R A I N C L A N - OPEN!!

[Vexious]

r o e
gender// female.
age// 7 moons.
rank// healer trainee.
locoation// healer den & camp.
crush// open w/ develop.
tagged// open.

the small female would be organizing the herbs and medicine stock the , she had been up earlier this morning. she had often been alone, or with Freya.. who at that point was the only social interaction she would receive anymore. ' is this the life I want? ' she would think quietly to herself. did she like being alone and secluded away from her nursery mates? roe believed that the solider trainees saw her differently having volunteering/being chosen to become a healer rather then a solider. however she didn't quite seem to mind it, being alone.. it caused to to develop better or closer relations with the other cats on a more platonic level.

[Lord Ghirahim]

she-cat | she/her | soldier | 38 moons |
tags; Harpy ; Aquilo

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Looking please, Frost nods. "That's perfect," she agrees, sweeping her tail down Harpy's spine. "We were just going to hunt in the new territory. I was hoping to grow the patrol, just in case we met any RainClan cats." Frost's lip curls, and she flexes her claws.

Shaking herself off, she glances down at her trainee. "As long as you don't mind Aquilo joining, I think we should be off," she says to them, before stretching and leading the way out of camp.

This was perfect: Frost had been worried about venturing into the new territory with just the two of them. She's sure that RainClan will probably be vexed, wanting the land back. Between her and Aquilo, Harpy should be safe. 'I should do some battle training with Harpy later today,' She muses to herself, ears flicking as she thinks.

[Animals65]

Creamflower turns her head and realizes her kit Tinykit has waken up and decides she better go back and be with him. Picking up her fish, she pads back to the nursery and lays down beside Tinykit, dropping the fish. "I see you are awake Tinykit!" she said gently. She takes another bite of her fish, savoring the delicious taste.

[кσι]

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Name Snowfall
Age 46 Moons
Rank Medicine Cat
Gender Male
Apprentice Dizzypaw
Tags Dizzypaw, Ravenfeather

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He watched through narrowed eyes as his young apprentice stumbled over herself, something she seemed to do much more often when she was focused on her duties. She was another of his failed patients, but he knew there was nothing he could do himself, he would need the help of Starclan.. if they would help him. Snowfall nodded in reply to the young fae, his eyebrows furrowed in a bit of regret and empathy. He beat himself up for not being able to help the poor she-cat, and he was worried that if it went on for too much longer, the warrior would lose her mind. He closed his eyes for a moment, deep in thought as he tried to come up with some new way of helping the she-cat. He'd tried multiple different possible cures in the past, but he knew he Ould never stop trying, not for her. Ravenfeather and Dizzypaw were like family to him, he had to do everything in his power to make sure no harm came to either of the two fae's. The snow-white tom shot his eyes open and lifted his head up, his tail beaming straight up as he whispered excitedly to his apprentice "Dizzypaw, quit that sorting for a second and grab some cobwebs and moss for me. Oh, and get some marigold and stinging nettle as well. I have an idea.." The medicine cat waited for his apprentice to grab the herbs he'd requested and turned to the younger warrior "I know you're not telling me everything. It must be a horrible bother, and im sorry I haven't been able to do much to help. I think I have a bit of an idea, but I can't promise it will work. Will you let me try?" Snowfall sat down and curled his tail around his paws, a worried look clouding his face as he awaited his friend's response.

🍒
Name Willowberry
Age 29 Moons
Rank Warrior
Gender Female
Apprentice Open
Tags Whitemist

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Willowberry licked a paw and dragged it across her face, a small sigh escaping her lungs as she attempted to clean the scent of her meal off her fur. She normally asked Snowfall for a couple bundles of lavender to keep her fur fresh, but it had been a while since she last thought to take care of herself to such an extent. Her ears shot up and her gaze focused on the feline in front go her as his voice broke through her sudden daze. It was Whitemist, a cat she knew had been through an ample amount of trauma during his time in the clan. She hadn't really considered him too close a friend before, but she felt the recent events really Brough the cats of the clan closer together. The pretty balinese smiled up at the older warrior, a light purr rumbling in her throat as she replied to the warrior "Ahh good morning Whitemist, you're never disturbing me, it's always a pleasure speaking to you." The young fae nodded at his question, her ears flattening against her head as the thoughts came rushing back "unfortunately.. I can't get it out of my head. It's the first major battle I've been involved in since I've been in this clan.. im a bit worried were not well rounded enough to take on something like that again." Willowberry took a moment to look down at her paws, another small sigh escaping her maw and she continued on, hoping her opinions weren't annoying the warrior "I think we need to up patrols and work harder when it comes to training our apprentices. We can't lose anymore territory to those rogues."

