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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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Jackalhowl let out an inward sigh of relief as Browntail spoke. Though the smaller tom seemed a bit put off by the main coon's words and the way he was acting so strangely and anxiously, thankfully, he wasn't mentioning the warrior's faults or giving him too odd of a stare. That boosted the tom's confidence a little, so he forced his yellow-green eyes to settle, fixating them on Browntail's and telling them not to move. Making eye contact was one of the best ways to go when making light, easy conversation - that's what his mother had told him when he was young.. But, obviously, he tended to stray from her helpful advice on manners a lot, so actually following her standards was a big leap for Jackalhowl.
He meowed, as his skin, formerly heated by embarrassment, cooled down and his pelt laid fully flat, "No, actually. After a quick bite to eat, I went out to bury my meal's remains. Wouldn't want to attract any scavengers into camp, now, would I?" He gave a deep chuckle, though it was shaky and still retained his awkwardness.
That'll do, Jackalhowl, that'll do..

[ruui]

Browntail
The tom smiled awkwardly.
"I forgot about burying the remains.
Would that cause a problem..?"The tom
flattened his ears,as he flicked his tail
impatiently,slightly embarrassed.
The clumsy tom usually never bury his remains.
He was going to quickly grab his remains from
the morning,but having Jackalhowl remind him
makes him nervous.If scavengers happen to come by,
he would be the one blamed.

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{Ehh.. I have to respond tomorrow!! It is late and I have to wake up uber early or morning church, haha ;-;
I will respond tomorrow when ever I get the time. <3}

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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: DesertClan camp ➷ Tags; Browntail ➹
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Jackalhowl's faint smile stretched wider.. and maybe, just maybe, it wasn't looking so pathetic anymore. He realized that, now that he'd calmed himself and begun to think rationally, Browntail was a great feline to talk to. They seemed to be alike in many ways, and the main coon was.. happy that the smaller cat had decided to make chitchat with him instead of ignoring him completely like most others did.
He couldn't help but notice, however, that the tom had stood and seemed to be inching away from the mottled, muscular brute.. Was he looking for an excuse to leave? What was left of Jackalhowl's confidence was crushed - maybe Browntail wasn't so kind has he'd thought him to be.. Was Jackalhowl really that awful to talk to, that, seconds into their conversation, the male was already looking for a good spot to squeeze away from him?
Pretending to ignore the emotions that swirled in his brain, though the warrior was sure his eyes reflected some disappointment, the powerful warrior purred in response, "Nah, I think not. Just try to remember to do so for future reference, y'know?" He waved his tail in the air once and then pointed it to the direction of the land beyond the Oasis. "It is true that if w aren't careful, carrion will attract jackals and coyotes and who knows what else. But I certainly don't blame anyone for forgetting to bury their meal once done from time to time, anyway.."

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.."

[canadianhowl]

[[ If anyone is interested in making Francis then Pm me about it. I'll give you some info about him and you may create the rest. This is first come first served. ]]

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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 Blazepaw gave a nod in return agreeing with this first statement. When Sunpaw answered her second question she would let it pass. Not the answer she was looking for but it was okay enough. "That's cool. Now with me I like training, socializing, friends, and uh.... I guess eating." Blazepaw meowed with a small chuckle. Blazepaw sat back up and glanced around camp for a bit. "One more question for you Sunpaw. You maybe want to train together tomorrow when our mentors take us out for training? You seem like a cool guy and I just thought we could spend a bit more time getting to know each other. That's all." She asked with a small smile now.

