𝕋𝕣𝕒𝕟𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕝ℂ𝕝𝕒𝕟 ☮ ℕ𝕠𝕥 𝔸𝕔𝕔𝕖𝕡𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘

[Takk]

☪Bluewhisker ♂||Warrior||47 moons||→Moosestar, Mistlespots, Timberfoot, Tigerlily

The large, fluffy tom sat with his tail curled around his front paws. Listening calmly to what Moosestar had to say, his mind carefully went over the likely options weighing in here. Mistlespots, usually calm and collected, might not find a reason to put her brother in danger by picking fights. At the same time, the extra territory could secure more prey for Cherrycloud and Ashkit. Tigerlily might be eager to put herself to work, but he had no idea if Timberfoot would simply follow her lead or not. While he had some worry, Rabbitpaw was more than ready to face a warrior her size if he lead her into battle. Her agility and quick thinking would make her a slippery target... Still, it wasn't a fight he was eager to start. Depending on how the others split however, he would have to prepare to respond accordingly to both sides. For now, he sat quietly as his gaze followed Moosestar's to Tigerlily.

✨Vervainclaw ♀||Warrior||26 moons||→Thistleflight

It was days like this that reminded her why she wished her fur was short and pretty like Cherrycloud's or Goldmask. She'd spent a bit of the morning weaving the reeds of the warriors den, trying to keep herself busy until the patrols returned. Littlepaw would need to have some kind of training to do today and the idea of a sundown patrol frightened her with this rain. The idea of her messing up and getting her apprentice hurt constantly pressured her mind, like the worlds biggest rock. Taking shelter in the den for a moment to at least smooth her pelt a little, her thoughts were broken as quickly as they'd come by Thistleflight. Her ears pricked and the fur on her neck fluffed self consciously. "Uh- Sorry! I was lost in thought, I didn't..." Feeling rather small when she got in the way, Vervainclaw tried not to shrink in her pelt. "You sound restless, is everything alright?"

☂Blacksky ♂||Warrior||24 moons||→None

His deep orange eyes focused on the prey pile a bit grimly. Depending on how well the patrols faired, it was likely another patrol would need to be send out before twilight; as if anyone could tell the time of day the dark clouds overhead. His tail hung heavily like a dead rabbit as he padded across camp to keep watch towards the northern territory. He hadn't seen where the patrol had gone, but he doubted there'd be any fat rabbits running around the moors just begging to caught. Settling for cold, wet fish was fine, but he would kill for a warm mouse in his belly... Regardless, he sat a silent watch for the patrols. Not like the other clan was going to wander over when the river would easily sweep them away.

[Queen of flames]

Frostegret - 115m - elder - cismale - love interest: none - tags: Icestep, Softheart
> The patched white cat cleaned his sort fur as he listened to the two other elders, which were not really elders but had their own limitations which took them away to do their warrior duties. He listened to them, flicking his ears over to Icestep "Hm? Well the den back then was pretty warm and dry, the storms, or rains didn't really bother there at all" he responded to the black and white she-cat "There was that one time when lights shut down by lightning, I think...and there was a small fire inside the two legs den, I don't really know what happened back then, but my owner was very on panic" he meowed to them.

Goldmask - 30m - warrior - male - love interest: Vervainclaw - apprentice: Oilpaw - tags: Oilpaw, Creekshine, Dullgaze, Emberheart
> He watched after the young tom, only smiling as he kind of missed some of the prey they were found so far "Don't worry about that Oilpaw, this weather is not good for hunting, and like we have a hard time getting any scents from preys the preys need to be extra alert too" he meowed to him silently. He caught one mouse too, and a very unlucky bird, but so far that was everything he was managed to get. His eyes looked around the others on the patrols "Maybe we could get those back to camp, and try again later when or if this storm calms down?" he meowed looking at his apprentice and the two other warriors there.

Pumacloud - 22m - warrior - male - love interest: open - apprentice: open - tags: Tinyfang, Flypaw, Gorsewhisper
> A deep sight escaped the young warrior, this was his first time leading the patrol, and so far things were getting very well, but the weather was annoying. The rain washed anything away and mixed the scent trails on things so he needed to sniff extra hard to make sure they were not any dangers or trespassers covering out on the rain somewhere. He looked over to the two warriors behind him and nodded "Yeah there is nothing there so let's go back, we need to take another patrol when this stupid rain stops" he meowed to them as he turned around to walk back toward the camp.

