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[Olivesaurus]

S u n p a w
tom - apprentice - 14 moons - crush: none - mentor: scorchstar
feeling: average - location: camp - tags: blazepaw

Sunpaw's yellow eyes glowed, much like the prefix he was named after. "I'm doing great, thank you." It was very true. The tom had done a bit of hunting and chattering, as well as sunbathing. No one had disturbed him. Scorchstar had been too busy with rouges and thinking about the next deputy, so in a way he had been neglected. All in good reason, of course. He sat down across from the she-cat and wrapped his long striped tail around his paws. "And you?" Sunpaw returned the question, tilting his head slightly. He didn't think too much of Blazepaw. He was friendly towards every cat, and he tried to be the best towards them. His whole attitude was surrounded by being positive and bright.

[deftonesly]

N O E Y E S
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➹ Noeyes ➷ She-cat ➹ Elder of DesertClan ➷ 90 moons old ➹
Location: Beside the Oasis lake ➷Tags: Silverkit and Quailfeather ➹
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Noeyes' ears sensitive ears pricked and stood erect when she heard someone else pad up to her and inquire if she could stick around to hear the elder's tale. Quickly, the Russian blue distinguished her voice to be feminine, and could easily guess who the kind cat was. She rasped, "Quailfeather? Is that you, my dear? Oh, no bother! Of course you can listen in.. Today's tale is one, of course, of adventure, but also.." Her voice trailed off a bit and her brow furrowed and her whiskers began to tremble. "One of sadness and tragedy.."
But soon enough she was back to her bubbly self and was happy again, excited to begin her story. "Ready, you two? Settle down, because it's a long one!"

A N T
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➹ Ant ➷ She-cat ➹ Rogue ➷ 26 moons old ➹ Location: Close to the
DesertClan camp; the desert ➷ Tags; Rainwhisper ➹
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She seems like she's got quite the weight bearing down on her.. But why? I wonder what makes her so anxious and saddened enough to leave her Clan's sanctuary and come out here when it is way past their curfew? Interesting and confusing.. I wonder if I should ask what's up.
Ant flicked her long, whiplike tail ever so slightly, enough to disturb the shrubbery around her much to her dismay, but not by much. Still, the skinny, underfed molly cursed between bitterly clenched teeth when she felt the bushes quake around her, revealing her spot. She's sure to have spotted me now.. Sure enough, the blue-grey, slightly older female's ears pricked and her delicate nose began to twitch. Unfortunately, Ant was upwind of her, so the Clannie immediately caught her scent, though her eyes were glossed over with puzzlement and a bit of fear - had she never smelled a rogue before?
The Abyssinian, who was still crouched down, hugging the desert floor, camouflaged, could literally see the gears turning in the she-cat's glowing, twinkling grey-green eyes. There was a hidden question there, one that Ant saw easily: Do I run back to the safety of my home and those who I can rely on? or do I stay out here, stand my ground, and discover who this imposter is? Though the blue-grey cat seemed to be frightened out of her fur, the rogue had to admire her when she didn't bolt off back the way she'd come, but twisted her sleek head about to stare in Ant's direction. Her voice was soft, but still held such obvious wariness and fear in it, "Who is there?"
For a spell, the dust-colored cat was tempted to not respond.. She wasn't exactly in a good position to greet the molly, what with her being so creepily and eerily hidden from view like she was. So Ant decided to play it cool, and prayed to whatever stupid god that there was out there that she wouldn't scare the DesertClan cat off. She, in one, fluid movement, rose to her skinny feet and sauntered out of the brush to meet the female, not a trace of fear or.. any emotion really on her face, aside from friendliness. Her posture showed that she wasn't a threat, though, the cocky little skip in her set suggested otherwise. upon Ant's face was a wry, twisted, sardonic little grin, one that was so devilish and impish that it would be enough to set even the calmest cat off. The rogue's face was open and seemingly kind - on the surface. Still, she the Abyssinian wasn't trying to display dominance or suggestion, but the way she waved her tail and the way she sashayed her hips was confusing nonetheless.
She carefully made her way up to the slightly older cat and dared to draw too close for comfort. Ant purred, her voice sweetened with its normal honey, "Hello, there. Sorry if I startled you - I know the presence of another can be unnerving, especially when it clearly isn't wanted.. Anyway, if you really want to know "who is there", the name's Ant. And you, sweet thing?"

