Since the Dawn of Time Reboot Roleplay [O&A]

[ienrir]

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𝐸𝓂𝒷𝑒𝓇𝓁𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉
𝚖𝚎𝚍. 𝚌𝚊𝚝
𝚜𝚑𝚎-𝚌𝚊𝚝
𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚑𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚢-𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚛
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[ｔａｇｇｅｄ：beampaw. ] [ ｍｅｎｔｉｏｎｅｄ：none. ] [ ｌｏｃａｔｉｏｎ：dawnclan. ]

A soft voice pulled her from the stillness of sleep, and old amber eyes blinked slowly open. She starred for a moment, meeting a familiar gray gaze; her murky mind unable to place just who it belonged to. After what felt like a long contemplative pause, her lips twitched into a smile. "Beampaw?" She tried, her wits coming to her like a gentle wave. "Don't let the clan know how I waste the day warming these old bones in moss." She rasped, voice warm with humour. With a small huff of effort, she hauled herself to her paws, stopping to wiggle stiff toes. At her tender age, her fur grew course and lost the oily gleam of youth, but it settled into soft white-flecked fuzz when she smoothed it down with her tongue.

Turning her gaze over the young apprentice, she absently noted the dishevelled fur and tired lull to his gaze. He hadn't slept well, she didn't need a sixth sense to figure that one out. No cat's sleep had been quite the same since enduring LightClan's vicious attack. Sleep could not come easy with the constant threat, hanging like a raised claw over camp. Harder still for a young soul confronting violence and loss. "Did I ever tell you which herbs aid sleep?" Her gaze was expectant, curious.

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𝒲𝒽𝒾𝓉𝑒𝓌𝒾𝓁𝓁𝑜𝓌
𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚛
𝚝𝚘𝚖
𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚢-𝚏𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚘𝚗𝚜
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[ｔａｇｇｅｄ：none. ] [ ｍｅｎｔｉｏｎｅｄ：none. ] [ ｌｏｃａｔｉｏｎ：lightclan. ]

From the shadows of camp, a sleek tom sat, straight-backed beneath an aged tree. His sharp, stoic gaze staring ahead almost unblinkingly; two cold cuts of blue. Aloof, and somewhat disconnected from the camp around him. It was a pose he usually assumed when lost in thought; ears alert and twitching despite his vacant gaze.

Like most mornings, he'd risen early, took in the familiar darkness of the warrior's den, and stared blankly at the spaces left between nests. Spaces that used to hold clanmates, not long killed by DawnClan. Their absence had stirred an anger in his chest, scorching just beneath the skin like hot rock. Still, it did little more than lightly ruffle the fur of his back and even that had quickly flattened once he'd found a corner of camp to steal away.

It had been a moon since they'd been forced to retreat from DawnClan's camp. Left without answers for why their neighbours had turned their backs on StarClan and sunk their claws into Mousefang unprovoked. Not that any answer could change the fact that good warriors were sent to the skies before their time. It had left the forest charged with an unspoken tension, while both parties licked their wounds. As though reminded, he absently drew a paw up to trace the scar left down his face; an ugly, gnarled red against the stark white of his pelt.

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[TheClockmaker]

Spirepaw
DawnClan | App | 10 M | Male | Mentor: Salmonsurge | Tags: Sprigpaw & Salmonsurge | Mentions: Lightpaw & Skypaw

This morning, Spirepaw slept a little too much and woke up late. This made him angry, because usually he's an early bird. However, he noticed that Sprigpaw was still sleeping (even though the sun had risen high in the sky), so he stepped on her tail to wake her up. Then he saw Lightpaw and Skypaw being all "soft" and nice to each other. Spirepaw looked away from them in disgust, but secretly he wanted to have the same relation with his sister. Grumpily stalking out of the den, he looked around to find his mentor. Finally, he found Salmonsurge by the nursery. Spirepaw went over to her and meowed, "Hey Salmonsurge, what's happening? What are we doing today?"

Flutterdrift
Lightclan | Warrior | 17 M | Female | App: Amberpaw | Tags: Whitewillow | Mentions: Amberpaw

Flutterdrift woke up early, but worries about her apprentice kept her in her nest. Amberpaw still couldn't fight well and with the recent battles, she could get hurt. She later walked out of the den with a smile on her face, to hide her worries. She looked around for Whitewillow, her former mentor, finding him in the shadows at the edge of the camp. She walked up to him and respectfully dipped her head, mewing, "Good morning, Whitewillow. Can I ask you a question? I've been trying to teach Amberpaw how to fight, but I'm worried that her white pelt could alert her enemies. How do you stay hidden with a white pelt?"

