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[lysistraticmuse]

((Sure ^^!))

[Faiateru]

How old is Oakpaw?))

[doyosaur]

(Sorry forgot to add age he is 9 moons)

~Oakpaw~

He padded over to Comfreypaw."Hey, want to go hunt or something?"He asked and sat down beside her.

[Faiateru]

Thank you! It's alright!))

Lightningeyes - Male - Mood; Fine - Where; Dark Forest - Tags; Spidersong

Lightningeyes padded around the eerie forest, dark fern fronds pressing against his russet fur as he walked. The slender, but muscled tom's tail bounced lightly up and down on the ground, as he made his way to an ebony black she-cat. "Spidersong,"he rumbled a purr hinted in his voice.

[lysistraticmuse]

Hawkfang 80 moons, StarClan Warriortags;; StarClan
(WIP)


Silverwind 42 moons, StarClan Warrior
(WIP)


Daisyrain tags;; Chervilkit, Honeykit, open
A sigh escaped the queen, so much had happened last night. Seeing Echowhisker and Cinderstar going to remake the den, she picked up her kits and moved to a spot near the medicine den, and the two kits layed sleeping beside her.


Chervilkit tags;; Echowhisker
(Same as Honeykit)


Comfreypaw tags;; Apprentice den, open[i]
She smiled at Oakpaw, and tried to stand on her paws, but fell back onto the ground with a thud. "Oakpaw," the fæ croaked out, looking up at him. "Can you get Fawnpaw for me, or help me get to the medicine den?"


Ivyfrost [i]tags;; Open, Berry Briar
Grief was all the molly felt, her young apprentice was gone. She died a noble death of a warrior, but she couldn't help but feel guilty. It weighed on her shoulders like large bags of rocks, tears and blood stained her coat. The white she-cat had no will to groom herself, or to eat at all. She pried open her eyes, seeing Berrybriar in the den or what was left of it. "Berrybriar, could you help me out?," she asked hoarsely. Her paws were cracked, the pads completely covered in painful scabs and open wounds, and her muscles ached with every slight movement, but she couldn't just lay around all day. She needed work, and only a little help to get going.


Honeykit tags;; Daisyrain, open
The young cat was sleeping against her mother, exhausted by the events from last night. She had only fell asleep a little while ago, and had been moved from her original position in the den to a sheltered place near the medicine den. She slept soundly to wait for interaction.


Fallenpaw Apprentice, 13 moons, Tom tags;; medicine den, Fawnpaw
The tom awoke with a sharp cough, his throat was a bit sore, but he wasn't going to worry about it much. His nest was burnt as crispy, his sleep wasn't much better. A shallow breath escaped him as he stretched out his limbs. Hawkfang and Timberpaw weren't with the clan anymore. Late last night when the rest of camo was sleeping, or trying to, he let his tears flow for his fallen clanmates. A pink tongue quickly ran over his pelt, trying to clean the grey off of the pure white. It seemed useless as he only managed to get a small patch of the soot off. Thoughts of Fawnpaw entered his mind, and he decided to check on her. The brute rose to his paws and padded quickly over to the medicine, charred and broken, but still recognizable. Amber eyes fell upon the leader and the unconscious cat, both in the den with Fawnpaw. He decided to wait patiently outside of the den until she was done conversing with Cinderstar. When she stepped out of the den, he nodded a solemn hello and padded in. "Fawnpaw," he said softly, not wishing to startle her.

[doyosaur]

~Oakpaw~

"I can do both."He mewed and stood up and pushed his weight against hers to lift her up.

[lysistraticmuse]

Hawkfang 80 moons, StarClan Warriortags;; StarClan
(WIP)


Silverwind 42 moons, StarClan Warrior
(WIP)


Daisyrain tags;; Chervilkit, Honeykit, open
A sigh escaped the queen, so much had happened last night. Seeing Echowhisker and Cinderstar going to remake the den, she picked up her kits and moved to a spot near the medicine den, and the two kits layed sleeping beside her.


Chervilkit tags;; Echowhisker
(Same as Honeykit)


Comfreypaw tags;; Apprentice den, open[i]
When the tom helped her stand, she hissed in the pain that surged through her. A shaky breath escaped her as she began to walk to the den, leaning most of her weight on the tom. She stumbled many times and caused her paws to begin bleeding again. "Fawnpaw, I need some help," she croaked out, her chest moving harshly with each breath.


Ivyfrost [i]tags;; Open, Berry Briar
Grief was all the molly felt, her young apprentice was gone. She died a noble death of a warrior, but she couldn't help but feel guilty. It weighed on her shoulders like large bags of rocks, tears and blood stained her coat. The white she-cat had no will to groom herself, or to eat at all. She pried open her eyes, seeing Berrybriar in the den or what was left of it. "Berrybriar, could you help me out?," she asked hoarsely. Her paws were cracked, the pads completely covered in painful scabs and open wounds, and her muscles ached with every slight movement, but she couldn't just lay around all day. She needed work, and only a little help to get going.


