BrookClan // Closed for the Time Being

[Fʟᴏᴡᴇʀ Cʜɪʟᴅʀᴇɴ]

Pumpkinpaw
11 Moons Old / She Cat / Apprentice

Pumpkinpaw smiled slightly. She watched the two of them interact, and it kinda reminded her of how she and Skypaw used to talk. A happy sadness washed over the young, ginger she cat.

[Olivesaurus]

Q u i e t r a i n
she-cat - medicine cat - 30 moons - crush: fogstar - apprentice: flakepaw
feeling: sorta sad - location: camp/nursery - tags: nervis, fogstar

Quietrain let out a gentle sigh of relief. "Thank you, Fogstar. I'll give him one of the spare nests in my den." She leaned in a whispered to the leader,"Nervis is a bit skittish. He'll feel safer there." She nodded thankfully and turned to head out of the nursery. "Yes, Nervis. There are several dangers outside of where you live. There's foxes and badgers, twolegs, wolves, dogs, you name it." Quietrain pointed to a pile across camp where several pieces of prey lay. "That's the fresh-kill pile. It's where we put the prey we just caught so that cats can eat, even the ones who can no longer hunt for themselves."

S p e c k l e d p a w
she-cat - apprentice - 8 moons - no crush - mentor: hickorygale
feeling: eh - location: camp - tags: pumpkinpaw, flakepaw

"Really? I thought you guys just did stuff with herbs and sick cats." Speckledpaw shrugged. "Huh."

[Y O U M O N S T E R]

Nervis~Tom~Loner

He nodded slowly. "I-ive never had prey before-" he thought for a moment. "Maybe I have once or twice... but it was old and half eaten...." he looked away awkwardly not wanting to talk anymore.

[canadianhowl]

xxxxxFlakepaw
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Rank: med cat app Tags: speckledpaw, pumpkinpaw, open Mood: mixed Hunger: 89 Health: 100 Crush: open c: Mate: none

"My mentor never taught me battle training and I just wanted to know so I taught myself." Flakepaw replied. He said himself for not really knowing how to explain how he actually learned it.

xxxxxVixenpaw
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Rank: apprentice Tags: ripplepaw, pigeonclaw, open Mood: mixed Hunger: 89 Health: 100 Crush: open Mate: none

Vixenpaw looked over at the warrior raising an eyebrow not really impressed. She proceeded forward rolling her eyes not wanting to hear another joke.

[Fʟᴏᴡᴇʀ Cʜɪʟᴅʀᴇɴ]

Pumpkinpaw
11 Moons Old / She Cat / Apprentice

"Wow. That is pretty impressive." Pumpkinpaw commented. Her tail swished back and forth as she stretched the stiff muscles in her legs.

[CoolComrade]

Pigeonclaw chuckled lightly and continued after the young cats. They reminded her of herself when she was younger, full of energy. She had been more trusting then, until the accident...
(Jaystorm is open~)

[yeeee.]

Hawktalon awoke, the sun beaming upon his golden maw, making it glow. Moaning, the young warrior rolled over in his moss bed, clawing some moss over his head. It was too early for this... but then, he woke up a little more. The voices of his fellow comrades banter reached his ears. Listening, he realized there was more than a dozen warriors awake. Shooting out of his bed, the young warrior dashed out of the den, fur bristling with moss tangled within. Oh Starclan, am I late for the patrols?! It took the young warrior a few moments to realize he was beyond late, and there was no sign of Silverpaw. Huffing, he plopped on his rear, his teal eyes narrowing and his nose wrinkling. "Now what?" Hawktalon asked himself, flickering a golden ear idly as his teal gaze roamed the busy camp.

Tagged ;; No one [open]

[Olivesaurus]

Q u i e t r a i n
she-cat - medicine cat - 30 moons - crush: fogstar - apprentice: flakepaw
feeling: sorta sad - location: camp/nursery - tags: nervis, fogstar

"Really? Then you're in a for a treat!" Quietrain meowed, letting out a purr. "Pick whatever you'd like. Patrols will be sent out tomorrow morning to get more prey." The she-cat decided she wasn't really all that hungry, which was odd, since she hadn't eaten all day. Instead, she took to attempting to tame her long, tangled fur.

S p e c k l e d p a w
she-cat - apprentice - 8 moons - no crush - mentor: hickorygale
feeling: eh - location: camp - tags: pumpkinpaw, flakepaw

"Well, then perhaps you could traing with Pumpkinpaw and I sometime." Her offer was a curious one, but the apprentice wanted to see how much Flakepaw knew about fighting.

[CoolComrade]

Jaystorm watched Hawktalon dash out of the warrior's den. He chuckled and padded over to the slightly older tom. "You're just now waking up, old sport?"

[Y O U M O N S T E R]

Nervis~Tom~Loner

He awkwardly took a mouse from the pile, before walking back over to her, and sitting down taking a bite, muttering. "T-tastes way better then anything you find in trash cans." Taking another bite, his tail swaying happily instead of shaking in fear.