Lotusflower - 14m - warrior - female - love interest: open - apprentice: n/a - tags: open
> She was not invited to the morning patrols and just sat there watching the camp at the dry spot near the warrior's den. The rain didn't really please her to do anything at all, although she was already getting a little bored.

Seapaw - 7m - apprentice - female - love interest: Flypaw & Oilpaw - mentor: Mudface - tags: open
> She was up when the morning patrols were organized but was not invited to either of them, so she get back to her nest to get some more sleep, as now she had some time as her mentor did seem to have some business at the medicine cats den. Curling up to her nest as she listened to the rain dropping to the ground on outside the apprentice's den itself was pretty silent as most of the others were out for the patrols or doing their own things.

[Oakleafthewarrior]

Plumpaw | 8 Moons | Genderqueer (she/he/they) | Tags: Oakpaw (Seapaw, apprentice den)

The apprentices clearly didn't have enough to do today. Plumpaw was too awake with the rain and thunder to go back to his nest but she didn't have anything to do really around camp.. nothing they wanted to do at least. They'd wait for Thistleflight to come get them. Maybe they'd take them out to train. For now, they joined Oakpaw at the entrance to the apprentice den, sitting behind him and pawing playfully at their thrashing tail.

"I hope the rain stops soon. The river is gonna be super full after this and the moor will just be a big puddle." Plumpaw felt that talking would make things a little less dull in the apprentice den.

[SoftBeee]

38 Moons ➥ He/Him ➥ Widow ➥ @ Hunting Party

The large tom sighed, his paws brushing the earth bitterly as he walked among the other cats, his mind straying to his daughter. He wished she had be included in their hunt, but alas was not the case. Perhaps he should ask her mentor if maybe he could attend her training sessions, to keep her progress? Well, it was more so keep her safe...
He held onto these thoughts the entire time the party lurked about, keeping his mind preoccupied from the hunt. Well, at least he caught a small thrush to show he had put in some effort, although he was clearly distracted the whole time. He was pulled out of his thoughts only by Goldmask's question, causing him to jump a little and drop the bird he held.
"Oh, um-," He looked around at the other cats, his green eyes clearing as he tried to focus once again. "We should have enough, yes? It is still New-Leaf, we should get time for the prey to come out once again and replenish the forest." He leaned over, picking the bird back up in his teeth, swishing his tail as he felt embarrassed.

6 Moons ➥ She/Her ➥ Uninterested ➥ @ No One

The young apprentice crawled out of her nest, stretching as she leaned forward, feeling the sun hit her face. It looked like it would be a good morning, with warm beams now compared to the frosty leaf-bare that had just passed. It was interesting, considering that this was really her first new-leaf. This would be the first time she had seen things grow, and sprout. The thought was interesting!
Sorrelpaw let out a loud yawn, seemingly exaggerated, as she pulled herself forward, shaking her hind legs and she finished stretching. She looked around, noticing the absence of her father. She sniffed, why was she looking for him when he wouldn't give her the answers she sought! She dramatically turned her head to the side, huffing a bit. She didn't need him, she could find other cats to tell her, those not pressured by her father. Then, a thought hit her; did anyone even want to tell her?
The small cat frowned, her eyes landing to her feet. She noticed the fur along her forelegs was a bit scruffy, and she sighed. She began to bathe herself, at least she had some time before Roseleaf would come to take her out training.

[Cradily]

🐯Tigerlily - Deputy - Female - 40 moons - Crush: Moosestar - Tags: Moosestar, Mistlespots, Bluewhisker, Timberfoot

