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[mango sherbet]

S U N P A W

|| She-cat | Thirteen moons | Apprentice | Picture ||
|| Shy | Talking to Moonshade and Silverspirit | Feeling unusually quiet ||

Sunpaw paused before hesitantly padding out of the cover of the trees. "Hi, Silverspirit," She meowed, dipping her head respectfully. "Moonshade..." She opened her mouth to spit out a retort, but held it back. "Hi." She ended up saying finally. The young she-cat padded to her mother's side, purring as she rubbed against Moonshade's flank.

F O X C H A S E R

|| Tom | Thirteen moons | Warrior | Picture ||
|| Excited | Out of camp | On patrol ||

Foxchaser smiled shyly at Cinderpaw, admiring her glittering eyes. "Hi, Cinderpaw." He pushed forward to the front of the patrol, shoulder to shoulder with Raccoonstrike, looking at her. Cinderpaw was always most beautiful when she was cheerful. Foxchaser's heart raced as Cinderpaw joined the patrol. Perhaps today he would make a move. He let himself fall to the rear, lost in possibilities.

[darĸнowl]

(( OH! Sherbet! I updated Moonshade's form, according to the mother stuff. Check it out for me! I hope i got it right ; ) ))

.: M O O N S H A D E :.

Moonshade blinked when Sunpaw looked almost uncomfortable for a moment and she just looked down at her. She's getting tall. Nearly up to my chin. She smiled proudly at her daughter and purred when she rubbed up against her. She licked the top of Sunpaw's head tenderly. She missed having to spend all her time with her kits. "Hello," she mewed quite happily; despite her deep conversation with Silverspirit. Her beautiful dark eyes sparkled and she said, "I'm sorry I left without telling you, darling." She licked her white cheek.

[♥Cheshire's_Heart♥]

-Robintail-

Robintail was pulled from her thought process as Foxchaser pushed his way forward to the front of the patrol to greet Cinderpaw. Robintail was slightly annoyed at the energetic young tom for his actions cause Robintail to stumble slightly back a few paces. She did not show her annoyance prominently or very long though since she believed she knew the circumstances of his actions. Her smiled a very small smile with a little inaudible chuckle before she walked a little past the younger warrior and apprentice to proceed with the patrol. More than likely the two would start to talk and frankly Robintail did not want to be a bother and be between the two. She stood a few mouse lengths behind Raccoonstrike and waited for his signal for the group to move on.

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-Jaystripe-

Jaystripe nodded at his assembled hunting group and then nodded as he slipped out the entrance and lead them on. He waited til they were all a little ways into the forest before he started to scent the air for nearby prey. While smaller cats were able to climb trees and glide through the air to kill feathery prey, Jaystripe's size prevented him from being able to do so with out injury or making a lot of noise. However, Jaystripe could most definitely take down larger prey with his mass size and snap their necks easily. One thought that was sticking in the back of Jaystripe's mind was the impending danger of the thunderpath. It had only been one moon since brother, Sparrowjump, had been killed by one of those shiny monsters. Sparrowjump had never been the brightest of the three litter mates, but the thunderpath incident was not out of his stupidity but of one of another. Jaystripe had not spoken to one cat but about the accident except his sister Robintail. Robintail had more emotion of the death of their brother than Jaystripe did. It was unsettling at the time. As they grew nearer to the path, Jaystripe decided to take an opportunity to test his young apprentice's skill. "What do you smell around here Seapaw?" Jaystripe asked as he halted the hunting patrol briefly to wait for Seapaw's answer.

[zoketi.]

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• tom | warrior | 32 moons | in forest, on patrol •

Raccoonstrike flicked his tail at Cinderpaw. He shifted his paws, hesitating, then spoke. "Next time, ask me before leaving camp." He scolded softly, the amused twinkle in his eyes gone for a moment. He was slightly frustrated her disappearance, but didn't let much show. He rarely ever became angry, especially not with his own apprentice. She'd learn, hopefully. He stumbled back as Foxchaser bounded up, sighing softly and rolling his eyes at the young tom. Giving a quick shake of his head, he beckoned with his tail for the patrol to keep moving.

