Birdclan | V2 | open & accepting

[Kai-!]

[Dusk moon~23 moons~rogue]
He's a mischief maker who lives by bird clan but helps them hunt for food and sometimes shelter
He has a dark grey coat with some light grey stars and o crescent moon around his eye

[nightmyth]

(anhingasplash.)─────────
deputy — 47 moons — ♀
location: camp
tags: Ravenheart
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With one patrol figured out, Anhingasplash figured she’d lead one of her own to see what sort of prey could be captured in the not-so-pleasant weather. She’d normally send out more patrols, but she didn’t want to increase the risk of cats falling ill or getting injured in the storm. If anything, the warriors deserved a bit of rest (if being wet and cold all day could be considered such) after moons of repairing dens and keeping an eye on DogClan’s status. Sweeping her gaze around the camp, her tail lay kinked in an arch over her back, as if somehow she hoped to shield herself from the torrential downpour. Her gaze locked into Ravenheart seeking shelter beneath a tree and the deputy padded towards her. She’d always admired the warrior’s fierceness and reliability and figured that she wouldn’t be a cat that Anhingasplash would have to keep her eyes on if she accompanied her on a hunt.
indent “Good morning, Ravenheart,” she greeted, flinching as a drop of rain weaseled from the tree’s crown and plopped right onto her snout. Shaking it off, she went on; “I’m going to lead a hunting patrol towards the woods and see what I can find...I’d like you to accompany me.” She figured one more cat would suffice and decided she’d just have to make her way into the warriors’ den and see who was hiding out inside of the semi-dry haven. “You can wait here where it’s dry, if you’d like; I’ll meet you once I find someone to join us.”

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teller — 40 moons — ♂
location: teller’s den
tags: Flickerpaw
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“No worries,” the large brown tom mewed, edging away from his apprentice as he roused. With a light sigh, he gazed outside, trying to come up with something to do in such weather. He’d certainly enjoy some sort of bonding activity to further his relationship with the younger cat, but he couldn’t see how being soaking wet and battered by wind would foster much of anything. “Well, I’m afraid there’s not much we can do right now. It appears the skies have much to say this fine morning.” Quetzalcrest paced lightly back and forth, mostly trying to ease his stiff body and thaw his frozen muscles. “I suppose we could go and take a look around the territory. You never know what’s out there on a day like this. Perhaps StarClan has something to say.” There was a look of skepticsm in his yellow eyes as he mentioned the clan’s ancestors, but it was mixed in with a bit of humor, as if he were only teasing the ghostly cats on high. Of course, the tom has faith in such beings, but he found it a bit silly to claim something as a sign when they could easily speak to him in both his dreams and waking life.

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(serintail.)─────────
warrior — 39 moons — ♂
location: ocean cave
tags: open
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Serintail jumped as a familiar voice echoed through the cave. Turning around, he watched with wide eyes as Sparrowleap strolled in like she owned the place. “Hi...just having a look around. The tide sometimes brings in some interesting stuff here. Gets caught in the rocks and all. You should really be careful though, this place can be dang—” He cut off in a gasp as her pawhold slipped, causing his throat to slam shut. Luckily, she found her balanced and the sandy tabby relaxed—though not entirely. His brows furrowed in a sour air of concern as if he were a queen looking on with disapproval as her apprenticed offspring scaled a towering tree. “Maybe you should scamper down here, little squirrel, and help me look for something. If you fall and break something I’ll never get your sorry carcass out of the canyon and you’ll die a slow painful death from drowning or having your skull thrown against the rocks...or both.” He spoke with a teasing note in his voice, but it was entirely true. His head was tilted up to look at her, his claws shredding at a lichen-covered rock beneath him. Unbeknownst to him, the concern he felt was more than that of a warrior looking out for his clanmate.

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(bazakit.)─────────
kit — 5 moons — ♂
location: nursery
tags: Screamerkit, etc.
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Bazakit inwardly groaned as Screamerkit took notice of him. “It’s all wet and muddy outside,” he replied, pressing closer to his mother’s warmth. “Maybe one of Cardinalblaze’s kits will want to play...if you can even get out of the nursery; Eaglestorm’s blocking the way.” He nodded to the hulking tabby wall of fur by the entrance, his mood faltering at the sight of the warrior. Even though Eaglestorm made frequent visits to the nursery, Bazakit was still quite shy of him, probably because his mother seemed so curt with him. He tended to avoid speaking with the warrior, letting the other kits handle it for him instead while he tried to be polite if Eaglestorm spoke to him directly. He glanced over to Kagukit, knowing she was no fan of Eaglestorm, either. Of course, the mention of DogClan managed to capture his attention and he turned his head to see if their visitor had anything to say about them. Bazakit has heard snippets of the rogue group here and there, and he occasionally played their role in the battle games with his siblings, but he was always interested in what they were really like.

