Dawnclan || RP (OPEN & ACCEPTING)

[Adamented]

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[Adamented]

S E A S O N
greenleaf

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R I V E R
calm, safe for hunting

P R E Y / P R E D A T O R S
both plentiful

H E R B S
plentiful and in good
condition

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M O O N
first of the season

W E A T H E R
partly cloudy, strong winds

B O R D E R
tense conditions with Duskclan at
the Northeast border

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Roleplay begins here!
It's the day before the clan's kits will have their apprentice ceremony.

[Adamented]

SILVERKIT
kit / she-cat / tags: nursery
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Silverkit was pacing anxiously in the nursery behind the medicine cat den before even the faintest flickers of dawn light touched the horizon, though she only treads small circles. She can't help it, her nerves are driving her nuts. Even when her mother tries to get her to settle down, the last few days she's been unable to resist the urge to move. The bramble and fern den gets smaller and smaller with six almost fully-grown kittens and their mother, and it's begun to get claustrophobic.

Silverkit has noticed when she's like this, there tends to be a gap between her and others. Like the nervous, irritable energy radiates off of her. Something about the excitement drives her into a hyper focus, she gets snippy and is often scolded by her mother when she snaps at others. Right now, she really wants to get out into camp.

Definitely not the first to wake, but one of, Silverkit's stomach is growling and her paws itch to run. Tomorrow. The reaches of her mind whisper, just one more night! Their apprentice ceremony looms, Silverkit lifts and shakes a cramped paw. Her mother would tell her she's not allowed to leave the den until the morning patrol returns, so diligently she continues to pace, stand, and pace in front of the entry from the nursery to the medicine den.

MOONKIT
kit / she-cat / tags: nursery
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Moonkit slept shallowly, in the night her ears and limbs twitched and her tail lashed. Silverkit's pacing startled her awake with a jolt, her eyes sweep the den quickly, but she breathes a sigh of relief to find everything as it was when she fell asleep. Aside from the silver pelted she-cat who can't sit still, for a moment Moonkit regards her with irritation. "Will you sit. Down." The dark gray swirled molly scoffs.

It's no good, she knows her sister, and she knows that this has been going on for almost a whole moon. Their apprenticeship ceremony is just tomorrow, even she is vibrating with excitement. Moonkit wonders who her mentor will be, dazed for a moment in her daydream.

MISTYLEAF
warrior / she-cat / tags: camp
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Mistyleaf yawns, her paw pads ache from treading on the dry, hard earth of early Greenleaf. She wasn't called by Hawkeclaw for morning patrol today, instead taking it upon herself to check on the condition of Dappledleaf's herb spots. Already she can tell the Abyss is producing a disproportionate amount of herbs in the sediment at the top of the falls this Greenleaf compared to the previous warm season. Mistyleaf dares not to get too close, remembering her own experience with the Abyss as a young apprentice.

You'd think the she-cat would have been scared out of even dreaming to visit the Abyss again. Things weren't meant to work out like Mistyleaf had hoped and despite the true meaning of her warrior name, she's a better warrior than she would have made a medicine cat. Still, as Mistyleaf sets the adder she caught near the falls on the freshkill pile and settles in to groom her silvery pelt shimmering with morning dew, she can't help but feel a longing ache for a different time and a life she could have had. It's always easier when there's someone around to talk to, to distract from her own feelings of failure.

Mistyleaf looks around the camp clearing trying not to look too pointedly while she casually licks flat the fur on the back of her shoulders, hoping for someone to find company with.

[huskybaer.]

DAPPLELEAF
medicine cat / she/her or they/them / tags: silverkit and moonkit
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Dappleleaf had been up and up since early morning, out gathering the herbs she could. It was dewy still and not quite refreshing in the morning still, not swelteringly hot. She managed to get a few cobwebs and a few good sticks that were needed for any future sprains and scratches that might ensue from the new apprentices. The ceremony was to be tomorrow, a welcomed one at that. This batch of kits were especially rambunctious, she knew for sure that a handful of them would be in her den daily. To say the least, she was ready for the quiet.