[selasphorys]

𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗧𝗜𝗔𝗡𝗦𝗧𝗘𝗣
(dawnclan deputy - temp) (m) (45 mns) (omnisexual) (crush: thistledown) (x)
(location: dawnclan camp)
(tags: silverstar) (mentions: thistledown, salmonsurge, flameflurry, juniperclaw)

Gentianstep nodded as he considered Silverstar's words. His claws unsheathed into the soil below, his eyes narrowing with the memory of LightClan's invasion. "I agree that we should take a small party of levelheaded cats to the gathering," Gentianstep responded. He felt the gravity of her gaze once she met his eyes again. The deputy remained silent for a long moment as he mulled over her questions. He watched the cats mill around the camp, from gentle Thistledown and the dawn patrol to aggressive Salmonsurge and her prey. Taking a breath, he answered quietly, "Flameflurry and Thistledown may be good choices for the gathering, with their calmer natures. Juniperclaw and Salmonsurge have battle skills that would be more beneficial at our camp than at the gathering. What are your thoughts?"

𝗦𝗔𝗟𝗠𝗢𝗡𝗦𝗨𝗥𝗚𝗘
(dawnclan warrior) (f) (38 mns) (lesbian) (apprentice: spirepaw) (x)
(location: dawnclan nursery entrance)
(tags: zinniakit, featherstone, batkit, spirepaw) (mentions: gentianstep)

When Salmonsurge arrived at the nursery entrance, a golden kit bumped into her. "Oof! That's okay, Zinniakit," the warrior sighed, hopping sideways to let the kit pass. Though she would flare with rage if any other cat got in her way, she couldn't stay mad at that bright little one for long. Salmonsurge stuck her head in the nursery, relaxing when she realized her friend was awake. "Ah, good morning, Featherstone. Good morning to you too, Batkit! I'm glad I didn't wake you," she purred, walking fully into the den. She nudged the prey she brought toward Featherstone. "I caught a fresh mouse today for you and the kits. And I brought something special for you, Batkit!" Salmonsurge presented a crinkly, crunchy leaf she had collected from outside camp. A perfect toy for batting at. "Maybe you can practice hunting with Zinniakit?" the warrior suggested. It was no secret that she spoiled the kits.

Ears swiveling toward the sound of pawsteps, she detected the familiar voice of her apprentice. "Hey Spirepaw, nice to finally see you up and about. I caught some prey this morning while you were still catching dreams," Salmonsurge teased, a not-so-subtle jab at his oversleeping. She knew her ambitious apprentice preferred to wake up early like she did, so this late morning was acceptable as long as it didn't become a habit. "You should care for the queens and elders too, besides just hunting and fighting. At least you've rested well for the long day ahead. We'll see what Gentianstep plans for the patrols." She gave Featherstone a quick nod of goodbye, preparing to leave with Spirepaw.

𝗕𝗘𝗔𝗠𝗣𝗔𝗪
(dawnclan med cat app) (m) (7 mns) (demirom) (mentor: emberlight) (x)
(location: dawnclan medicine cat den)
(tags: emberlight) (mentions: none)

As Beampaw strained to see his mentor in the dimness of the morning, he found comfort in the amber gleam of her eyes. He drew toward Emberlight's beckoning warmth, padding closer on delicate paws. A stone of regret sunk in his belly when he heard her rasping words. "No, no, you should rest," he murmured, already wishing he hadn't woken her with his plaintive mew. Beampaw darted to his mentor's side to offer support if she needed help standing up. Up close, he couldn't help but notice the dullness of her flame-colored fur. The young apprentice's whiskers drooped.

His mentor's question caught him off guard. "Um... yes, yes you did," Beampaw answered with a gulp. He remembered Emberlight shaking something out of a dried flower-head for their clanmates, but that something escaped him now. Perhaps he would have known the answer in some other circumstance, when bad dreams hadn't clouded his mind. He found himself shying away from her bright gaze, looking down at his paws as he murmured, "I think it was poppy... flowers?"

𝗦𝗣𝗥𝗜𝗚𝗣𝗔𝗪
(dawnclan app) (f) (10 mns) (panrom) (mentor: flameflurry) (x)
(location: dawnclan apprentice den)
(tags: spirepaw, flameflurry, zinniakit) (mentions: skypaw, lightpaw)

Sprigpaw stalked a plump mouse through the sunny undergrowth. Just as she readied to pounce, the mouse grew three times her size and slammed her tail with its giant paw!