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(cairo.)─────────
loner — 27 moons — ♀
location: unclaimed territory
tags: open
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The silvery-white she-cat arched her back in a delicious stretch as she gazed out into the rain. She’d taken up shelter in a hollow (the former home of an owl, judging by the rodent skeletons littering the base of the tree), having narrowly avoided the storm’s commencement when she’d discovered the place. Awake now, she sat debating whether or not to get moving. Water didn’t bother her, but being cold and tossed around by wind wasn’t exactly her choice of prey. Drawing her tongue around her lips, she figured she could start with something to eat. The former resident of the hollow had obviously found food somewhere, so she was determined to hunt down a similar meal to fill her hungry belly. Crouching, she readied herself and leapt for the ground, thankful for some cover from the howling gusts as she strolled through the trees. Knowing that trying to catch a scent wouldn’t be worth the time, she instead began to look for tracks or signs of prey on the ground, keeping her nose lowered so as not to miss a single clue.

[rose626]

Puffinleaf

Rank: Plague healer
Age: 42 Moons
Gender: She-cat
Apprentice: Quailpaw
Crush: N/A
Mate: N/A
Tags: Warblestripe

She let out a quiet squeal of surprise when Warblestripe came into the den. "That's a shame to hear. Poppy seeds however aren't too good to have in the morning. I have some Dandelion leaves you can chew if you would like those." She added after listening to the elder's request. Poppyseeds were good for things like broken bones or if it's close to dusk, since they have the side affect of drowsiness. Dandelion leaves may not be as strong, but they don't cause sleepiness.

Dovetail

Rank: Warrior
Age: 37 Moons
Gender: Tom
Apprentice: N/A
Crush: Nightingalesong
Mate: Wanted
Tags: Open

His gaze stayed locked on the entrance to the warrior's den and the rain that he could see come down upon them. The rain always made him feel miserable and reminded him of his mother's illness and how easily the rain could make things worse than they already were. He hoped that he wouldn't be picked for patrol to day as despite the full night's rest he had, his energy felt like it would run out in less than a heart beat should he be chosen.

Crowsplash

Rank: Warrior
Age: 26 Moons
Gender: Tom
Apprentice: Finchpaw
Crush: N/A
Mate: N/A
Tags: Ospreycloud

He nodded his head in understanding, not minding the patrol but wondering if he should bring Finchpaw. Though he doubted his apprentice would be awake at the moment considering he hadn't really seen anything from the apprentice den. Then again the apprentices could just be waiting for a break in the storm like most other warriors. "Are we bringing the apprentices?" Wondering if they should go over and see if Finchpaw and Darterpaw were up for a patrol.

Chickadeepaw

Rank: Apprentice
Age: 10 Moons
Gender: She-cat
Mentor: Tealsky
Crush: Jaypaw
Mate: N/A
Tags: Open

She cheered up a little at Shrikepaw's encouraging words and was about to reply when she spotted Jaypaw looking at her. She turned away before she could think of staring and felt her words die in her throat. Jaypaw was so cool and good at everything, almost the complete opposite of her with how slow and clumsy she was. It was never meant to be, but that didn't stop her heart from hoping that one day, maybe... She shook her head to clear the thought. "Yea. When Pheasantfeather comes I can ask her." She finally replied, feeling foolish for getting so distracted.

Screamerkit

Rank: Kit
Age: 5 Moons
Gender: Tom
Crush: Open
Tags: Bazakit

He pouted at his brother's words but knew he was right. Even if Bazakit did want to play, they would have to get past Eaglestrom and that was even if Boobyblaze let them go outside. "We can play in here!" He called out excitedly, not noticing how his volume spiked as his face filled with excitement. It wouldn't be as fun as playing outside in the rain but he had to do something with all this excess energy he had.

Rouge

Rank: Second-in-Command
Age: 32 Moons
Gender: She-cat
Trainee: Cinder
Crush: Open
Mate: N/A
Tags: Thistle

She was quick to wake when she heard rustling not too far from where she made her nest. Her eyes immediately drifted over to where Thistle now stood and she shook her pelt before padding over to join him. She didn't have time to properly go and groom her pelt, not to mention how the rain would quickly ruin any work she did on it. "Morning." She greeted her leader with a respectful nod. "Is there anything I can do for you." She added politely. They didn't have a lot of prey within camp, she could probably lead some of the other cats to look for food while the others stayed here to protect the camp.

Silver

Rank: Follower
Age: 12 Moons
Gender: Tom
Crush: N/A
Mate: N/A
Tags: Open

He pretended to be asleep in his nest while he listened to Thistle and Rouge quietly talk on the other side of camp. His pelt was already wet with the rain coming through the branches his nest was barely protected by. What ever the leader and second in command were talking about, he hoped it didn't involve him. Sure if they directly asked him he would provide but otherwise he didn't want to be dragged from his nest just yet.

[lianhua]

AlbatrossPaw (Dawn)
Nonbinary | 12 moons | Wound Healer Apprentice | Pansexual | Crush: Open | CraneMask | #CraneMask
AlbatrossPaw made a rumbling noise in their throat, something akin to a mix of a hum and a purr, though it was off tune and scratchy. "Haven't left the den yet," they meowed in their rough, patchy voice, split heterochromatic eyes trailing the den before landing outside once more, taking in the sight of the clan beginning to wake up and venture out into the storm. "Plague healers will have their paws full." The cat murmured, almost inaudible.

