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[ 41 moons - male - warrior ] - [ mentor to condorpaw - located in camp/apprentices den - tags: condorpaw, nettlepaw]
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Sootpool awoke at the sound of his denmates rising and shuffling from their nests. It felt like any other day to him as he stretched out and gave himself a quick grooming. He left the den soon after and gazed around camp, observing the clan. His eyes landed on the leader and deputy in conversation. Perhaps patrols would be sent out soon? He thought for a moment, then turned towards the sound erupting from the apprentice's den. "Apprentices..." He mumbled, but he still got up and headed toward the den. Poking his head into the den, he immediately noticed Condorpaw and Nettlepaw playfighting and let out an amused purr. "I appreciate the passion you two have for... your battle training," he meowed gently " but I think the two of you need to work on your stealth first."
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[ 24 moons - female - warrior ] - [ located in camp - tags: open ]
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Softstep's eyes flickered open as a warm breeze gently ruffled her fur. She grumbled softly, but got up and stretched regardless. It was time to get to work, whatever that would be. Her stomach grumbled as she rose from her nest and exited the warrior's den, heading straight to the fresh-kill pile to pick up something to eat. Although most days her fur was a mess from just waking up, she always waited until after she ate to groom it. She needed a good meal before she could do anything. Today, she picked a mouse from the pile and ate it as if it were her last meal. She purred as she covered the bones of it and finally began to groom herself. As she groomed herself, she pricked her ears to listen to the elder's stories. Once she was older, she hoped she'd have the best stories to tell kits. Although, she wasn't sure about becoming an elder. It seemed far too boring.
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[ 41 moons - male - warrior ] - [ mentor to condorpaw - located in camp/apprentices den - tags: condorpaw, nettlepaw]
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Sootpool awoke at the sound of his denmates rising and shuffling from their nests. It felt like any other day to him as he stretched out and gave himself a quick grooming. He left the den soon after and gazed around camp, observing the clan. His eyes landed on the leader and deputy in conversation. Perhaps patrols would be sent out soon? He thought for a moment, then turned towards the sound erupting from the apprentice's den. "Apprentices..." He mumbled, but he still got up and headed toward the den. Poking his head into the den, he immediately noticed Condorpaw and Nettlepaw playfighting and let out an amused purr. "I appreciate the passion you two have for... your battle training," he meowed gently " but I think the two of you need to work on your stealth first."
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[ 24 moons - female - warrior ] - [ located in camp - tags: open ]
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Softstep's eyes flickered open as a warm breeze gently ruffled her fur. She grumbled softly, but got up and stretched regardless. It was time to get to work, whatever that would be. Her stomach grumbled as she rose from her nest and exited the warrior's den, heading straight to the fresh-kill pile to pick up something to eat. Although most days her fur was a mess from just waking up, she always waited until after she ate to groom it. She needed a good meal before she could do anything. Today, she picked a mouse from the pile and ate it as if it were her last meal. She purred as she covered the bones of it and finally began to groom herself. As she groomed herself, she pricked her ears to listen to the elder's stories. Once she was older, she hoped she'd have the best stories to tell kits. Although, she wasn't sure about becoming an elder. It seemed far too boring.
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