ⓜⓘⓢⓣⓒⓛⓐⓝ Always accepting! (Need Med Cat, good RPer)

[Greenleaf]

Will nodded thoughtfully, and followed closely behind Dustpaw, taking in the sights of the camp. He was so absorbed in gazing around and was therefore quite startled when he came nose to nose with a black she-cat with dazzling bright eyes. He was quite surprised when Dustpaw whispered into his ear that this Cinderpaw was blind; there was definitely more to this Clan that met the eye.
When he was led inside the medicine den, he promptly held out his injured paw, wincing somewhat at the effort.
"My housefolk beat me up," he answered quietly. "I ran away when they broke my paw,"

[sprite.]

OCC:: Sure))
Riverheart - Deputy - Alone - In Camp
Riverheart nodded. "Yes but maybe we shouldn't tell him yet, I think we should see what he's like first. I could ask my sister to keep an eye on him." She said watching Moonsong and the other cats. She bent down and gave her chest a quick lick before looking back up.

Dustpaw - Apprentice - Alone - In Camp
Dustpaw stood next to Will watching Cinderpaw looking over his new friends paw. "How long do you think it would take to heal?" He asked looking first at Cinderpaw then at Moonsong. He wondered if Will would be allowed to join the clan and become an apprentice with him.

Moonsong - Medicine Cat - Alone - In Camp
Moonsong looked at Cinderpaw. "Since we're not going out anymore yes I think you can. Come on let's take you to our den and get a look at the paw." When she saw look she looked down at Cinderpaw guiltily, she would always have to have someone help her and it wasn't her fault she was blind.

[.mischief managed.]

{|She-cat|27 Moons|Warrior|No apprentice|Looks Like|Currently: Open to Interact with|}

"That may be a good idea..." She nodded at Riverheart's suggestion. "Besides, he can't go anywhere with that paw." Tigerlily looked at her deputy for assurance, then looked at Cinderpaw. "Do whatever you need to." She told her. "That includes keeping him in check." She added, more quietly. The leader then turned and tiptoed out into the clearing. She knew cats would question what had just happened, and looked to Riverheart once more. "Should I call a meeting to get it over with...?" She mewed, almost to herself.

(Okay, I posted a little section with a camp description! can't believe i never did that before....)

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OCC:: Sure))
Riverheart - Deputy - Alone - In Camp
Riverheart nodded. "Yes better you telling them than them finding out and thinking you are keeping secrets from them. That might make it worse." She said eyeing the loner out of the corner of her eye. She wondered what he would be like as an apprentice and a member of the clan.

Dustpaw - Apprentice - Alone - In Camp
Dustpaw stood next to Will watching Cinderpaw looking over his new friends paw. "How long do you think it would take to heal?" He asked looking first at Cinderpaw then at Moonsong. He wondered if Will would be allowed to join the clan and become an apprentice with him.

Moonsong - Medicine Cat - Alone - In Camp
Moonsong looked at Cinderpaw. "Since we're not going out anymore yes I think you can. Come on let's take you to our den and get a look at the paw." When she saw look she looked down at Cinderpaw guiltily, she would always have to have someone help her and it wasn't her fault she was blind.

[Greenleaf]

(I love how MistClan's camp looks! )

Will listened to the conversation between the cats, ears flicking back and forth warily. When the leader - Tigerstar was her name, yes? - murmured something about calling a meeting, he tensed. A meeting just because he had happened to wander into the camp? Or was it a final decision on whether Will was staying or leaving?
Don't be daft, one part of his mind cautioned. They couldn't possibly take you into the Clan, can they?…

[Spirit Lion]

Stormpaw

She-cat
11 Moons
Apprentice
Mentor - Bluepelt
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As he spoke Stormpaw nodded. Bluepelt was right, if it was important Tigerstar would make an announcement about what was going on. "A Clan always needs Warriors." She meowed as she looked over the what the remander of the fresh kill pile contained. Stormpaw plucked a magpie and settled down about a tail length away from Bluepelt and glanced over at the Medicine Cats' den. She saw Tigerstar coming out into the clearing and perked her ears slightly, watching what was going on. After a few heartbeats the grey apprentice returned her attention to the magpie sitting in between her paws.