TealSky
Tom | 28 moons | Warrior | Pansexual | Crush: Open | ChickadeePaw | #__
TealSky tossed in his nest, body becoming stiff and sore as he laid down in a sleeping position far too long after he has woken up. He grumbled to himself lightly, blue eyes glaring at the den entrance, daggers stabbing at the rain. He hated the rain. It's not that he hated getting wet, it was that he hated getting wet involuntarily. In fact, he hated anything that he didn't get to consent to. Being put on patrol without asking, his apprentice dragging him around everywhere, ticks in his fur, and anything similar.

ShrikePaw (Fall)
Nonbinary | 10 moons | Apprentice | Pansexual | Crush: Open | PheasantFeather | #ChickadeePaw
ShrikePaw nodded, glad that ChickadeePaw was able to understand them. They allowed themself to fall silent for a moment, letting their throat calm down a bit before even trying to speak once more. Noticing a silent discomfort within ChickadeePaw, they followed her gaze, only catching a glimpse of JayPaw, but finding themself a bit confused at what the fuss was all about. "You okay?" They whispered softly, looking at the fellow apprentice with curious, deep orange eyes.

KiteKit (Fire)
Tom | 4 moons | Kit | Homoflexible | Crush: Open | x | #Kits, Queens, EagleStorm
KiteKit gave StarlingKit a small smile before her attention got drawn off to the new comer in the Nursery. His tail flicked slowly, gently thumping on the ground as he took his fill of the mouse before him. He found it odd how EagleStorm visited the Nursery so often, not having any kits of his own, but certainly didn't object to him hanging around. It was nice to have the attention be on him so there was less of a chance of someone bothering him, namely FalconKit, who, as he thought about her, eyes seemed to bore into his rusty pelt and his fur prickled. The tom quickly shimmied away, abandoning the mouse to hide behind CardinalBlaze's tail, as if it would protect him.

Python
Tom | 9 moons | Trainee | Demisexual | Crush: Open | Parch | #Parch
Python huffed, stopping beside his mentor before attempting to shake out his soaked fur. Instead, he tumbled a bit, splashing half-sideways into the mud. He grumbled to himself as he slowly rose back to his paws, upset that he'll have to clean himself of the mud later. "Maybe we should attempt to go hunting? I know our food is always low, and it couldn't hurt to bring back at least one prey to add to it." The tom suggested, looking at Parch hopefully. Honestly, he kind of wanted to go fishing, but he knew better than to suggest that. With the storm, it certainly would be too dangerous to go fishing at this time, but fishing was his favorite hunting type.

[rose626]

Puffinleaf

Rank: Plague healer
Age: 42 Moons
Gender: She-cat
Apprentice: Quailpaw
Crush: N/A
Mate: N/A
Tags: Warblestripe

She let out a quiet squeal of surprise when Warblestripe came into the den. "That's a shame to hear. Poppy seeds however aren't too good to have in the morning. I have some Dandelion leaves you can chew if you would like those." She added after listening to the elder's request. Poppyseeds were good for things like broken bones or if it's close to dusk, since they have the side affect of drowsiness. Dandelion leaves may not be as strong, but they don't cause sleepiness.

Dovetail

Rank: Warrior
Age: 37 Moons
Gender: Tom
Apprentice: N/A
Crush: Nightingalesong
Mate: Wanted
Tags: Open

His gaze stayed locked on the entrance to the warrior's den and the rain that he could see come down upon them. The rain always made him feel miserable and reminded him of his mother's illness and how easily the rain could make things worse than they already were. He hoped that he wouldn't be picked for patrol to day as despite the full night's rest he had, his energy felt like it would run out in less than a heart beat should he be chosen.

Crowsplash

Rank: Warrior
Age: 26 Moons
Gender: Tom
Apprentice: Finchpaw
Crush: N/A
Mate: N/A
Tags: Ospreycloud

He nodded his head in understanding, not minding the patrol but wondering if he should bring Finchpaw. Though he doubted his apprentice would be awake at the moment considering he hadn't really seen anything from the apprentice den. Then again the apprentices could just be waiting for a break in the storm like most other warriors. "Are we bringing the apprentices?" Wondering if they should go over and see if Finchpaw and Darterpaw were up for a patrol.

Chickadeepaw

Rank: Apprentice
Age: 10 Moons
Gender: She-cat
Mentor: Tealsky
Crush: Jaypaw
Mate: N/A
Tags: Open

She flinched slightly when Shrikepaw whispered to her. "It's nothing." She replied after a couple heartbeats. She didn't even really understand it herself, how was she supposed to explain it to her fellow apprentice. Then again maybe Shrikepaw would be able to help her with what she was feeling. "It's just. I've been feeling a little strange when ever Jaypaw's around." She whispered, close to Shrikepaw's ear and hoped Jaypaw didn't hear them.