As she approached her den, she could hear some kits stirring already. While the nursery was still behind her den, they were connected by a very thin wall it seemed. As she walked through, she dropped her bundle of sticks and cobwebs. She turned her ears and listened to who it was who was awake. "Oh Silverkit, stop your pacing dear..." She sighed. "And Moonkit too? Why don't you two join me and help put away these sticks." She picked up the cobwebs as they were much more fragile. "Moonkit, you know where these go right? Have your sister help you put them away." She spoke warmly, keeping her eyes on Moonkit. The little she-cat was very smart and followed her directions with ease normally. She made a note to have the discussion with Almondstar later today about how she was destined to become her apprentice.

HAWKECLAW
deputy / he/him / tags: Mistyleaf
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The sun began to rise and the deputy of Dawnclan had allowed himself some room to sleep in. He had taken the late patrols last night while he couldn't sleep. He crawled out of the warriors den just slightly after sunup, not late, but not particularly early for someone who is second in command. He needed all the sleep he could get, it had been a rough few weeks for him recently. Something wasn’t right and he could feel it, but couldn’t put his paw on it exactly. Perhaps it was just him being a worry wart again. It did often happen that he got so in his head. Since he became deputy quite some moons back he tended to work too hard and think even harder. Oftentimes in his own head more than he interacted with the others. He shook his head and scolded himself.

It took a few minutes for him to like a few of his furry tufts out to make himself presentable to the clan. He realized that the morning had already gone off without him. It was good, they knew his typical routine, he caught Mistyleaf walking back inside camp and settled down beginning to groom herself. ”Goodmorning Mistyleaf! Sorry for my lateness…I know we usually go on the morning patrol together..I took a late patrol last night by myself and I guess I needed the extra sleep..” He trailed off with a sheepish smile. ”I take it the normal patrols went off without a hitch?”

CROWFUR
warrior / she/her / tags: patrol - Open to someone else also being on patrol to the Darkwood
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It was a typical morning for Crowfur, she went on the usual border patrol early in the morning. They were on their way to the Darkwood to ensure the daily border markings were kept in check. Thankfully there has been no big signs of any large predators shuffling about, but as she knew all too well that could change rather quickly. She personally witnessed a nasty attack by a fox while she was an apprentice, it was how Hawkeclaw had gotten his face scarred. He fended off the fox while a few were able to get backup to drive the beast away. Once their leader and a few other warriors came the beast was finally driven off. It was very scary, but she was very determined to forever make sure the borders were always marked frequently.

[imunlaukr]

BRAMBLEHEART / QUEEN / OPEN (SILVERKIT, MOONKIT, DAPPLELEAF, OLEANDER (Mentioned))


If Brambleheart was asked to name the greatest gift she'd received in her life, she would answer each and every time, her kits. She loved them dearly and missed their little helpless forms terribly as they grew, but it was still hard for her to look at them without feeling pain deep inside of her heart that ached like a bruise on a leaf after a storm. Brambleheart had doomed them into a life full of otherness, her kits were half-clan. They would always be outsiders. Brambleheart's gaze drifted away from her six kits who were brimming with excitement in preparation for their apprentice ceremony. Their ears pricked forward and fur began to ruffle up all over their bodies. Brambleheart faked sleep, listening into Dappleleaf's conversation with her kits, a silent smile lingering on her muzzle. In spite of all her fear she felt pride soaring through her veins with warmth as powerful as greenleaf sunlight as she thought of her kits growing strong, clever, fast. It wouldn't do them any harm if they also learned how to fight. If only Oleander could have seen them grown. Her thoughts turned bitter once more when she thought of her mate and how much she missed him. Brambleheart wondered where he was now, if he was thinking of them, if he missed them too.

