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[_DRAGON_CLAWS_]

(yaaaaas omg I'm so tempted! And yeah, they should. I have no idea what time of day it is so Bristlepelts just gonna wake up now)

Bristlepelt's fur prickled as he drifted out of his dreams and found himself curled up in the warriors den. He wasn't sure what time it was but he was sure he should have already been awake. He stretched, reached his paws out and stood. Bristlepelt gave a brief shake of his pelt, hoping that it was enough to get any dirt off his fur that had come from his nest he had neglected to change. His eyes scanned the camp, tiredly, to see who was around.

[fletch]

OOC: I think we already have a plan for Ashenpaw or something to become the first infected? Roxy, if you want, I could make a loner tom who falls in love with Thrush and kinda becomes a father to her kits?

"Oh, you don't have to go right away." Daemongeist muttered, a little too quickly. Then his eyes narrowed, contemplating over what he'd said, and he looked up at Crimson. "I mean...where would you go? There's prey here and not a lot of predators. It'd be safe, if you wanted to stay a while. You don't always have to go running off, y'know." And he furrowed his brow at her comment about scars. No--scars weren't cool. They made little kits scared to go near you and young apprentices think you were some 'war-hero'. They'd be eager to go to battle to receive their first scar which, in the end, brought more bad memories than good. Daemongeist had his fair share of scars, and he knew that they were not 'cool'.

Sparrowcatcher, the brown tabby tom, came into camp with a black bird that had been stripped of a good majority of its feathers. Where the feathers had gone was no mystery, as Sparrowcatched was coated in them from head to toe. The black bird might have once been quite large, but without its feathers it looked like a pretty measly catch. Nevertheless, Sparrowcatcher proudly held his tail and head up, and he carried it over to the fresh-kill pile where he let it drop with relish.
Then, his green eyes drifted over to the warrior's den where another tom, Bristlepelt, had awoken. Sparrowcatcher's eyes brightened and he waved his tail. "Morning, sleepy head!" He called. He probably looked absolutely ridiculous, being coated in feathers.

[jaques]

OOC: sure, that's fine, Ember ^^ I can say the father died a few moons before. Anyone want to play a kit? And are anyone open?

[_DRAGON_CLAWS_]

(I'd love to play a kit. Also Vividpool is open)

Bristlepelt rose up as he saw Sparrowcatcher enter camp. "Morning," he meowed in a delighted tone. He twitched his whiskers in amusement as Sparrowcatcher walked closer and the feathers plastered on his body became a lot more visible. "So when did you decide to become a bird? Bristlepelt joked, pointing a paw at the warrior's feathers.

[snowflake ;;]

(Sorry I missed the 2 pages, if anyone still needs any of my cats or wants me to play something I'm here! ^.^)

Rainpaw began to crouch and fell over. "Mouse dung," she whispered.
(Sorry I'm not very creative when starting and rushing, will most likely be longer next time~)

[jaques]

OOC: ok. The kits are 1 moon old, and a picture of the mom is on page 14 with the forms. The father was a dark brown tom with bold black tiger tabby strives and green eyes. The mom, since you can't tell, has blue-grey eyes.

[snowflake ;;]

"Blizzardfall," Rainpaw began, staring at her mentor. "Can you show me how to do it again?" Rainpaw sat down. She fiddled with her paws and bent her head down a little, afraid Blizzardfall would be mad she couldn't seem to pull it off. She didn't know what was wrong, she just fell when she tried. She was clumsy at hunting-even Blizzardfall had said! She peeked up a little. Then she began thinking . . . What happens if I can't do it again? Will I never become a warrior? Rainpaw shook her head a little. Blizzardfall would help her, that was a mentor's job, a warrior's job, right? To help and teach apprentices!

(Shimmertail, Darkclaw and Breezepaw are open~

Is Fawnkit open for an RPer? I find its easier to write and love to go from the start of kit <3)

[fletch]

"Just recently," Sparrowcatcher admitted, somewhat shamefully. He sat down and bent his head to lick his ruffled chest fur flat and, while he did so, pluck away at some of the feathers that coated his tabby pelt. It was a long job and, after several heartbeats passed, he'd only managed to loosen a few of the black feathers that were tangled in his coat. Seemingly satisfied, Sparrowcatcher got back to his paws and pricked his ears cheerfully. "I went out earlier this morning. I, uh, didn't want to wake you..." His expression went slightly more embarrassed as he went on, "You seemed so tired, and you were pretty deep asleep. So...I thought I'd go hunting early. Turns out that hunting a black animal in the dark isn't as easy as it seems..."

[jaques]

OOC: oh no. You make your own kit if you want to be one. Fawnkit and My other kit are my characters.

[snowflake ;;]

(Ohhhhhhhhhhh I get it x3 Is there anything you need/want me to have on the form? Does it need to be a tom or is she cat alright?

And I forgot who plays Blizzardfall cause the front isn't updated . . . Who plays a her again? x3 (Sorry to her player if this was offensive, lots on my mind . . . ~)

And do we chose mentors or? Cause Breezepaw needs a mentor still x3
~)