Screamerkit

Rank: Kit
Age: 5 Moons
Gender: Tom
Crush: Open
Tags: Bazakit

He pouted at his brother's words but knew he was right. Even if Bazakit did want to play, they would have to get past Eaglestrom and that was even if Boobyblaze let them go outside. "We can play in here!" He called out excitedly, not noticing how his volume spiked as his face filled with excitement. It wouldn't be as fun as playing outside in the rain but he had to do something with all this excess energy he had.

Rouge

Rank: Second-in-Command
Age: 32 Moons
Gender: She-cat
Trainee: Cinder
Crush: Open
Mate: N/A
Tags: Thistle

She was quick to wake when she heard rustling not too far from where she made her nest. Her eyes immediately drifted over to where Thistle now stood and she shook her pelt before padding over to join him. She didn't have time to properly go and groom her pelt, not to mention how the rain would quickly ruin any work she did on it. "Morning." She greeted her leader with a respectful nod. "Is there anything I can do for you." She added politely. They didn't have a lot of prey within camp, she could probably lead some of the other cats to look for food while the others stayed here to protect the camp.

Silver

Rank: Follower
Age: 12 Moons
Gender: Tom
Crush: N/A
Mate: N/A
Tags: Open

He pretended to be asleep in his nest while he listened to Thistle and Rouge quietly talk on the other side of camp. His pelt was already wet with the rain coming through the branches his nest was barely protected by. What ever the leader and second in command were talking about, he hoped it didn't involve him. Sure if they directly asked him he would provide but otherwise he didn't want to be dragged from his nest just yet.[/quote]

[axelandria]

Ravenheart

lithe black she-cat with yellow eyes | 39 moons | warrior | homosexual ; crush:. open | secretive, observant, fierce |
apprentice:. Heronpaw | tags:. Anhigasplash

Ravenheart straightened as Anhingasplash headed over, then nodded in reply to the deputy's query. "Sure, I'd love to do something instead of sit around in the rain." She nodded her head once more. "I'll be here."

Kestrelflight

brown tabby tom with green eyes | 19 moons | warrior | bisexual ; crush:. open | friendly, loyal, bold |
tags:. open

Kestrelflight rolled over in his nest, fast asleep. He let out a soft snore, and his brown ears twitched every few moments, when a water droplet would fall.

Dipperfang

mostly white calico she-cat with yellow eyes | 41 moons | birdclan exile | aro/asexual - crush:. n/a | indifferent, harsh, spiteful |
tags:. open

Dipperfang huddled underneath a bush, glaring out at the rain as if she could hate it away. The calico she-cat curled her tail close to her body, hoping to remain somewhat dry. She hated this island, but there was nowhere else for her to go. Sometimes Dipperfang wished she were back in Birdclan, where the logs were a lot drier than scraggly bushes, but she always hated herself whenever she thought that. They cast me out! There's no way I'm ever going back there.

Parch

dark grey tom with blue eyes | 27 moons | follower | pansexual - crush:. open | curious, kind-hearted, gentle |
apprentice:. Python | tags:. Python

Parch thought for a moment. "I guess we could. But let's stay away from the water for now. Impossible to fish during a storm like this." He noticed his apprentice's disappointment. "I'm sorry. If the storm clears up after sunhigh I'll take you fishing." The dark grey tom turned towards the camp exit. "Come on, let's head out now."

Clover

pale calico she-cat with amber eyes | 6 moons | medic's trainee | bisexual - crush:. open | loving, anxious, energetic |
mentor:. Bear | tags:. Bear

Clover ignored her mentor's gruff attitude and smiled. "Okay, it was pretty cold but I stayed a little dry." Her warm smile turned a wry one. "Although I'm soaked now." The pale calico blinked up at Bear. "What are we doing today?"

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⧫ Larksong ⧫ 34 moons ⧫ She-cat ⧫ Heteroflexible ⧫ Warrior ⧫
❋ Camp ❋
✻ Ospreycloud ✻ Crowsplash ✻
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Larksong was in the process of clearing the fur from her mouth when Ospreycloud's greeting registered faintly in her ears, his words becoming clearer as he grew closer. She let out a light laugh through her coughing, assuming the sight of clumps of fluffy white fur was rather amusing to any onlooker and gave her face one last swipe of her paw to clear her muzzle of the shed fur. She leaped down from her rock lightly and looked up at him with amusement. "A quick patrol seems optimistic, but I'm happy to come." She answered honestly, looking forward to enjoying the rain while still being useful. "Is it just us three?" She asked once Crowfeather joined them, giving the tom a friendly nod.

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⧫ Sparrowleap ⧫ 36 moons ⧫ She-cat ⧫ Bisexual ⧫ Warrior ⧫
❋ Ocean Cave ❋
✻ Serintail ✻

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The young warrior's eyes brightened in surprised amusement at his answer. He was normally so docile and quiet, and yet here he was giving her nicknames and offering a rather morbid description of her demise. "Ooh, feisty!" She exclaimed gleefully, her eyes narrowing in a teasing challenge, though it seemed as though the challenge was no longer related to her dangerous ventures, as she (shockingly) accepted his suggestion and made her way back down the wall quickly. She didn't seem to notice his worry, but she must have sensed some sort of seriousness behind his teasing, as she rarely gave up the chance to test her limitations. Or perhaps she was just too interested in his creations to risk him kicking her out. "But I'd watch who you're sassing, Fireball." She said with a fiery glow in her green gaze once she had returned to the ground, a playful smile on her muzzle. She returned to him and managed to avoid climbing any walls this time, though she still wandered about to inspect holes and, at one point, engage in a game of tag with a disgruntled crab. "You still haven't answered my first question." She reminded him as she leapt backwards to avoid the snapping claws of her newfound companion, only to dart forward again and tap the top of its shell.