Brambleheart heaved a heavy sigh and curled around herself as she tried hard to ward away her thoughts in the warm moss, nestled between her kits and the wall of the nursery. The forest trembled with joyful anticipation; thin sun rays flooded down through the clouded tree tops, illuminating dapples of light across the glade. Shining blue birds darted overhead in the grey sky while small glowing squirrels played chase among the boughs, scampering out of reach. A quiet purr escaped from within her chest, escaping beyond the thick walls of sadness that encased her heart, vibrating through her body like a breeze through leaves. A sudden dread broke off Brambleheart's false slumbering reverie and sent an anxious chill crawling down her back. She sat up straight as the strange sensation passed though her body, making her hairs stand on end like porcupine quills as Dappleleaf attempted to distract Silverkit and Moonkit. She knew well that Dappleleaf meant no harm, but it didn't help her nerves at all. Her pelt tingled uncomfortably as though every single hair was being picked at by invisible insects or worms wriggling inside them. Reality hit her quickly, her kits would move on soon enough, and once again, Brambleheart would be alone. This time, without Oleander.

"I hope your paws aren't full with these two," Brambleheart said with a forced smile, attempting to dispel the tension in her pelt as she lapped at her two daughters silver and gray pelts. "I know they're excited for their apprenticeships, I hope they're more helpful than they are noisy and distracted." The words sounded lame even to her ears as she attempted to tease her sweet kittens a purr in her voice. She felt foolish trying to mask the sorrow in her voice; there was too much pain behind it anyway. Brambleheart looked away from her fur-balls, staring past the frilled furry heads of her kittens. They were beautiful, each of them unique with shimmering eyes and soft kitten pelts, so different from one another but all equally adorable. They never ceased to amaze her as they grew older. The joy and division of watching them grow up and become such strong and clever creatures always brought sadness to her whenever she thought about how little they understood of the world now, let alone the danger they would have to face someday as warriors. But for now, for at least one more day, they were still her kittens. For one more day, Brambleheart had her family around her.

[Queen of flames]

Almondstar |( 6/9 lives) | female | leader | tags: open

She opened her yellow-green eyes, blinking them as she looked at the den entrance and the sunlight which tried to get inside the den. Sighing she heard some faint conversations at the cleaning, knowing that most of the clan was already up. She looked over the other side of the den, there was an empty place next to her nest, there was once Copperstar's nest as they did share the leader's den before and after her becoming the deputy, even if it took many moons after his dead sometimes she still hoped for the deep red tom to show up at the den's entrance and speak to his very calming voice.

She remembered that day when the older deputy Greenminnow decided to retire for health problems and she was chosen to be the next deputy. Those mixed feelings she had, the excitement of becoming something big as a deputy, the fear of what the clan thinks about her becoming a deputy, or the nervousness, that she is not enough to take on the former deputy's tasks.

Now she was being a leader for many moons and honorably lost three of her lives to her clan, so she could not doubt her leadership skills any longer and she did have a great deputy to trust to take care of the clan whenever it was time for her to leave it.

She stretched her legs and shook her long fur before entered to the sunny spot near the leader's den entrance. Her eyes looked around for her clanmates, seeing her deputy there, and looked over to where the nursery was 'tomorrow? six cat's to mentor those kits, huh?' she thought to herself giving a lick to her front paw 'this is going to be a busy day for me and him...' she kept thinking.

Spiderpaw | female | apprentice | (mentor?) | tags: -



Rushkit | male | kit | (soon to be apprentice) | tags: Silverkit, Brambleheart

The chocolate mackerel tabby curled in his still warm nest, he wanted to sleep a little bit longer as he still had the chance to do that. He heard that apprentices need to wake up early for training and impress their mentors. Though the noise of his siblings made sleeping almost impossible and at some point of trying too hard, he gave up to get any more sleep. His eyes looked over to his two sisters there, mostly at Silverkit who was running around like panicking squirrel, who didn't know which way to run "Calm down Silverkit...the ceremony is tomorrow, we have this day left to wait..." he murmured between yaws.

