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AlbatrossPaw (Dawn)
Nonbinary | 12 moons | Wound Healer Apprentice | Pansexual | Crush: Open | HawkStream | #__
AlbatrossPaw was already up during the early hours of the morning, sitting right inside the den, enjoying the sounds of the harsh rain outside. The sound of the rain was soothing and calming to them, one of the few sounds they truly enjoyed, because they could actually hear it. It may be faint, but it was soft and kind, like the fuzz of a mother's tail curling around their kit. They had already gone over their herbs this morning, so now they were relaxing, their fur fluffed up to keep them warm from the cold rain, though they didn't mind the cold so much as the others hated it.

TealSky
Tom | 28 moons | Warrior | Pansexual | Crush: Open | PheasantPaw | #DoveTail
TealSky laughed, muffling his amused sounds with his paws and the moss of his bedding as he laid his head back down. He rolled as he stretched, getting bits of moss stuck to his white, grey, and black pelt. "I'm surprised I'm allowed to have an apprentice, honestly. Not saying I don't like having one, but I swear I don't do half as good as the other warriors do. They practically teach my apprentice's without my help." He laughed, but some of his insecurities started to poke through, with a flat tone and a quiver of his blue eyes.

ShrikePaw (Fall)
Non-Binary | 10 moons | Apprentice | Pansexual | Crush: Open | FinchFeather | #PigeonPounce, ChickadeePaw
ShrikePaw's ears flattened when their fur started getting soaked from the rain. It was odd, like they'd swimming and fishing, but any time they'd get wet involuntarily it was like the whole world was crashing down. Their fur was already short and flat to begin with, but with all the extra water clinging to it, their fur hugs their muscles and bones, making them look akin to a walking skeleton. "Sounds fine," they meowed as ChickadeePaw went back into the den to harass another apprentice into coming with her.

KiteKit (Fire)
Tom | 4 moons | Kit | Homoflexible | Crush: Open | x | #CardinalBlaze, siblings, EagleStorm
KiteKit watched silently as PuffinLeaf left the den, leaving him with his mother, siblings, and EagleStorm. He looked to StarlingKit and dipped his head in thanks. "Thank you, StarlingKit," he mumbled, still giving FalconKit a side eye as he was afraid she'd speak up and start berating him again.

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Kit | 4 moons | Female
Location; Nursery
Tags; Kitekit, Falconkit,
Cardinalblaze, Puffinleaf,
Eaglestorm


xxxxx The arrival of Eaglestorm, one of Starlingkit's favorite cats in the Clan, and then Puffinleaf, the Clan's plague healer, distracted her from her hunger momentarily. "Eaglestorm!" Starlingkit mewed brightly, standing up to touch noses with the large tabby in greeting. He was one of the few cats who regularly spent time with the kits, and one of the even fewer who gave the time to tell them stories. While Kitekit nervously answered Puffinleaf's questions, Starlingkit had eyes and ears on Eaglestorm.
xxxxx"Has anything exciting happened lately?" She asked him, tail swishing behind her in anticipation.
Before he could reply, however, Starlingkit caught Falconkit's cold joke to Kitekit and swerved around to glare at her sister. "Hey!
Be nice!" She squeaked in defense of her brother, batting lightly at Falconkit's ear, in spite of how well that action would go over with Cardinalblaze. Surely her sister must know how sensitive their littermate was? And he was already nervous talking to Puffinleaf. Embarrassment struck Starlingkit as her stomach growled again, reminding her of how hungry she was. She shrunk down in the nest. In front of Eaglestorm and Puffinleaf! She turned over in her mind, her face beginning to feel hot and her whiskers twitching in annoyance.

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Warrior | 39 moons | Male
Pansexual | No crush
Location; Rocks w/ patrol
Tags; Anhingaheart, Heronpaw, Larksong,
Nightingalesong