🌪️
Name Zephyr
Age 55 Moons
Rank Soldier
Gender Male
Trainee Rollo
Tags Rollo

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The large tom chuckled softly as his apprentice awoke, his lips curled up in a small smile "didn't sleep too well, eh?" Zephyr took note of this body language his young trainee was exhibiting, a pang of guilt racing through his heart at the sight of the exhausted little tom. He could relate to that look of extreme tiredness, it was one he had to endure throughout his entire time training under his soldier when he was a young tom. Though he felt bad, he knew there was no way to teach the trainee about strength and endurance if he let him slack off every time he was tired. The grey Maine Coon flicked his tail toward the entrance of the den and ushered his trainee out into the clearing, that small smile still noticeable on his maw "I'll go easier on you today. We should just have a patrol or two ad maybe some hunting. I'll let you slack off for a bit on battle training.. since you did just have to apply it in a real situation." Zephyr sat himself down near the fresh-kill pile and prodded a couple pieces with his paw "for now, grab something to eat with me, we'll need as much energy from this prey as we can get." He cleared his throat a bit and reached down to grab a large squirrel, which happened to be his absolute favorite. The soldier settled down near his trainee and began to rip apart the little animal, savoring each bite as it made it into his mouth.

🕷️
Name Salem
Age 30 Moons
Rank Soldier
Gender Female
Trainee Ferret
Tags Ferret

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The dark fae's eyes lit up at the sight of her trainee, a large smile crossing her scar-crossed maw as he approached her morning young'in, you been getting into trouble again this morning?" Salem chuckled as she looked over the young tom's pelt, which was as disheveled as it always seemed to be. She enjoyed the young cat's presence, he was a breath of fresh air compared to the seriousness of the other soldiers and their trainees, or at least, the ones that she'd actually taken the time to talk to. The young fae tried to be an easy-going mentor for the trainee, hoping that her teachings wouldn't taint the spunk the little feline possessed "I'm thinking we'll take a trip to our new territory today. You weren't apart of the skirmish between Rainclan, so I think it would be interesting to teach you hot to hunt fish, now that we have the opportunity to do so.

[Firelight_AA]

Tinykit/Male/One moon/Kit/Creamflower/Too young/Tags: Creamflower

"Yep!" He squeaked. "Can I go outside today?" He said running over to Creamflower. He had wanted to for days but Creamflower had forbad it and it was disappointing to him.

Ferret/Male/11 moons/Trainee/Mentor: Salem/Open/Mentions: None/Tags: Salem

He smiled and let the mischief in his eyes do the talking. He was so planning to steal something today. When Salem mentioned their new river territory he nodded his excitedly. The idea of fish was exciting, would they be shiny?

[happyanya]

║She-cat║8 moons║Mentor: Snowfall║Med. Cat App.║Tags: Snowfall, Ravenfeather║
Upon the sudden urgency she heard her mentor call her name in, she scrambled to jump up and start grabbing the herbs Snowfall listed off to her. One at a time she grabbed mouthfuls of each herb, hopping over and dropping them beside her mentor's paws. When she finally had got everything he asked for, she planted herself beside him, ready to watch in wonder at whatever he was planning to do- she knew how hard he took not being able to help the incurable illnesses of the clan, and she was excited to see what idea he had to try out this time. She enjoyed seeing him excited with these things, because it made her hopeful for a new type of progress to be made, and she saw Snowfall as the perfect cat to crack those sort of mysteries, though, that may just have been her idolization of her mentor. Either way, she now sat beside the two larger warriors, watching on in wonder with big round eyes and a hopeful smile.