Reeling from the sting, the apprentice awoke to realize that the paw was actually a cat’s. Only Spirepaw was prickly enough to trod on her tail. ”Mrp-- hey!” Sprigpaw squeaked, still half-asleep, as she watched her brother storm out of the den. Who put fleas in his nest? Maybe they like him since he’s such a flea-brain. She shot a glare at her brother’s ginger tabby tail as it flicked out the entrance. She figured she’d have to get Spirepaw back with a prank later today. Maybe she could convince Skypaw and Lightpaw to join in. Glancing over at the two of them, her fierce gaze turned soft as she saw them lean close to each other. She decided to give the brothers some space. Sprigpaw padded out and found her mentor with little Zinniakit. “Good morning, Flameflurry, Zinniakit,” she mewed brightly. “How are you both doing today?”

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𝗖𝗘𝗗𝗔𝗥𝗦𝗧𝗥𝗜𝗣𝗘
(lightclan warrior) (m) (45 mns) (heterosexual) (apprentice: pepperpaw) (x)
(location: lightclan camp)
(tags: foxstrike) (mentions: sunstar, silverstar)

Cedarstripe gave a slight mrrow of laughter when he heard Foxstrike's remark. Chuckling, he settled down beside his son and murmured, "Fine. But we'll have to share tongues properly after the evening patrols." The older warrior began grooming himself as well, untangling the nightly knots in his long brown fur. He took the time to enjoy this momentary morning lull with his son by his side. However, he stopped mid-lick when Foxstrike brought up the topic of the gathering. These worries had gathered like storms in Cedarstripe's head since last night. It weighed heavily on his heart to see his son become a warrior in a time of tension, just as he had. He sighed, answering after a moment, "I doubt there will be many cheers for your new name and position. Cats of both clans may be anxious and hostile. Sunstar will likely ask Silverstar about the attack on Mousefang last moon." He looked back at his son, green eyes soft as moss. "Know that I'm proud of you, Foxstrike. Keep that pride in your heart if you attend the gathering. Be proud to be a LightClan warrior--- proud enough to keep your head high and claws sheathed."

[Keesa]

Sunstar | Lightclan Leader | camp | tags: Bumblefoot

Sunstar tensed at the sound of approaching paw steps, turning her head sharply to see who it was and relaxing as soon as she realized it was her old friend. “Oh, good morning Bumblefoot” she meowed, feeling a little silly. It wasn’t like her to be so jumpy, especially not in her own camp. Get a hold of yourself Sunstar, she thought, don’t let worries about the future cause you to loose your grip on the present. In answer to his request she scooted over and patted the sun warmed spot next to her with her tail. “Make yourself at home.” She meowed, letting them lapse into a short silence before addressing his first comment. “I’ve gone over it a thousand times in my head.” She admitted quietly. “We can’t show any weakness. The last battle caught them by surprise but if they think Lightclan is vulnerable they might strike first next time, try taking more territory or keep picking off our warriors at the border like they did with mousefang.” Her claws were gripping at the loose earth beneath her paws and she had to take a deep breath to sheath them. “I’m going to make an announcement to the clan that no one is to tell Dawnclan that our deputy is gone. As far as they will be concerned Grassheart has an injured paw or something and we left her behind to guard camp.” She looked to Bumblefoot, she sharp eyes on his trying to gauge is reaction to the plan. There were few cats whose judgement she trusted more and for a moment she wondered what he thought of her refusal to take a new deputy. It was becoming harder with each passing day to ignore the whispers that Grassheart wasn’t coming back, though they made her hackles raise.


Swanpaw | apprentice Lightclan | camp | tags: Amberpaw, Pepperpaw

She let out a happy purrump noise when Amberpaw agreed, purring as she did her own stretches then met the other apprentice at the entrance to their den. “A dream about a fat pidgeon eh? You know I heard there are tons of them in places two legs live, they swarm them like flys and steal prey right out of their weird paws!” She gave a little pounce in emphasis, looking back to grin at Amberpaw. The other apprentice had never seemed to approve of trying to get out beyond their borders, something Swanpaw couldn’t quite understand. She longed to see places like those described by loners and kitty pets. Not to live there of course, the clan was her home and were she belonged, but just the idea of seeing what was out there thrilled her. She blinked as she noticed Pepperpaw. “Oh! Morning Pepperpaw! We sure are, want to join us?”