He was pretty excited and nervous about tomorrow's ceremony, wondering who was going to be his mentor, what they will do on his first day as an apprentice, does he learn anything tomorrow. there were so many questions in his head at the moment.
Shaking his fur he stood up and looked p to her mother "mother can I get out of the nursery? just outside the den...to the fresh-kill pile, perhaps or to see what the clan is doing?" he asked his mother.

[Adamented]

MOONKIT
kit / she-cat / tags: Dappleleaf, Brambleheart, Rushkit
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At the mention of helping Dappleleaf out Moonkit's blue shrouded face lights up, she practically bunny hops right on the spot, springing to immediate alert. "Really-?!" She chimes with excitement, practically shoving Silverkit over with a whumph in her haste to push past the silver molly kitten to come to Dappleleaf's aid.

Moonkit looks over her shoulder in disapproval to Silverkit accompanying her but makes no comments of ill-will, only offering her mother a deep hearty purr and nuzzle to the cheek before rushing back and scooping up some of the stick in her maw. Mumbling past the sticks, Moonkit is over-eager to please the clan's lead Medicine Cat, "You can- mmph- count on me, Dappleleaf!" She deftly dodges Silverkit's attempted retaliation muttering, "Mouse-brain!" to her sister out of their mother's earshot... or so she hopes.

SILVERKIT
kit / she-cat / tags: Dappleleaf, Brambleheart, Rushkit
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Silverkit wards off her mother's affectionate grooming, a displeased mew leaving her before she scoffs at Rushkit. What a lazy tom! I'll be a much better apprentice than him.

"Do I have to...?" She mumbles under her breath, swaying tail dropping to swish very slightly behind her hindlegs, disappointed. She hoped Spiderpaw might be up be now and want to play fight or something, something more fitting to Silverkit's interests. She supposes she's got nothing better to do and casts a weary glance to her sister, Moonkit, swatting the darker kit for nearly knocking her off her paws a moment ago.

"Suck up..." Silverkit teases amusedly with another attempted swat before scooping up her half of the sticks and rushing past Moonkit into the Medicine Den.

MISTYLEAF
warrior / she-cat / tags: OPEN, Hawkeclaw
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"As always, Hawkeclaw." Mistyleaf purred with confidence, flicking her tail in a gesture to offer Hawkeclaw sit with her. "We all know you work twice as hard now that you're deputy! you deserve the rest." She dips her head in respect, before tilting her chin and pricking her ears. "You're welcome to share tongues with me if you like!"

After a moment, Mistyleaf speaks her thoughts out loud, wondering about what she'll be doing for the day. "If you haven't called for patrols yet for today, why don't you and I get together a group to go on a hunting patrol later?" She offers, looking up at the sky that is only barely ebbing from the bloom of a dawn glow.

[huskybaer.]

DAPPLELEAF
medicine cat / she/her or they/them / tags: silverkit, moonkit, brambleheart
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Moonkits sheer excitement to just help caused a grand smile to appear on Dappleleafs maw. She hadn't seen such excitement since Morningfeather was a youngling. Though he still had some things to learn, he was turning out to be a fine addition. She was certainly glad to have him and his company with things. She watched as the two kits ran off with the sticks, even if they didn't get placed in the correct spot it was the trying that counted. "Just be sure to come back to your mother when you are finished! We don't need you wandering off before your ceremony."