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⧫ Flickerpaw ⧫ 11 moons ⧫ Tom ⧫ Bisexual ⧫ Teller's Apprentice ⧫
❋ Teller's Den ❋
✻ Quetzalcrest ✻

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The silver-grey apprentice didn't miss the doubt in his mentor's eyes, but figured he was better off not commenting. He didn't love the rain, but he didn't absolutely hate it, and even if they didn't find anything, their other option was sitting in a den all day. "Sounds good." He answered, dipping his head and getting to his paws, pausing to give himself a quick grooming. His only goal was to make himself look a bit less disheveled, as the rain would do the cleaning for him. "Perhaps the stream?" He suggested. It was one of the few sources of fresh water that stayed consistent throughout the seasons, while the flatland's great stretches of shallow lakes often shrunk to tiny puddles come greenleaf. It also seemed like something StarClan would use on a stormy day, and even if there were no signs for them to find, they could at least catch a fish or two before returning to camp.

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⧫ Heronpaw ⧫ 11 moons ⧫ Tom ⧫ Heterosexual ⧫ Apprentice ⧫
❋ Apprentice's Den ❋
✻ Open ✻

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⧫ Falconkit ⧫ 4 moons ⧫ She-cat ⧫ Heteroflexible ⧫ Kit ⧫
❋ Nursery ❋
✻ Eaglestorm ✻ Cardinalblaze ✻ Kitekit ✻ Starlingkit ✻ Boobyblaze ✻ Bazakit ✻ Screamerkit ✻ Smewkit ✻ Emukit ✻ Kagukit ✻

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Falconkit's left ear flicked back as she heard a slight movement from her sister and her body followed the motion instantly, turning in preparation with the faintest hint of a smile on her face as she saw that her challenge did not fly over her sister's head, though her brother certainly seemed to have missed it. Then again, even if Kitekit had seen her veiled invitation to fight, hedgehogs would fly before he accepted it. Even as she fell into a messy, hurried crouch, though, she could already see Starlingkit's mind travel elsewhere. Eaglestorm's tales truly never failed to capture the dusty grey kit's attention. Falconkit straightened up again and shook out her fur nonchalantly, glancing around the nursery to see if anyone had noticed their almost-fight. How awkward. She thought with a lash of her tail. She was distracted for a moment by this movement, her expression turning to one of slight bewilderment when she felt a soft something flick her side. She turned with a slight snarl on her face, thinking it was one of the other kits playing some trick, but was surprised to find it was just her tail. Her expression immediately brightened as she realized her tail was beginning to grow out of its stick-like form that it had been when she was younger. She had been quite hateful of her tail recently, ever since she spied Heronpaw's long tail snaking over the ground when he had to change their bedding. At that time, her tail was too short to do much other than stick up in the air (or in Kitekit's case, down between his legs in timidity), but it seemed to finally be growing. She shook herself out of her brief moment of cheer, hoping no one had seen that particular confrontation either. Her embarrassment was forgotten, though, when she spied her brother's wide, golden-hazel eyes peering fearfully at her over their mother's own fluffy tail. Her ears swiveled back in dissatisfaction and she turned away, her nose wrinkling in distaste. StarClan willing, one of the medicine cats will take a second apprentice. She thought, lashing her tail again. Spying the mouse laying abandoned by the edge of the nest, she rolled her eyes. Bee-brain. Wordlessly, she padded over to the mouse and picked it up, old enough now that it was only a very small strain to carry the plump rodent. She stood still for a moment, eyes narrowed at the ground in thought, before turning and padding briskly across the nest with a challenging light in her green gaze. She stopped at her mother's tail and leaned over slightly to drop the prey unceremoniously next to her brother, at first trying to avoid looking at him, but finally casting a glance toward his nervous face. "Would you let DogClan take your prey too?" She questioned accusingly, though her voice was less aggressive than she had intended it to be and there was the faintest hint of kit-like worry in her eyes, though it was far too small for any kit to pick up, including herself.
She turned quickly, not wanting to be around her stupid brother any longer than she deemed necessary, and sought out a different companion. Noticing Kagukit and Bazakit's torture, she smirked inwardly and padded over, her worrisome brother pushed to the back of her mind for the moment. She thought of Screamerkit as a louder version of Kitekit, pretty much, and while Screamerkit could at least hold his own in a tussle, he did it with such volume that she didn't think the fight was worth it. "I think Starlingkit looks like she needs a surprise attack right about now." She whispered to the young tom with a faintly encouraging glance, though still seeming somewhat disinterested. Sure, she got along better with Starlingkit than Kitekit, but that didn't mean her sister got a free pass on pranks. When she was sure Screamerkit wasn't looking, she shot the other two a sneaky glance, though she focused more on Kagukit. She was pretty sure Bazakit wouldn't ruin the joke, but she was almost completely confident that Kagukit would assist in the execution. She and the diluted torbie she-kit generally teamed up when pulling pranks.