[mango sherbet]

{ Thumbs up for Moonshade, it's a great little insight into their relationship. Of course, they don't know Moonshade's not their real mom. }


S U N P A W

|| She-cat | Thirteen moons | Apprentice | Picture ||
|| Happy | Talking to Moonshade and Silverspirit | By the stream ||

Sunpaw felt tears prick the corners of her eyes. "It's okay. I've found you." She paused, wondering whether she was needed back at camp. She stared up at Moonshade, wondering for the thousandth time who Foxchaser and her father might be. Neither of them resembled Moonshade in the slightest bit, so Sunpaw always kept an eye out for calico toms. She felt a bit embarrassed as her mother licked the top of her head. I'm not a kit. Resentment burned in her stomach as she remembered that she should be a warrior already, but of course she'd failed. Lowering her head, Sunpaw glared at the ground, suddenly moody.

[darĸнowl]

.: M O O N S H A D E :.

Moonshade nodded, and blinked. She looked at Sunpaw with concern at her change of moods and said gently, "Sunpaw? What is it?" She could always tell when her kits were troubled after raising them all their lives. Her voice was very soothing; very different from when she was instructing others for things or talking to other warriors. She flicked one dark ear and tipped her head to the side, wondering what her daughter was thinking. It was always impossible to guess.

[mango sherbet]

S U N P A W

|| She-cat | Thirteen moons | Apprentice | Picture ||
|| Cranky | Talking to Moonshade and Silverspirit | Feeling unusually quiet ||

Sunpaw lashed her tail back and forth, wanting more than anything for Moonshade to stop interrogating her. Her mother was kind, but could be overprotective, in Sunpaw's opinion. "It's nothing..." She gritted her teeth and stepped away from Moonshade, next to Silverspirit.

F O X C H A S E R

|| Tom | Thirteen moons | Warrior | Picture ||
|| Excited | Out of camp | On patrol ||

Foxchaser sidled up to Cinderpaw hopefully, only to be shunted backwards by a shift in the patrol's formation. "Hey! Cinderpaw!" He hollered, hoping she heard him. He fell in behind everybody else, wondering whether he should just wrestle his way to the front.

[darĸнowl]

.: M O O N S H A D E :.

Moonshade's tail-tip flicked. She blinked a couple of times, feeling a little hurt at Sunpaw's shield she seemed to put up between them. What? It was just a simple question. "Alright. If you say so," she meowed. She gave nothing away and her dark eyes became expressionless. She sighed and lifted a paw, tracing her paw over it thoughtfully. "How's your training coming along?" she asked.

[houndjaw]

/ /••Cinderpaw

"The only reason I won't let go of what made me sad,
is because it was the only thing that made me happy."

Cinderpaw gave a sheepish half-smile, though inside she was burning with embarassment. "S-sorry, Raccoonstrike," she stuttered quietly, though her milky eyes still hung with surprise. Her paws were tired from the trek to the stream and attempting to catch her trout, though, for the first time since her sister died, she felt aknowledged. Maybe aknowledged isn't the right word; Cinderpaw felt...wanted. Despair had clung to her so heavily like a wet pelt, she doubted she could ever fit into the clan again. But now, being included so much in clan activity, that she was actually being missed, in trouble... Cinderpaw set on a quite peaceful trail, her red pelt sending off arrays of fiery light as she moved. She hadn't heard Foxcaser's warm greeting, nor felt his golden eyes burning her fur as she padded alongside her mentor mutinously.

[Silvene]

Silverspirit

Silverspirit purred. Watching the mother and daughter talk. She had always wanted to be a mother, though she knew how hard raising kits were. Silverspirit thought it would be worth it though. She couldn't have kits without a mate of course, and she is not interested in any toms at the moment. "I'm sure what ever is troubling Sunpaw, she can figure it out herself. She is a smart cat, but I'm sure you knew that already." Silverspirit meowed with a smile. Then she turned to Sunpaw, for Silverspirit was also interested about her training.