║Tom║8 moons║Mentor: Stoneheart║Appr.║Tags: Open║
Dovepaw was still soundly sleeping in his nest, curled in a big fuzzy ball, his paws shielding his eyes from the penetrating sunrise suddenly appearing in the sky. He had dreams of his warrior ceremony, the entire clan cheering him on. He saw his mentor, Stoneheart, smiling approvingly at him, and the faces of his friends and his sister as they congratulated him. He smiled warmly in his sleep, cuddling further into his tail that was wrapped around him. Suddenly, he saw his mother's face in the crowd smiling back at him as well, and he froze up. He ran up to her, pushing past the cats in front of him, but by the time he got to her, she did not look the same- she looked how she had in death, the only memory he still clearly remembers of her. He screamed at the sight of her, and woke up in a fright as he leapt to his paws. He breathing was heavy as he looked at the other sleeping apprentices around him, and he took a deep breath, trying to calm down. He laid back down slowly, trying to fall back asleep, glad no one saw him.

║Tom║38 moons║App: Adderpaw║Warrior║Tags: Willowberry║
"I can't get it out of my head either, I didn't really sleep through the night," He sighed, paying close attention to her thoughts on the clans next move, and he quickly found himself in agreement. "Oh, no, I completely agree- we can't let those rogues have the power here. That territory was ours, and I think we should work hard to prepare and show them they can't take what they please." He hissed, more passion in his voice than he had heard in himself in moons. "This win is gonna have their egos soaring, and I fear most that it will encourage them to try more riskier steals..that's why we should handle it quickly in my opinion." His tail flicked behind him defiantly as he explained his reasoning to the pretty she-cat. He hadn't been to close to Willowberry, but he was just glad for any interaction with where he was mentally. He enjoyed speaking of his feelings over the river without ever having to give a deeper meaning beyond "this was our territory". "I know I'll be taking Adderpaw's fighting training up a few notches to make sure he's prepared for anything he may have to face." He said, his irritation for the rogues clear in his tone.


║She-cat║19 moons║App: Fuzzypaw║Warrior║Tags: Fuzzypaw║
She was more than used to the less-enthused tone of her apprentice's voice, so she didn't pay any mind to it- she knew her apprentice was a good worker despite first impressions. She just kept smiling and stood back up, her eyes locked on her apprentice and her tone becoming a bit more serious than it usual sounded. "Well, if you aren't that hungry then I'd say we should head out now- we have a lot to do today." She explained, her tail flicking behind her as she looked into Fuzzypaw's amber eyes with a sobering expression taking over her previously cheerful features. "With the recent loss of territory to the rogues, the most important thing to me right now is to train you more heavily in both offense and defensive fighting- I need you to be safe if you find yourself in a face-to-face with the rogue group." Her tone was still and her eyes dead locked on the smaller black cat in front of her. But then, the look faded and her big smile returned, her tail flicking behind her as she lead the way to the training hollow, cheerfully calling for Fuzzypaw to follow her.

[Arkinhallow]

▸ LYNX
a blue she-cat with very faint tabby markings and gold eyes.
37m, rogue leader, bisexual, no trainee.
tags: frost, aquilo, harpy. mentions: all rogue cats in camp.

Lynx sat motionless at the entrance to her den, watching the camp wake. Storm had chosen it for herself, so many moons back - a hollowed out stump, split and burnt by lightning long ago. A large cluster of mint plants grew beside it, providing extra shelter and a pleasant smell when she brushed past it to enter or exit. In new-leaf the plants would flower, and despite the bees it would attract she always rather liked the way her den looked at that time of year. The den was slightly further away from the camp than most, but from the entrance Lynx could see most of the camp centre, and the soldiers already beginning to fill it.

She'd been awake since a little before sun-up, well-rested after yesterday's success. She'd received a few cuts and bruises, but overall she was in fine health. She was a little surprised at coming away from the battle without further injuries - being the leader she tended to attract greater ire than the soldiers, and certainly she had killed or maimed enough Rainclan cats to ensure that plenty of their warriors had a personal vendetta against her. The thought gave her a perverse pleasure. She liked to see in their eyes the loss of control, the grief, the anger. It made her feel powerful - and it made her feel understood.

She flicked her ear absentmindedly, coming back to the present. Luckily none of the rogues had been seriously injured yesterday, despite the ferocity of the fight, so things could largely go on as normal today. Voices drifted across the camp towards her, and Lynx was pleased to hear snippets of conversation that indicated some of the rogues were already planning their morning activities. She hadn't seen hide nor hair of Viper yet, surprisingly, so it was good to see there remained some organisation despite her absence. Supposing she ought to make an appearance, Lynx stretched luxuriously and then padded the short distance to the camp centre, pushing her way past the stiff bushes between it and her den.

