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[fallen.galaxy]

also, i was just typing up a reply to Kaishine when i glanced at the front page and noticed that i now have an apprentice! i am so sorry for not even saying hello or interacting with Rainpaw in the slightest. anyways, have a bit of a late welcome to this roleplay, and if you want, Poppyfrost can show Rainpaw around the den when she finishes with Mossnose.

That would be great, sorry for the really late reply x3))

[a s h e s.]

dawnclan ● leader ● she-cat ● mate of fallenheart ● mentor to wolfpaw
Larkstar padded across the camp as the sun started to set. She gazed at the cats milling about,
glad that things seemed peaceful for now. She glanced over when she saw a dark shape nearby.
She recognized the familiar dark pelt as Crookedpaw. Walking over, she smiled at the feisty
young apprentice. "Hello Crookedpaw, how are you doing?" The young leader often worried about
the loner-like she-cat. Crookedpaw kept her emotions to herself a lot, and Larkstar knew it must
be difficult to keep things inside. She wished the little she-cat would make a few friends. Volepaw
was usually lonely, and Larkstar always hoped the two would become good friends.

dawnclan ● apprentice ● tom ● no crush ● mentor is nightfrost
Volepaw sighed. He was supposed to go hunting that morning but couldn't.
Then he fell asleep by the river and missed the afternoon patrol. Now he
had finally made plans to go hunting with his mentor, Nightfrost, and Fawnleap.
A small group, but at least Volepaw would get to do something productive.
So the tom sat in the clearing, watching other cats come and go as he waited
and waited for the two warriors to be ready.

dawnclan ● apprentice ● she-cat ● likes ebonypaw ● mentor is fallenheart
Ivypaw had returned from walking with Ebonypaw, and was starving.
The sun would be going down soon, and then she would be on the
midnight patrol. Not fun. Normally dawnclan only patrolled twice a day,
but since the murders started there were patrols at night, too. Ivypaw
was more nocturnal anyway, so she didn't mind too much, but she had
also done dawn patrol that morning. She was tired. Trotting over to the
fresh kill pile, she plucked a finch from the top and began to eat. She
devoured the bird in swift and small bites,
trying to keep her white paws neat.

duskclan ● deputy ● tom ● likes morningsound ● mentor to mousepaw
Stormcloud yawned widely. He'd been on his paws all day, which was sadly normal for him.
Training his apprentice, hunting, patrolling, and then doing it all over again. Not to mention
anytime his leader needed help. Stormcloud loved being a deputy, but his legs were starting
to ache from being up and about all the time. He knew it was his turn to watch the camp
entrance through the night, and the thought made his eyes heavy. He went to rest in the den
so he would have energy to guard the camp. He fell asleep as soon as his eyes closed, and his
dreams were chaotic.
He was running across the Duskclan fields, hot breath behind him. He was being chased
by a dog! He breathed quickly, his eyes huge with panic. Just then he slipped, rolling in a
heap of limbs as his pursuer closed in. The dog's gleaming red eyes were fierce, his fangs
dripping with saliva. The muzzle came closer, jaws opening for the kill...
Stormcloud woke with a gasp, jumping to his paws. Trying to calm down, he licked his chest
fur and tried to breathe normally. Not exactly the restful nap he had hoped for.

[•Lupa•]

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The chocolate hued femorra let her voids narrow, the sight of Ivypaw with Ebonypaw made her sick. She let a husky growl rumble in her larynx, and travel up out of her muzzle. She felt anger flare up in her stomach, which made her ready to snap..Her pelt bristled, and almost appeared to be alive, all Crookedpaw felt was frustration, and couldn't understand why no one could like her, or love her. Lifting her mass with her appendages, she slowly stalked over to Ivypaw. Opening hew maw, the words came out like venom, " You know what I hate Ivypaw? Cats with soft lives.. Everything has been handed to you, your parents alive. You never had to feel the pain of losing everything you loved in a days time. Even Ebonypaw was easy prey for you. Your always drooling over him, so please wipe it up. Your practically mates, you know they start younger every year.". she said in a mocking tone, a glimmer of amusement lighting her narrowed voids.

[a s h e s.]

dawnclan ● apprentice ● she-cat ● likes ebonypaw ● mentor is fallenheart
Ivypaw looked up as Crookedpaw approached, looking murderous. Ivypaw rose as well, her pelt already bristling. Ivypaw was pretty much only nice to her friends, and ignored everyone else. But her temper was shorter than a rat's tail, and her eyes narrowed as she took in Crookedpaw's expression. When the she-cat spoke, Ivypaw felt her tail lashing and her claws unsheathe. "You think everything is handed to me? My life is so easy?" She snarled, stepping closer. "My mother hated me from the second I was born, my father can't even walk, and they're both getting older and weaker every day! Ebonypaw is my only friend, I've known him since we were kits. Of course I'm with him all the time, his mother just died, and she was more like my mother than my actual parent. One of my friends died the next day, and both were killed by some cat in our clan! You think everything is just handed to me? Well maybe you should actually do something about Ebonypaw instead of calling me names like some jealous little kit!" Her words came out in a viscous hiss, her green eyes blazing as she spat at the younger apprentice. Some warriors had looked up and started to come over, but they were all too surprised to say anything.