Her eyes darted to Brambleheart, softening when she saw the startled hairs across her back. The small cat padded over softly, and touched noses with the queen in greeting and as a peace offering. Despite what the others had to say, she held no ill will against the mother for taking an outsider as a mate. It wasn't the first time, and it would certainly not be the last. While she followed the warrior code, many had broken it before. Her own mentor in fact, a Medicine cat and their current leaders mother, had broken it and had kits. "Oh...they are perfectly fine and you know it." She sat down, her tail flicking softly in content before speaking softly just to Brambleheart "You know...you've not told me much about their father....perhaps he would consider joining to see his children grow to be strong warriors? Almondstar is a kind leader and I am sure she would accept him..." Before the queen could answer, she stood back up and let her short tail fall onto Bramblhearts shoulder, "I can see it bothers you greatly...but think about it. Perhaps we can send a patrol to look for him..?"

HAWKECLAW
deputy / he/him / tags: Mistyleaf
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Hawkeclaw flashed a toothy grin towards the pretty she-cat, nodding in agreement. "It has definitely been more tiring...but Hopefully with this large batch of apprentices...we will be able to cover more ground and lessen how many patrols we each do.." His voice was smooth and soothing, he enjoyed talking about the clan and his duties. "Oh I would love to...I feel like I haven't spoken to you in a moon or two.." He joked, swatting her with his fluffy tail. He chuckled softly before letting his eyes wander around camp. He settled in and his body let out a huge sign of content. "A hunting patrol sounds wonderful. Perhaps I can see if Maplestrike or Snakeberry are open to it? Or it could just be the two of us like the old days!" Hawkeclaw exclaimed rather excitedly.

"How has Weaslekit been doing? I assume you have been keeping tabs on him?" He asked, with genuine curiousity. He worried about Mistyleaf often, after the loss of her two kits and returning to warrior duties, she hadn't been herself fully since. More jaded. It was understandable of course, but he wished she would open up more to him.

CROWFUR
warrior / she/her / tags: patrol - Open to someone else also being on patrol to the Darkwood
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[Queen of flames]

Almondstar |( 6/9 lives) | female | leader | tags: Hawkeclaw, Mistyleaf

The somewhat large black golden ticked tabby groomed her long messy pelt, it took some time for her to settle as her fur was not the easiest one to deal with. As her fur was ready, she looked around the camp once again, he was not sure if the patrols were already left or not, as her deputy was still there. She thought to take a patrol today, but then again she may have to think about tomorrow's ceremonies for the kits, and on top of that she needs to think of another mentor for Spiderpaw. She was hoping to get a warrior which had a little bit same training methods that her former mentor Brownfur had. Brownfur was an experienced mentor even being still young, and she had the right skills to train and understand the younger cats, sadly she needed to pass away because of a stupid chain of events.

She left her sitting spot and walked toward Hawkeclaw and Mistyleaf "good morning you two" she called out with a gentle meow "Hawkeclaw? are you going to do the patrols now?" she asked her deputy "We may need to speak later today for things, but for now have your time, no hustle" she meowed to him. Her eyes looked toward the two young kits with the medicine cats' den 'speaking of that, I may need to speak with Dappleleaf and Morningfeather too...' she thought to herself.


Spiderpaw | female | apprentice | (mentor?) | tags: Hawkeclaw

The young black and white she-cat was sitting near the apprentice's den, her training was slowed down a little bit after the death of her mentor Brownfur, but she tried her best to practice those already learned skills so she could not stay behind too many. She looked over at Hawkeclaw and Mistyleaf there talking to each other, she felt uneased around the deputy, but she decided to go and ask him if she could join their whatever patrol they were going at.

Swallowing her nervousness, she took a few slow steps forward the little group there her eyes looking over to Almoststar as well when the large feline approved to the deputy as well "Uh, Hawkeclaw....I..uh, um...can I join your patrol too? I know I don't have a mentor, but I promise not to be anyone's way?" she meowed silently.


Rushkit | male | kit | (soon to be apprentice) | tags: Silverkit, Brambleheart, Grousekit, Owlkit

Yawning the small chocolate mackerel tabby peeked out of the nursery seeing his sisters near the medicine cat's den 'so either of you will take the easy road' he thought to himself. He gave a few licks to her back was before looked at Silverkit there 'Seriously what is she doing?' he kept thinking.

