AirClan Territory || Open and Accepting

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Timeskip Information: It is now Leafbare. We will start with the time of day being dawn. It is cold and snow covers the ground.

(Will edit with my characters as soon as I'm able to get on computer.)

[tūī]

((Sorry guys I'm going to be inactive for five days because I'm going on school camp! See you soon!))

[Skyhawk]

S i l v e r m i s t

Female | Warrior | 26 moons

Silvermist yawned and blinked a few times, letting her eyes adjust to the bright morning light streaming into the warrior's den. A month ago, she would've bathed in the sunlight and enjoyed the warmth on her pelt but the Leafbare sun was cold and chilling and she stood up immediately. The grey she-cat tip-toed out of the den and was hit with a harsh wind whistling through camp. With a shiver, she moved to a more secluded spot at the edge of the clearing and nestled down beside a tree trunk. Silvermist waited patiently for more cat's to rise, not sure when patrols would be set. While she waited, Silvermist groomed her fur in an attempt to brush off the wintry feeling from her fur.

Woo hoo Robincall is nearly fully healed!
R o b i n c a l l

Male | Warrior | 29 moons

Robincall had woken up a long time before Silvermist and was half-way through his morning exercises. He trod lightly, trying not to wake Bramblewhisker. Robincall's back leg was nearly healed and he couldn't wait! The last moon had been dreadful; he'd been restless, tired and grumpy. But the bright morning had brought on a new feeling. I'm almost there! Robincall reminded himself and he hobbled out of the den and over to the fresh-kill pile. It was pitiful and he felt a pang of guilt as he picked up a scrawny mouse, knowing he was taking someone else's meal. He shrugged the thought off, realising there was nothing he could do about it. Robincall had had no consent from Swifstar nor Bramblewhisker for him to go off hunting and of course in order to get better he had to eat something.


S a n d p a w

Female | Apprentice | 10 moons

Sandpaw leapt up out of her nest, eyes wide. She was shaken up from her dream and it took her a few minutes to calm herself down. As always, the memory of the dream had slipped from her mind but she'd rather not remember it anyway. The apprentice stepped out of the den, careful not to wake up Swallowpaw, who slept beside her. Rumours had soared about Swallowpaw having a crush on Sandpaw but she had brushed them away, only seeing the rumours as pointless apprentice gossip. She was utterly oblivious to the clear feelings Swallowpaw felt towards her. Instead, she had been focused on a particular warrior that filled her mind. Hawkfrost and her had grown closer over the last moon and he had grown on her.
Sandpaw sighed as she glanced around the empty camp. She had been hoping to get in some early morning training or catch a patrol. [/quote]

[Freg||FrogWithAnE]

𝕮𝖍𝖊𝖘𝖙𝖓𝖚𝖙𝖋𝖚𝖗 | tags; Open | crush: *mate* | mate: Jaysong | location; Moving | scent; Pine | accent; light australian/british

Chestnutfur woke looking around in the den for her mate, after a moment she sighed and padded out of the den, almost tripping over her paws on the way out. with a slilent, 'woosh' from her muzzle she sat in the camp, slightly shivering from the cold, as her coat wasn't very thick.

[l i o n.]

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♚‡ H A W K F R O S T.
[tom ] [22 moons] [strong, silent type] [relationship:n/a]
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☞HAWKFROST stalked back into camp from an early morning solo hunting expedition. Leafbare was always a time when food lacked, so any chance he got to counteract the horrible affects he took. The ginger tom dropped the four small mice to the side of the pile, frowning unhappily at their meager size. The young warrior made a note to take Lakepaw hunting again that afternoon, after patrols ha been carried out. Speaking of Lakepaw... The handsome tom glanced towards the apprentices' den, frowning slightly as he saw no sign of his apprentice in camp. Sandpaw sat close to the den and the burly tom walked towards her, offering the younger she-cat a smile of acknowledgment. "Is my apprentice still lazing about in her nest?" he questioned, his voice rough and gravely, green eyes narrowed in discontent.

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♚‡ C R O W P A W.
[tom ] [10 moons] [resilient soul] [relationship:n/a]
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☞CROWPAW glanced over the rim of his warm nest, his body protesting as he watched with murky green eyes as Sandpaw and Birchpaw slipped away. Not wanting to be the last one in the apprentices' den as he was far from lazy, the Maine coon rose to his dark paws, body slowly coming back to life. The tabby gave himself a quick yet respectable grooming, knowing that looking presentable was one of the first keys to confidence. Crowpaw treaded heavily out of the stuffy den, wincing slightly against the sudden gust of cold air that whipped about the camp. Groaning to himself, the young tom hurried towards the fresh-kill pile, grabbing a small piece as he eyed the dwindling supply. Perhaps Swiftstar would have him out hunting that day.