She noted the faces up and about - Frost, Zephyr, Salem, Tigress, Junior, Maple, Aquilo... hm. Apparently half the group has decided they'll sleep in with Viper. She reminded herself that many of the soldiers were likely sleeping off wounds, but she still felt a flicker of annoyance. There were things to be done. Thankfully it seemed like most of those awake had found themselves something to do, either setting up a patrol or fetching trainees. She made a mental note that Junior was unoccupied.

Having only heard part of Frost and Aquilo's conversation, she strolled over to clarify what they were up to. "You're going hunting?" she asked, forgoing a greeting as she often did. "I need that new border checked; if you're going by you might as well remark it, otherwise I'll organise a border patrol," she added.

▸ ROOKFANG
a solid black tom with green-gold eyes.
45m, rainclan warrior, heterosexual, mentoring mallowpaw.
tags: minnowpaw. mentions: rogues, snowfall, mallowpaw, lightningcrow.

Rookfang's paws hit the ground in a rhythmic fashion. 1-2, 3-4. 1-2, 3-4. Turn, and step again. He was tired, and probably needed to see Snowfall again to get his cobwebs changed, but his thoughts kept turning in circles, mimicking his pacing paws. He'd been out here for an hour or so, probably. He'd woken before dawn, having hardly slept, and returned to the site of yesterday's battle. He didn't stray down to the river, of course - tired and angry as he was, he did have some sense. The stink of the rogues' border markings filled his mouth, an infuriating reminder that this stretch of the river no longer belonged to his clan. How did we lose?

Rookfang went over the battle in his mind yet again. He saw them across the river, teeth bared and hackles raised. Rogue faces flashed in his mind's eye as he remembered the blows given and taken. His shoulder stung as he recalled receiving the wound; he'd been locked under a big rogue tom, and another fox-hearted traitor had slipped in to deliver the blow while he was incapacitated. Only rogues would fight so dirty, he thought, scowling. With a sigh, he finally stopped pacing to look down to the river. His pawpads immediately began aching, and he tentatively sat in the dewy grass to ease them somewhat. None of the rogues had come by while he'd been here, but he expected they would soon. They would want to check that Rainclan hadn't been over the newly established border. If he was still nearby when they came he would doubtless be subjected to their mockery. He half wanted to stay and allow himself to be riled up, but he knew his anger wouldn't help him defeat a whole patrol. It would be some time before Rainclan would have the strength to retaliate.

Quietly admitting to himself that he needed to let the matter rest in his mind, Rookfang began to make his way back to camp. He did not forget, and he did not forgive - but for now he had little choice but to get on with the day. Thoughts of his apprentice suddenly came to the forefront. Agh, we might have to forgo training today. I'm in no shape to tussle with another cat, and crouching to hunt is out of the question. Perhaps she'd like to come patrol with me, if I can get back before Lightningcrow begins to organise things. He shouldn't have moved around so much already this morning. He had a feeling that under the webs, his wound had reopened. He resolved to see Snowfall as soon as he got back to camp.

It wasn't long before he reached the entrance. He was limping slightly now, his shoulder paining him more than he'd like to admit. Lost in thought, he almost bowled over Minnowpaw as he walked into the camp. He looked them over, guessing at what they were about to do. "And where do you think you're going?" he mewed jovially, keeping his tone light - but it was a challenge all the same. He didn't want to antagonise them, if he could help it, but he also wasn't going to let an apprentice head out on their own unsupervised. Especially with recent events - the rogues might very well get cocky and cross the border, and where would Minnowpaw be then?

[Lord Ghirahim]

she-cat | she/her | soldier | 38 moons |
tags; Harpy ; Aquilo; Lynx

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Frost gives a satisfied lash of her tail, nodding to the rogue leader "Of course," she mews, ears flicking a bit. Her tone was carefully controlled. "We can check it before we hunt, no problem at all."
Frost hoped that they didn't run in to any trouble, or with Harpy on the patrol. The young cat was doing well, but if anything were to arise... a large conflict...."We will make sure the markers are where they should be," She answers more firmly, before nudging her trainee and motioning for Aquilo to follow. "Once we are back, we'll report to you.: Frost promises.

[lian hua.]