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⧫ Boobyblaze ⧫ 27 moons ⧫ She-cat ⧫ Heterosexual ⧫ Warrior Queen ⧫
❋ Nursery ❋
✻ Eaglestorm ✻ Cardinalblaze ✻ Kitekit ✻ Starlingkit ✻ Falconkit ✻ Bazakit ✻ Screamerkit ✻ Smewkit ✻ Emukit ✻ Kagukit ✻

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⧫ Cinder ⧫ 11 moons ⧫ She-cat ⧫ Bisexual ⧫ Trainee ⧫
❋ BirdClan Border ❋
✻ Cairo ✻

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[Luscinia]

ＳＫＵＡＳＴＡＲ
" Be the power to compel me "
• Tom • 42 moons • Leader • Heterosexual • Crush; Open • Apprentice; N/A • Location; Leader's Den •
➳ Tags; Open

Skuastar groggily raised his head, greeted by the hiss of raindrops rapidly falling and the occasional howl of a gust. He let out a long groan as he stretched out his limbs. It had been around three days since Dovestar delivered a prophecy to him in his dreams, and thinking too hard about it brought about yet another night without adequate sleep. Three fledglings will fly off, only to guide a storm under their wings as they return. Who were the kits? Were they Cardinalblaze's? Or Boobyblaze's? Or a mix of both? And what could the "storm" possibly be? He forced himself to rise up to his paws, walking to the edge of his den, and sitting down, observing the camp as cats began to wake up.

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" You must have the words in that head of yours "
• Tom • 42 moons • Warrior • Bisexual • Crush; Open • Apprentice; Jaypaw • Location; Camp •
➳ Tags; Open

Petrelfall didn't spend too long on his morning routine. He felt that if he spent too much time in the warriors' den, the more potential of interacting with another cat was there. Once he finished grooming out his long, thick fur, he speedily left the den, not hesitating a single moment to step out into the cold rain and wind, even as it briefly took his breath away. He quickly started to mentally plan out his day. If he wasn't assigned to a patrol today, he'd take Jaypaw out for some training. Today would be a bad day for swimming, and hunting would probably be a little rough, so perhaps today was best for combat-based training. He was close to becoming a warrior, and admittedly, Petrelfall was excited to no longer be a mentor. He didn't mind Jaypaw at all, but mentoring stressed him out, always fearful that he might be failing as a mentor.

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" I am teaching myself how to be free "
• She-cat • 38 moons • Queen • Bisexual • Crush; Will be Eaglestorm • Kits; Kitekit, Falconkit, Starlingkit • Location; Nursery •
➳ Tags; Her kits, Eaglestorm, Boobyblaze

Cardinalblaze chose to ignore Falconkit's squeal of protest. She was unsure if ignoring her daughter's sassy complaint was the right thing to do, but she was much too tired still to deal with it. She leaned down, giving Kitekit a lick on his forehead as he mewed a greeting at her. "Good morning, little ones." She purred, watching with joy as Starlingkit shared her mouse with Kitekit, feeling proud at her daughter's generosity. Her eyes flickered over to Boobyblaze, "Good morning to you as well." She meowed to her denmate, but then she heard the voice of a tom at the entrance of the nursery, looking over and noting that it was Eaglestorm. She nodded his head to him in greeting, then her attention was snapped back to her own litter as Falconkit's sneering voice rung out. "Falconkit! Be nice to your brother." She scolded her sharply, ears pinned against her head.

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" Say what you mean, tell me I'm right "
• She-cat • 34 moons • Warrior • Heterosexual • Crush; Open • Apprentice; Swanpaw • Location; Warriors' Den •
➳ Tags; Open

Despite having grown up on this island, Nightingalesong never seemed to get used to this weather. She always hated it, ever since she was a kit. Having a short coat certainly didn't help her in this case. She let out a soft sigh, glancing over her shoulder as her fellow warriors began to stir. If she was placed on a patrol today, she could only hope that she would be in a patrol with cats that are at the very least tolerable. If they weren't, she wasn't sure if she could bite her tongue.

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" Here I am hiding in plain sight "
• Tom • 48 moons • Dogclan Leader • Heterosexual • Crush; Open • Location; Camp •
➳ Tags; Rouge

Thistle meowed a greeting at Rouge as she approached, listening closely as she spoke up. He nodded his head as she questioned what she could do for him. "Yes, if you could send out a patrol to gather prey, that'd be great." He replied simply. He hid it well, but he was eager to be finished with his morning duties as leader. He had a secret meeting with someone to attend to soon. He had been itching to see them for a few days now, but with everything going on, he hadn't found the right time.