Tigerlily's tail was wrapped tightly around her paws as she listened to her leader's plan to take back the land that was rightfully theirs. It was risky, for sure; even though they were used to less-than-dry conditions, the storm that had been brewing since last night had only gotten worse. The rain thundered on the roof above them and the wind howled outside, blowing droplets into the den and onto the cats gathered there. "It's a good plan," she began at last, somewhat hesitantly. "There's no way that WildClan could beat us in these conditions. My concern is not them, but the river. As Mistlespots said, it's bound to be flooded by now, and with this storm going on, the current will be especially strong. I suppose we could take the bridge that leads to Fourtrees, and go around...From there we'd only have to cross the stream to get to Sunningrocks, but it would take a lot longer than cutting through the river." She knew she sounded conflicted and unsure, which wasn't a great look considering she was the deputy, but they had to weigh their options carefully. Still, she wanted to support Moosestar. "Today is probably one of the best days for it, from a strategic standpoint," she pointed out. "WildClan will be thinking the same thing as you, Mistlespots; that we wouldn't dare set paw on Sunningrocks the day before the gathering, and especially not in weather like this. They'll never see it coming, and it'll give us the upper paw. I think we can pull it off, but we have to do it carefully." Her claws slid out as she remembered her father, killed by a WildClan warrior only moons ago the last time they had fought over Sunningrocks. And I have to avenge him.

🪵Timberfoot - Warrior - Male - 40 moons - Tags: Moosestar, Mistlespots, Bluewhisker, Tigerlily

Timberfoot's pelt prickled uneasily as he listened to the other senior warriors discuss whether they should invade or not. His and Tigerlily's father had been killed in a battle over Sunningrocks only a few moons earlier, and he guessed that was part of the reason why she seemed so willing to go along with this dangerous plan. She didn't want to take Sunningrocks back as badly as she wanted to avenge their father's death. Timberfoot, on the other paw, was less worried about avenging the dead and more worried about protecting the living. But if the leader and deputy were in agreement, he wasn't sure he could change their minds. "I'm with Mistlespots on this one, I think it's too dangerous," he meowed at last, then added quickly, "But, of course, I follow your orders, Moosestar."

🌊Riverripple - Warrior - Male - 26 moons - Crush: Creamflower - Tags: Open

-sleeping-

💦Creekshine - Warrior - Female - 13 moons - Tags: Emberheart, Goldmask, Dullgaze, Oilpaw

Creekshine sloshed miserably through the mud, a soaked water vole hanging limply from her jaws. It was the only thing she had caught all morning, and she was about ready to point out how useless hunting in this weather was when Goldmask took the words out of her mouth. "Finally," she mumbled around her mouthful of vole, already turning and heading back in the direction of camp, her tail lashing behind her in annoyance. She felt like she was the only TranquilClan cat who hated getting wet, and secretly attributed this to her birth being an accident. I wasn't meant to be born. At least not here, not to these cats, she thought.

🪰Flypaw - Apprentice - Male - 8 moons - Mentor: Tinyfang - Tags: Tinyfang, Pumacloud, Gorsewhisper

Flypaw glared skeptically at Tinyfang when she expressed concern for him. "I don't get sick," he growled, sticking his muzzle a bit too close to her face. "And even if I did, we both know you wouldn't care." When Pumacloud finally agreed to head back to camp, he scoffed. "Took you long enough to figure that out! This whole patrol was a waste of time!" He stomped angrily past the warriors, splashing each of them as he walked by, although it wasn't clear whether he meant to or not.

[Kenjaku]

🪲Beetlepaw🪲
tom ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ appearance ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ medicine cat apprentice ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ tags: mothtumble
"Thank you," Beetlepaw smiled at his mentor. Mothtumble was so patient and kind with him, he really appreciated it. It reminded him of his old clan, it made him feel like he really did belong afterall. He was especially appreciative of her standing up for him in front of Mudface, even if it didn't matter in the end. Some of the cats in the clan just didn't accept him, and he'd come to terms with it. Some cats were simply stuck in their ways, and ultimately, it wasn't his job to change that.

As Mudface headed out of the den, he turned to face his mentor. "We're running low on a few herbs; I think I used the last of the blackberry leaves, and we're low on borage, coltsfoot, and dock leaves. Would you like me to go out looking? I don't mind the rain," he offered. "Thank you again, for sticking up for me. You really don't have to," Beetlepaw added as an afterthought.

🪔Oilpaw🪔
tom ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ appearance ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ apprentice ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ tags: hunting patrol

Goldmask's encouragement made him feel a little better. "Thank you, Goldmask," he smiled. He was such a kind mentor, Oilpaw was so thankful he had Goldmask as his mentor. "Going back to camp sounds good to me!" he nodded, happy at the idea of being out of the rain. He picked the mouse he'd caught and waited for the others to turn back home. He followed, a little bit on edge from the lightning. The thought of getting dry kept him going.

