[☘]ＣＬＯＶＥＲＣＬＡＮ | Always Accepting

[sin.namoroll]

Fernstar watched the apprentice go before jumping down the Highledge to meet Coyotefur. "Are you pleased?" She asked with a smile. "I know you will do CloverClan well, I have no doubt that you will also be a fine leader." The fae imagined the tom going to the Mooncave to get his nine lives and name, and Fernstar giving him one of them. "If you don't mind, could you select some cats that don't seem too tired to go on the midnight patrol? Preferably not apprentices." Fernstar give an internal sigh as she realised that was his job now. He decided who did what. With a smile, she jumped back up the Highledge and disappeared into her den, the gentle fronds brushing behind her.


Threeleg dug his nose into his mentor's thick tabby fur. "What happened?" He asked the limp body before looking up at the glittering stars of Silverpelt. "Please, take care of him." The medicine cat apprentice mewed, his throat clogged with grief. Placing Snakemint on his back, Threeleg hopped towards camp with the medicine cat on his shoulders.


Juniperfrost looked at Sparrowpaw and then at Bramblewhisker. "That's fine with me," she mewed before looking at Hailpaw. "Now you get something to eat and get some rest." The fæ instructed, taking a bite of her squirrel.


Sparrowpaw smiled at Bramblewhisker. "Thanks! I look forward to it." He replied before looking at Hailpaw. "You can share with me if you like." He offered, glancing at the freshkill pile.


Aquilo dipped his head. "Thanks, and alright." He mewed before picking up his mouse, turning and bounding away into the bushes, looking back only when she was out of sight. He was surprised she hadn't ripped his ears off. The grey tabby padded away before slowing. The tom settled down in the roots of an oak tree opposite a broken cobble path, biting into his meal with satisfaction.


Bone picked his way through the undergrowth, tail twitching. He was following the scent of a wood pigeon that was leading him further into CloverClan territory. The sight of the wood pigeon soon met Bone's pale green eyes and he crouched, breathing in its scent. Leaping forward, he caught the pigeon beneath his long claws and killed it, picking it up with eyes gleaming with triumph. "Did I do well, Breezetail?" The rogue asked before realising that he wasn't Sootpaw anymore. Why do I always do this? I just need to accept that I am who I am and Breezetail is gone. He sighed and sat among an oak's twisted roots and began to eat the pigeon.


{Sure, that was my plan to begin with ^-^.}

[Tiger_Eye]

"Thank you. I was wondering if you'd like to come on patrol with me, Ivyclaw and Addertooth." Coyotefur said to Foxstripe

"Yes please" Hailpaw murmered to Sparrowpaw

[starlight,]

SheCat
17 Moons
Warrior
Crush: None
Tags: Coyotefur

Foxstripe nodded. "I don't mind going with you all." She said, her soft, pale amber eyes fixed on him. "Lead the way."

Tom
30 Moons
Warrior
Crush: Juniperfrost
Tags: Juniperfrost

Bramblewhisker smiled gently. "Then it's settled. He smiled once again, a soft sigh of satisfaction releasing.

[BooDaBear001]

Echowhisker
"Yes, In some cases i think that you would, But usually not. I am the type of guy to please others very much." He replied, with a yawn ending with a purr, and a flick of his tail. "Well, Uh, lets go." He added, before padding to the entrance of the camp.

[sin.namoroll]

Fernstar watched the apprentice go before jumping down the Highledge to meet Coyotefur. "Are you pleased?" She asked with a smile. "I know you will do CloverClan well, I have no doubt that you will also be a fine leader." The fae imagined the tom going to the Mooncave to get his nine lives and name, and Fernstar giving him one of them. "If you don't mind, could you select some cats that don't seem too tired to go on the midnight patrol? Preferably not apprentices." Fernstar give an internal sigh as she realised that was his job now. He decided who did what. With a smile, she jumped back up the Highledge and disappeared into her den, the gentle fronds brushing behind her.


Threeleg dug his nose into his mentor's thick tabby fur. "What happened?" He asked the limp body before looking up at the glittering stars of Silverpelt. "Please, take care of him." The medicine cat apprentice mewed, his throat clogged with grief. Placing Snakemint on his back, Threeleg hopped towards camp with the medicine cat on his shoulders.