ooc; well that escalated quickly XD

[•Lupa•]

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----➺ Female
----➺ 8 moons
----➺ Cold, ready to snap
----➺ Crushing on Ebonypaw
----➺ Tagged--- Ivypaw
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She didn't really listen to the ignorant vixens babbling, instead she let a deep yawn erupt from her maw. She was already bored with her talk, to make her feel any form of pity. It was all little things,things that could be fixed. " At least your parents are still alive, both mine are dead a long with my sister. Being disabled, I know every bit of it . I can't walk the same with my paw, or balance with my tail. No friends either, so next time you try and feel sorry for your self, I'm sure Ebonypaw will listen to your little problems.". Her twin pools were filled with pure disgust, how dare she try and feel sorry for herself when her problems were NOTHING

[a s h e s.]

dawnclan ● apprentice ● she-cat ● likes ebonypaw ● mentor is fallenheart
Ivypaw snarled, sitting down. "LIsten you piece of fox dung. Did it ever occur to you that you might have friends if you didn't act so mean to everybody? I'm sorry your sister is dead, mine is too. Sorry about your parents, but you will never be happy if you just look at the bad things. So don't yell at me, when you could be talking nicely and actually getting to know cats. If you don't have anything pleasant to say, just keep quiet." Ignoring the she-cat's yawn, Ivypaw rose and turned away, her tail flicking. Normally she would have clawed Crookedpaw's ears off, but she was just so worn out. All the death and sadness, plus the nightmares she kept having. She didn't need some prissy younger apprentice to tell her how crappy things were. Ivypaw looked toward the elder's den, where her mother stayed. She sighed, her shoulders drooping and tail dragging in the dirt. Padding inside, she saw her mother curled up in the corner as always. All alone, her eyes distant and fur thin from lack of sunlight. "Hello, Sparrowsong." She said sadly. No reaction, of course not. Ivypaw sat beside her mother, who was more an empty shell than anything. She licked her mother's soft white fur, grooming her carefully. As she did this she told Sparrowsong about everything that was happening, all of her worries. She mentioned Crookedpaw, and how the she-cat despised Ivypaw just because they both liked Ebonypaw. Throughout the whole speech, Sparrowsong said nothing, just watched her paws. Ivypaw found her voice getting thick with sadness. She had only heard her mother's voice once, when she was a kit, and Sparrowsong told her to go away and leave her alone. Ivypaw looked at her mother's eyes, the same green as hers, and turned away. She left the den and shuffled back into the clearing, sitting in the shadows and trying not to think.

[park.]

ooc; repost?! Sorry! been gone :c

[a s h e s.]

dawnclan ● apprentice ● tom ● no crush ● mentor is nightfrost
Volepaw sighed. He was supposed to go hunting that morning but couldn't.
Then he fell asleep by the river and missed the afternoon patrol. Now he
had finally made plans to go hunting with his mentor, Nightfrost, and Fawnleap.
A small group, but at least Volepaw would get to do something productive.
So the tom sat in the clearing, watching other cats come and go as he waited
and waited for the two warriors to be ready.

[•Lupa•]

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----➺ Female
----➺ 8 moons
----➺ Cold, ready to snap
----➺ Crushing on Ebonypaw
----➺ Tagged--- Volepaw
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Her maw saw crooked, in a little bit of a large smirk. she shook her cranium, knowing the vixen was a complete idiot. Her bitter attitude was her personality, and she knew inside it was a shame no one could see it.. With a slight pang of sadness, she padded quickly over to Volepaw, seeing he was sitting alone. Volepaw was a cat she could manage, because he sure wasn't as stupid or annoying as the others " Your the only cat that doesn't make me want to skin them". She said with slightly joking tone that lay behind her bitter meow. She would flick her tassel in annoyance but she was too self conscious of her abnormality to even attempt it.

[a s h e s.]

dawnclan ● apprentice ● tom ● no crush ● mentor is nightfrost
Volepaw looked up as pawsteps sounded behind him. "Hello, Crookedpaw." He said politely. The tom knew Crookedpaw fairly well- he was only a moon older, so they had trained together a bit in the early days of apprenticeship. He knew how she felt about being alone, since his parents were gone and his sister was in another clan. At her comment he purred. "I know that feeling. For example, my mentor is taking forever when we were supposed to be hunting with Fawnleap." Volepaw flinched, realizing Nightfrost could hear him if he wasn't careful. Last time he made a comment about Nightfrost, the fierce tom made him catch ten pieces of prey with no stopping to rest. Not to mention the yelling. Volepaw sighed, wishing he weren't so afraid of his own mentor. Then again, Volepaw had enough to worry about, considering his almost-mate had been murdered. He was alone, friendless. Then he had an idea. "Hey Crookedpaw, maybe you could go hunting with us? When the other two show up that is." He knew the she-cat was probably lonelier than he was, or at least equally. She could use a friend, too.