Thistledown | Dawnclan warrior | camp | tags: Lightpaw, Skypaw

As he watched the other apprentices leaving their den he willed himself to stand up. Lightpaw hadn’t come out yet but he guessed with all the activity of the other apprentices that he was at least up. Maybe he should go check on him? Not that Ligthpaw would need him for anything, he had Flameflurry and his brother to look after him. Still, Thistledown felt it hard not to worry about the young cat, he had been through so much at such a young age, he couldn’t even imagine what it must be like. Walking over to the apprentice den he looked inside and felt his heart sink when he saw huddled together, feeling like he was intruding on something personal. “Hey Lightpaw, Skypaw,” he meowed to them, his voice soft and gentle, “take all the time you need. I was just thinking of asking Shadowfire if the four of us could train together today. Does that sound like something you to would enjoy?” He knew they two brothers were close and he hoped the idea of training together might cheer them up, even if it meant he had to talk to Shadowfire. The other warrior was strong and loyal, but his mood swings always gave Thistledown anxiety whenever they had to work together.

[Firelight_AA]

Skypaw/8 moons/Male/str8/Mentor: Shadowfire/Mentions: None/Tags: Lightpaw, Thistledown

"I'd like that!" He turns to Lightpaw and after seeing him nod, Skypaw gets up and asks Lightpaw if he's ready to face the day. He sees Lightpaw nod and get up.

Lightpaw/8 moons/Male/Bi/Mentor: Thistledown/Mentions: None/Tags: Skypaw, Thistledown

He was comforted by his brother's presence and was spacing out when he heard his mentor's voice then heard his brother's excited voice saying he liked the idea of training together and when asked what he thought he nodded liking the idea too. When Skypaw asked if he was ready he nodded again and got up.

Flameflurry/30 moons/Male/Gay/Apprentice: Sprigpaw/Mentions: None /Tags: Zinniakit, Sprigpaw

"Oh hey Sprigpaw, I've been better but having this kit sit with me has helped. How you?"

Zinniakit/4 moons old/female/unknown/Mother: None/Mentions: None/Tags: Flameflurry, sprigpaw

"Hi Sprigpaw! I'm good! I was sitting with Flameflurry because he seemed lonely."

[greatwoman]

Dawnclan

Silverstar | Female | 42 moons | Leader | Apprentice: None | Crush: open | Tags: Gentianstep | Mentions: Flameflurry, Thistledown, Featherstone, Skypaw

Silverstar watched the cats in the clearing as Gentianstep spoke. "Yes, Flameflurry and Thistledown, Featherstone if she wants to go. As for apprentices... I think we should leave all of them here. They're all young and don't fully understand the gravity of the situation, so I think we should leave them behind." She looked to Gentianstep to see his reaction. "If you think we should take one, Skypaw is the only one I think we can trust not to antagonize or speak out of turn." She continued watching the clearing come to life as she spoke, hoping her plan was the best one to help get answers and prevent further violence.


Juniperclaw | Male | 21 moons | Warrior | Apprentice: None | Crush: open | Tags: | Mentions:

Juniperclaw saw much movement but no one went to organize patrols. He glanced at the fresh kill pile and saw only Salmonsurge's mouse left. The clan would need more fresh kill than that, so hopefully Gentianstep sent out plenty of hunting patrols today. He looked over to where Gentianstep and Silverstar were sitting talking, about the gathering no doubt.

Lightclan

Bumblefoot | Male | 65 moons | Warrior | Apprentice: Swanpaw | Crush: open | Tags: Sunstar | Mentions: Grassheart

Bumblefoot purred and sat in the sun next to Sunstar. Listening to his friend talk, his purr dropped off. "I agree, we can't afford to seem vulnerable. But" he added hesitantly, "Doesn't that include not having a deputy? We ARE vulnerable without a deputy, no matter what we make it look like to Dawnclan" He searched her gaze and saw hurt in her eyes as he talked about replacing Grassheart. He softened his tone. "I know you and Grassheart were close, and your hesitation is understandable given your own experiences, but you need to decide now how long you are willing to wait while your clan is vulnerable. The senior warriors can share the duties, but that isn't sustainable forever." Bumblefoot paused and decided not to add *and what happens if we lose you too*. "We have all lost a friend in her. I will defer to you, you're our leader, but I agree, telling Dawnclan that she is injured is better than telling them she's gone." He touched Sunstar's shoulder with his tail and looked out over the clearing. "I can organize patrols this morning if you'd like, it looks like the fresh kill pile needs restocked" He said lightheartedly, wanting to give Sunstar a few moments to come up with her plan for tonight's gathering.