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F i r e p a w

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

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➳x Firepaw heard some paw steps near him and whipped his head around to face the cat. His emerald eyes narrowed a bit before he questioned Amberpaw. "Amberpaw? Why are you here? Have you been listening to what I've been saying right now!?" He meowed feeling his face heat up. Of coarse if she had then the she cat knew just about how much he had loved Francis and well, now he probably had no chance with Amberpaw herself. Firepaw sighed and groomed his fur up before standing on his four paws. He slowly made his way over to where Amberpaw was and gazed at her. He noticed the spikes in her fur and whimpered, "My did you run into a cactus on your way here. Ah I'm sorry that happened and it was because of me wasn't it. Here I'll take them out for you." Soon enough Firepaw started to inspect the spikes through her fur. Once more he felt his face heat up and now his heart racing a bit for being in touching contact with his crush. He backed away hoping it wasn't to awkward for Amberpaw. "Sorry for just going in and looking at the spikes. Do I have your permission to do so before I proceed the process?" The Scottish Fold apprentice asked Amberpaw.

[Olivesaurus]

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

Sunpaw couldn't help but smile. "Eating is also a good thing to enjoy!" It was funny, he thought, but very true. Eating was indeed a thing every feline must enjoy. The tabby uncurled his tail, allowing it to flick back and forth. His eyes were trained on the she-cat in front of him. Was she nervous? It seemed so, since she kept looking around camp. Perhaps it was just her nerves. Sunpaw tilted his head as Blazepaw continued with another question. A small purr blossomed in his throat, and his eyes glowed. "Of course, Blazepaw." He replied. It seemed that Blazepaw enjoyed his company, so a friendship between the two had surely began to unfurl. And for that, he was thankful and excited for.

[ruui]

Browntail
"Oh.I'll keep track of that next time."He huffed then grinned.
At least I won't be getting in trouble,yet.
"Is it okay if I ask how you got your name?
Basically I got my name,since,uh,I have a
brown tail."He glanced as his tail.Browntail
wasn't always the smartest tom,but the most
questionable.It seemed obvious that Jackalhowl
may got his name after a jackal's howl,unless there's
another way.

Amberpaw
"I didn't mean t-to,but I'm h-hoping you
wouldn't be too m-mad at m-me for
doing s-so."She stuttered mistakingly.
"Uh..sure,but I-I don't mind
if you want me to do it m-myself."She answered quietly.
Amberpaw didn't want to seem rude or anything,
letting him do it himself.The she-cat blushed
lightly,but she didn't mind.Her mind
was focusing onto Francis.I feel positive
they're alive,but then again,I could be wrong.
Amberpaw glanced at Firepaw,her eyes matching
his,as she looked down,not wanting to cause
anything awkward between them.

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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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He snorted, blinking with a little surprise at the warrior's sudden question that was a little uncalled for yet welcome nonetheless. Jackalhowl considered this, growing silent for a bit. Had he been named for something?.. Well, his mother had always told him that he was the biggest and most healthy tomcat in the litter, so maybe that had something to do with it? Thoughtfully and slowly, the dark brute murmured, "Huh.. I never really thought about that before. Honestly, I don't have much of an idea, though I think I may have been named Jackalhowl due to my size." He flexed his shoulders and chuffed with awkward laughter, his wide chest heaving and yellow-green eyes sparkling with warmth for the first time all day. "I was always considered to be as big as a jackal in my ma's eyes, heh.. So it makes sense."

[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 [[ Writers block ;7; ]]

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F i r e p a w

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

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➳x He locked his gaze with hers for a split second before getting himself out of the gaze. Firepaw cleared his throat before he gave a nod and continued to pull the spikes out. "If the pain starts getting unbearable then tell me to stop. I don't want to hurt you too much dear." The male ordered Amberpaw. It was true he didn't want to hurt her too much but actually he didn't want to hurt her at all. Usually he would only do this for cats and he would say he didn't really care for them and he only did it because he was their clan mate. This was not the case with Amberpaw. Firepaw was helping her out because he did care for the she cat and wanted to make her feel better when all the spikes where pulled out. He then started to search behind her ears and somewhat around her neck. He was feeling his heart race even more which caused him to lose some control of his breathing. Let's say Firepaw still didn't know the reason why ish he was always so nervous around Amberpaw. "So uh, I hope you don't mind me asking but what did you hear from me when you were just giving me some room after following me?" The Scottish Fold male asked wondering whatvAmberpaw is hear from his mumbling.

[* Macey *]

{is anyone open for Mossleap to interact with?}