👹Mudface👹
molly ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ appearance ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ warrior ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ tags: mothtumble, sorrelpaw

"He could do it a little gentler," she complained, but let it go with a huff. Mothtumble wasn't her object of ire, no need to argue with her. She was just doing her part in the grand scheme of things. "I'd be grateful if you could change it later, thank you," she nodded. She didn't miss Mothtumble's gaze as she looked out at the leader assembling his warriors. She followed her gaze, and mumbled a soft, "curious." Mudface wondered what the meeting was about, and had a bad feeling about it. Nothing good was going to come of it, she was sure. "Hm?" she turned to face Mothtumble again, before shaking her head, "no thanks. I hate how poppy seeds make me feel, I'm so sensitive to them. I'll be okay, the pain isn't that bad."

"Thank you for your help, Mothtumble. Have a good rest of your morning," she excused herself, padding back to the warrior's den. There was no use standing around in the rain, getting wet. She passed a young apprentice on her way in, and stopped to say hello. "You should be in the safety of your den, Sorrelpaw," she teased, voice playful. "Your dad wouldn't want you in this rain!"

🌾Gorsewhisper🌾
molly ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ appearance ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ warrior ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ tags: border patrol
Gorsewhisper let out a relieved sigh. "Good, let's get back in one piece," she advised, following the lead back towards camp. She couldn't smell anything lurking out in the rain, no Wildclan cats or predators. They hadn't explored the border fully, but she was sure it would be fine. Surely Wildclan, not fit for the water, were safely in their dens waiting out the storm. Making a move on Tranquilclan land in a time like this would be insane.

💝Softheart💝
molly ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ appearance ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ elder ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ tags: icestep & frostegret
"That sounds nice, nice and warm. Do you ever miss your kittypet life, Frostegret?" she asked, turning her head in his direction. Her white pupils didn't settle on him, but in his general direction, rather. "A fire inside the den sounds dangerous. But twolegs do seem to enjoy starting fires, I shouldn't be surprised," she shrugged. Softheart had never really considered kittypet life, but it sounded nice in abstract. She would miss the adventures of clan life, she thought.

[SoftBeee]

(you know, this is on me for forgetting it's raining, woopsie)

6 Moons ➥ She/Her ➥ Uninterested ➥ @ Mudface

Sorrelpaw raised her curled ears, catching sight of another molly walked by, hearing them speak. Rain?, she thought, before realizing her pelt was indeed, wet, and not from bathing. The molly stumbled back, letting out a squeak. "Are you serious?!" She sniffed, her nose twitching as a water droplet made it's way down her muzzle. I'm such a mouse-brain, I must've still been dreaming! She flopped backward into the den, onto her back, before scrambling to get back up. How clumsy she must have looked, embarrassing! She quickly sat up, trying to look more presentable. "Obviously I knew that! Dad's opinion doesn't matter to me anyways!" His opinion did, boy was he gonna freak out when he knew of this.

[C a s]

⌠✯⌡→ Moosestar → 43 mns | ♂ | Apprentice: | Crush: Featherleap | Tags: Tigerlily, Mistlespots, Bluewhisker, Timberfoot

