☾ moonclan - open & accepting!

[honey,]

whiteheart
[tom] [deputy] [alderstar, sandtail]
whiteheart nodded to alderstar's words and stood up as she spoke. "of course, your mother is very proud of you, alderstar, and i am happy to see you are staying strong." he said with a warm sympathetic smile. he gave her ear a quick lick then padded off, running into sandtail. he smiled at the tom "good morning, sandtail. would you mind leading a hunting patrol for me?" he asked. "could you take rainpaw with you, and anyone else you please." he said to the tom.

poppypaw
[she-cat] [app.] [santail]
poppypaw smiled graciously at the tom for his kindness. she couldn't help but smile around him, he often seemed to cheer her up. the small she-cat stretched out her legs and chuckled. "hopefully very soon," she said. she watched the tom walk off and get bombarded by the fluffy deputy. her smile faltered slightly as she shook her head, trying to energize herself. she followed up behind sandtail as whiteheart spoke to him about organizing a patrol, and just listened silently.

foxleap
[tom] [warrior] [open]
he yawned as he left the den, a bit of moss stuck on the bottom of his tail. he sat down and looked around the camp groggily, glancing towards the leader and deputy but quickly looking away. in all honesty foxleap was never quite fond of the deputy, nor did he have a desire to be the deputy. he liked where he was as a warrior, he was fine with his duties and fine with being a mentor but wanted nothing more than that, or he felt like it may be too much work. he curled his tail over his white paws and licked the little piece of moss off of his tail with a tired glare.

eden
[she-cat] [loner] [open]
eden sighed as she jumped down from a fence post after snooping in a two-legs territory. frankly, the she-cat was bored. she felt like she had nothing to do, and desperately wanted someone to talk to. she of course knew there was a clan nearby but didn't feel like being chased around or hurt by any clan cats today. the fluffy she-cat swayed her tail impatiently as she padded around the territory looking for something to entertain herself with, treading a ways away from her own den that she had made. she had called it home for the past few moons and found it quite comfortable, even though it was a old log.

[majora.]

alderstar [tagged with whiteheart, creamflower]

the ivory tabby nodded at her old friend and cracked a smile at his remarks, and once more nuzzling him before he made his way down from the rocks. she was glad she chose him as her deputy, he was easy to rely on and he understood his leader's remarks. he was never afraid to tell her what he thought, and it may have saved her haunches a few times in decision making. after what seemed like a moon of thinking, she finally snapped back to herself and looked around. whiteheart was making patrols, nothing rambunctious was going on in camp- yet, at least. taking a fine leap down to the clearing, alderstar walked gently up to creamflower, dipping her head in respect for the mother. "morning, creamflower. i assume chivekit is still sleeping soundily in the nursery?" she asked, smiling. her gaze rested on the creamy she-cat as she lowered her rear, stretching one limb out and sitting in a lopped position, yawning quickly.

moonrose [tagged with shellsplash]

moonrose shot him a look, deceit in her eyes. should she continue to give him the silent treatment? no, he's had enough of those. if i recall, i didn't even speak to him yesterday. hmph. giving him a bold sigh, she put a paw on her meal and crossed a front limb over the other. "shellsplash, if i recall, you're the apprentice here; not me." attempting not to give a snort of amusement at her own comment, she dug her teeth right back into the juicy little mouse she pulled from the fresh kill pile. she didn't necessarily like belittling the tom, but giving cats a hard time was kind of her thing. plus, everyone knew she was always kidding- shellsplash of all the cats in moonclan understood that. unless she was laughing. then she was just furious.

[The Silver Fern]

Jaysong / tag/s; open / crush; Foxleap
Jaysong woke with a startle. A sharp bramble thorn was poking her soft underbelly, causing a sharp pain. "Ouch!" she muttered, throwing the thorn out of her nest. The three - legged warrior gave herself a quick groom and stretched. The dawn sunlight felt good on her pelt, warming the ginger furs. Jaysong limped out of the den. The stump of where her fourth leg should be still gave her a bit of trouble in the mornings, until the day progressed. Then she got used to being on three legs. On the way out of the den she noticed her crush, Foxleap. The molly tried her best to avoid him at all costs, and today was no exception. Blushing, she awkwardly sprinted out of the den, splashing droplets of crystal clear water and straight next door to the apprentice one. The warrior crawled into the rocky cave and called out, "Rabbitpaw! Time for training!"

[Animals65]

Creamflower sees Alderstar padding towards her and bowing her head out of respect, purring. "Morning Alderstar!" she said, returning the respect by bowing her head to the leader. "Yes Chivekit is fine and well. I cant believe he survived that greencough! I surely thought all my kits were going to die."

