❄️PolarClan❄️ NEW|ACCEPTING|----

[hula]

Featherclaw ~

Featherclaw flexed her claws as she stretched out. "What a lovely morning." She murmered to herself and closed her eyes for a measly second before she heard something. She swiveled her ears around and sniffed before she caught a scent. A badger! She thought and jumped up, her bones cracking with her age. She sniffed around, the scent had been there for days and it was quite stale "Thank Starclan." She thought out loud and went to the fresh kill pile and plucked out a nice lovebird.

Windrush ~

Windrush was named for her fast paws and the way no one would know she had been there. She clawed at a moss ball boredly. She wondered if she had a crush. And who? "Whom could it be?" She said in love with nothing. Ever since her family died she was so shy to talk.

Rosepaw ~

Rosepaw was in the process of healing. Her paw was hurt badly and she was obviously recovering now. Starclan her paw hurt! She tried to stand but in return, flopped down.

[regigigas]

Pinestorm-

OOC- Pretty much waiting, so gonna not Pinestorm this time!

Oakpelt-

"Oh! It's, er, normal for me. Normal enough, at l-least." He mewed, trying to not stutter as much. He parted his jaws and scented the air, and a wave of relief washed over him as the distinct scent of cardinal hit him. "Do you smell that?" He whispered. His eyes darted around, and he noticed the bright red bird amongst a patch of flowers. Blending in nicely. That's a good disguise. It'd help me against Pinestorm. He thought, half-joking. "Would you like to get it? Or should I?" He mewed quietly.

OOC: I know how you feel. I'm having trouble finding synonyms for whispered!

OOCx2: I just saw Pusheen's post- Windrush, "So shy to talk." I'm wondering what it would be like if she could interact with Pinestorm... *evil thoughts begin*

[hula]

((Sure. *Cute thoughts begin*))

[I r o n.]

name||birchfrost
gender||female
tags||none
feeling||bored

Slowly, the dusky brown tabby she~cat cleaned her soft silk-like fur. Her amber-leaf eyes glittered in the sunlight as it beamed down on her clean fur. Padding over to the fresh~kill pile, she ignored everybody. She hated talking, indeed, and all she wanted was to get away and leave camp for a bit, practicing her hunting skills secretively.

[hula]

Featherclaw saw the cat and dipped her head in hello.

[reject]

User: Icecreamer
Cats Name: Marshfoot
Gender: Female
Age: 15 moons
Rank: Warrior
Wanted Rank: Warrior
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History (optional):
Personality (optional): Is kind and gentle. Doesn't like to argue with clanmates, but will be logical when talking about other clans.
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Kin: All deceased
Crush: None (open)
Mate: None (open)
Kits: None
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Other: Kumajiro

[canadianhowl]

(Is leh thinking on how to start my post off XD)

[canadianhowl]

User: Icecreamer
Cats Name: Marshfoot
Gender: Female
Age: 15 moons
Rank: Warrior
Wanted Rank: Warrior
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History (optional):
Personality (optional): Is kind and gentle. Doesn't like to argue with clanmates, but will be logical when talking about other clans.
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Kin: All deceased
Crush: None (open)
Mate: None (open)
Kits: None
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Other: Kumajiro

(Accepted)

[reject]

Marshfoot shook out her soft fur as she padded out of the warriors den. Padding over to sniff the remains of the fresh-kill pile, Marshfoot realized that there were no patrols out. "Can I join a hunting patrol?" Marshfoot called to Blizzardstar.

[Daytime-Despair]

Silverpaw looked around the Medicine pit for herbs. "Birchfrost, I think we need some more marigold. Shall I go get some?" She asked her mentor.