Juniperfrost looked at Bramblewhisker and smiled before pushing the squirrel between them. "You can share with me if you like." She mewed, swiping her tongue over her muzzle to banish the scraps of prey that clung to her whiskers.


Sparrowpaw bounded across and picked up a medium sized rabbit before bounding back across to Hailpaw. "I hope you like rabbit." He mewed joyfully as he put down the squirrel and took a bite, smiling at the taste.


Aquilo dipped his head. "Thanks, and alright." He mewed before picking up his mouse, turning and bounding away into the bushes, looking back only when she was out of sight. He was surprised she hadn't ripped his ears off. The grey tabby padded away before slowing. The tom settled down in the roots of an oak tree opposite a broken cobble path, biting into his meal with satisfaction.


Bone picked his way through the undergrowth, tail twitching. He was following the scent of a wood pigeon that was leading him further into CloverClan territory. The sight of the wood pigeon soon met Bone's pale green eyes and he crouched, breathing in its scent. Leaping forward, he caught the pigeon beneath his long claws and killed it, picking it up with eyes gleaming with triumph. "Did I do well, Breezetail?" The rogue asked before realising that he wasn't Sootpaw anymore. Why do I always do this? I just need to accept that I am who I am and Breezetail is gone. He sighed and sat among an oak's twisted roots and began to eat the pigeon.


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[Tiger_Eye]

Hailpaw purred "Rabbit's my favourite"

"Okay" Coyotefur set off into the forest, checking that the others were following

[sin.namoroll]

Fernstar watched the apprentice go before jumping down the Highledge to meet Coyotefur. "Are you pleased?" She asked with a smile. "I know you will do CloverClan well, I have no doubt that you will also be a fine leader." The fae imagined the tom going to the Mooncave to get his nine lives and name, and Fernstar giving him one of them. "If you don't mind, could you select some cats that don't seem too tired to go on the midnight patrol? Preferably not apprentices." Fernstar give an internal sigh as she realised that was his job now. He decided who did what. With a smile, she jumped back up the Highledge and disappeared into her den, the gentle fronds brushing behind her.


Threeleg dug his nose into his mentor's thick tabby fur. "What happened?" He asked the limp body before looking up at the glittering stars of Silverpelt. "Please, take care of him." The medicine cat apprentice mewed, his throat clogged with grief. Placing Snakemint on his back, Threeleg hopped towards camp with the medicine cat on his shoulders.


Juniperfrost looked at Bramblewhisker and smiled before pushing the squirrel between them. "You can share with me if you like." She mewed, swiping her tongue over her muzzle to banish the scraps of prey that clung to her whiskers.


Sparrowpaw smiled at her before taking another bite. "That's good, now eat up before I eat it all." He purred playfully through a mouthful of rabbit. He licked his lips excitedly before yawning. "I think after this I'm gonna go get some shut-eye." He mewed through another yawn.


Aquilo dipped his head. "Thanks, and alright." He mewed before picking up his mouse, turning and bounding away into the bushes, looking back only when she was out of sight. He was surprised she hadn't ripped his ears off. The grey tabby padded away before slowing. The tom settled down in the roots of an oak tree opposite a broken cobble path, biting into his meal with satisfaction.


Bone picked his way through the undergrowth, tail twitching. He was following the scent of a wood pigeon that was leading him further into CloverClan territory. The sight of the wood pigeon soon met Bone's pale green eyes and he crouched, breathing in its scent. Leaping forward, he caught the pigeon beneath his long claws and killed it, picking it up with eyes gleaming with triumph. "Did I do well, Breezetail?" The rogue asked before realising that he wasn't Sootpaw anymore. Why do I always do this? I just need to accept that I am who I am and Breezetail is gone. He sighed and sat among an oak's twisted roots and began to eat the pigeon.


