- Morningmeadow (Dawn) - 50 moons - transfemale - deputy - mate: Brightpelt - apprentice: Flypaw - tags: Flypaw & apprentices
She licked one paw and swiped it over her maw, her morning meal of a fish completed. Now that her belly was full, she could focus on patrols and training her apprentice. Turning her gaze over the clearing, Dawn noticed Flypaw speaking with her kits. A warmth filled her heart at the sight, and she purred with adoration. She let the apprentices converse for a few moments before she approached and smiled at her apprentice. "Good morning, Flypaw. Are you ready for training? And how about you, darlings?" Morningmeadow addressed everyone.
Seasmoke - 37 moons - male - warrior - crush: Lakewillow - tags: Lakewillow
He sighed softly and shook his head, showing mild agitation but not towards the tom. "I heard an annoying chirping noise! Not sure if it was a cricket or a mouse-brained bird late at night... but it kept me up," Seasmoke complained. He blinked the sleep from his eyes, smiling at Lakewillow with a flick of his tail. "I'm glad you slept well at least," he joked. "Any sign of Echopaw yet? I figure you'll be training her today, as you usually do." Seasmoke couldn't help but feel sorry for the tom -- he knew he had been the most annoying apprentice!
Silkpaw - 9 moons - male - apprentice - mentor: Berrysplash - crush: Pearpaw - tags: Flypaw, Berrysplash
He turned his head to see Flypaw approaching, and he good-naturedly nudged his sibling with a knowing expression. Though he couldn't help but feel disappointed that there was no sign of Pearpaw... but he knew she was busy. "Yeah, I'm just waiting for Berrysplash to get back... oh wait, there she is now! Got to go," Silkpaw meowed hurriedly. He passed by his mother as she approached and rubbed his cheek against her. The cream tabby trotted to Berrysplash and announced with a purr, "I'm ready to train! What are we doing today?"
Lavenderpaw - 9 moons - non-binary - apprentice - mentor: Dappleshade - crush: Flypaw - tags: Flypaw, Morningmeadow
They gave their brother a glare at the nudge that almost sent them toppling over embarrassingly in front of Flypaw. The white-haired cat straightened up and replied to the other apprentice rather sheepishly and mildly, "Yeah, Dappleshade is eating with Falconheart... oh, it looks like they're leaving now. I'm not sure what I'm supposed to do today." Lavenderpaw felt a surge of disappointment until their mother walked up. They addressed Morningmeadow as they asked, "Can I come with you guys to train today? My mentor left on his own patrol."
Hawkstone - 46 moons - female - warrior - crush: Vigorbane - tags: Vigorbane
She awoke much later than most of the warriors, as was her usual routine -- she wasn't much of a morning cat. Nevertheless, once she woke up she headed into the clearing. Hawkstone noticed a familiar she-cat on the edge of the clearing and moved to join her, settling down beside her. Vigorbane appeared to have such intense focus towards the horizon that she didn't want to break her peace, and she sat in silence.
Eaglefall - 46 moons - male - warrior - apprentice: Windpaw - crush: Darkheart - tags: Darkheart
He followed Darkheart's gaze to the group of apprentices, his apprentice Windpaw speaking with the siblings. "That's a good idea. Would you... like to share a piece of prey with me?" Eaglefall asked as nonchalantly as possible. On quiet paws, he made his way to the prey pile, glancing back to see if Darkheart was following him over. He glanced at the pile, looking over the options but unsure of what he felt like eating this morning. Eaglefall found he didn't have much of an appetite. "Why don't we take our apprentices on a hunting patrol after we eat?"
Pebble - 26 moons - female - loner - crush: open - tags: open
She padded through the forest on nearly-silent paws, making the slightest hints of footfalls every so often. The dark gray she-cat was hunting, her green eyes piercing the leaves and foliage of the forest for any sign of prey. Pebble parted her mouth, drinking in the scents.
Ebony - 15 moons - male - loner - crush: eventually Snowivy/Mintslash - tags: open
He lounged under the shade of a large oak tree, still half asleep despite the morning hour. The young black tom yawned with a wide mouth, his sharp incisors gleaming in the sun. Yet he felt no urge to hunt. At least, not yet. The hunger pangs hadn't awoken him from his gentle slumber quite yet.