Moosestar held his tongue as the warriors spoke, the tip of his fluffy tail twitching curiously. The cats' opinions were
split, it seemed, all making good points. "It would be dangerous," the tom finally mewed. His statement was puctuated by a crash of lightning, as if proving his point. The tom's gaze followed the noise towards the den's mouth, and through the mist, he
could almost make out a silver shape. The figure was only there for a mere moment, just an illusion through the sheet of
the rain, but it was enough to make Moosestar's heart leap, as he was certain it was the familiar shape of Featherleap. For a heart-beat longer the tom stared into the rain, as if trying to will what he thought he'd seen to be real.
Decisevely, Moosestar's gaze whipped back to Tigerlily and the senior warriors. He'd been given all the sign he needed, even if it hadn't been real. "When I was awarded the name Mooseheart," he began, "it was because I took back Sunningrocks. The last victory we had was won following my charge." Moosestar's claws unnsheated, his large white paws kneading the dirt beneath them. "If TranquilClan is anything, we are brave. Every time a cat engages in battle, they're at risk to lose their life, despite the Warrior Code. While it's shameful to murder another cat in a dispute, it is inevitable. As warriors, we accept this risk. No; we relish that risk." It was clear the tom's mind was made up.
The gray-and-white tom stood to his paws. "Once the border patrol returns, I will gather our Clanmates and assemble a battle patrol. I will lead us to Sunningrocks. We'll inspect the river; if it seems uncrossable, we'll follow Tigerlily's idea of using our access to Fourtrees. Mistlespots and Timberfoot - you'll be with me, on the battle patrol. Go see Mothtumble before we leave - tell her to prepare for injuries. Bluewhisker, guard the camp's entrance. Don't let any cat out. We need as many warriors here as possible, to make sure TranquilClan is defended while many of us are gone on this patrol. Alright - let's get started. You're all dismissed. I'll call a meeting as soon as I catch the border patrol's scent."
As the warriors begin to file out of his den, Moosestar let his tail-tip rest on Tigerlily's flank. "Tigerlily, a word please?"

⌠❣⌡→ Tinyfang → 34 mns | ♀ | Apprentice: Flypaw | Crush: | Tags: Flypaw, Pumacloud, Gorsewhisper

The black-and-white cat had been about to respond to Pumacloud when Flypaw interrupted. She flinched as he thrust his muzzle near hears, his words coming out in a hiss. Tinyfang's ears flattened to her head, and with everything in her, she wanted to slash the tom's nose. As he stomped ahead of the patrol, Tinyfang's claws unsheathed, water splashing her from his paws. A growl rumbled in her throat, and she tried to force her fur flat. When Gorsewhisper spoke, Tinyfang suddenly remembered she was on a patrol - and showing that patrol that she had no control over her apprentice. "Sorry..." she mumbled, embarassment dripping from her tone. Tinyfang bounded after Flypaw, though her paws and heart both felt heavy. I never should have become this cat's mentor. I can't even keep him in line! I've been training him for two moons, and I think he's only gotten worse... Tinyfang trotted behind the tom, her pace slow, and he gaze following her small white paws.

⌠∞⌡→ Oakpaw → 10 mns | ♂ | Mentor: Timberfoot | Crush: | Tags: Plumpaw

Having been lost in thought, paws on the Oakpaw's tail made the tom jump. "Hey- oh, Plumpaw." Oakpaw mewed as he realized who was there. The tabby tom nodded along to the other apprentice's words. "You're right; I hope Timberfoot doesn't drag me all the way to the moor today...and I hope Thistleflight takes it easy on you, too." Oakpaw flicked his tail towards the leader's den. "Moosestar has had the senior warriors in there all morning. I wonder what they could be talking about...and I hope it doesn't take too much longer. I'm getting bored." To Oakpaw, even a wet pelt was worth having something to do.

⌠❆⌡→ Icestep → 81 mns | ♀ | Apprentice: | Mate: Graywind, Owlfoot | Tags: Frostegret, Softheart

For a moment, Icestep just quietly listened. "The life of a kittypet is so different," she finally murmured, deciding to drop the topic of a flood. After all, on a day like that, thinking of such things would just scare a cat. "It would be nice not to have to worry about the elements...no more soggy pelt, not having to worry about how the snow will affect how much prey there is...but I would miss the Clan too much. Even being old and useless in the Clan like us can be fulfilling." Humor glimmered in her eyes and she tapped Frostegret' flank with her tail. "I'm glad you got to join us, Frostegret, and finally taste fresh-kill and see what it's like to live in a group of cats that all care for one another." Icestep's memories of TranquilClan had always been fond. She'd experienced quite a bit of heartache here herself, but to the elder, it was worth it - her life so far in the Clan had been rich with experiences and love.

⌠☁⌡→ Cherrycloud → 38 mns | ♀ | Apprentice: | Crush: Timberfoot | Tags: Ashkit, Creamflower, Rabbitpaw

"You're right, Creamflower," Cherrycloud finally agreed. "I worry too much." The ginger cat's ears pricked and swiveled towards the den's mouth, catching the sound of Rabbitpaw entering. "Oh, good morning, Rabbitpaw," the she-cat purred with a dip of her head. "You made a good choice - fish is Creamflower's favorite!" The queens had spent a lot of time together, being the only residents of the den, save for Ashkit. "I'm not very hungry, but I'll see if Ashkit wasnt a bite."