S C O R C H S T A R
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➹ Scorchstar ➷ Tomcat ➹ Leader of DesertClan ➷ 42 moons old
- eight lives left ➹ Location: Beside the Oasis lake ➷ Tags; Batpaw and
Hawkcry ➹
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Scorchstar tilted his head at Batpaw's slightly confrontational tone of voice, but dismissed the little hint of disrespect, deciding that he'd let it slide considering what he'd been through today. He padded off, towards the camp entrance, away from Hawkcry - who was watching them suspiciously as well as curiously through his cold eyes. He settled himself before the ebony tom, relieved that he had followed him without question. "So.. What I needed to speak with you about is your warrior ceremony.. You of course know that the age an apprentice becomes a warrior is fifteen moons, which has led me to make the decision to make you a warrior of DesertClan very soon." He saw the ebony tom's filmy eyes widen with excitement, say his fur bristle despite the blood running down his slashed cheek, and that gave the tall orange tabby a sense of happiness and faith in himself. It is a good decision to make Batpaw a warrior.. The cat's gone through a terrible ordeal with Hawkcry, and has, overall, had a rough life in DesertClan since we found him abound as a youngling.. He deserves this.. And I've been putting it off for too long. Batpaw is a fine cat, if not temperamental and grouchy at times, and I'm sure he'll do DesertClan well. I hope that he knows that I don't request giving him his ceremony at long last out of pity for him.. If he takes this the wrong way, he's sure to blow.
I must tread carefully.

F L A R E P A W
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➹ Flarepaw/ears ➷ She-cat ➹ Apprentice of DesertClan ➷ 11 moons old ➹
Location: Edge of the DesertClan camp ➷ Tags; Thorn ➹
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"And don't even think about coming back.. unless you want a mauled face, of course.." Flarepaw hissed under her breath softly, as he turned tail and strutted off, clearly taking his time with his retreat. She wanted to scream those bitter words after him, but clenched her teeth together tightly, restraining in doing so... for she knew she was bound to be discovered, and would surely give herself away by yelling.
Common sense won over instinct, and, with a furious huff and a slumping of her shoulders and the flattened of her ears, the apprentice turned away as well.. The ebony cat was going back to reality and was doing her best to shred any thoughts of the rogue when she reentered camp, sliding through the shrubbery of the camp's outer perimeter.

J A C K A L H O W L
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➹ Jackalhowl ➷ Tomcat ➹ Warrior of DesertClan ➷ 36 moons old
➹ Location : Heading out of camp to bury fresh-kill; outside of camp, in the desert
➷ Tags; Russetstorm ➹
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Jackalhowl felt the russet tom's eyes on him, and tried to swallow his astonishment. I hadn't meant to touch you! Please, please, think nothing of it! With his anxiety obvious in ever step he took, the main coon practically bolted out of camp, his tail, which was burning up, streaming out behind him and waving madly in the wind. Not even the howling, whistling desert air could cool down his embarrassment and heated pelt.
When he exited camp, the powerful, huge cat slowed, swimming his head about and searching for a place nearby to bury the turtle's remains. But when Jackalhowl heard the ironic baying of a jackal in the distance, he stiffened, and the pupils in his yellow-green eyes dilated with fear. With his fluffy pelt spiked and ears pasted flat back against his stout head, he treaded forward cautiously. The brute had never, ever left camp after curfew - so this was a whole new experience for him. There was nothing the tomcat wanted than to drop the turtle's bones and shell and dart back into the bushes that surrounded the Oasis, but he knew he had a job to fulfill, and he didn't want to look like a coward, especially since Russetstorm was probably still watching the camp entrance.. and maybe, just maybe, awaiting his return.
Steeling himself and pushing out his chest, Jackalhowl tried to force some confidence into his step and tried to mirror Russetstorm's erect posture. He probably looked ridiculous, but it was worth the shot. When he finally located a liable spot to bury his meal, he speedily dug a great hole, placed the turtle's remains inside of it, and hurriedly patted down the crunchy desert earth over top of it. Then he heard that jackal howl again, this time seemingly much closer, and her made a mad dash for home.

