HopeClan ❀Not Accepting❀ *IMPORTANT POLL*

[fluffypears]

[ Anyone open for Emeraldsky to find and briefly chat with in the forest? ]

[Whale_Shark]

Nightwing protested, turning away from the light to try and get a touch more sleep.

Ivypaw came tearing out his new den, bouncing around. Even without the ability to speak, he was excited.


(( Nightswan is best on the list
Let's keep this alive!!!! ))

[Novastronomy]

(I have Sunpaw open in starclan and both Cloudkit and Hailkit are open in the nursery)

[Whale_Shark]

((
NO DYING
i'm fanarting
and need my ships
and drama
KICK IT IN THE BUM AND GET IT GOING!!!!!))

[Mr. Cloudwhisker]

[ NO, BAHZ. YOU WILL NOT KILL THIS RP. ]

Ƨωαиғσσт
Ѧσℓℓʏ | Ɯαяяισя | Ƭαɢɢɛ∂ - Иιɢнтωιиɢ

Δи∂ ωɛ ℓαʋɢнɛ∂, σн, αи∂ ωɛ cяιɛ∂ αи∂
тнσʋɢнт: Ѳн, ωнαт α ℓιғɛ. - Δмɛяιcαи Δʋтнσяƨ

Swanfoot looked over at Nightwing, yawning. "Like I don't?" she chucked, heaving herself to her paws and stretching. The cat padded over tails, making her way outside. Ok, do I just call for cats to join or... Swanfoot shook her head, letting out a yowl a couple seconds later. "Any cat wanting to go on patrol gather here." the white cat called, looking around.

Δитcℓαω
Ƭσмcαт | Ɯαяяισя | Ƭαɢɢɛ∂ - Ɖαɢɢɛя

Ǥσт α ƨɛcяɛт
Ɔαи ʏσʋ κɛɛρ ιт?
Ƨωɛαя тнιƨ σиɛ ʏσʋ'ℓℓ ƨαʌɛ - Ƭнɛ Ƥιɛяcɛƨ

Antclaw opened his eyes, smiling as he found Dagger right in front of him. Seeing as she was still asleep, Antclaw got an idea and padded out of the warrior's section of the den. The black cat walked out of camp, sniffing the air before taking off running, stopping when the warm smells of home no longer reached his nose. Antclaw flicked an ear, searching the air for prey. He caught the scent of a large mouse, dropped into a hunting crouch, and followed the scent. He saw the mouse's tail, and pounced, catching it by the leg before giving it a swift killing bite. He carried it back to camp, also having caught another mouse along the way. The cat made it back to camp, padding to Faithstar's den. He dropped off the first mouse just inside before padding back to Dagger. He set down the second mouse next to her before reclaiming his place in his nest and letting out a contented sigh.

Δρρℓɛραω
Ѧσℓℓʏ | Δρρяɛитιcɛ | Ƭαɢɢɛ∂ - Ѧσƨƨнɛαят

Ƨαω ƨσ мαиʏ ρℓαcɛƨ, тнɛ тнιиɢƨ тнαт Ɩ ∂ι∂
Ɯιтн ɛʌɛяʏ вяσκɛи вσиɛ, Ɩ ƨωɛαя Ɩ ℓιʌɛ∂ - ѲиɛЯɛρʋвℓιc

The scent of lavender consumed the cats around Mossheart. Applepaw took in a deep breath and let it out with a sigh. She burrowed deeper into her mother's fur, a couple tears streaming down her cheeks. Was this her and her siblings fault? Did Mossheart die because of them? A couple more tears rolled down her face as the darkness consumed the world around her and she fell into a dreamless yet terrifying sleep.

[ THAT IS AMAZING. ]

[liv :)]

Faithstar

She-Cat ~ 45 moons ~ Leader ~ 7 lives ~ Tags: Open

Dim rays of light shone through the mouldy branches that covered the entrance of Faithstar's den that laid at the base of the Towering-Hill. The feeble light that the glowworms' that clung to the ceiling produced has now lessened even more since the crack of dawn has arrived. Faithstar, still enervated from Hock viciously striking the previous night. It didn't help that she had been required to attend a gathering with LeafClan and ThornClan. As the cats of the Clan arose from their nests to take part in their duties, the sandy-furred leader stayed asleep. The rest was much needed, considering she was not only bearing the fatigue of staying up late at the gathering, but her body was still recovering from death. StarClan hadn't sent her a dream that night, possibly because they were still discussing Faithstar losing her life. Nonetheless, it was most likely for the better, as a potentially unsettling dream wouldn't be ideal for the frail she-cat.

