Olivesaurus wrote:(Could I reserve a warrior named Waspclaw and two apprentices named Sunpaw and Swallowpaw?)
{no need to reserve anything! the apprentice and warrior slots are forever open!
And, yes, Mossleap may be added to the poll. That leaves Graywhisker, Thunderfur, Coyoteclaw, and Mossleap for the poll.. just six more! PM me or ask on the discussion bread to be added to the list ;3}┌───────────────────────┐
Noeyes
Blind she-cat
Russian Blue
Elder of DesertClan
Age: 87 moons
Location: DesertClan camp - by the Oasis lake
Crush/ Mate: None
Tags: Finchstep
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Noeyes purred at his laugh, and felt a little dismayed as Finchstep made his exit and gently touched her cheek... but knew he'd show up again when it was time to go on their dusk stroll. Once he'd left, the elder rose from her plush nest with a little groan - her arthritic joints were forever causing her pain. The blind Russian blue then leaned down to pick up the remnants of her meal and scooted out of the elders' den with a grunt.
Though she couldn't see the sun, she felt its violent rays as they soaked into her blue fur... she felt the hot sandy beneath her feet and could imagine the heat waves dancing before her. But Noeyes' feet were accustomed to the sting of the desert floor, so she walked out of camp and into the Wastelands for a moment or so. Slowly, she began to scrape at the charred, cracked earth at her feet, and once the task of burying her meal was done she reentered the camp.
No point in lounging round in my den all day... the she-cat thought as she made her way towards the Oasis lake and her favorite spot beside it. May as well soak up the sun!
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Scorchstar
Tomcat
Oriental Shorthair
Leader of DesertClan
Age: 36 moons (8 lives left)
Location: DesertClan camp - by the fresh-kill pile
Crush/ Mate: None
Tags: Fuzzytail, Thunderfur, Fawnleap, and Finchstep
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The orange tabby turned away from Fuzzytail, Thunderfur, and Fawnleap to address Finchstep, who had just trotted up to his side. Scorchstar noted the bit of amusement in the male's eyes, and he narrowed his own green eyes with confusion and suspicion as to what the slightly younger tomcat found so funny. He meowed curtly, "Patrols have yet to be sent out... as for you, where have you been?"
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Flarepaw (Flareears)
She-cat
Oriental Shorthair
Apprentice of DesertClan
Age: 8 moons
Location: DesertClan camp - Oasis lake
Crush/ Mate: None
Tags: Batpaw
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Flarepaw was just about done with her long drink when she saw Batpaw enter the camp. The blind, turquoise-eyed tomcat was carrying a... great StarClan was that a hawk? Who knew good old blind Batpaw had it in him to take down a hawk? Flarepaw thought, admiring his catches, which consisted of the hawk, two mice, and a hare. Looks like we won't go hungry tonight!
The large-eared she-cat watched as the tom went to the Oasis lake, setting his prey down beside him, and began to get lap at the water. Even though he was blind, it occurred to Flarepaw that he was watching her warily, and that he was casting his gaze around suspiciously. That's odd, even for him. What is he trying to hide? He's always been secretive, but never so like this... Flarepaw thought, sliding her tongue around her thin muzzle as she stared at Batpaw. Then she saw the rather large scratch on his flank.. it looked deep and was bleeding rather awfully, trailing down his legs and dripping onto the gravel under his feet. Of course, that's what he's doing! The black oriental shorthair thought. Silly Batpaw.. nothing does unnoticed by me!
She eased out of her crouch and trotted to his side, a skip in her step and a cocky smirk on her face. She leaned in close to the male, whispering quietly so that Scorchstar, who was nearby, wouldn't overhear, "Don't worry. Your secret's safe with me! If there's one thing I'm good at, it's lying. I won't tell."
