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[canadianhowl]

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"Doing good. I'm also a bit tired because I was just out hunting." He replied before stepping back in the waters to let his paws feel the coolness of the water. It did have a great reaction for it was clear and you could see the sky well. Graywhisker gave a small purr in remembering his past before snapping out of it and glancing back to Fawnwater.

[SingSangJisung]

Fawnwater nodded and just flopped on her back "silverpelt is so pretty " she smiles looking at the Big Dipper and the north star

[Dinolil1]

Gorsepaw-none-12 moons-Thornpaw-
Turning to see Thornpaw, one of her den mates. Smiling, the tabby greeted him. '' Hey thornpaw! looks like we have to survive another day with trying not to be melted!'' Gorsepaw chuckled at her own joke. It was true sometimes, since occasionally it would feel so hot that it seemed like you were going to melt like....like...'' Whats up?''

(For slapstick)

Larkpelt- none-17 moons- Jackalhowl-

Sighing the tom got up and shook the dust and sand from his pelt, Walking over to the warriors den, larkpelt noticed Jackalhowl. '' H-hey jackalhowl. You ok?'' He mewed, trying to calm his anxiety down. It was always like this....always. Larkpelt's eyes darted around as if he couldn't focus on one thing.

[canadianhowl]

"Sure is." Graywhisker simply meowed before he also laid down on his back beside Fawnwater. Seeing the sky always made the warrior happy, especially at night. No one knew why but most suspected it was something to do with his past.

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[SingSangJisung]

Fawnwater'a eye gleamed as the sky pasted her by "this is the best night to watch the stars" she claimed as she curls bit while thinking about her hunting "I didn't hunt today..." She meowed then relaxed "pretty stars"

[deftonesly]

{@~Amnesia~, xXDaBaeXX, and Broken Beat,

Please disable your signatures! Especially you, Broken. Sorry for my curtness, but have you not seen that everyone around you has done so?}

[deftonesly]

H A W K C R Y
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➹ Hawkcry ➷ Tomcat ➹ Warrior of DesertClan ➷ 22 moons old ➹ Tags; Batpaw ➷
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Hawkcry noted Batpaw's slight trembling when he placed his paws rather awkwardly on his bulky shoulders. The dark warrior grinned cockily and aloofly, knowing that the tomcat knew, fully well, just how powerful he was and just how easily he could beat an opponent. But I can't crush his will just yet.. Toy with him for a while longer before getting more serious, eh, Hawkcry?
With that, the apple blue-eyed brute wriggled his shoulder from the blind tom's grasp, ripping free. He still balanced precariously on his hind legs, but sooner or later his toned legs would buckle, for he'd never been too hot at staying upward for long periods of time. Before he toppled over and embarrassed himself, with his claws sheathed, he raked his paw across Batpaw's bony chest, swiping at him just to see his reaction.

N O E Y E S
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➹ Noeyes ➷ She-cat ➹ Elder of DesertClan ➷ 90 moons old ➹ Tags; Open! ➷
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Noeyes purred with satisfaction once the rabbit bones were securely embedded in the desert floor. She smoothed down the overturned earth for a bit longer with a blue, bony paw, before then turning tail and heading back home. Her old bones were exhausted, even from being outside for such a short time, and the spritely, elderly molly cursed herself and her lack of sight. Often, Noeyes couldn't help but wonder were she'd have ended up if shed been born with her eyes.. Would she still be DesertClan's medicine cat, or would her life have taken a different course altogether? Could she have found love and raised a family?
But the female wasn't one to dwell on the past, or what might've been, for very long. Before those morose thoughts could consume her, Noeyes pushed them aside, trying to stomp out her wonders. She stopped momentarily just to feel the cool, crisp, desert breeze sifting through her matted, patchy fur.. She stopped to feel the still-damp desert floor beneath her paws... She stopped to scent the air, and smelled nothing other than the faint odor of mousebile, coyote scat, and sand.. She stopped to hear the wind whistling through her waiting ears, and to hear the distant hoot of a desert owl.
Smiling softly in spite of herself after a while of standing in place, Noeyes continued on, walking home slowly, slowly, slowly. Now, her mind wasn't set on her unfortunate lack of sight, now it was set on the beauty, though she could not see it, of the desert. This was her home, and she knew that her Clan-mates loved and respected her... She wouldn't trade that for the world. Never.
For the first time in a long time, the Russian blue felt content.

J A C K A L H O W L
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➹ Jackalhowl ➷ Tomcat ➹ Warrior of DesertClan ➷ 36 moons old ➹ Tags; Open! ➷
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Jackalhowl nodded his massive, slightly-dripping head slowly, seeing reason in the molly's words and choosing to believe them. Could Grasstooth really return? After all of these moons and all of the seasons that have come and gone.. Could my long lost brother really return to his rightful home, his family? Would he be hateful and seeking revenge on me for nearly killing him, if he even survived? The homosexual tomcat shook his head a bit to clear his thoughts and respond to Whisperingnight, his yellow-green eyes still betraying his hope, "O-okay! I hope you're right.."
Then the black and gray she-cat was off, with a polite excuse and duck of her sleek head. Almost the instant she left, the rain began to stop, and the pale gray clouds began to roll away. It was almost as if StarClan was smiling down on Whisperingnight's words.. Almost as if it was a sign for Jackalhowl.. But the main coon took no notice of the possible signs that the lack of rain and visible sky portrayed for him, instead focusing with glee on the change of weather. He quickly poked his head out of the cover of his bush, unfolding his long, muscular, tabby legs and getting into a crouch with a grunt. Groaning as he stretched his cramped and curled up legs and flexed his rippling shoulders, Jackalhowl slid out of his hiding spot. It was very welcoming.. just to feel the cool, desert breeze of sundown billowing through his poof layer of fur and gently play with the fur at the tips of his oversized ears. Though he winced at the soggy, wet earth that squelched a bit beneath his massive feet, the lonely tomcat was happy nonetheless, that the rain had finally dispersed and let him emerge from his hideaway.