Larkwillow

She-Cat ~ 16 moons ~ Warrior ~ Tags: Swanfoot

Larkwillow awoke at the sound of Swanfoot's voice ringing through the air, it's tone piercing through the previous silence. Larkwillow's sleep had been warm and deep, a comforting rest that differed from the usually unnerving dreams that rested in her thoughts on other nights. Unlike the nightmares that always lead to the reminder of the many deaths that have happened in her fairly short lifetime, this one put the hope back in a little HopeClan warrior. The morning she had with Thornclaw was played on repeat throughout the night, the close embrace they had consoling her. Surprisingly, Thrushpaw didn't appear in the dreams she had during her slumber. Perhaps this was because Thrushpaw's confession hadn't been at a good time for Larkwillow, with Thornclaw still in her mind. It was a painful reminder that she loved both, and that choosing only one to be her mate would be achingly difficult.

Larkwillow's ear twitched when Swanfoot called out for recruits to join her on a patrol, and Larkwillow's pale yellow eyes slowly opened. They were faced with little light, and Larkwillow noted that Green-Leaf was coming to an end very soon. Larkwillow let out a small sigh, disappointed that she had been awoken from her lovely dream. It's time to start the day... she thought with a frown, beginning to push herself out of her nest with sleepy paws. It took an alarming amount of effort to get herself up and at 'em, and Larkwillow found herself walking with a stagger. Larkwillow inched herself out of her thin nest that had just been made since she was a newly-made Warrior, and out of the den's exit. Larkwillow dragged herself over to Swanfoot, and the molly looked up at her previous mentor with tired eyes. "I'd like to come on patrol, Swanfoot," murmured Larkwillow, her sentence followed by a yawn.

Rowanlog

Tom ~ 40 moons ~ Warrior ~ Tags: Ivypaw

Rowanlog was still sleep when the sun had risen over the horizon, and he wasn't aroused until Swanfoot called for some Warriors to accompany her on a patrol. The tom awoke with a start, his muzzle still placed beside Mossheart's. Rowanlog pushed himself away from Mossheart, and he jumped to his paws when the scent of his son and apprentice came to him. He turned his head around to find Ivypaw bouncing around. "Hey! Ivypaw!'' he called to his son, beckoning the young cat over with his tail. His plan was to take Ivypaw on his first real patrol with him, by joining Swanfoot's. Of course, Rowanlog questioned Swanfoot's rights to lead a patrol without any seen consent form either Nightwing or Faithstar, but he knew enough not to question anything. Swanfoot obviously had a special relationship with the deputy, so she had probably arranged this him.

Pepper

She-Cat ~ 42 moons ~ Kittypet ~ Tags: Emeraldsky

Pepper woke up at the sound of Emeraldsky's paws padding out of the medicine den. The black-pelted kittypet slowly opened one light green eye, managing to catch a glimpse of the creamy-coloured medicine cat before she set off. Pepper opened her other eye, blinking as soon as both were opened. It was sunrise, and it seemed like the only other cat awake was Emeraldsky. The black she-cat yawned, pushing herself out of her makeshift nest and arching her back in a stretch. I should probably follow Emeraldsky and see if she has any tasks for me. Pepper stepped out of the moss, and began padding after the she-cat. Emeraldsky was out of sight, and Pepper had to follow her scent to find where she was. She sped up, her stride becoming a bound as she raced after the medicine cat, wanting to catch up to her before she went too deep into the woods. Pepper sprinted along, following Emeraldsky's scent. Quite quickly, the molly came into sight and pepper trotted up to her side. "Good morning, Emeraldsky! How was the Gathering last night?" she mewed merrily, eyes sparkling with friendliness.





"Awesome!" he said enthusiastically, almost bouncing up and down with the anticipation of the hunt. "How about we go hunting on the moor? I have a craving for rabbit!"

Leaftail

Tom ~ 55 moons ~ Warrior ~ Mate: Silverstrike ~ Tags: Silverstrike

Leaftail shuffled slightly when a ray of light from outside shone through into the nursery, right onto his eye. He tucked his nose deeper into his nest, letting out a small meow of protest. The warriors den is awfully quiet this morning, he thought, curiosity pricking his tail. He opened his eyes just enough so he could see, and was a bit surprised to see his mate was beside him. Memory flooded over him, and he remembered that he had gone to sleep in the nursery with his family after he came home from the gathering. Leaftail gave Silverstrike a gentle nudge and whispered into her ear, "Are you awake, dear?"