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♚‡ A S P E N C L O U D.
[ tom] [28 moons] [thoughtful observer] [relationship:n/a]
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☞ASPENCLOUD rose from his nest, body stiff and joints aching in protest at the cold gnawing away at them. Groaning softly to himself, the deputy stretched out his sore legs one at a time, taking the opportunity to allow his amber eyes to graze across the pelts still scattered about the den. The slender black tom made his way towards the exit, of the warriors' den, looking on with mild interest as Robincall made his way across the camp towards the fresh-kill pile. The young warrior was growing stronger and stronger with each passing day, the hope being that he would soon return to his duties. The lithe cat caught sight on Birchpaw and Silvermist across camp, Sandpaw just beside the apprentices' den, Chestnutfur emerging behind him, and Hawkfrost just returning to camp with a few scraps of prey. It was time to organize a patrol.

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♚‡ B I R C H P A W.
[she-cat] [11 moons] [delicate flower] [relationship:n/a]
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☞BIRCHPAW emerged from the apprentices' den, thankful yet again for possessing a thick pelt. As leafbare closed in around the camp, the young she-cat put her long fur to good use. Now, she stared out across the center of camp, making light note of the gathering snow drifts scattered about. Silvermist caught her eye and the she-cat smiled slightly, making her way carefully through the white powder. The apprentice reached her mentor's side, lowering onto her haunches beside the older she-cat, allowing their pelts to mingle comfortably for a bit of extra warmth. "What's on today's agenda?" she mused curiously, looking up at the gray cat with curiosity in her blue eyes.

[Skyhawk]

S i l v e r m i s t

Female | Warrior | 26 moons

Silvermist looked up as Birchpaw spoke, noticing how much more mature she sounded. "Well," she paused, thinking, "Your warrior ceremony seems to be right around the corner. Is there anything you want to practise?" The grey warrior questioned, curiously. Silvermist had been thinking about Birchpaw's assessment but hadn't found the time to talk to Swiftstar. She decided to wait a while, for the clan to fully wake up, and then go to see the leader.


R o b i n c a l l

Male | Warrior | 29 moons

As Robincall looked down at his nest in the medicine cat den, he knew he couldn't spend another day laying around, dozing in and out of sleep. He pulled himself across the floor of the den, heading towards the exit. Once outside, he trudged, agonisingly slowly, in the direction of the apprentice's den. Robincall popped his head in, looking around for Silverpaw. He was hoping to talk to her and see how her training was going.


S a n d p a w

Female | Apprentice | 10 moons

Sandpaw noticed Hawkfrost as he entered camp and wander over to the apprentice den. "I think so!" She chuckled, drawing a sandy paw over her face. Her green eyes sparkled with mischief. Sandpaw thought of her own mentor, Goldenmist and guessed she would most likely be in the warrior's den. Although the ginger apprentice was the most patient cat, she knew better than to go traipsing around near the older warriors.
Sandpaw turned back to Hawkfrost, "Much prey out there?" she asked, concerned about the lack of food. Leafbare had only just begun.

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- Swiftstar -
She-Cat - 61 Moons - Location: Camp - Tags; Crowpaw
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Swiftstar was finding it harder and harder to wake up during the colder days. She kept her eyes closed for a couple moments, silently wishing it was still dark outside and that she could sleep longer. As her eyes slowly blinked open, reality ran over her. A heavy sigh escaped her mouth as she forced herself to sit up. Knowing Crowpaw, the tom was probably already awake and ready to have something to do. With small steps, she padded out of the den, bracing herself for the chilly air. Just as she expected, Crowpaw was up stirring about. The she-cat made her way towards the apprentice. "Good morning, Crowpaw. How are you handling this cold weather?" A warm grin rested on her muzzle.

- Jaysong -
Tom - Warrior - 28 Moons - Location: Camp - Tags; Chestnutfur
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Jaysong's eyes shot open. He began to panic, realizing he had overslept. Bolting up out of his nest, the tom quickly made his way out of the den. It didn't take long for his eyes to catch the sight of Chestnutfur. Racing over towards her, he sat close. "It sure is cold this morning, isn't it?" The tom sighed. It was only early leafbare and the weather had already gotten this cold? The clan would surely be in for a harsh season.

- Graymist -
She-Cat - Warrior - 26 Moons - Location: Camp - Tags; Aspencloud
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Graymist curled up tightly inside her nest. Her thick coat was surely helpful during times like these, however, she was still cold. Opening her eyes, she noted multiple empty nests around her. The she-cat knew leafbare wasn't the time to sleep in and be lazy. Rising to her paws, she quickly made her way out of the den. Her eyes searched the clearing for Aspencloud. Surely he would be preparing to organize a couple patrols. Trotting over to the tom, she continued to march in place. "I'm willing to go on a patrol this morning if needed." The she-cat learned that keeping herself moving would help keep her body a little more warmed up than if she was just sitting around.

- Silverpaw -
She-Cat - Warrior - 7 Moons - Location: Camp - Tags; Robincall
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Silverpaw woke up fairly easily. Unlike most cats, the apprentice really enjoyed leafbare. She didn't like how cold it got or how low the fresh-kill pile stayed, but she did, however, love the snow. Just as she was sitting up, her eyes caught sight of Robincall. "Good morning, Robincall!" The she-cat called out to her mentor, not worried about waking up the other apprentices. She began to pad out of her nest and closer to where the tom was.