Honeykit tags;; Daisyrain, open
The young cat was sleeping against her mother, exhausted by the events from last night. She had only fell asleep a little while ago, and had been moved from her original position in the den to a sheltered place near the medicine den. She slept soundly to wait for interaction.


Fallenpaw Apprentice, 13 moons, Tom tags;; medicine den, Fawnpaw
The tom awoke with a sharp cough, his throat was a bit sore, but he wasn't going to worry about it much. His nest was burnt as crispy, his sleep wasn't much better. A shallow breath escaped him as he stretched out his limbs. Hawkfang and Timberpaw weren't with the clan anymore. Late last night when the rest of camo was sleeping, or trying to, he let his tears flow for his fallen clanmates. A pink tongue quickly ran over his pelt, trying to clean the grey off of the pure white. It seemed useless as he only managed to get a small patch of the soot off. Thoughts of Fawnpaw entered his mind, and he decided to check on her. The brute rose to his paws and padded quickly over to the medicine, charred and broken, but still recognizable. Amber eyes fell upon the leader and the unconscious cat, both in the den with Fawnpaw. He decided to wait patiently outside of the den until she was done conversing with Cinderstar. When she stepped out of the den, he nodded a solemn hello and padded in. "Fawnpaw," he said softly, not wishing to startle her.

[Faiateru]

Ashkit - Male - Mood; Happy - Where; Nursery - Tags; Daisyrain, Chervilkit, and Honeykit

Ashkit watched his father patiently and then bounded away to the nursery. He padded quietly to Chervilkit and Honeykit, spotting Daisyrain's brilliant reddish fur ahead. "Can I play with them?" He asked, looking at Daisyrain.

[doyosaur]

~Oakpaw~

"It's okay,sit down and I'll get Fawnpaw."He meowed and padded to find Fawnpaw."Fawnpaw?"He called out.

[lysistraticmuse]

Hawkfang 80 moons, StarClan Warriortags;; StarClan
(WIP)


Silverwind 42 moons, StarClan Warrior
(WIP)


Daisyrain tags;; Chervilkit, Honeykit, open
The gentle cat looked at Ashkit softly,"Well dear, Honeykit's sleeping right now, but I think Chervilkit's playing possum." Gently, she patted the kit, who swatted back with a smile. "You two can play, but do be careful and stay where I can see you. Be sure to have some fun." Ashkit was a pleasant kit, and he did enjoy playing with her two babies, so she looked after him often. Her fluffy tail moved to cover Honeykit from the sun, and she knew once she awoke, she would want to play with them as well.


Chervilkit tags;; Echowhisker
He swatted back at his mother, he wasn't tired at the moment. "Twanks Momma, We'll be cawful! What do you wanna pway Ashkit?," he asked, moving from his mother's side to Ashkit.


Comfreypaw tags;; Apprentice den, open[i]
With a nod, she slid to the ground gently outside of the medicine den. She could vaguely see Fallenpaw with her, but she didn't have the will of voice to call out to them. She had faith that Oakpaw would get help for her, and that is what mattered.


Ivyfrost [i]tags;; Open, Berry Briar
Grief was all the molly felt, her young apprentice was gone. She died a noble death of a warrior, but she couldn't help but feel guilty. It weighed on her shoulders like large bags of rocks, tears and blood stained her coat. The white she-cat had no will to groom herself, or to eat at all. She pried open her eyes, seeing Berrybriar in the den or what was left of it. "Berrybriar, could you help me out?," she asked hoarsely. Her paws were cracked, the pads completely covered in painful scabs and open wounds, and her muscles ached with every slight movement, but she couldn't just lay around all day. She needed work, and only a little help to get going.


Honeykit tags;; Daisyrain, open
The young cat was sleeping against her mother, exhausted by the events from last night. She had only fell asleep a little while ago, and had been moved from her original position in the den to a sheltered place near the medicine den. She slept soundly to wait for interaction.


Fallenpaw Apprentice, 13 moons, Tom tags;; medicine den, Fawnpaw
The tom awoke with a sharp cough, his throat was a bit sore, but he wasn't going to worry about it much. His nest was burnt as crispy, his sleep wasn't much better. A shallow breath escaped him as he stretched out his limbs. Hawkfang and Timberpaw weren't with the clan anymore. Late last night when the rest of camo was sleeping, or trying to, he let his tears flow for his fallen clanmates. A pink tongue quickly ran over his pelt, trying to clean the grey off of the pure white. It seemed useless as he only managed to get a small patch of the soot off. Thoughts of Fawnpaw entered his mind, and he decided to check on her. The brute rose to his paws and padded quickly over to the medicine, charred and broken, but still recognizable. Amber eyes fell upon the leader and the unconscious cat, both in the den with Fawnpaw. He decided to wait patiently outside of the den until she was done conversing with Cinderstar. When she stepped out of the den, he nodded a solemn hello and padded in. "Fawnpaw," he said softly, not wishing to startle her.