BrookClan // Closed for the Time Being

[Olivesaurus]

V e n o m s t a r e
tom - warrior - 30 moons - crush: ivypelt - no apprentice
feeling: busy - location: camp - tags: fogstar, ivypelt, russetmist, bramblepaw

"Hopefully." Venomstare meowed. Though the sun was bright, the tom could hear and scent prey. "Perhaps we need to get farther away from camp?"


Q u i e t r a i n
she-cat - medicine cat - 30 moons - crush: fogstar - apprentice TBD
feeling: tired - location: camp/her den - tags: none, open

The long furred medicine cat ducked her head with embarrassment as the leader went into her den. The nest was already a wreck, a souvenir from her nightime struggle. "It's fine, Fogstar. I can get it myself." Quietrain shook her coat out.

[wlfsoul]

♚Ivypelt♚

I nodded and swished my tail starting to walk to the forest making sure the others come. My tail was still and my ears were pricked my blue eyes studying her surroundings and her nose ready to smell any prey or any thing that is a threat. She was kinda blinded by the sun that seeker through the trees so she made sure she avoided that. She chuckled and nodded at Russet mist then stopped sniffing the air smelling something that she never smelt before.

♛Bramblepaw♛

Sure! I bet I can get more then you! he said playfully already ready to hunt, Claws unheated, moth ready to catch, eyes ready to see and nose ready to smell also legs ready to crouch

♚Lilix♚

The white she-cat awakened from her slumber and escaped from the Cat door from her two leg place. She went down the hard wood stairs and looked at the forest knowing she went there yesterday but she likes the smell and how it looks. She dashed to the forest happily her tail high up running and paws creating dust below on the dirt. She smiled her tail swayed one time with a curve of her tail.

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[deftonesly]

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Hickorygale
Tomcat
Massive, thickly-furred main coon
Homosexual
Warrior of BrookClan
Age: 27 moons
Location: BrookClan camp - coming out of the warriors' den
Crush/ Mate: None
Tags: OPEN!
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Hickorygale awake with a soft, dainty little snort.. that hardly sounded as iff it would emanate from a big brute such as him. The dark-furred, striped male struggled to get to his massive feet... he'd been a part of the dish patrol last night, and he was exhausted. Having a long pelt such as his led to some.. difficulties when it came to keeping up with others.. especially when it got stuck in brambles. Now that wasn't pleasant, by StarClan's maw!
The large-eared main coon yawned loudly and proudly as he shook out his stuffy, hot pelt and bowed into an elegant stretch. Slowly, he stretched his aching limbs one by one, and gave a little snort once more as he pawed at his yellow-green eyes to rid them of blurriness. The warriors' den was pretty much empty, so Hickorygale didn't have to avoid stepping on any cat, thankfully, and he slid out of his mossy, feather-dappled nest and trotted into the camp. All seems to be well today.. Hickorygale thought around yet another loud yawn as he surveyed the camp through narrowed, frantically blinking eyes. Everyone was going about their daily routines - may his Clanmates be heading out to hunt, patrol, or train... though some of the felines talked in groups.
He then moved to the side of the den, taking a seat beside it and beginning to preen his curly, white whiskers and smooth down his ruffled mane of fur.. and it was no easy task!

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Ripplepaw/claw
Tomcat
Light brown tabby Scottish fold
Heterosexual
Apprentice of BrookClan
Age: 9 moons
Location: coming into BrookClan camp - back from a hunt
Crush/ Mate: None
Tags: OPEN!
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The clumsy, big-pawed apprentice slid through the camp entrance into the BrookClan camp.. his tiny jaws beholding quite the catches for such a young tomcat. Ripplepaw had gone out of camp at dawn just to get a good view of the sunset.. What could he say? He was a nature fanatic at times! Once his morning routine with watching the pink, orange, gold, yellow, and purple sky had been completed, the Scottish fold had gone off to hunt. He may not be the best fighter in the Clan, but he could hunt till he dropped.. The tiny tom had quickly caught a blackbird and two mice, and now, stumbling all the way, was trotting across camp to the fresh-kill pile.
Ripplepaw's thin pelt heated up with a normal feeling he endured daily - embarrassment - as he slid and, with a loud yowl, toppled to the camp floor, his legs collapsing beneath him. His catches for the Clan scattered every which way, and the apprentice whimpered as he dusted himself off and got to his feet again.

{quoting so this doesn't get lost haha}

[charliekitten.]

Silentpaw
He sat outside in the clearing, gazing up at the sky. I wish it was dark out. He thought, thinking how he liked gazing up at the stars. At least I know my father's watching over me. But is he proud of me?

Rosefall
She sat in the clearing.

