PLEASE LOCK AND DELTE, MODS.

[ruui]

Fallenpaw
He smiled,rolling around the floor,and bumped
into Swallowpaw.He looked as if he had catnips.

Amberpaw
-Waiting for reply.-

//Repost for Swallowpaw.
I'll see if I could get you a recap.

[yeeee.]

{Coming right up beg pardon how horrid this post is - I'm rusty but regardless, there's plenty of drama c:}

Spottedpaw, after tidying up the elder's den, was exhausted. "Never again, Flarepaw," the golden and spotted molly huffed, shifting restlessly upon her moss bed. Although she was exhausted, the young molly couldn't sleep. There were many reasons for that. One of them was that she hadn't trained much today - that troubled her. How would she ever to become a warrior if she didn't train everyday? Another thing was the rogues. They flooded the camp in droves, and no one had an explanation. The last, and the most troubling thing, was Tinypaw. Sweet yet secretly fiery Tinypaw that made her feel rather warm in his presence. That warmth that made her avoid him more often than not. Spottedpaw knew that romance was forbidden, and knew she shouldn't think about Tinypaw much at all, or else the inveitable would happen. So, she busied herself with caring for the elders and chatting with her friends. But now, in the silent stillness of the den, she couldn't really help but think of Tinypaw's fluffy coat and fiery heart, as she had been trying not to for many sunsets.

"I cleaned up that den and dealt with Noeeyes monstrous requests. I deserve to treat myself," Spottedpaw said to no one, finally relenting - how could she not? The tall molly rose from her bed, meticulously grooming her thin golden fur - telling herself it was normal to want to care about appearance - before making her way to the medicine cats' den. But, when she arrived something seemed wrong. The den was too quiet. Telling herself it was just her silly nerves acting up again, Spottedpaw stepped forth, only to see white and grey mushed together with pure ebony. Tinypaw and Crowpaw were snuggling as if they had know each other since kithood. Maw dropping open, the tall molly felt this searing pain in her chest, for numerous reasons. She had force aside her own selfish desires for her clan, and here was this molly, snuggling up with him without even the slightest bit of thought for anyone else. And then there was Tinypaw was snuggling against her, which only confirmed it in Spottedpaw's mind - Tinypaw didn't give a rat's tail for what Spottedpaw had thought, and he was breaking the code. Instead of thinking that maybe she was overreacting, maybe Tinypaw never knew or maybe it was just an innocent snuggle, Spottedpaw lived up to her to be warrior's name.

"Foxhearted mousebrains," Spottedpaw yowled at the top of her lungs, not caring that it was late, not caring how stupid she looked, not even caring what her punishment might've been. Lashing out with her paw, claws sheathed, she struck Crowpaw upside the head in a perfect frontal blow - strange how she could never get that right 'till today - while still yowling incomprehensible words of rage and assumption.

Tagged ;; Tinypaw, Crowpaw

[Olivesaurus]

Fallenpaw
He smiled,rolling around the floor,and bumped
into Swallowpaw.He looked as if he had catnips.

Amberpaw
-Waiting for reply.-

//Repost for Swallowpaw.
I'll see if I could get you a recap.

{Thank you, that would mean a lot. And also thank you for being patient with me.}

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

Swallowpaw laughed softly, pawing at Fallenpaw as he rolled around. His behavior made her smile and laugh, a rare trait for her, so to say.

W a s p c l a w
tom - warrior - 28 moons - crush: cloudedstorm - apprentice: batpaw
feeling: apprehensive - location: camp - tags: cloudedstorm

The tom had been sitting in the center of camp, watching his clanmates come and go after a long hunt. His eyes locked on the pretty pelt of Cloudedstorm, who had been in his peripherial vision. Waspclaw stood, and after a slightly pause he padded over to the she-cat, trying to think what he'd say to her.

[canadianhowl]

T i n y p a w ............● tagged- crowpaw, spottedpaw
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● gender- male
● rank- med cat app
● mood- mixed
● crush- ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
● mate- none
● hunger- 84
● health- 100

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The male instantly awoke from his slumber when hearing a shout from right in front of him. Immediately seeing Spottedpaw his blue eyes widen and soon he gave a yelp and jumped up when the other she cat struck Crowpaw. Tinypaw glanced up at Spottedpaw before he grew slightly angry. "Alright what was that for?! You know better then to hurt one of your clan mates Spottedpaw!" The small kit like apprentice sneered at Spottedpaw and he stormed up to her. It did hurt him a bit for he did have a small crush on Spottedpaw as well as he did with Crowpaw. The male shook his head from those thoughts of crushes and returned to a stern look on his face. If these two she cats started fighting it better not be over what happened and what Spottedpaw saw. Heck it better not be anything related to himself.