Foxstrike | Male | 12 moons | Warrior | Apprentice: none | Crush: Olivefluff | Tags: Cedarstripe | Mentions:

Foxstrike purred as he quickly washed his fur. "Sounds like a good plan to me" He listened as his father provided him with his sage advice. "If Dawnclan thinks they can get away with murder, they have another thing coming." He said with a tinge of anger in his voice. Then he forced himself to calm down. "The gathering is a time and place for peace, so I will not be the first to unsheathe claws. But if Dawnclan starts anything, you'd best believe I'm not going to just stand there and let them push us around." He shook his head and stood. "Shall we see if Sunstar wants us to do a border patrol this morning? I could use a run through the forest to warm me up and clear my head"


Amberpaw | Female | 8 moons | Apprentice | Mentor: Flutterdrift | Crush: None | Tags: Swanpaw | Mentions:

Amberpaw rolled her eyes as she followed Swanpaw out of the den. "You and your adventures" she said with a bite in her tone. "There's nothing out there that a warrior needs, we're supposed to reject the life of kittypets and loners, remember?" Amberpaw couldn't even understand her curiosity. She had enough to do, see, and learn here on their own territory without adding things from outside their borders. She was drawn out of her thoughts by Pepperpaw's greeting. "Good morning Pepperpaw! If Swanpaw will stop being a harebrain we will get to the fresh kill pile before sunhigh" She teased her denmate, not really trying to hurt her feelings but wanting her to quit thinking about exploring in dangerous places.

[Starwindrider]

「🪶」 ;; kestrelpaw | female | 7 moons | medicine cat apprentice | tags: amberpaw, swanpaw, pepperpaw | mentions: fallenheart

Kestrelpaw slowly blinked herself awake, seeing the still-unfamiliar ceiling of the medicine cat den towering above her. She rolled around in her nest before sitting up, licking at her messy fur. It was still a little strange not waking up to her mother's soft and rhythmic licks, but those were left behind in the days where she still stayed in the nursery. She was a medicine cat apprentice now, and that meant she had to move to the medicine cat den. Even though she could barely hear anything from the camp outside, she assumed that other clanmates were already awake and off about their day. It was time for her to be doing the same. Turning, she saw her mentor still asleep, and decided not to bother him.

Heading out of the den, she saw the camp already stirring with activity. Hearing loud voices, she turned her head to see a few fellow apprentices gathered outside the apprentice den. She didn't know them very well, being younger and having been apprenticed late due to her disability, but decided to go and say a friendly greeting. She padded up to them, and meowed a polite and hopefully not too loud "good morning".



「🪵」 ;; oakstone | male | 45 moons | warrior | tags: cedarstripe, foxstrike | mentions: none

Oakstone was awoken by the murmur of voices outside. Shaking out his long fur, he padded out to see what the new day brought about. He spotted his brother and nephew sitting together, and padded up to them. He heard them discuss about the upcoming gathering, and felt a slight sinking in his heart; the upcoming gathering was also something he was very concerned about, and if anything, he wanted to make sure to squeeze any information about Grassheart out of DawnClan. He gave a nod to Cedarstripe and Foxstrike, before settling next to Cedarstripe. "How are you both?" He meowed.

[Queen of flames]

Shadowfire | Dawn | warrior | male | apprentice: Skypaw | tags: open
The dark and grey large tom walked around the camp, his eyes watching those who were awakened and waiting for either the deputy or the leader to start to organize the patrol. He was not so interested to waste his days training his apprentice at all, even if Silverstar trusted the young Skypaw to his care, but the young male was not someone he could enjoy training at.

Firejaw | Dawn | elder | male | tags: open
The elder is still sleeping in the elder's den.

Featherstone | Dawn | Queen | female | tags: Salmonsurge, Spirepaw
She smiled at the warrior "thank your Salmonsurge" she meowed to her before she looked over to Spirepaw who also showed up at the den entrance, looking for his mentor "Good morning Spirepaw" she meowed gently to the young tom. She poked the mice closer to Batkit so she could eat first as much as she wanted to. As her kit took the bite of the mouse she looked at the leaf the warrior bough to her "that's a good idea, you could play with Zinniakit with that" she meowed to her kit.