H A W K C R Y
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➹ Hawkcry ➷ Tomcat ➹ Warrior of DesertClan ➷ 31 moons old ➹
Location: Inside the medicine cat den ➷ Tags; Softberry ➹
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So that is his name.. Snow. Pretty hilarious, considering the fact that he does indeed look like the substance.. The dark tabby thought, unable to stop the wry, almost evil grin from creeping across his maw. "Yes.." He murmured, not meeting Softberry's eyes but instead staring dead ahead into the dark recesses of the den, wanting to brood for a spell. "I would like to take out a patrol and make sure that he's gone for sure, but, obviously, I can't. By the way Scorchstar stated my punishment, I'm assuming that means I can't leave camp, either, except if it means helping you. Meh, I hope some other cat comes to their senses and decides to go after him. Oh, how I would love to hunt Snow down.."
I most likely sound like a monster in her eyes, like I do to most every cat.. But I couldn't care less. I will speak my mind here and, really, whenever and wherever I desire to do so. Besides, Softberry is calm enough. I'm pretty sure she's heard worse.
When the medicine cat told him that her work was complete, Hawkcry gathered his toned, muscular legs beneath him and heaved himself to his feet with a small grunt. "Thank you, Softberry. And, of course! I will defend the camp in whatever circumstance, even if I'm about to keel over and die." His pale blue eyes shone with pride as she called him one of the strongest warriors in the Clan - what could he say? He liked it when any female stroked his ego. "Again, thank you. I.. Look forward to working with you tomorrow. Unless there's anything you need me to do now? I could spare the time to begin some chores, I suppose.."

[ruui]

Browntail
Browntail licked his paws as he finished his prey.
The tom shuffled his eyes toward Jackalhowl,as
he run pass him by a bit."Hey Jackalhowl."He meowed
lightly.The tom looked at the fluffy tom,unsure why he looked
scared,or rushed.Browntail flicked his tail as he looked at the camp,back
to Jackalhowl.He waited for a response,after Jackalhowl catch a breath.
//Short post ;;

[canadianhowl]

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B l a z e p a w

gender; female
crush; open
health; 100
rank; apprentice
mood; calm
hunger; 85
tagged; sunpaw, open
voice; [url=X]XXXX[/url]

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➳x "Good as usual thanks for asking." She purred before laying down on the ground with her paws crossed on top of each other and bushy tail laying against her left flank. Blazepaw looked up at the male apprentice before proceeding with the conversation. "So, anything new in your life. Like something interesting or maybe even you know, likings. It's not that I'm being nosey, just curious because hey, I'm like that." Blazepaw questioned Sunpaw still having her friendly bright smile plastered on her face. [[ Writers block. ]]

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F i r e p a w

gender; male
crush; amberpaw, open
health; 100
rank; apprentice
mood; upset
hunger; 82
tagged; amberpaw, open
voice; XXXX

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➳x The Scottish Fold them sighed knowing that he would never tell that cat how much he had loved him. "I can't. That cat is dead, that cat is long gone and it was because of me. I should of gone with that cat to hunt but instead I stayed in the den that cat and I were living in. It was all my fault Francis is gone!" He whimpered but soon it turned into a scream of sorrow. No, he wouldn't accept the fact that his love was gone. Francis had to be out there alive and well wondering where he, Firepaw or Arthur was at. With that Firepaw dashed out of camp clearly now crying in distress and confusion. He just wanted to be alone for once in his life. When Firepaw was a good distance away from camp he laid down in the sand not caring that night was approaching and he was defenses against any predators. It didn't matter to him anymore, he just wanted to know that his love was alright and well and probably have another love interest by now. "I'm sorry my love. I'm sorry for being a coward and I'm sorry for always calling you bloody names and always fighting with you. I never meant any of it just.... Please come back. I want to feel your fur again, smell your sweet scent again, and look into your gorgeous sky blue eyes again." The apprentice muttered as he broke down slamming his head into the sand.