[ruui]

//I think I got a recap in mind.
Tiny paw and Crowpaw are snuggling,Spottedpaw
finds them out.Firepaw and Amberpaw and talking,
Shiver is going through the camp with three or four other warriors.
I think the rest are probably talking,gotta check back Cx.

Fallenpaw
He grinned,as he grabbed her paw gently,
lifting it off himself as he hit her nose lightly
with his paw.

[toxic emotions]

cloudedstorm ; spotted grey she-cat ; warrior ; location ; camp ; tagged: waspclaw

Her hade green eyes shot up as she was approached by one of her fellow clanmates, Waspclaw. She had always had a small admiration for the tom, but never let that become known to anyone else. Cloudedstorm felt her pelt burn abashedly, but lifted her head confidently as he came nearer, "Hello Waspclaw, how are you?" The molly's tone always had a soft nature to it. She cared about all her clanmates, however it might've been more than care whenever it came to Waspclaw. There were plenty of toms who were fairly attractive in Desertclan, but Cloudedstorm never really found herself interested in any.

[CoolComrade]

Crowpaw woke to a shout and a blow to the head. Her head screamed in pain as she leaped to her paws. "What was that for?" she hissed loudly at Spottedpaw. What was the fellow apprentice even doing here? She didn't look injured. "Didn't your mentor ever teach you to not attack your clanmates?" The black molly's pelt bristled with anger. That was totally unnecessary! She'd teach Spottedpaw a lesson.

[yeeee.]

Spottedpaw felt raw, hot anger course through her veins, making her claws temporarily flex before sheathing. You care about her more, more than your clan, more than your duty, more than me! The angered and hurt thoughts were only fueled by the sneer Tinypaw shot her that cut straight to the root. The first yowl was loud, but simply a kitten's mew compared to the next one that ripped from the fiery apprentice. "For you two breaking the code and being selfish mousebrained-foxhearts," she spat, cursing in a fashion much beyond her years, meticulously groomed pelt bristling as if she wasn't talking to a clanmate, but a rogue instead. Why Starclan, why? I shoved aside my own selfish desires, only for Crowpaw to come sniffing. And I meant nothing. He's with her, breaking the code anyway - was my sacrifice in vain? Is this a test to see how badly I care about my clan? Well, if it is I'm gonna pass! I'll take care of these two!

Narrowing her golden eyes as they caught a hard glint, Spottedpaw spat once more even as she backed away from Tinypaw. Being close to that fluffy pelt that she longed to snuggle, near those eyes that were twisted sneering with the fire that she admired and loathed would only make her claws come out in full force. And Starclan only knew what her punishment would be then. Not only causing a fight, but striking with claws unsheathed near a medicine cat apprentice - perhaps the fourth most important cat in the entire clan, next the medicine cat, deputy and leader. So, Spottedpaw decided to pick her fight with the one whom she had initially struck anyway. Getting up on the younger apprentice the golden molly met Crowpaw's icy eyes with no hesitation. "You do know what the code states about medicine cat apprentices, right Crowpaw? Or did your mentor not teach you that?" Spottedpaw snarled in her face, almost nose to nose as she awaited a response to Crowpaw.

Tagged ;; Crowpaw, Tinypaw

[deftonesly]

J A C K A L H O W L
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➹ Jackalhowl ➷ Tomcat ➹ Warrior of DesertClan ➷ 36 moons old ➹ Tags; Cactusfoot and Larkpelt ➷
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The quiet, shy individual watched the affair between the elder and the younger warrior, his tail whisking at the cool air and his long, curly whiskers twitching. Arguing or engaging in such a way with Cactusfoot was pointless... the cunning, grumpy tabby always won, but apparently poor Larkpelt didn't realize such. He nodded his fluffy, bulky head as the brown and white male agreed with him on how the Clan would survive even through harsh times, and felt like an elder when he murmured, "Well, I've got to give it to Cactusfoot, he has a point. If we are consumed with worrying about what happens now, we'll be too lost in our worries to enjoy life itself and the youth we have."
Since when did I become so wise? Ah, well, I guess it's because Larkpelt is so intent on being gloomy. I may he awfully secluded and not too willing to interact with other felines, but that doesn't mean I'm remorseful.. Jackalhowl mused.