[Freg||FrogWithAnE]

𝕮𝖍𝖊𝖘𝖙𝖓𝖚𝖙𝖋𝖚𝖗 | tags; Open | crush: *mate* | mate: Jaysong | location; Moving | scent; Pine | accent; light australian/british

Chestnutfur smiled still shivering but a little less now, "Yes, cold indeed." she meowed feeling the warmth radiating from him an even more grateful of his arrival. She blinked as a snowflake landed on her muzzle and brought her tail up to swish it off, with a chuckle.

[l i o n.]

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♚‡ H A W K F R O S T.
[tom ] [22 moons] [strong, silent type] [relationship:n/a]
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☞HAWKFROST grumbled softly, rolling his brilliant green eyes as Sandpaw only confirmed his apprentice's lack of motivation. The tom couldn't help but glance jealously at Swiftstar and her apprentice, or even Silvermist and hers. "Why can't she just be up on time for once?" he grumbled, glaring into the gloomy depths of the den as if that would stir Lakepaw. "It looks like Goldenmist hasn't risen either though. Perhaps once the two of them decide to get up and be productive, we could all train together." he offered, finding that to be one of the friendliest things he could muster. As the young she-cat brought up prey, the young warrior frowned slightly and shook his head. "Not too good. I was up all morning and only managed about four mice. I think it's going to be a pretty harsh leafbare." he admitted with a heavy sigh.

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♚‡ C R O W P A W.
[tom ] [10 moons] [resilient soul] [relationship:n/a]
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☞CROWPAW looked up from his mouse as Swiftstar drew near, her scent reaching him before her voice did. Ever the chipper cat, the young tom turned to face mentor with warm eyes and a bright smile. "Good morning to you too Swiftstar!" he greeted cheerily, forgetting about his meal almost instantly. "I think I'll manage. Obviously it isn't as nice as newleaf or greenleaf, but I've got a pretty thick pelt." he nodded, not wanting to give her any reason to worry unnecessarily. "And how about you?" he countered, knowing it was always polite to reciprocate.

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♚‡ A S P E N C L O U D.
[ tom] [28 moons] [thoughtful observer] [relationship:n/a]
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☞ASPENCLOUD watched Graymist with keen amber eyes as she moved from the warriors' den out into camp. A soft smile graced his muzzle as the she-cat made a sharp line straight for him at a brisk pace. Rising to his black and white paws, the tom dipped his head in greeting, his breath puffing out in small gusts. "Well I see someone is ready to go." he chuckled, noting her eagerness and lack of greeting. "I'll send out one for border and one for hunting. Do you have a preference?" he mused, wanting to offer her a choice. Noting her prancing, the deputy moved closer to his friend, offering to share some of his body heat with her as their pelts mixed.

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♚‡ B I R C H P A W.
[she-cat] [11 moons] [delicate flower] [relationship:n/a]
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☞BIRCHPAW felt a purr start rumbling away in her chest as Silvermist reminded her of her ever impending warrior ceremony, where she would finally receive her full name. Giddiness was beginning to set in her paws, her blue eyes gleaming with pride. "I can never have enough training. Perhaps we could try and restock the fresh-kill pile a bit as it's looking rather bedraggled. Or we could go out training with another warrior and apprentice?" she offered, a hint of excitement lacing her soft voice.

[Skyhawk]

Silvermist

Female | Warrior | 26 moons

Silvermist smiled at Birchpaw's enthusiasm, she would be a vital asset to the clan when she turned a warrior. Silvermist spotted Swiftstar, talking to Crowpaw and the idea of passing on notes about Birchpaw's training flashed in her mind but she knew the leader was busy now and she could catch her later. "Well we certainly need more prey!" The silver she-cat replied, stretching and standing up. After giving her shoulder a quick lick, Silvermist headed out of camp, jogging to warm herself up. She glanced behind to check Birchpaw was coming.


Robincall

Male | Warrior | 29 moons

Robincall smiled as Silverpaw appeared, calling a greeting. "Morning!" Robincall's tail twitched from side to side. "How's the training going?" He asked and let out a huge yawn. He stretched his strong fore-paw's, the powerful muscles, which had strengthened due to his exercises, rippled under his mottled coat. Robincall assumed that Aspencloud had taken over as Silverpaw's mentor and was glad she was in good, capable paws.


Sandpaw

Female | Apprentice | 10 moons

Sandpaw grinned, "Sounds great!" She couldn't wait to not only spend more time with Hawkfrost but also her own mentor. Sandpaw and Goldenmist hadn't trained in ages and the thought of them bonding made her even more eager to get outside. As soon as she heard about the shortage of prey, her smile faltered. Sandpaw thought back to last Leafbare and remembered the huge about of snow and frequent blizzards. She reminded herself that the clan had survived through many harsh seasons and unforgiving moons and that they would survive this one. Although the ginger apprentice had faith in her clanmates she couldn't ignore that nagging feeling of uncertainty. "Hopefully we'll catch some more.." she murmured half-heartedly.