โโโโโ ๏ผฏ๏ผท๏ผฌ๏ผท๏ผก๏ผด๏ผฃ๏ผจ๏ผฅ๏ผฒ !!
tom. forty-two ms. warrior. mentoring icepaw. interest in snowpetal. snowpetal
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Owlwatcher awoke with a yawn, his ears twitching as dawn light glowed on his tabby pelt. His amber gaze flickered around the den, as he noticed most of the warriors were already out and about. Emberblaze and Winterstorm had both left the den, but he noticed his brother Rookfang nearby. He also noticed Snowpetal wasn't in the den and assumed she had already left to train her apprentice, if patrols hadn't already left. He swiped his tongue over his muzzle, as he rose to his paws his thoughts focused on the day. Perhaps, he'd take Icepaw on a patrol, he knew that Icepaw was probably already up and ready to train. The young she-cat had been quite ready to leave apprentice den as of late, she was ready to become a warrior. Owlwatcher knew it would be time for her assessment soon enough, though he wasn't quite ready to let go in a sense. He enjoyed training the young she-cat, she had become a stunning hunter which he was quite proud of. He felt like a proud father in a way, seeing the young apprentice grow up to this point. He wondered how Snowpetal must feel about all of this, he knew she'd be proud as well, but it seemed as if both Snowpetal and Icepaw had become a bit distant recently. He knew the two hadn't been really close since the loss of Branchtail, but he hadn't questioned either of the two further. As the tom padded out of the den, he nearly tripped over Snowpetal too lost in his thoughts to notice the she-cat. He quickly regained himself, and turned his amber gaze to the she-cat, a his pelt warm with embarrassment. "Sorry, Snowpetal I didn't see you there. Lost in thought...", the tom said, before quickly adding "Uh- How have you been? Are you doing okay this morning?", he asked with a small smile.
โโโโโ ๏ผข๏ผฒ๏ผฏ๏ผซ๏ผฅ๏ผฎ๏ผจ๏ผฏ๏ผฐ๏ผฅ !!
female. thirty-two ms. warrior. mentoring weaselpaw. no interest. open
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Brokenhope arrived back at the camp, just shortly after dawn after one of her usual morning hunts. Two mice dangled from her jaw, as she slowly padded toward the fresh-kill pile, setting them down amongst the rest of the prey. Her amber gaze scanned the camp for her apprentice, but the tom was no where to be seen. Her gaze narrowed slightly as she slowly stalked away from the fresh-kill, and settled down in the shadows of the camp. Brokenhope wasn't one to engage in conversations with her clanmates freely, she'd rather watch and listen. She let out a quite breath as she laid her head on her paws, her tail twitching as her amber eyes flickered around the camp watching the interactions between her clanmates.
โโโโโ ๏ผฆ๏ผฌ๏ผก๏ผฒ๏ผฅ๏ผฐ๏ผก๏ผท !!
female. eleven ms. apprentice. mentored by rushwing. interest in peachpaw. icepaw
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Flarepaw awoke with a yawn, never one of the first to awaken despite her fiery and upbeat nature. She dreaded the mornings, honestly they were a pain. No one would let her sleep peacefully it seemed, as the rest of the apprentice were always twisting and turning, poking and prodding her in their sleep. Of course, Flarepaw had finally found a decent place for her nest which she got some decent sleep, but it didn't matter where she was if other muttered in their sleep. She let out a sigh, as she slowly arose to her paws shaking out her pelt. She noticed Icepaw near her nest and noticed the she-cat didn't seem too happy this morning. She knew the apprentice didn't have the best connection with her mother, since the loss of her father. She knew that both of them thought differently on what had caused his death, though Flarepaw had stayed out of it for the most part. She swiped her tongue over a paw, as she dragged it over an ear, her lime-green gaze looking her friend over. "Something bothering you, Icepaw? You should be excited that we're becoming warriors soon! Well not soon soon, but...yeah", she said with a toothy grin, turning her attention to her grooming for a moment, before returning her gaze back to Icepaw. She didn't show it often, but she hated to see her friends upset. She often tried to take their minds off of it or tried to brighten their moods, but it wasn't easy for her to do, especially since she wasn't the most affectionate feline either.
โโโโโ ๏ผข๏ผฅ๏ผก๏ผถ๏ผฅ๏ผฒ๏ผข๏ผฏ๏ผต๏ผฎ๏ผฃ๏ผฅ !!
female. twenty-nine ms. warrior. no apprentice. no interest. open
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Beaverbounce awoke as dawn light began to filter through the den, letting out a yawn as she stretched. She was glad that she was sleeping in the warriors den and not in the elders due to her issue, but knew that if things got worse that was where she'd end up being. She let out a heavy breath as she scanned the den for a few moments, before rising to her paws and padding out of the den. Her ears twitched as she watched the cats in camp for a few moments, as if she had to gain her bearings, before heading towards the fresh-kill pile. She sat down and took a small bird from the pile, beginning to eat her meal as she watched the cats in the camp, awaiting for patrols to be assigned for the day.
โโโโโ ๏ผฒ๏ผก๏ผถ๏ผฅ๏ผฎ๏ผท๏ผก๏ผด๏ผฃ๏ผจ๏ผฅ๏ผฒ !!
female. seventy-nine ms. warrior. no apprentice. no interest. open
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The senior warrior had already been up and about as usual, sitting in camp as she watched her clanmates slip out of the dens and begin the day. It was a sight Ravenwatcher had seen since she was able to leave the nursery, she'd seen it every day for many, many, moons. She never tired of it she felt honored to see the sight every day, because she knew one day would be her last day seeing the clan come together in the morning. She let out a yawn, beginning to tend to her pelt as she awaited for the deputy to set patrols for the day. Her gaze flickered around the camp momentarily, before she laid down and awaited for the day to properly begin. Perhaps, she'd get to go on a patrol or perhaps she'd simply tag along with another warrior or two on a hunt. Either one was fine for her, she would be happy doing anything as long as it meant she was serving her clan like a loyal warrior.
