โโโโโ ๏ผฏ๏ผท๏ผฌ๏ผท๏ผก๏ผด๏ผฃ๏ผจ๏ผฅ๏ผฒ !!
tom. forty-two ms. warrior. mentoring icepaw. interest in snowpetal. snowpetal
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Owlwatcher smiled slightly as he took a seat next to Snowpetal. He settled down, before flicking his ears at her words, his amber gaze widening slightly at her words. He was about to gratefully agree to sharing, but now he remained silent for a few moments. He knew that Snowpetal had taken the loss of Branchtail quite hard, and had been struggling ever since, though she had slowly gotten better. However, he could quickly see that she wasn't at her best and that was understandable. It would take awhile, before she ever was anywhere near how she was before, but he knew she'd always have that missing piece in her heart that had belonged to Branchtail. He let out a breath, before finally responding. "Of course. Though you should really eat...We don't need you feeling weak or anything...", the tom said, before beginning to eat some of the prey. He watched the she-cat out of the corner of his eye, worry washing over the tom. He knew the she-cat was in a hard place at the moment, but things were only going to get harder if she didn't take care of herself. Still, he knew that he really couldn't do anything about it, he could simply offer his advice and that was it. Still, it didn't help with the tom's worries, which was nothing new to the tom.
โโโโโ ๏ผข๏ผฒ๏ผฏ๏ผซ๏ผฅ๏ผฎ๏ผจ๏ผฏ๏ผฐ๏ผฅ !!
female. thirty-two ms. warrior. mentoring weaselpaw. no interest. open
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Brokenhope arrived back at the camp, just shortly after dawn after one of her usual morning hunts. Two mice dangled from her jaw, as she slowly padded toward the fresh-kill pile, setting them down amongst the rest of the prey. Her amber gaze scanned the camp for her apprentice, but the tom was no where to be seen. Her gaze narrowed slightly as she slowly stalked away from the fresh-kill, and settled down in the shadows of the camp. Brokenhope wasn't one to engage in conversations with her clanmates freely, she'd rather watch and listen. She let out a quite breath as she laid her head on her paws, her tail twitching as her amber eyes flickered around the camp watching the interactions between her clanmates.
โโโโโ ๏ผฆ๏ผฌ๏ผก๏ผฒ๏ผฅ๏ผฐ๏ผก๏ผท !!
female. eleven ms. apprentice. mentored by rushwing. eventual interest in peachpaw. icepaw
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Flarepaw nodded slightly at her friend's words. It seemed to take forever to have anything done in this clan, including becoming a warrior. Sure, it would probably be another moon, before they became warriors perhaps less, but she was tired of waiting. They, were the oldest apprentices in the den along with Weaselpaw. Briarpaw, Thistlepaw, and Brackenpaw were behind them, though they were only a moon younger than them. She swiped her tongue over her muzzle, as she turned to her friend once more and nodded. "Sounds good. I hope we get to do something decent today", she muttered as she arose to her paws, and followed her friend out of the den. Honestly, she was tired of training, tired of being under the watchful eye of her mentor, and tired of being an apprentice. A few warriors had warned her that warriorhood wasn't as great as it seemed, and that being a warrior meant a lot of responsibility. She was sure she could handle it though, she was ready to become a warrior more than ever.
โโโโโ ๏ผข๏ผฅ๏ผก๏ผถ๏ผฅ๏ผฒ๏ผข๏ผฏ๏ผต๏ผฎ๏ผฃ๏ผฅ !!
female. twenty-nine ms. warrior. no apprentice. no interest. open
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Beaverbounce awoke as dawn light began to filter through the den, letting out a yawn as she stretched. She was glad that she was sleeping in the warriors den and not in the elders due to her issue, but knew that if things got worse that was where she'd end up being. She let out a heavy breath as she scanned the den for a few moments, before rising to her paws and padding out of the den. Her ears twitched as she watched the cats in camp for a few moments, as if she had to gain her bearings, before heading towards the fresh-kill pile. She sat down and took a small bird from the pile, beginning to eat her meal as she watched the cats in the camp, awaiting for patrols to be assigned for the day.
โโโโโ ๏ผฒ๏ผก๏ผถ๏ผฅ๏ผฎ๏ผท๏ผก๏ผด๏ผฃ๏ผจ๏ผฅ๏ผฒ !!
female. seventy-nine ms. warrior. no apprentice. no interest. open
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The senior warrior had already been up and about as usual, sitting in camp as she watched her clanmates slip out of the dens and begin the day. It was a sight Ravenwatcher had seen since she was able to leave the nursery, she'd seen it every day for many, many, moons. She never tired of it she felt honored to see the sight every day, because she knew one day would be her last day seeing the clan come together in the morning. She let out a yawn, beginning to tend to her pelt as she awaited for the deputy to set patrols for the day. Her gaze flickered around the camp momentarily, before she laid down and awaited for the day to properly begin. Perhaps, she'd get to go on a patrol or perhaps she'd simply tag along with another warrior or two on a hunt. Either one was fine for her, she would be happy doing anything as long as it meant she was serving her clan like a loyal warrior.