Flamepaw

Tom ~ 14 moons ~ Apprentice ~ Tags: Open

Flamepaw slept in his nest, not feeling any need to wake up if his mentor wasn't specifically coming to ask him to. He figured he needed all the rest he could get in order to train at maximum efficiency, so even when he was awoken at the sound of other apprentices stirring, he stayed curled up in his warm nest. The ginger tom was still worn out from the gathering last night, and sleep swiftly took over him once the den had gone silent once again.

Brackenstorm

Tom ~ 28 moons ~ Warrior ~ Tags: Open

Brackenstorm was a heavy sleeper, and despite the rising commotion from the Warrior's Den and the camp, the brown tabby tomcat stayed asleep in his nest, oblivious to everything the clan was getting up to outside. He stayed asleep, relishing all of the rest and relaxation after the hectic gathering he attended last night.

[Carmilla Karnstein]

(All my cats are open. Silverstrike asked Leaftail to lay with her and the kits. And he said yes and lay down and she fell asleep against him)

[Thetigerwithin-]

(All my cats are open, i'll have a post up for them later tho. I'm in school Atm)

[Mr. Cloudwhisker]

Ƨωαиғσσт
Ѧσℓℓʏ | Ɯαяяισя | Ƭαɢɢɛ∂ - ˩αяκωιℓℓσω

Δи∂ ωɛ ℓαʋɢнɛ∂, σн, αи∂ ωɛ cяιɛ∂ αи∂
тнσʋɢнт: Ѳн, ωнαт α ℓιғɛ. - Δмɛяιcαи Δʋтнσяƨ

Swanfoot glanced down into tired eyes, instantly feeling sympathy for her previous apprentice. "Are you sure? You look quite tired. Perhaps you could join a mid-day hunting patrol and get a little bit more rest." the white cat said, not wanting to still treat her like an apprentice, but noticing how tired she seemed. Swanfoot briefly wondered if Scarletpaw wanted to join the patrol, but decided it would be best to let the apprentice come to her.

Δитcℓαω
Ƭσмcαт | Ɯαяяισя | Ƭαɢɢɛ∂ - Ɖαɢɢɛя

Ǥσт α ƨɛcяɛт
Ɔαи ʏσʋ κɛɛρ ιт?
Ƨωɛαя тнιƨ σиɛ ʏσʋ'ℓℓ ƨαʌɛ - Ƭнɛ Ƥιɛяcɛƨ

Antclaw opened his eyes, smiling as he found Dagger right in front of him. Seeing as she was still asleep, Antclaw got an idea and padded out of the warrior's section of the den. The black cat walked out of camp, sniffing the air before taking off running, stopping when the warm smells of home no longer reached his nose. Antclaw flicked an ear, searching the air for prey. He caught the scent of a large mouse, dropped into a hunting crouch, and followed the scent. He saw the mouse's tail, and pounced, catching it by the leg before giving it a swift killing bite. He carried it back to camp, also having caught another mouse along the way. The cat made it back to camp, padding to Faithstar's den. He dropped off the first mouse just inside before padding back to Dagger. He set down the second mouse next to her before reclaiming his place in his nest and letting out a contented sigh.

Δρρℓɛραω
Ѧσℓℓʏ | Δρρяɛитιcɛ | Ƭαɢɢɛ∂ - Ѧσƨƨнɛαят, Яσωαиℓσɢ

Ƨαω ƨσ мαиʏ ρℓαcɛƨ, тнɛ тнιиɢƨ тнαт Ɩ ∂ι∂
Ɯιтн ɛʌɛяʏ вяσκɛи вσиɛ, Ɩ ƨωɛαя Ɩ ℓιʌɛ∂ - ѲиɛЯɛρʋвℓιc

Applepaw opened her eyes and stood, gazing over her mother one last time before taking a deep breath and letting out a sigh. The apprentice stepped away from the cat who had raised her, padding up to her father. She didn't say a word, but looked up at him with sad yet kind eyes.

[Carmilla Karnstein]

Silverstrike
She smiled "yes dear, I'm awake."