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" Love is mean, love hurts "
• She-cat • 16 moons • Dogclan Follower • Bisexual • Crush; Open • Trainee; N/A • Location; Camp •
➳ Tags; Open

Juniper was fast asleep despite the cold and rain, paws twitching as she dreamed. She dreamed that she was running through the forest where Birdclan made its home, except there were no patrols to stop her as she explored. She felt free of expectation, free of worry. Every now-and-then she'd trip over a stick, but she got back up and shook off the dirt, giggling off her little mistake.

[nightmyth]

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deputy — 47 moons — ♀
location: camp
tags: Petrelfall
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Nodding to Ravenheart, Anhingasplash scoured the camp through squinted eyes, doing her best to peer through the haze of rain. Spotting a shape rushing out from the warriors’ den, the black she-cat made her way towards it. Like a predator waiting outside of a rabbit warren she had to pounce on any cats that trickled from their nests; how else could patrols be organized? While she wasn’t a fan of this method, she found it the lesser of two evils, with the greater being her standing in the den ordering her clanmates out of their slumbers. Growing closer, she now recognized the cat as Petrelfall and managed to give her tail a flick to greet him. “I’m leading a hunting patrol,” she explained, her voice raised to combat the wind. “An attempt at finding food in this weather is probably futile, but we’re running low on food. Perhaps you could bring Jaypaw along? It’ll be a good test of his hunting skills.”
indentWhile she hated to get in between training time between a mentor and his apprentice, she knew she’d feel a lot better with more than one cat there to make sure things didn’t get hairy. Besides, Jaypaw was nearing his warrior ceremony, and Anhingasplash figured she could put in a good word to Skuastar if the tom performed well today. She hoped Petrelfall was catching her drift as she drew a paw over her face, trying not to look like a drowned cat who’d just washed up on shore.

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teller — 40 moons — ♂
location: teller’s den
tags: Flickerpaw
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“The stream sounds excellent,” he chirped, casting his attention to the outside world. As much as he didn’t want to go out, he knew it would be the best decision, especially now that a prophecy had been delivered. Quetzalcrest hadn’t told his apprentice about it yet, mostly because he wasn’t sure if Skuastar would want anyone else to know. Then again, Flickerpaw would never be able to learn the ways of the teller if he never got to get his paws dirty. As a matter of fact, he considered Flickerpaw quite lucky; when he was training to be a teller, there had never been any prophecies—Quetzalcrest’s training in that field of work had consisted of complicated riddles and scavenger hunts that his mentor had laid out for him to solve and piece together. I suppose I could do that with Flickerpaw some day. He might enjoy that. Dismissing the thought, he focused instead on setting off to the stream. Perhaps StarClan would send him a sign that it was fine to tell Flickerpaw, but Quetzalcrest knew that he should never rely too heavily on his ancestors pointing the way to everything.
indent “Off we go, then...and keep close, we wouldn’t want you to be swept away. While I’m all for channeling your inner bird, I don’t think flying is the way to go.” He chuckled softly and brushed out of the den, immediately swamped by a dumping of rain. The wind did nothing but drive the water into his hide like stinging bullets, and the tom had no idea how anyone in their right mind could possible get through the day in weather like this.

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warrior — 39 moons — ♂
location: ocean cave
tags: Sparrowleap
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Serintail let out a breath of relief as she came back down, watching as she poked around the cave. “I’m not really looking for anything specific,” he said, amusement crossing his face as he observed her tangoing with a rather displeased crustacean. “Probably something...odd, I guess? Something stringy or easily manipulated...something strong...something lightweight. I never really know until I find it, and that’s what makes it more fun and less frustrating. Just gotta keep an open mind.” Hopping his way over to a mound of seaweed and twigs, he began to paw through it. After a few moments he let out an annoyed hiss, having brought up a tangled wad of a thin clear material that snagged around his claws; nestled within the bunch was a sharp silver object that looked to him like a skinny version of an eagle’s talon. Serintail used his teeth to tease away the transparent vines and carried the mess over to Sparrowleap. “Stuff like this,” he declared proudly. “Who knew twolegs could be useful?”

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kit — 5 moons — ♂
location: nursery
tags: Screamerkit, Falconkit, etc.
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Thankfully, Falconkit swooped in to save the day. Bazakit shook out his pelt, glad that Screamerkit had someone else to turn his attention to. With so many kits in the nursery, Bazakit often liked to sit back and observe them all, trying to figure out who stood where in the pecking order. He could easily see Falconkit as the ringleader, and perhaps Starlingkit as her accomplice. The rest was where things got tricky, and his list differed based on what factors you looked at. If it was activity, then Screamerkit and Smewkit would be next with their energy and humor, and maybe Emukit after them, followed by Bazakit himself and Kagukit, with shy little Kitekit in the end. However he decided to group them, he usually found himself with Kagukit, as he and his sister were quite alike in nature. Keeping to himself beside his mother’s warmth and softness, he looked on as his brother and Falconkit prepared for an attack on Starlingkit. He hoped they wouldn’t get too rowdy, seeing as the nursery was rather cramped and he’d much rather listen to Eaglestorm talk about DogClan.