𝐅𝐑𝐄𝐘𝐀 █

gender. female age. 28 moons sexuality. bisexual, biromantic scent. sweetgrass and daisies rank. rogue healer
mood. calm mentions. moth, maple, tigress tags. roe, frost, harpy, aquilo, lynx
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ㅤFreya was awake once she felt the warmth of the sun against her fur, immediately going to check on her trainee who was up before her. When she saw that Roe was busying herself with sorting some of their stock that got messed up in the midst everything from last night. "Morning, Roe. Thank you for sorting our supplies..." Her eyes caught sight of a single, lone marigold flower lying around, causing the older she-cat to frown, "Hm, seems like I'll have to ask patrol to fetch some if they haven't left yet." she muttered to herself before shaking her head and facing the predominantly white feline with a soft smile, "Roe... I'd like to ask how you're feeling after last night."
ㅤThe battle that occurred last night was quite a success -after all, they gained new territory- and Freya was glad that there weren't many injured rogues in general. Some of them came by and she had shown Roe what to do for particular injuries before instructing her trainee to do the same and finish what she started, jumping in when necessary as she treated the others. A few of them were snappy while the rest shared some details from the battle. She thought that those Rainclan cats were lucky to have survived the battle with the injuries that they sustained. The ones that died... well, she didn't want to think about that.
ㅤLight green eyes looked outside of the healer's den, catching sight of Maple and Moth leaving the trainee's den before Tigress went over moments later to wake her own trainee. The ones that were already up conversed with one another, making plans for the morning. Freya glanced at a small group of cats until she realized that their leader, Lynx, was among them. She perked her ears and tried to listen in on the conversation but heard nothing except the inkling possibility that 'patrol' was passed around. That was enough inclination for the tabby to get up, she knew that she had to catch them before they left. "I'll be right back, in the meantime, think about what you're still unsure about and we'll go over it."
ㅤFreya bounded over to them before slowing down and composing herself in front of their leader. She gave them a respectful nod in greeting -making a mental note that the cats had been Frost, Aquilo, and Harpy- before moving on to her question, "If possible, could you three look out for marigold along the way? I'm unsure how far you're planning on going, but they should be by the river."

𝐋𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐇 █

gender. female age. 9 moons sexuality. demisexual, biromantic scent. faint soot and dust rank. rogue trainee
mood. nonchalant mentions. n/a tags. tigress
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ㅤA lake. That was what Lillith had been dreaming of. Specifically, a lake that reflected the dawning sky as the sun was slowly beginning to wake up in the distant horizon. The she-cat could feel the gentle breeze, the soft grass. She could hear the waves lapping against the shore and see the change of color above. Lillith was content... No, she was more than content. After everything that was currently going on with the group of rogues, it felt like she was finally given a break... She took a step into the shallow waters of the lake. A single step... and that peaceful feeling morphed into surprise. Was she underwater? The logic was impossible but it seemed like it with what she was currently presented... prominent yellow eyes widened at the realization. Her chest felt like it was constricting, yet it also bloomed with immense confusion...
ㅤThen, her mentor's voice broke through her head and Lillith was awake. Or had it been the other way around? It was the least of her concerns as she quickly blinked away the rather surreal experience. Today was probably another day of intense training, or perhaps they'll patrol through their newly acquired territory... which actually didn't seem possible since there were too many risks, but it did include a... a river. Lillith looked up only to see Tigress at the entrance of the trainee's den. 'Right, I've spent enough just wasting time.' she thought, and got up from her nest, taking a quick moment to stretch before walking over to her strict mentor. Carrying a neutral expression, she asked the ginger she-cat a question: "Will we be training today, Tigress?" and glanced over at some of the rogues that were already up, flicking her ears at the sounds of conversation.

𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐋𝐄𝐏𝐀𝐖 █

gender. male age. 8 moons sexuality. heterosexual, bicurious scent. bitter mint rank. rainclan
apprentice mood. irritated, tired mentions. dovepaw, dizzypaw, snowfall tags. n/a
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ㅤThe gray tabby had slept quite soundly in his dreamless state. Noted that he had. Thistlepaw was never a heavy sleeper to begin with, sometimes waking in the middle of the night even after a long day. His yellow eyes snapping open and his ears perked, almost as if he was prepared for an attack. It was a common reoccurrence for him and the brooding apprentice was never bothered by it at all. He slowly fell into a pattern of silently sitting up in his nest and staring out of the apprentices den while everyone else was asleep- or at least he assumed so. It didn't matter to him either way. What mattered was that he was able to -and he'll never admit it out loud- experience and appreciate the silence that swept across the clan... Even if he could still hear the snores and purrs of his fellow apprentices, he had already learned to shut them out.
ㅤNow the reason he woke up this time wasn't because it was morning or his sensitivity when sleeping. It was neither of those things, instead, the culprit had been none other than one of the other apprentices. Thistlepaw had slightly risen his head, narrowing his eyes and scanning across the apprentices den from his slightly isolated nest near the back-corner. Because he hated being close to the other apprentices, even if their nests were somewhat spaced apart- but that was besides the point. The main point was that he immediately zeroed in on Dovepaw, who was just returning back to whatever dream he escaped from.
ㅤThistlepaw held back a growl that unbeknownst to him, had been forming since he laid his eyes on the cream-colored tom. Instead, he got up from his nest and left the apprentices den wordlessly. The tabby then found a slightly shaded spot under the still-rising sun, settling himself there for the time being. His eyes felt heavy as they slowly travelled across the camp, being reminded of how it had been one of those nights again. He didn't realize that he zoned out until movement caught his attention. Piercing eyes having landed on the medicine cat's den where Snowfall and Dizzypaw conversed, most likely about herbs or whatever it was they were speaking of. Feeling heavy, yet set on staying awake, the tom looked to the sky that was beginning to show brighter color with every passing second before dropping his head- letting out a quiet sigh. His body, once tense, relaxed while his fluffy tail wrapped comfortably around him. Eyes closed and his initial promise forgotten.
ㅤ'Just this once...' He thought and stilled himself- almost like he was keeping vigil in a sort of way. The world temporarily drowning out.

[Queen of flames]

Waterlilyblaze
female (12 moons) - young warrior - apprentice (Dawnpaw) - crush (open) - Tags: Creekbelly
**
She tunred to face the another she-cat here "Uh good morning Creekbelly, I am doing fine...just looking for Dawnpaw and waiting for some orders from highter ranks" she meowed to her, with a little shy smile. She got a little nervous swallow, not really good with talking others "So what about you? Doing well?" she asked.

Seaweedstorm
male (12 moons) - young warrior - apprentice (-) - crush (open) - Tags: OPEN
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He sat there just watching the active camp, noticing his sister talking with Creekbelly which made him kind of happy as he did hope that his sister could find friends someone else than just him. Sighing he turned to look over to Rookfang there, which was acting weird '...seriously what is he doing?' he thought blinking his eyes as he tryed to think.

Robinpaw
male (10 moons) - apprentice - mentor (Silvertail) - crush (open) - tags: OPEN
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He silently sat there near the entrance of the apprentice's den, his eyes looking outside of it, but still stayed inside. The most other apprentices seemed busy already, but he didn't see his own mentor yet, which didn't really bother him at all. Sometimes he liked not so busy mornings, but then again this was boring and he wanted someone to talk with, so seeing Dovepaw waking up, but then getting back to sleep a little disappointed him. Though the others do whatever, it's not his thing to start waking them up, he personally could not like that either.

Junior
male (26 moons) - soldier - trainee (Honeybee) - crush (open) - Tags: OPEN
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He sat there and watched the camp, he could hear his name being called once but didn't really care who of the cats said it. Sighing he looked at the other mentors and their trainees, not fully hearing what they said, but he did hear some of the noisiest ones 'territory check huh? why are they all doing it now?' he wonders with a sight. He himself was already walked around the territory last evening just out of boredom, so doing it now felt kind of pointless, of course, Honeybee could need to see it too 'not all of us can go to check the borders, what about the morning patrols and stuff?' he keeps thinking.

Rollo
male (12 moons) - trainee - mentor (Zephyr) - crush (open) - tags: Zephyr
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He eyed the surrounding grounds and cats at the sae moment, his mentor was speaking to him, flicking his ears few times about the toms first small question 'I see he did saw my tiredness, even if I tried to act cool' he wondered to himself with a sight. He looked toward the fresh kill pile which was actually very large now, for some reason "alright, I was hungry anyways so, eating before going sounds like a dream to me" he meowed halfly joking. He made a quick look toward the few others cats there as well, wondering how many will go to this same territory trip with them, it seemed like only few was being there to see it.