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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Scorchstar allowed himself another wry chuckle at her cactus comment, happy that he could trust the molly and happy that he could confide in hr without having to worry about her judging him and his decisions.. It felt rather nice to have formed the beginnings of a friendship with Quailfeather, and the orange tabby only hoped this relationship would last. Most cats didn't stay close to him for long, and the stoic, tall leader only hoped that the mottled female would prove that theory wrong in the long run.
He listened to her speak, nodding his skinny head and still laughing softly, especially when she mentioned his rumbling purr. Sandfur had said the same, once upon a time.. Scorchstar subtly shook his head as he dwelled on his deceased partner, wondering why he'd put Quailfeather in the queen's place. He didn't need to think on Sandfur - it was... too painful.
What he had with Quailfeather, or what he would have, was precious, but he knew he'd never learn to love another like he'd loved Sandfur again.. Still, it was nice to have the she-cat's comfort, he couldn't deny that.
Now that he'd made a connection between the she-cats, Scorchstar grew a little uncomfortable, afraid that, if he opened his jaws, he'd say something starkly offensive and drive Quailfeather off.. The last thing he wanted was to bring up Sandfur before the silver and white tabby, now that would be awkward and could easily become a tricky scenario. Not knowing what else to do, he lapsed into silence, and so did Quailfeather, both cats lost in their thoughts as they studied the bleeding sky.

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 flattened his ears when he saw the blind, turqoise-eyed male stumble a little but still manage to stay on his feet despite the warrior's movement and forceful shove. Strong legs indeed.. Intriguing. The dark tabby allowed himself a quick glance up at the sky, though he saw bat paw still balancing on his hind legs out of his peripheral vision, awaiting a counterattack. The pale blue-eyed brute saw that the desert sky was blooming with its usual colorful displays - hues of purple, pink, yellow, vibrant orange and the like. The arrogant tabby couldn't believe they'd been practicing sparring for so long.. It felt like they'd begun their training just a few moments ago.
But Hawkcry didn't stray from his focus long, though he did give Batpaw enough time to swat, with a swift paw, at his wounded, torn shoulder. The muscular, tenacious male hissed through gritted teeth at the pain that seared through him as the black cat struck. Impossible! He's blind - how could he know where my wound was?... But he's also not much younger than me. He should've been made a warrior long ago.. Perhaps I've underestimated this scrap of fur. The dark tabby thought, furiously, as he toppled to the ground, his unstable legs unable to prop him up any longer after the hit.
Though he'd fallen, his terrifying mood swings and awful rage tended to make Hawkcry stronger, and, pushing through the pain, the moment he he hit the earth he rolled. With his long, curved teeth still clenched, the cunning young male barreled forward, towards the apprentice, and once he was in rage, raked both of his sheathed paws across Batpaw's vulnerable belly.
We have to end this soon.. It's nearly nightfall, plus, there's rumor Scorchstar has something big planned for tonight - maybe a deputy ceremony, perhaps? If so, then great StarClan, it's about time... Yes, high time that he chose Waspclaw to be our second in command!

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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"Cougar?" Flarepaw pricked her namesake ears, now intrigued though still wary in the emotional, unstable apprentice's pretense. Halfpaw looked ready to snap, so the black molly kept her distance, though she did settle down on her angular haunches to inquire more. Now seated beside the half-eyed tom, she added, still curious, "Never heard of a cat with the name Cougar before... Must've been a passing rouge, eh, then?" At his comment on how terribly ugly he was and how forsaken he was to look at, the thin, slightly short molly narrowed her emerald eyes with annoyance and rolled them. Flarepaw hissed, spitefully, "Are you serious, Halfpaw? Ugly? No chance of love? I say who gives a coyote's tail about this whole love thing.. Why in the world does that even matter to you? Here you are, with only one eye and low self-esteem, and all you can think about is whether or not you're desirable in a female's eyes.." She wrinkled her slender muzzle, completely put off by the black cat's ludicrousness now. "That's pretty pathetic, even for you, Halfpaw."

N O E Y E S
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➹ Noeyes ➷ She-cat ➹ Elder of DesertClan ➷ 90 moons old ➹ Tags; Sandystrike and Rattlestorm ➷
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Noeyes lifted her scraggily-furred, ancient head from the Oasis lake's waters, her ears flicking back as she heard a pair of cats arguing rather raucously by the camp entrance, just behind her. The elder turned her head slowly to face the commotion, and was alarmed to discover that the felines fighting were Rattlestorm and Sandystrike.. The reason for her surprise and concern was simply because the two hardly ever fought.. but then again, Noeyes didn't know the full story on their predicament yet.
Turning fully and padding over to the young cats, Noeyes rasped, a little curtly, "What seems to be the problem, here, you two?" Once in earshot of them.

[CoolComrade]

A large growl rose in Crowpaw's throat. "What do you even care?" she spat. What was Spottedpaw's problem? Crowpaw cared for Tinypaw. Spottedpaw didn't. "Why are you even in here?" she hissed. "You aren't even hurt." Crowpaw smirked as she waited for the other apprentices response. "And there's nothing wrong with sleeping next to a clanmate. He was actually helping me." She paused. "I- I have trouble sleeping. I was able to fall asleep in here."