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Emberpaw
Male :: Apprentice :: 10 Moons Old
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He grunted and stuck a paw out of the den, only to draw it back in with a scowl. "Yeah," he grumbled to Snowpaw as his expression contorted, "That was like two moons ago. I was so stupid back then. You remember when I really considered ditching? Seems so mousebrained now. Like, where would I have even gone?" He finally got up and took the first step out of the den after letting Cougarpaw pass without a word. He never really hung out with the tom much or even spoke to him. Standing in the rain, it poured over his head and dragged his whiskers down, making him look like a sad lump of fur, "Do you know how much effort I make to keep my pelt looking absolutely fabulous Snowpaw? So much effort. Gotta look sharp for the ladies." His grin widened and he didn't look so sad anymore as he was already getting used to the fact that'd he'd be drenched all day.
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Venomfang
Male :: Warrior :: 29 Moons Old
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Venomfang finished his meal in silence, glaring at cats as they passed and watched the camp begin to wake up. From his corner, he caught some of Emberpaw's conversation and now he was watching Silvertail jump around that camp like a frightened kit. His mood soured when he watched her turn to him. Oh, what now? Leave m- "Good morning Silvertail, what can I do for you?" he asked with a fake cheerfulness as she stopped in front of him. She shook her head with a frown, clearly meaning that she didn't have time for his moods. What a shame.
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Silvertail
Female :: Warrior :: 33 Moons Old
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"Venomfang," she questioned immediately, "Have you seen Mistpaw? Emberpaw said he hadn't seen him at all last night and apparently nobody else has either. Oh, great Starclan. I'm a horrible mentor. What if he's hurt? It w-" The tom let out a groan and he stood, cutting her off with his tail, "Don't talk so fast. You're making my ears bleed. I'm sure he's fine." Silvertail didn't look convinced and her eyes feel on the camp exit. She had to look for him in case something bad had indeed happened. Casting another look at Venomfang, the tom was watching her like she was insane. Maybe she was... Then he shrugged and she hadn't expected what he said next, "I'll help you look. Don't have anything better to do with my life." She beamed at the tom which was only returned by a look of disgust from the other as he turned and stalked out of the camp. More optimistic than before, Silvertail followed after him.
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Mildtail
Female :: Medicine Cat :: 36 Moons Old
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After an interesting conversation with Foxpaw, movement in the den caught Mildtail's attention and she dipped her head to the apprentice. He stayed with Poppypaw and Mildtail pushed herself to her exhausted paws but still knew she wouldn't be able to sleep. She mewed a greeting to Bluefeather and stopped in front of the medicine cat apprentice. "Morning Bluefeather," she began cautiously as she still hadn't forgotten the talk she had meant to have with the other before Foxpaw came with Poppypaw. "I trust you slept well?"
Emberpaw
Male :: Apprentice :: 10 Moons Old
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He grunted and stuck a paw out of the den, only to draw it back in with a scowl. "Yeah," he grumbled to Snowpaw as his expression contorted, "That was like two moons ago. I was so stupid back then. You remember when I really considered ditching? Seems so mousebrained now. Like, where would I have even gone?" He finally got up and took the first step out of the den after letting Cougarpaw pass without a word. He never really hung out with the tom much or even spoke to him. Standing in the rain, it poured over his head and dragged his whiskers down, making him look like a sad lump of fur, "Do you know how much effort I make to keep my pelt looking absolutely fabulous Snowpaw? So much effort. Gotta look sharp for the ladies." His grin widened and he didn't look so sad anymore as he was already getting used to the fact that'd he'd be drenched all day.
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Venomfang
Male :: Warrior :: 29 Moons Old
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Venomfang finished his meal in silence, glaring at cats as they passed and watched the camp begin to wake up. From his corner, he caught some of Emberpaw's conversation and now he was watching Silvertail jump around that camp like a frightened kit. His mood soured when he watched her turn to him. Oh, what now? Leave m- "Good morning Silvertail, what can I do for you?" he asked with a fake cheerfulness as she stopped in front of him. She shook her head with a frown, clearly meaning that she didn't have time for his moods. What a shame.
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Silvertail
Female :: Warrior :: 33 Moons Old
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"Venomfang," she questioned immediately, "Have you seen Mistpaw? Emberpaw said he hadn't seen him at all last night and apparently nobody else has either. Oh, great Starclan. I'm a horrible mentor. What if he's hurt? It w-" The tom let out a groan and he stood, cutting her off with his tail, "Don't talk so fast. You're making my ears bleed. I'm sure he's fine." Silvertail didn't look convinced and her eyes feel on the camp exit. She had to look for him in case something bad had indeed happened. Casting another look at Venomfang, the tom was watching her like she was insane. Maybe she was... Then he shrugged and she hadn't expected what he said next, "I'll help you look. Don't have anything better to do with my life." She beamed at the tom which was only returned by a look of disgust from the other as he turned and stalked out of the camp. More optimistic than before, Silvertail followed after him.
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Mildtail
Female :: Medicine Cat :: 36 Moons Old
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After an interesting conversation with Foxpaw, movement in the den caught Mildtail's attention and she dipped her head to the apprentice. He stayed with Poppypaw and Mildtail pushed herself to her exhausted paws but still knew she wouldn't be able to sleep. She mewed a greeting to Bluefeather and stopped in front of the medicine cat apprentice. "Morning Bluefeather," she began cautiously as she still hadn't forgotten the talk she had meant to have with the other before Foxpaw came with Poppypaw. "I trust you slept well?"