F L A R E P A W
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➹ Flarepaw/ears ➷ She-cat ➹ Apprentice of DesertClan ➷ 11 moons old ➹ Tags; Halfpaw ➷
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She bounded up and over a sandy hill then, and the gorge came into view as the rumble of the Falls met her sensitive, namesake ears. Flare paw's feeling of being watched had left her by now, and she was sure she was in the clear and that she was alone. Slowing her brusque pace down to a gangly walk, she reached the gorge and glanced down briefly. The tumbling, bubbling, and roaring water was far, far below, and the river snaked from the waterfalls feet. The ebony cat then spotted a black shape hunched over the surging, dark waters.. and she realized that it was a fellow apprentice, Halfpaw.
The tomcat looked... rather upset, but Flarepaw couldn't really tell. She glanced upward at the darkening, color-streaked, sunset sky, deciding it was best to check in with the lonely-looking male and ask what was what. She had time, hopefully, to briefly interact with Halfpaw, take a dip in the Falls, and head back home, surely.
The boisterous female swished her tail before turning away from the edge of the gorge and bounding off towards the winding, rocky path that led down, down, down to the waterfall and its river below. The large-eared, skinny molly was quick as she descended, having traveled down this pathway many a time. In moments her paws met the scraggly, yellow grass that was at the bottom of the gorge and she soon felt the mist from the Falls deck her fur.
Flarepaw broke into a sprint to reach Halfpaw, who was a little ways away, farther down the river. When she reached the depressed male she slowed down, calling out to him, "Hey, Halfpaw! What are you doing down here? Something wrong?"

S C O R C H S T A R
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➹ Scorchstar ➷ Tomcat ➹ Leader of DesertClan ➷ 39 moons old - eight lives left ➹ Tags; Quailfeather ➷
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The long-legged tomcat listened intently to her words, his wide, emerald eyes watching Quailfeather's face and never leaving it as she spoke to him. He realized just how wise she was, and was, once again, struck and puzzled by the fact that he'd never even had the pleasure of confiding in the mottled molly.. It was a privilege to have her in DesertClan, and it was a privilege and, well, an honor, to call her his Clanmate.
Scorchstar identified all of this as she talked so firmly and compellingly to him, and he didn't dare to interrupt until her little lecture was complete.. He did however admit to himself that he liked her brief touch - he hadn't been comforted in a while, and it felt rather nice to feel like a helpless kit again. When she pulled away and awaited his response, the orange tabby leader meowed, a faint smile tugging at the corner of his maw, "I suppose you do have a point. I trust StarClan will lead us through these tough times - they've never let DesertClan or me down before.. And I know that whatever happens, in the end, everything will be all right."
He then, tentatively and slowly, reached out with his skinny, angular head and licked Quailfeather's ear as a thankful and kind gesture. When he pulled away, the male's eyes were brighter... The molly's words had given him something that he'd misplaced long ago, probably after his mate's death: Hope. This new feeling of hope would outshine Scorchstar's worries, and Quailfeather seemed to know that. "Thank you, Quailfeather... I regret hardly ever speaking with you in the past, but I hope the distance between us will end. You're a wonderful cat, and I am proud to be your leader, as well as your friend. Thank you again for opening up my eyes more than I, myself, thought possible."


{Thank you, Red! Also, Jackalhowl and Noeyes are open, if anyone would like to talk with them.}

[deftonesly]

{Also, hey, sorry for triple posting this thread, but... YOU GUYS NOW WHAT TIME IT IS! That's right, everyone's cats age a moon today! Most of you know this drill! Go go go go!}

[parker;]

Raven

The she-cat woke up and yawned, it was getting dark. Slowly she got up and padded away from her hollow in a nearby shrub, and to her liking... it was dead. Somewhat like a pure white bush in a forest of cacti and other shrubs. She liked the idea of living in a home that looked like death. With a sigh, Raven continued towards the clan camp, she'd been spying on the recently... mostly hoping to scare them again.

[Olivesaurus]

S w a l l o w p a w
she-cat - apprentice - 13 moons - crush: unknown - mentor: mistcloud
feeling: awkward - location: camp - tags: fallenpaw

Swallowpaw watched Fallenpaw silently as he ate, not knowing what to say. Conversation wasn't her strongest point, so to speak. {Sorry I've got the weirdest writers block today ;n;}

F l o w e r t a i l
she-cat - warrior - 20 moons - crush: cougar - apprentice: halfpaw
feeling: flustered - location: camp - tags: summer

The long furred she-cat padded over to where Summer was laying and dipped her head. "Summer, Scorchstar requests that I take you to the medicine den." Her long tail swished behind her, and the blue she-cat eyes were narrowed. Flowertail's 'visit' with the leader hadn't exactly made her happy. It almost showed that no cat trusted her. All because of one 'mistake,' they said.