⌠☄⌡→ Ashkit → 6 mns | ♂ | Mentor: | Crush: | Tags: Creamflower, Rabbitpaw, Cherrycloud

Ashkit had been sleeping peacefully, and was now awoken by a few firm licks on the top of his head. The tiny gray cat awoke with a massive yawn, rolling onto his side and stretching out his limbs. "Good morning, little one," Cherrycloud purred to him, continuing to groom his pelt. "Rabbitpaw brought a perch. Would you like to share it with Creamflower?"
Ashkit's eyes widened at the announcement by his mother. "Yes please!" He mewed, hopping to his paws. He wasted no time bounding straight towards Rabbitpaw, nearly crashing into her. "Rabbitpaw, Rabbitpaw!" He chirped, weaving around her paws. "Do you think you can take me training with you after we eat? I'm six moons already, you know! I'll be an apprentice any sunrise now! I bet I could keep up with you!"
"You know you can't leave the camp, Ashkit; or even the den in this weather!" Cherrycloud scolded the kit, though it didn't daunt Ashkit; he was still staring up at Rabbitpaw, green eyes glimmering with hope.

[Poppycorn222]

♥ Mothtumble ♥
♥ She-cat ♥ 42 Moons ♥ Medicine Cat ♥
♥ Location: Medicine Den ♥ Tags: Beetlepaw, Mudface ♥ Crush: Moosestar ♥ Apprentice: Beetlepaw ♥

Mothtumble gave a small nod to Mudface as she rejected her offer for a poppy seed. Once Mudface left, Mothtumble turned to Beetlepaw, giving him a smile. "There's no need to thank me, Mudface is just acts like a cranky old fox sometimes" She mewed with a laugh, her whiskers twitching in amusement. "As far as collecting more herbs. . . I don't want you out in this rain alone, so pick a warrior to go with you, ok? Just to ease my worries?" She asked, padding to the back of the den and taking a look at their stores, Beetlepaw was right, they were low on those herbs. "Would you also try and find some cobwebs? I doubt that there will be any with this downpour but it's worth a shot." She padded back over to her apprentice, giving him a reassuring nudge to the shoulder. "And don't let cats like Mudface get to you, just because your roots don't lie within the clan, doesn't mean you're not just as much of a clan cat as the rest of us. You're doing a wonderful job and I think that it'll be time to give you your full name soon."

↗ Rabbitpaw ↗
↗ She-cat ↗ 11 Moons ↗ Apprentice ↗
↗ Location: Apprentices Den ↗ Tags: Creamflower, Cherrycloud ↗ Crush: Open ↗ Mentor: Bluewhisker ↗

Rabbitpaw laughed at the kitten, "If Cherrycloud would let me, I'd take you out and teach you some good hunting moves." She mewed, tapping the kit on the head with her paw. "I bet you could keep up with me! In fact, I bet you're already even better than me. Why don't you show me some of your battle moves." She purred, crouching down and readying herself for whatever attack Ashkit might throw at her. The den was spacious enough, at least in Rabbitpaw's opinion, for them to have a little fun, especially without getting wet. Ashkit didn't need to get sick before his apprentice ceremony, she knew how much that would suck for him and she didn't want that. "Show me your best move! See if you can knock me off my paws."

☄ Thistleflight ☄
☄ Tom ☄ 28 Moons ☄ Warrior ☄
☄ Location: Warriors Den ☄ Tags: Vervainclaw ☄ Crush: Open ☄ Apprentice: Plumpaw ☄

"Don't apologize, it was my fault." Thistleflight insisted, giving her a small smile, settling himself down in a sitting position next to her, his tail still rapidly flicking from side to side as he watched the entrance of the den."Moosestar gathered the senior warriors in his den. . . I know I'm not as old as them but I have just as much to offer. . I should be in there too." He mewed, irritation slipping in to his voice. His claws dug into the ground as he saw them all excited, except for Moosestar and Tigerlily. His gaze fixed on his sister as she spoke quietly to Timberfoot. "I just don't understand why I'm not there too. Mistlespots gets to be there, and I'm her brother. We had the same mentor for Starclan's sake, I just don't get it." He huffed, tearing his gaze away from the den entrance and back to Vervainclaw. "I guess it's too late for me to be there now," he huffed, "Are you ok? You look like something spooked you."