Stretching his legs, he looked over to his other siblings, Owlkit and Grousekit "Do any of you have any plans for today? Or are we just waiting for tomorrow to begin?" he asked them with a sigh 'this is going to be a very long and boring day if that's the case' he thought to himself.

[néktar]

Morningfeather
━━━( medicine cat / tom / location: medicine den / tags: silverkit, moonkit - mentioned: brambleheart, dappleleaf)
the tom had become restless early in the morning, his tossing and turning had begun well before dawn when he had heard dappleleaf leave the den to collect herbs he thought to go with her due to the nature of getting new apprentices - though just as he had the idea his body had finally relaxed. he went out like a light, the next moment the medicine cat awoke to the sounds of excited kitten paws skittering against the floor of the medicine den. the muffled mews of sibling rivalry roused the tom from his slumber. he awoke slowly though, his sage colored eyes opening to the sluggishly lightening interior of the den. the bimetallic tom felt his feathery fur stick to the nest as he rolled over; bits of moss stuck to his claws, from various sleepily kneading, and stuck into his plumed tail. a grumbled escaped him, every morning, same thing. all mother would say, 'oh what pretty fur you have my love. oh you look like a beautiful feather my darling!' he huffed as his teeth locked onto a bit of moss, in which he pulled ever so delicately from his fur. no one knows the true torment that comes with a tail like this. mushing the piece of moss back into his nest with a emotionally bitter paw, his tail fluffed out in triumph.

morningfeather tended to the rest of his fur as his ears swiveled towards the nursery entrance where he heard dappleleaf's voice echoing softly. hushed tones and mews were heard soon after, he felt the waves of excitement emanating from the den as well as the pang of loneliness felt by every queen after her litter moves on to apprenticeship. the tom understood her sorrow, i should tell dappleleaf it's best to keep an eye on brambleheart in the coming moons. the medicine cat finally rose from his nest, turning towards the walls of the stump where the young mollies were to be storing dappleleaf's cobwebs and sticks, that of which they might be reacquainted with rather sooner then later.

Softkit
━━━( kit > apprentice / molly / location: nursery / tags: brambleheart, dappleleaf, rushkit - mentioned: silverkit, moonkit )
the fluffy kit had perked her ears to the start of the hushed whispers from her littermates, her ears pricking ever so gently from the other side of their mother's paws. softkit heard their sister's conversation while, of course, nestled against brambleheart's neck or as close as she could get with how big she had gotten in recent moons. rushkit's hush rash mew was the next familar voice she heard, her tail twitched with the slightest of agitation. she'd rather sleep through the day with the amount of nerves that writhed and wriggled in her stomach about the ceremony.

the cinnamon kit's nerves were put as bay as she heard dappleleaf's soft voice coming from just inside the nursery wall that connected the medicine den. she heard a faint conversation as her mother stirred against her. feeling her mother tense and relax as waves of emotion flowed through her. disturbing the warmth in which the kit was snuggled into, luckily her tail was just as fluffy as she was big, tucking her nose deeper into her velvety plush fur. the young molly had almost drifted off to sleep when she was disturbed by her mother speaking to dappleleaf, hearing the molly coming closer to the nest. speaking once more in a hushed but comforting tone to her mother as her sister's rushed off with their early morning chores; presumably given by the medicine cat to let off steam. the kit was more then content staying in their nest but her brother's boisterous mew about plans for the day pushed for movement once again though he was addressing her other two littermates who were closer to the outside of the nest. she felt relief and her fur relaxed once again, as they left her well enough alone.

she gave a groggy yawn before she nuzzled deeper into brambleheart's chest fur. content with comforting her mother throughout the rest of the day while her siblings rushed to see the world away from her. though she was interested in hearing more about their father, the molly closed her eyes once more.