[wild_hearted]

russetmist;;she-cat;;tags-Ivypelt, Venomstare,
Bravefang, Bramblepaw;;

"Agreed." She mewed to the tom. She quickly passed Ivypelt and began leading the cats farther away from camp. Twigs bent and snapped under her delicate paw pads. Growing confident upon scenting a mouse, she began stepping more carelessly. Stepping upon a particularly sharp stick, it pierced the skin of her paw pad. "Ow!" She yowled. She quickly bit her tongue. She had probably scared away the mouse. Get over it mousebrain.. She though furiously while trying to pull the stick out of her paw.

shadepaw;;tom;;tags-Daisypaw;;

His eyes widened as he saw Daisypaw fly at him. "Nooooo!" He cried dramatically as she hit him full on. The force caused him to roll out of the den. He shook his now dusty black coat and gave his chest a few quick licks. "I'm coming to get you!" He exclaimed as he charged back in."

[Olivesaurus]

(Lazy posts apologies)

"Are you okay?" Venomstare meowed as he heard Russetmist's frantic yelps behind him. The tom gently took the stick between his terth and pulled it out.

[echoleaf1]

-Bravefang-

Bravefang followed the others out camp, and soon after began looking for signs of prey. He looked back at the other cats before pausing when he caught the scent of a vole. Quietly he began to follow the scent back to the vole its self. It didn't take long for him to see it, and even less time for him to pounce on it. Moments later he was standing up, the vole dangling limply from his jaws.He turned to rejoin the rest of the patrol.

-Tawnythorn-

Tawnythorn paused outside Quietrain's den, and carefully put Creekkit down in front of her."Quietrain? Creekkit hurt his paw while jumping off a rock, do you think you could take a look at it?"She asked, still frowning. Her grey gaze held a mixture of both worry for her hurting kit and annoyence that he had not listened to her warning from a few sunrises earlier, to not play on that rock.

-Lilykit-

Lilykit followed her mother, not wanting to upset her more by not listening like Creekkit had.When they reached the medecine cat's den she looked curiously at the older cats before looking at her brother worriedly. She wished he had been more careful when climbing on that rock, then he wouldn't be hurt. At least he'll be more careful next time. She thought to herself.

[Takk]

Whitejaw ♂||Warrior||35 moons||→Hickorygale

Having failed to leave camp with a patrol, he tries to bring his attention elsewhere from hunting to his clan mates. Plenty of other cats were in camp, a good dozen at that so Fogstar could be planning a border patrol. Giving up for now, the less than enthusiastic tom settles by the warriors den, noting Hickorygale nearby. He was a bit older than the other tom, but it was nothing to consider holding against him. "I wish I could be as relaxed as you are, not eager to get your paws dirty?" With so many apprentices, he was amazed warriors weren't being forced to double the patrols for extra training.

Blacksky ♂||Warrior||24 moons||→Open

Wisteria ♀||Loner||32 moons||→Open

[jarvis.]

( For anyone who hasn't scene, there is a list of mentors & apprentices on the discussion thread ))

F o g s t a r
tomcat - leader - 32 moons - medicine cat's den - tags; Quietrain, Tawnythorn
Shaking his head stubbornly, Fogstar paused his digging for a moment to turn and look the medicine cat in the eyes. "My duty as leader of this clan is to make sure everybody is happy, so if a thorn is keeping my medicine cat from resting well, I'll deal with it," he explained his motivation with a firm nod. He turned back to face the moss bedding before him and sifted through it as gently as he could. After a few moments, his paw was pricked by something sharp, so while wincing slightly, the gray tabby flattened the moss around the object. Protruding out of the soft green material was a rather large thorn.

"It's a wonder you got any sleep at all. This is a monster of a thorn," Fogstar gaped before pulling the offender from the bedding. Tawnythorn's soft voice echoed through the den and the tom turned quickly. "Oh we should go!"

D a i s y p a w
she-cat - apprentice - 8 moons - apprentices' den - tags; Shadepaw

The apprentice burst into laughter as Shadepaw wound up outside of the den, but that was her mistake. Shadepaw moved rapidly back into the apprentices' den. Daisypaw, however, was frozen with laughter and could not move quick enough to evade the black apprentice. Instead she yelped as she rolled onto her back from the impact of Shadepaw running into her.

[echoleaf1]

-Tawnythorn-

Tawnythorn's tail tip twitched impatiently as she waited for Quietrain, scenting Fogstar she frowned curiously."What could Fogstar want with Quietrain?"She wondered out loud.A small whimper made her look back at the hurt kit at her paws and she bent down to lick the top of his head soothingly. She might be upset that he didn't listen but he was still her son.