[beryl]

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|Female|12 moons|Medicine cat apprentice|No Crush

"Oh, that's terrible!" She gasped, her bright green eyes wide. She dipped her head to her mentor, when she said it was okay for Cinderpaw to heal him. "Great. Come over here, and sit down, so I can see how badly it's damaged. Cinderpaw was quite surprised, that her mentor actually was letting her treat him all on her own. This was perfect! This was the time to prove that she didn't always need someone's help. Cinderpaw already knew the herbs that she needed to treat him. She would need Comfrey, Bracken, Poppy seeds, Cobwebs, a Stick and possibly dandelion leaves, in-case the pain got too intense. She figured, that she might as well get the herbs now, and she always kept a pile of sticks near the back of the den. Trotting quickly to the back, Cinderpaw one by one snagged all the Herbs she needed, and placed them aside for later. "So, I'll need you to stay still." She meowed, flicking her tail. "And, I'll have to feel it a bit, to see where the break is, because I can't see it."

ｂｌｕｅｐｅｌｔ

|Male|39 Moons|Crush on nobody
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"So," Bluepelt meowed, his voice a bit muffled, and he swallowed a bit of his mouse. "After hunting, I want to go over what you've learned first, just to make sure I'm not teaching you something you already know, and then I'll work on some new moves with you." Bluepelt was excited, because the battles between him and his apprentice were getting pretty intense now, since she reached her 11th moon of training. He knew, that this training session would be a lot of fun, but still provide an educational purpose. "And then, After training, you can pick what you want to do, if of course, there aren't any chores." He went on, digging into his mouse again. "It'l be fun today, I promise."

[.mischief managed.]

(Once again, camp description is here now ^^ Just scroll down.
CLAN MEETING BTW!)

{|She-cat|27 Moons|Leader|Apprentice: Dustpaw|Looks Like|Currently: Open to Interact with|}

The young she-cat flicked her tail in agreement with Riverheart and pattered over to the steps that lead up to her den, where she usually made regular announcements and preformed naming ceremonies. With a push of her back legs, she was perched ontop, and after giving her chest a few licks in attempt to look more calm, she let out a yowl. It rang off of the rocky territory and echoed in the camp.
"Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey gather under the Highledge for a Clan meeting!" With a shake of her fur, she sat back and waited, tail wrapped neatly around her white and orange paws.

[|| Ghost ||]

|| Name || Blackpaw {Blackstep}
|| Clan || MistClan
|| Rank || Apprentice
|| Gender || Tom
|| Age || 7 Moons

|| Personality || Blackpaw isn't like most cats. He is clever and conservative of his thoughts and actions. Whether this makes him the wiser of his peers or not, is yet to be seen. Blackpaw keeps to himself within the clan, but his distance shouldn't be mistaken for treachery. He is quite loyal to his clanmates, actually, despite his brooding attitude. Everywhere he walks, he has this stubborn scowl on his face. Blackpaw is a troubled kit who's too young to be burdened with such debilitations. He has a lot of pride and a bit of an ego; both of which tend to get in the way of his training as he tells off the other apprentices. He has a terrible temper and a lack of respect in stupidity or fault shown in anyone ill of perfection. Blackpaw likes to think himself a natural leader, but he has a lot to learn.

|| Physical Description|| The young tom has a pelt entirely made up of short, angry, black, fur. His eyes are a chilling blue-grey with fifty different shades of that grey. No matter the mood, his eyes are all-too-often infuriatingly Siberian. Blackpaw hauntingly resembles his father in many ways. Both physically and mentally. he is his father's son without knowing it.

|| History || He wasn't always this way. Blackpaw used to be relatively flambouyant and sweet. A foolish kit who stumbled everywhere he walked and made actions without thinking. He used to be that kit. Everything changed the days before he went through his initiation for apprenticeship. Blackpaw was born into MistClan, and his mother was a pretty-faced and kind Queen. She was struck with a severe case of black cough, and it was not two suns before StarClan had taken her. Blackpaw was never the same after that. He became cold and reserved; an outcast among his peers for his lack of socialization. And, along with no mother, Blackpaw's father was a loner who happened to stumble upon the clan many moons ago. Because of his 'half-blood' status, he's often teased about it. That doesn't mean he lets the bullies get away with it though.

|| Love Interest{s} || -
|| Kits || -
|| Theme Song{s} ||

-I'm not Calling you a Liar by Florence + the Machine

-Stricken by Disturbed

-Numb by Linkin Park

-Losing Your Memory by Ryan Star

[Greenleaf]

Will nodded to show he understood, before remembering that Cinderpaw couldn't see him.
"Okay," he mewed in agreement, staring in fascination at the herbs the black apprentice skillfully laid out in front of her. Medicine cats were definitely knowledgeable, if they knew such complex stuff.