Batkit | Dawn| kit | female | tags: Salmonsurge
She gave a little not-so-happy look to the leaf the warrior bought to her to play with Zinniakit "thanks, but I donät think Zinniakit wants to play with me, she wants to be more with Flameflurry and the others more than with me" she meowed darkly. She looked as her mother poked the mice closer to her, so she just started to eat the mice. She thought for a moment "mom do you think I could have the chance to go to the gathering tonight? is it today?" she asked suddenly in the middle of biting and swallowing her part of the mouse.

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Fallenheart | Light | medicine cat | agender (he) | apprentice: Kestrelpaw | tags: open
The diluted tortoiseshell padded out of the medicine cat's den, letting his apprentice sleep a little bit longer if she wanted to. There was nowhere to be busy about, as far he knew they had all the herbs they needed to have and didn't really need to look for more, of course so their day doesn't get too boring. He could take Kestrelpaw out to check her knowledge about what those herbs look like and where they could be found. Stretching his legs he looked around all those waiting warriors and apprentices, his eyes looked over to Sunstar there, feeling rather helpless that he had no help to find their lost deputy Grassheart.

Olivefluff | Light | warrior | male | crush: Foxstrike | tags: open
He left his warm nest and padded out of the warrior's den, Shaking his fur as the cold weather fell on his still-warm pelt, making him chill a little bit. Yawning he stretched his legs, shaking his fur before looking around the clearing, his eyes immediately looked at Foxstrike there, making him feel rather embarrassed for some reason. Taking a deep breath he looked elsewhere toward where the leader and deputy were talking, probably about the morning patrols or tonight's gathering, he didn't really know what to think about meeting those in Dawnclan.

Pepperpaw | Light | apprentice | female | mentor: Cedarstripe | tags: Amberpaw, Swanpaw, Kestrelpaw
She looked at the two she-cats, trying to figure out what did happen between the two before she joined them. She nodded to Swampaw as she was first to greet and welcome her "sure, sure, I think my mentor wants me to eat before taking me out of whatever training he is planning for today" she meowed as she looked to her mentor in distance. She looked at Amberpaw, giving the white she-cat a playful yet awkward smile as she teased the Swampaw "do you think any of us will go to that gathering? I would like to go there, It could be my first time there" she meowed silently. She looked at Kestrelpaw "oh good morning Kestrelpaw" she meowed to the medicine cat apprentice.

Nectarpaw | Light | apprentice | male | mentor: Whitewillow | tags: open
He looked at the group of she-cat apprentices there, flicking his tail as he walked past them. He was not sure if could he be pleased or annoyed to be the only male apprentice at the camp now when the Foxpaw got his warrior name and joined the warrior's den. Shooking his black pelt he walked over to his mentor and the warrior Flutterdrift who he overheard asking something about how to hunt with a white pelt. He sat down near his mentor but kept silent for now as they had a conversation going on and he didn't want to bother them with his training questions.

[selasphorys]

𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗧𝗜𝗔𝗡𝗦𝗧𝗘𝗣
(dawnclan deputy - temp) (m) (45 mns) (omnisexual) (crush: thistledown) (x)
(location: dawnclan camp)
(tags: silverstar) (mentions: featherstone, shadowfire, apprentices, kits)

Gentianstep listened to Silverstar with pricked ears, nodding at appropriate times as she talked. "Hmm..." he mused, expression thoughtful. "Featherstone is a trustworthy cat, but I do worry about a queen attending. Without many warriors and apprentices there to protect her, she may be seriously hurt if LightClan chooses to break the peace. The kits need her right now." It pierced his heart to imagine Batkit and Zinniakit growing up without a queen to keep them warm in the nursery. He shivered, from both the fearful thought and the Leaf-bare cold. Composing himself, the deputy continued, "I agree that most of the apprentices should stay at camp. Spirepaw and Lightpaw are too aggressive and Sprigpaw is a bit too spontaneous. Skypaw may be a good choice, but his mentor can be... unpredictable." Something about Shadowfire just set his fur on end, even though the tom had proven himself a loyal warrior. Gentianstep watched the dark cat as he stalked around camp with his usual fiery glare. Several other warriors also seemed antsy and impatient as they awaited their orders. A cursory glance at the fresh-kill pile, or what was left of it, told him all he needed to know.

"Well, all this worrying won't keep our clanmates safe and fed. I had better organize the patrols now," Gentianstep meowed with a sigh. The tall tom rose to his paws and stretched. "A few hunting patrols should expend some of this nervous tension. Full bellies make happier warriors. We will also need a border patrol in case LightClan tries anything." He turned to his leader, tilting his head as he asked, "Silverstar, do you plan to lead a patrol this morning?"