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[Antipathy]

Letting out a snort, Torrentheart lifted her head and blinked groggily. How long have I been asleep? she thought to herself as she shifted slightly. She had fallen asleep between the roots of a large tree. Perking her ears up, she listened as what sounded like a limping animal thudded through the undebrush nearby. Tasting the air, she picked up the familiar scent of herbs and cat... two cats, to be precise. Threeleg and Snakemint? They must be... Her thoughts stopped short when she smelled blood. Getting up quickly and slightly stumbling due to the numbness in her legs, she quickly ran, following the acrid scent. "Threeleg!" she meowed, stopping short when she noticed the cat with the missing cat stumbling. She noticed Snakemint's body was bleeding and torn. "here, let me help you," she meowed, stepping beside the medicine cat and partially lifting Snakemint's body onto her shoulders. "How did this happen?" she whispered.


Daywatcher glanced around the clearing a few more times, frustration filling her as she could see no sight of her apprentice. Eyesight, don't fail me now, she thought to herself. She let out a sigh of relief when she noticed Splashpaw step out of the apprentice's den. Padding over to him, she looked at him, her eyes shining. "I'm sooo excited to be your mentor!" she meowed excitedly. "I hope that we'll have a good time together, Splashpaw!"


Bearpelt let out a sigh, grunting in frustration at the activity going on outside. "For StarClan's sake," he grumbled, "it's moonhigh! Can't a cat get any sleep around here?" He sighed and turned over in his nest, trying to block out the noise outside.

[deals warlock]

( Robin is open. c: )

Robin | tom | loner | no tags
Robin yawned, flattening his ears and fluffing out his fur. He had napped a bit, but wasn't able to fall into a deep sleep. The moon was still high in the sky, if a bit higher than before. The tom's stomach rumbled, and he slowly crawled out from under the bush. Might as well get my hunting done now. Can't sleep on an empty stomach. He padded away from his makeshift den, quietly peering through the undergrowth in his search for prey. Then the scent of shrew reached his nose, and he froze warily, whiskers twitching as he tried to decipher where the creature was. Spotting it at the base of a small shrub, he lowered himself into the hunter's crouch. This time he was careful to judge the distance between him and his prey, and he leapt, landing squarely on the shrew's back and dispatching it quickly. Satisfied, Robin began to consume his meal on the spot, too hungry to notice he was only tail-lengths away from the CloverClan border.

[sin.namoroll]

Fernstar looked up from her nest as her name was called. She dashed outside, her ears pinning back and her eyes widening as she gazed at the horrible sight before her. The leader bolted down the tumbledown rocks and ran up to the Threeleg and Torrentheart. "Snakemint! Is he okay?" Fernstar already knew it was a stupid question because it was obvious he was dead. "I'm sorry Threeleg." She mumbled.


Threeleg shrugged his shoulders, limping into camp. "I don't know," he admitted. "I was out trying to find him to help collect herbs but then when I found him, he was like this." He murmured, words catching in his throat and grief gripping them. "Fernstar!" He called, hoping the leader would hear.


Juniperfrost looked at Bramblewhisker and smiled before pushing the squirrel between them. "You can share with me if you like." She mewed, swiping her tongue over her muzzle to banish the scraps of prey that clung to her whiskers.


Sparrowpaw smiled at her before taking another bite. "That's good, now eat up before I eat it all." He purred playfully through a mouthful of rabbit. He licked his lips excitedly before yawning. "I think after this I'm gonna go get some shut-eye." He mewed through another yawn.


Aquilo looked up to see another tom not too far off. He bounded over, swiping his tongue across his muzzle to banish the scraps of prey still stuck to his whiskers. "Hello there! I'm Aquilo, what's your name?" He asked the tom with a friendly smile.


Bone picked his way through the undergrowth, tail twitching. He was following the scent of a wood pigeon that was leading him further into CloverClan territory. The sight of the wood pigeon soon met Bone's pale green eyes and he crouched, breathing in its scent. Leaping forward, he caught the pigeon beneath his long claws and killed it, picking it up with eyes gleaming with triumph. "Did I do well, Breezetail?" The rogue asked before realising that he wasn't Sootpaw anymore. Why do I always do this? I just need to accept that I am who I am and Breezetail is gone. He sighed and sat among an oak's twisted roots and began to eat the pigeon.


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