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(cairo.)─────────
loner — 27 moons — ♀
location: unclaimed territory
tags: open
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The silvery-white she-cat arched her back in a delicious stretch as she gazed out into the rain. She’d taken up shelter in a hollow (the former home of an owl, judging by the rodent skeletons littering the base of the tree), having narrowly avoided the storm’s commencement when she’d discovered the place. Awake now, she sat debating whether or not to get moving. Water didn’t bother her, but being cold and tossed around by wind wasn’t exactly her choice of prey. Drawing her tongue around her lips, she figured she could start with something to eat. The former resident of the hollow had obviously found food somewhere, so she was determined to hunt down a similar meal to fill her hungry belly. Crouching, she readied herself and leapt for the ground, thankful for some cover from the howling gusts as she strolled through the trees. Knowing that trying to catch a scent wouldn’t be worth the time, she instead began to look for tracks or signs of prey on the ground, keeping her nose lowered so as not to miss a single clue.

[lianhua]

AlbatrossPaw (Dawn)
Nonbinary | 12 moons | Wound Healer Apprentice | Pansexual | Crush: Open | CraneMask | #CraneMask
AlbatrossPaw made a rumbling noise in their throat, something akin to a mix of a hum and a purr, though it was off tune and scratchy. "Haven't left the den yet," they meowed in their rough, patchy voice, split heterochromatic eyes trailing the den before landing outside once more, taking in the sight of the clan beginning to wake up and venture out into the storm. "Plague healers will have their paws full." The cat murmured, almost inaudible.

TealSky
Tom | 28 moons | Warrior | Pansexual | Crush: Open | ChickadeePaw | #__
TealSky tossed in his nest, body becoming stiff and sore as he laid down in a sleeping position far too long after he has woken up. He grumbled to himself lightly, blue eyes glaring at the den entrance, daggers stabbing at the rain. He hated the rain. It's not that he hated getting wet, it was that he hated getting wet involuntarily. In fact, he hated anything that he didn't get to consent to. Being put on patrol without asking, his apprentice dragging him around everywhere, ticks in his fur, and anything similar.

ShrikePaw (Fall)
Nonbinary | 10 moons | Apprentice | Pansexual | Crush: Open | PheasantFeather | #ChickadeePaw
ShrikePaw's head tilted to the side in a curious gesture after hearing ChickadeePaw's predicament. They took a few moments to not only think about what she had said, but to let their throat stop burning so they could maybe speak again without sounding like they had inhaled an entire forest worth of smoke. There were many reasons why ChickadeePaw could be feeling weird around JayPaw. The most obvious choice would be that there were some feelings developing between the two, but they didn't want to jump to conclusions quite yet. They knew some cats took their romantic feelings very seriously and didn't want to upset anyone by mentioning it for the time being, so he thought about other options. Maybe he had done something to make her uneasy? Maybe the other way around? Or maybe she looked up to him and it was a simple idol sort of problem. Honestly, they wouldn't be able to know unless they asked, so they decided to out of need for information. "Something happen between you two, maybe?" They spoke in a soft tone, not loud enough to disrupt their vocal chords.

KiteKit (Fire)
Tom | 4 moons | Kit | Homoflexible | Crush: Open | x | #Kits, Queens, EagleStorm
KiteKit's ears flattened against his head as FalconKit berated him, green-ringed golden eyes wavering as he stared her down, waiting for an attack of opportunity against him. When she only dropped the mouse he was sharing with StarlingKit beside him, his muscles relaxed slightly, and he gave her a swift nod. "Th-Thank you," he whispered, eyes wide when she accused him of abandoning his prey to DogClan. "N-Never!" He squeaked in retaliation, but she was far gone by the time he had responded, and he was sure that even if she did hear him, she would make no come back for the time being. The rusty tom took this time to finish his fill of the mouse, not being able to eat it all as he has always had a small appetite, probably why he was the smallest of the kits, before picking it up and dropping it to the side of the nest, hoping StarlingKit would come back and finish it off. He looked towards the gathering of kits to the side of the Nursery, curious about what they were talking about, but also afraid to approach and join in, especially since FalconKit was there and he could go another hour or so without listening to her complain about him.

Python
Tom | 9 moons | Trainee | Demisexual | Crush: Open | Parch | #Parch
Python's ears perked when Parch promised to take him fishing when the storm was over. That was enough to put a smile on his face and brighten his dark blue eyes, sending excited but equally as cold shivers down his spine. His long, thick furred tail lifted in the air, albeit with a bit difficulty with how heavy it was, and attempted to wag it like a dog would, a purr heavy set in his throat. "Thank you, Parch!" He meowed, maybe a bit too loudly, as he hopped in the mud after his mentor, ears swiveling at the harsh sound of the pouring rain. "Do we maybe want to take others with us? Safety in numbers and all?" The tom thought he'd ask just out of curiosity. He knew there weren't maybe cats in their clan, so the safety in numbers thing usually was forgotten as not everyone could always be together, but since the storm was pretty bad, and the combination of it plus the chance of running into BirdClan cats just made him think a bout safety a little bit more than usual.