𝗦𝗔𝗟𝗠𝗢𝗡𝗦𝗨𝗥𝗚𝗘
(dawnclan warrior) (f) (38 mns) (lesbian) (apprentice: spirepaw) (x)
(location: dawnclan nursery entrance)
(tags: featherstone, batkit, spirepaw) (mentions: none)

"You're very welcome!" Salmonsurge sang, pleased to see the queen and her kit enjoying the mouse. But her proud stance slumped a little at Batkit's dejected response to the leaf. A shadow of a scowl crossed Salmonsurge's face as she remembered her own lonely kithood. She quickly covered it with a cheerful grin as she tossed the leaf in Batkit's direction, exclaiming, "Well, Batkit, I could play with you instead! How about I teach you some extra special hunting moves after I get back from my patrols? If it's okay with your mother, of course." Salmonsurge looked over at Featherstone, whispering, "We'll hunt leaves just outside the nursery." Batkit's question about the gathering was directed toward her mother, so the warrior let Featherstone handle it. She doubted Silverstar would let a kit attend a gathering, least of all the tense one tonight. Salmonsurge turned to her apprentice instead, mewing with a hard look, "Spirepaw, the best way to practice skills is to teach them. You should go play with Batkit later." The sudden sharpness in her tone expressed that this was an order, not a request. No matter how boring her apprentice thought this would be, Salmonsurge would not tolerate Batkit being rejected by another young cat. Spirepaw had shown how self-centered and careless he could be. This would do him good.

𝗕𝗘𝗔𝗠𝗣𝗔𝗪
(dawnclan med cat app) (m) (7 mns) (demirom) (mentor: emberlight) (x)
(location: dawnclan medicine cat den)
(tags: emberlight) (mentions: none)

As Beampaw strained to see his mentor in the dimness of the morning, he found comfort in the amber gleam of her eyes. He drew toward Emberlight's beckoning warmth, padding closer on delicate paws. A stone of regret sunk in his belly when he heard her rasping words. "No, no, you should rest," he murmured, already wishing he hadn't woken her with his plaintive mew. Beampaw darted to his mentor's side to offer support if she needed help standing up. Up close, he couldn't help but notice the dullness of her flame-colored fur. The young apprentice's whiskers drooped.

His mentor's question caught him off guard. "Um... yes, yes you did," Beampaw answered with a gulp. He remembered Emberlight shaking something out of a dried flower-head for their clanmates, but that something escaped him now. Perhaps he would have known the answer in some other circumstance, when bad dreams hadn't clouded his mind. He found himself shying away from her bright gaze, looking down at his paws as he murmured, "I think it was poppy... flowers?"

𝗦𝗣𝗥𝗜𝗚𝗣𝗔𝗪
(dawnclan app) (f) (10 mns) (panrom) (mentor: flameflurry) (x)
(location: dawnclan apprentice den)
(tags: flameflurry, zinniakit) (mentions: spirepaw)

Sprigpaw listened to Flameflurry and Zinniakit, picking up on the sadness left unspoken. Though she knew there was a great darkness in Flameflurry's past, that history went far beyond what she could understand. She shared what warmth she could. "I'm here for you too, Flameflurry," she mewed gently, padding closer to her mentor. Sprigpaw smiled at the golden kit beside him, murmuring, "Thanks for cheering him up, Zinniakit." Looking back at Flameflurry, the tiny tortoiseshell sighed, "Spirepaw stomped on my tail and woke me up, but I'm okay. Do you have any plans for us today?" This morning's annoyance didn't seem like too much of a big deal, now that she thought about it. Sprigpaw would just have more of the day to train!