◼ Mistlespots ◼
◼ She-cat ◼ 58 Moons ◼ Senior Warrior ◼
◼ Location: Leader's Den ◼ Tags: Moosestar, Tigerlily, Bluewhisker, Timberfoot ◼ Crush: Open ◼ Apprentice:N/A ◼

Mistlespots kept her mouth shut as Moosestar spoke, she remembered the day he came back from Sunning Rocks and hot his warrior name, it surely was one the clan wasn't going to forget for a long time. As much as she didn't want to do this, she'd respect her leaders wishes, though she'd be careful in executing them. With her and Timberfoot there, they should be able to try and keep the fighting to a minimum and take the piece of territory without too much of a battle, at least she hoped so. . . She walked out of the den, waiting for Timberfoot to follow. "I don't think this is a good idea, especially not with the gathering being tomorrow night and the river being flooded. It just doesn't seem like Starclan is working on our favor."She mewed, her voice soft and it held a serious tone to it. "However, we do have to respect Moosestar's orders. I'm just worried about Tigerlily. . .She took your father's death so hard and it seems like this might be her chance to get back at Wildclan for his death." She looked at the tom with an apologetic glance, "My apologies, I didn't mean any offense to Tigerlily, her passion about things makes her a wonderful warrior, but. . some things are better left alone in my opinion."

♔ Strikinggaze ♔
♔ Tom ♔ 32 Moons ♔ Warrior ♔
♔ Location: Warriors Den ♔ Tags: Open ♔ Crush: Open ♔ Apprentice: N/A ♔

Strikinggaze awoke when the patrols were called, and he had been awake ever since. The tom hadn't been chosen for any of the morning patrols, and was grateful for that. With the rain pouring down like this, he did not want to be out in it. The tom stuck his paw out of the den, letting the rain fall on his paw pads. It didn't seem like it was going to be letting up any time soon, much to his dismay, and he figured the rest of the clans as well. Unfortunately, his sister, Dullgaze, had been chosen and he felt bad for her. Even if the two didn't speak, Strikinggaze loved his sister and was worried for her safety out in a storm like this. He kept his gaze fixed on the entrance of camp, hoping for her safe return. He expected he'd be called for a patrol later in the day, so he stayed put in the warm cozy den.

♙ Dullgaze ♙
♙ Tom ♙ 32 Moons ♙ Warrior ♙
♙ Location: Forest ♙ Tags: Emberheart, Creekshine, Goldmask, Oilpaw ♙ Crush: Open ♙ Apprentice: N/A ♙

Dullgaze continued to follow the patrol home, keeping herself towards the back. She didn't speak when everyone else started a conversation, just keeping her mouth tightly around her mouse and squirrel. There wasn't anything for her to say anyway, so why start talking. It's not like they would actually listen to her anyway. Her paws ached for her to get back to camp, to crawl into her own next and start drying her fur.

✗ Ashclaw ✗
✗ Tom ✗ 38 Moons ✗ Loner ✗
✗ Location: Two-leg Place ✗ Tags: Open ✗ Mate: Dolly ✗

Ashclaw sat under the protection of the lip of the roof of Dolly's two-leg home, sitting on their front steps, waiting for the rain to stop. He had been wandering the two-leg place when it started, and he immediately took shelter under the roof. It made him feel safe to be where Dolly used to live, knowing she was watching over him with their two kittens by her side. He looked up at the sky, watching as the rain poured down in sheets. For some reason, this storm didn't unnerve him, it calmed him down. . except when he thought about his sister, Cherrycloud, and his son, Ashkit, who were in Tranquilclan, having to deal with the weather. He frowned, his paws itching to run to them, to protect them from the storm, but he knew that wasn't possible. He had chosen to leave the clan, and that is where he must stay.

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Creamflower listens to Cherrycloud saying she'll let her and Ashkit eat the perch first. "As long as you're sure you don't want it first Cherrycloud." she said before padding over to the perch. She lays down and takes a bite of the perch, savoring the delicious taste.