[SpaceAsylum]

Fleetstep, Warrior Tomcat at 26 Moons

The tom had awoken before the dawn even approached, not being much of a sleeper took its toll on Fleetstep's body sometimes but he really didn't care all the much. The black and white tom was grooming his short fur free of moss that stuck to him while getting whatever sleep he managed, taking long easy and light strokes to his matted fur. Of course, he didnt do anything else other than wander the camp boredly while waiting for others to get up. After most of the camp was up, Fleetstep's amber gaze scanned the clearing not looking for anyone in particular.

Robinpaw, Apprentice She-cat at 8 Moons

Her ears flattened against her head when some light managed to get into her eyes. Blinking away the brightness she stood up and stretched from her spot, sitting there doing nothing all day wasn't productive. Her eyes landed on her mentor, Blackstream, asleep in a shady spot. This left an annoyed twinge feeling on her mood, but she knew better than to wake up her mentor so instead she settled for sneaking around the camp to find someone to chat too. The she-cat saw that the fresh-kill pile wasn't running low and hunting on her own was a big no-no for her at least, so she boredly flicked her ears while waiting for something to do.

[lameloserlexi]

Location - Outside Moonclan territory
Tags - Mizuno, open

The deaf tom silently followed behind Mizuno, looking around at his surrounds. He recognized most the scents and the area considering this was around where they would go around walking in the morning. He wasn't feeling quite hungry, but he couldn't speak for his brother. Knowing him, he needs more for being way bigger than him.

Location - Outside Moonclan territory
Tags - Meeko, open

Mizuno followed the usual path him and Meeko took almost everyday, still sniffing around for prey. By now, prey just stayed clear of their path. "They're at least smart..." He complimented his prey. He looked back to Meeko, nodding in the direction they were going to make sure he knew.

[ocean,]

Shellsplash

Tom. Twenty-five moons. Tagged; Moonrose

Yanking his head back, Shellsplash gave her a disgusted and offended look. "How dare you Moonrose. That was just plain rude!" Shellsplash sent his tail-tip flying towards her forehead and flicked her, but not too hard. "You should go spend time with your clan-mates and learn some manners." The tom grinned before crawling up into a sitting position. Dragging his raspy tongue across his fur, he looked towards Moonrose. "Care for a groom hairball?"

Sandtail

Tom. Twenty-five moons. Tagged; Poppypaw, Whiteheart, Rainpaw

Sandtail nodded to Whiteheart. "Sure thing, i'll get Fleetstep to help as well." Turning he looked at Poppypaw and then towards Rainpaw. "Mind getting Rainpaw for me? I'll go find Fleetstep." The tom headed off towards where the tom was rested. "Oh and meet me by the entrance when you two are ready!" He stopped abruptly to call back to Poppypaw before continuing towards the tom. "Morning, care to join me and two others on a hunting patrol? It'll be a good way to get yourself up and going."

[majora.]

moonrose [tagged with shellsplash]

the ivory she-cat snickered in a demeaning manor, before releasing a sudden quiet yawn. She then let out a disgusted snort, her tail waving back and forth against the sand below them, dirtying her friend's pelt. "ew, a groom from that nasty tongue? i don't know what kind of herbs you've been pushing your nose into- even better, where you've been sleeping in that sick den. no offense." moonrose replied, jokingly of course. she'd never actually try and hurt her friends, and shuffled closer to shellsplash so he could begin grooming her sleek pelt.

[wigsnatched]

Thistleheart Mood: Slightly depressed Tags: None

Thistleheart stared at the other cats in the clan. They were all socialising together. She scratched the ground, knowing that the only cat she really knew was Blackstream, and they didn't even talk to eachother much. She wondered what it would be like if Crowwing and Driftclaw were still around in the clan today. She stared up at the sky for a moment, and then glanced back down at her paws.

[SpaceAsylum]

Fleetstep, Warrior Tomcat at 26 Moons

The tom looked up when he was approached, of course, he didn't speak at all. Instead, his eyes squinted at Sandtail with a meaningless glare. Fleetstep wasn't a social cat, not by a longshot and when asked to join the hunting patrol he simply fidgeted in his place, scraping his paws on the ground before awkwardly replying. "Ill go" it came out as a rather raspy reply not what he had intended but still got what he wanted to say across. He stood up, giving a nice long stretch to his now well groomed black and white body and gave the other tom a look that said 'lead the way'

Robinpaw, Apprentice She-cat at 8 Moons

Her ears flattened against her head when some light managed to get into her eyes. Blinking away the brightness she stood up and stretched from her spot, sitting there doing nothing all day wasn't productive. Her eyes landed on her mentor, Blackstream, asleep in a shady spot. This left an annoyed twinge feeling on her mood, but she knew better than to wake up her mentor so instead she settled for sneaking around the camp to find someone to chat too. The she-cat saw that the fresh-kill pile wasn't running low and hunting on her own was a big no-no for her at least, so she boredly flicked her ears while waiting for something to do.