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𝗖𝗘𝗗𝗔𝗥𝗦𝗧𝗥𝗜𝗣𝗘
(lightclan warrior) (m) (45 mns) (heterosexual) (apprentice: pepperpaw) (x)
(location: lightclan camp)
(tags: foxstrike, oakstone) (mentions: sunstar, pepperpaw)

Cedarstripe recognized that fiery edge in Foxstrike's voice. That was a feeling he knew too well, an inferno that blazed within him even now. Cedarstripe had never been known for his patient dealings with DawnClan, and the recent losses threatened to push him past the limits of his stoic facade. So he couldn't be prouder of Foxstrike's civil yet vigilant approach to the gathering. "That's my warrior son," he rumbled, green eyes aglow. The brown tabby tom then caught the familiar scent of his brother. Cedarstripe turned his head to nod hello to Oakstone, touching his tail briefly to his littermate's flank. He knew that his brother had been hit hard by the deputy's continued absence--- Oakstone and Grassheart had been so close. Cedarstripe took special care to be there for his brother in these troubled days. "Morning, Oakstone. I'm alright, but how are you?" he meowed, voice soft. "Sorry to get you back on your paws so soon, but Foxstrike suggested we talk to Sunstar about joining a border patrol. It'll be good to burn out these pre-gathering anxieties. Would you like to come with us? I'll take Pepperpaw as well." Cedarstripe glanced at his apprentice, out with the others heading to the fresh-kill pile. The pile should be stocked enough to allow the young ones a morning meal. With a final wash of his chest fur, he stood up and shook out his tense muscles.

[Keesa]

Sunstar | Lightclan Leader | camp | tags: Bumblefoot

Sunstar became tense as he spoke, feeling as though frost had begun to creep along her spine. Even Bumblefoot… she wasn’t surprised exactly, but a part of her had hoped that he of all cats would understand why she couldn’t choose a new deputy, not yet. Some old wounds don’t heal, they remain open and weeping and no amount time can take away what it feels to know it’s there and have to pretend it’s not. So many moons stood between the cat she was now and the small broken thing that had dragged it’s way back home only to find a world that had moved on without her. She looked into his eyes, how long had it taken you to give me up for dead? One moon? Two? The accusation hung in her mind though she held her tongue. It would do no good to lash out at someone just trying to help. Still, the truth of the words stung. Her weakness was making the clan vulnerable and she hated it, even if her actions were the only thing that felt right. Sunstar her friends tail on her shoulder and she gave him a small tight smile. “Thank you for your counsel Bumblefoot, the help with patrols would be appreciated.” Her voice had taken on a formal edge, “but I would like to give an quick announcement before cats start leaving camp. I’d rather not blind side them right before with having to lie to Dawnclan. And I would like to say who is going to the gathering, best to let everyone know early.” She paused, something of her usual affection coming back into her expression, “your not going to like it but I want you to stay here. Dawnclan could try anything and It would mean a lot knowing that camp is protected by someone experienced that I trust. Will you do that for me?”


Swanpaw | apprentice Lightclan | camp | tags: Amberpaw, Pepperpaw, Kestrelpaw

Swanpaw stuck her tongue out at Amberpaw and was about to make a biting come back that was still in the works but could have been really cool when Pepperpaw mentioned the gathering and the large white apprentice seemed to deflate a bit. “I know I’m not going,” she muttered glumly, if she was it would have solved all her problems but after the last time she had been caught trying to cross the border Sunstar had made it pretty clear the gathering was a no go. Her ear flicked as another voice joined their conversation, “Kestrelpaw!” She yowled, her enthusiasm returning with the addition of another apprentice to their little gathering, “We’re going to the fresh kill pile together, you should join us!” Four apprentices, they were like they’re own patrol! With one final glower towards Amperpaw she meowed, “Fine, since I’m being to slow for you, let’s race! Last one to the fresh kill pile looses!” And she took off at a run.

Thistledown | Dawnclan warrior | camp | tags: Lightpaw, Skypaw, Shadowfire

Thistledown smiled with relief as the two brothers seemed to cheer up at the suggestion. He had done it, he had said the right thing and not made everything worse. “Ok, come find me when you’ve eaten some prey and are ready to go!” He meowed in a voice he hoped sounded up beat then pulled his head out of the apprentice den, sitting down and giving his back a few short licks to settle the fur on his back. Now he just had to talk to Shadowfire, his stomach twisted into knots. What if Shadowfire already had training plans for Skypaw? What if he didn’t want to train together? Would he be upset Thistledown had asked the apprentices before asking him and gotten their hopes up? The thought of disappointing Lightpaw made him shake himself off and stand. He could spiral into why it’s all day they didn’t have all day, he could do this, for Lightpaw. Seeing Shadowfire walking around the camp Thistledown walked over to him and attempted a friendly smile, “um, hi Shadowfire” he meowed, was his voice a little higher then usual? He hoped to starclan it was just his imagination. “I was hoping we could train Skypaw and Lightpaw together today? If you want to that is! But um, it would really mean a lot… please?” He looked at the dark furred warrior, an almost pleasing look on his face.