[ruui]

Amberpaw
She turned her head,seeing Firepaw running out of
camp.Isn't it dangerous just to run out of camp?The
sun's setting anyway..Amberpaw decided to followed
Firepaw."Hey Firepaw!"She ran after,as she bumped it a
cactus.Shoot.Amberpaw jumped back,pawing her face.
Amberpaw shook her head and padded up to Firepaw.She let
him have some space,as she sat a tail length away.Francis,
maybe they're still alive.I'm quite determined to find the cat
so that Firepaw could stop his misery.

[Olivesaurus]

S u n p a w
tom - apprentice - 14 moons - crush: none - mentor: scorchstar
feeling: average - location: camp - tags: blazepaw

Sunpaw flicked one of his orange ears and shrugged. "I wouldn't say there's anything new...." He paused to think, which was almost a bit awkward due to the silence. "I like sunbathing. As always. And chatting. As always." Sunpaw twitched his whiskers, unsure how else to answer.

[deftonesly]

J A C K A L H O W L
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➹ Jackalhowl ➷ Tomcat ➹ Warrior of DesertClan ➷ 36 moons old
➹ Location : Back from burying prey; in camp ➷ Tags; Browntail ➹
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Startled, the massive main coon yelped loudly. His yellow-green eyes widened to the point that they looked to be in pain so astonished was he upon being spoken to so suddenly. Who am I supposed to be, some lovable individual? Why so popular after all these moons, eh? He swiveled his head about madly to face the slightly younger tomcat who had spoken, and discovered his new audience to be Browntail.
The mottled warrior let out a gusty sigh and tried to calm his nerves. He sheathed his claws and did his best to maintain his ruffled mane of fur that was prickling every which way. Shamefully, he bowed his head to lick at his pale brown chest fur, avoiding Browntail's gaze sheepishly as he murmured, slowly, "Oh.. hello, Browntail. What's up?"

[ruui]

Browntail
"Uh."He paused.Seeing that the tom
doesn't seem too much in the mood,he
hesitated a joke."Nothing much.How
about you?"He asked.The tom licked his chest fur
as he shook his pelt.Browntail glanced out the camp,sun
setting.

[deftonesly]

J A C K A L H O W L
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➹ Jackalhowl ➷ Tomcat ➹ Warrior of DesertClan ➷ 36 moons old
➹ Location: DesertClan camp ➷ Tags; Browntail ➹
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The sense of awkwardness, as it usually happened when Jackalhowl tried to hold up conversations with his Clanmates, blossomed almost immediately. The massive brute hadn't exactly started off their conversation on the right foot when he'd come blundering into camp wide-eyed and pelt all bristled, now, had he? Oddly, the warrior felt saddened and felt some regret by the way he'd probably come off rude to Browntail. If only I wasn't such a helpless case! If only I could be more sociable and not be such a loser around everyone! Why must I be this way - I cannot stand it!
Despite his social awkwardness, the main coon was a master had hiding how he really felt, and his terrible, sheepish, and disheartening thoughts were - hopefully - hidden from his Clanmates's detection. Then again, there were always those cats that could always seem to sense what was going on.. Jackalhowl could only hope that Browntail wasn't one of those felines. Even if the brown and white cat was, how would the brute know? This was the first time he and the smaller cat had actually spoken to one another for more than a few seconds, anyway.
Only then did the tom realize that, while he'd been thinking, he'd paused for an awful amount of time. Quickly, almost too quickly, he lifted his head to fully meet the cat's gaze, though he wasn't fully focusing on Browntail all the way, really. His golden-yellow eyes often strayed from him, going all over the place and never staying riveted to one position. To Browntail he probably looked as mad as a hare, but most cats knew of his antics, so he hoped he wouldn't frighten the tomcat too much. Jackalhowl blurted out, stuttering and offering his Clan-mates a small smile, "Likewise. My day's been pretty boring all in all.." He trailed off, his train of thought crashing and meeting a fateful demise. Curse his inability to add something more interesting to his response!

[ruui]

Browntail
The tom flicked his ear,unsure with the larger
cat's stuttering.Browntail stood up as he saw
that Jackalhowl was larger.Well,I'm short.
"Did you just came back from a hunt or something'?"The
tom asked as he swiped a paw over his ear.He
was deciding to head off to his den after the conversation,
but it would be a bit rude to head off in the middle of one.