[[Can I have a repost for Duskpaw and Stormkit, and a reply to Lunarwing please? Thank you.]]
{.zσкєтι.} wrote:Raccoonstrike watched Whitecloud leave, dipping his head, then turned his attention back to Duskpaw. He thought for a moment, musing, after Duskpaw replied. "Sure, that'll be fine." he meowed after a few seconds, lifting his tail and turning his head towards the trees. "Let's see if we can find one." The dark tom sniffed the air, then flicked his tail and began to pad through the group, glancing back to make sure his apprentice was following. Raccoonstrike hoped they could find a river, or at least a stream, for that would be an exciting addition to their new territory.
~Willow wrote:~Willow wrote:"Then let's get to work clearing out this old stump. No need to make warriors do it when we're going to be the ones using the den." Shiverwhisker meowed, giving them a smile. He padded forward, gripping a bramble trendal in his jaws and tugging at it, working on pulling it free.~Willow wrote:Shiverwhisker turned to face Cloverswirl. "I think my apprentices and I have this covered. Why not go see if you can join a patrol or something." he meowed, voice slightly blunt as he turned back to his work, tugging at the brambles again. He eventually managed to tug it free with a mighty heave and a grunt, sending the tom tumbling backward and into the small stream.~Willow wrote:The medicine cat snorted, getting from the water and shaking out his pelt, sending sprinkles of water flying at the small patrol. He flicked his tail, turning back to the brambles and gripping another trendle in his jaws, grip firm. He began to tug harshly at them, wondering what was taking the apprentices.
(Kinda murge the actions I guess.. IDK ^^')
~Willow wrote:Wooly gulped, bending down and sinking her fangs into the squirrel,it was clear she was uncomforatable. She sat back up, licking blood from her whiskers. It still looked too much like a kitten for her to eat, no matter how good it tasted. She sighed, hungry and unable to eat it.
.:Echodawn:. wrote:"Sure, I'd love to." Swiftcreek slinks through the band of cats, and nudges a few ferns out of his way, before entering the hunting grounds. To his right, he could smell a waterway of some sort, and to his left, the chirping of birds and the warm, musky scent of prey. "Where should we head off to?" he asks after studying his surroundings./color]
[color=#0080FF]★彡 Swiftcreek ★彡Gender: Tom ★彡 Rank: Warrior Apprentice: None ★彡 Crush: None ★彡 Mood: Curious ★彡
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