xxxxxOspreycloud was a bit surprised by Nightingalesong's greeting, both due to being deep in his swirling thoughts, and because he never really thought the blue-eyed she-cat took notice of him. Of course, they shared a similar background; both cats had unknown fathers from outside of the Clan, which resulted in a bit of bullying and distrust from full-clanners, and while each warrior knew of the other's shared history, they never discussed it or even talked much in general. Nonetheless, Ospreycloud didn't dislike Nightingalesong, and rather admired her for her confidence,
especially given that unlike him, she didn't have her mother growing up either, and had practically no adult cats close to her for support. She found herself, by herself. Ospreycloud was sure that if he were in her paws, he wouldn't have turned out as well as she did. He was practically glued to his mother as a kit, and grew up to be just like her, adopting her kind and helpful personality.
Had he not had Ravenflower to lean on, he wasn't sure exactly what kind of cat he would have turned into.
xxxxx"I'm doing just fine," The ginger-and-white warrior replied with a slightly forced smile, though with his troubles surrounding his relationship with Heronpaw still biting at him like a hungry fox, that statement wasn't entirely the truth. He only hoped the brown-and-white she-cat wouldn't catch on to his lie. "How about yourself?" He asked as he took off in even stride with the patrol, following just behind Anhingaheart while the cats rounded patches of thick undergrowth in the small forested region of their territory. Ospreycloud was relieved that most of their journey would take place beneath the sheltering canopy of the trees, which filtered out the worst of the downpour, but he surprisingly wasn't worried at all about breaking free of the cover on their way to the rocky outcrop the deputy was taking them towards. He glanced over at Heronpaw, wondering what the young gray tom was thinking, but he knew better than to inquire. Heronpaw would surely bite his head off or flat out ignore him. He sighed. Deciding to focus more on the task at hand, Ospreycloud parted his jaws in hope of catching prey-scent over the musty smell of the rain and wet leaves under-paw.

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Elder | 144 moons | Female
Location; Elder's Den
Tags; Owlstream


xxxxxWarblerstripe flicked an ear at the mention of poppy seeds. I don't think I want to go to sleep again so soon after waking up. She shook her head. "Just the daisy leaves will do,
they aren't all that bad right this second," The tortoiseshell meowed after some thought. "And no need for the bedding, the apprentices just brought fresh moss a few sunrises ago. I meant to reward them today with a funny story of when Skuastar was an apprentice, but I suppose they'll have to wait until a day they could hear me over the rain." She chuckled, light amber gaze full of reminiscence. Though the storm promised all-day ache, Warblerstripe still found the sound of it to be quite soothing. She shifted her position again, this time with her belly down and her paws tucked neatly under her chest, and let her eyes fall to calm slits while her pointed ears drank in the thrum of the raindrops. For once, she was thankful not to have the responsibilities of a warrior on her shoulders- something one might never hear Warblerstripe admit. She was able to simply relax in the comfort and dryness of her den, enjoy the steady drumming of a thunderstorm, and not have to worry about how long it was going to take her to dry her long, thick coat. It was certainly a chore when she was required to get her fur soaked.

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Goosenose
male~30 moons~Warrior~Tags: Patrol
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Goosenose perked his ears at the call of his name. A broad smile formed on his muzzle and he practically jumped to his paws. “Of course!” He purred “I’d love to tag along!” He padded up to the group of cats, eyes bright with the excitement of a kit leaving camp for the first time.

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Swanpaw
female~10 moons~Apprentice~Tags: Heronpaw (mentioned)
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Swanpaw trotted out from the dark apprentice's den. She shook out her white pelt, freeing it from the dust and moss scraps of her nest. She looked around, searching for her crush, Heronpaw. She sighed longingly. She wanted him by her side more than anything else. But, they rarely talked. Perhaps, hopefully, that would change soon. Shrugging, she walked around the camp, trying to pick him out from the crowd.

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Thrushpaw
male~10 moons~Apprentice~Tags: Open
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Owlstream
female~136 moons~Elder~Tags: Puffinleaf, Warblerstripe
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Owlstream nodded her head in agreement with Warblerstripe. “Yes, daisy leaves will be enough. And as for bedding, I’m fine as well.” She meowed. “The apprentices these days are getting better and better at drying out moss, even if it is just a little bit.” The elder purred. She remembered when she was young, most of the apprentices wanted to get moss as fast as they could to go out training after, meaning that the majority of the nests were ridden with small droplets and tiny scraps of leaf. Smiling at the memory, her attention turned to her denmate. “Oh, I want to hear that story.” She purred eagerly “Make sure I’m awake to hear it!”

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Rowan
male~30 moons~Rogue~Tags: Open
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Rowan stalked through the tall grass that filled the clearing. The tom's ginger pelt stood out like fire in the forest but he didn't mind. Any threatening loner knew that this was his area. No cat would ever dare enter unless they wanted to lose an eye. He climbed up the trunk of a leafless oak tree. Hooking and unhooking his claws, he scaled the rough bark. Eventually, he reached the hole in the side of the tree that made his den. Crawling through the opening, he settled down in the moss, bright orange tail dangling out.

[rose626]

Puffinleaf

Rank: Plague healer
Age: 42 Moons
Gender: She-cat
Apprentice: Ternpaw
Crush: N/A
Mate: N/A
Tags: Owlstream, Warblerstripe

"I may have to pop by to listen to the story as well." She purred out before leaving the warm den to brave the rain and wind. Thankfully her den wasn't far from the elder's den. She gazed longingly at her nest before turning away with a sigh. Once she finished up she could return and groom all the water out of her pelt but only then, she convinced herself before heading to the store to find the daisy leaves to bring to the elders.

Dovetail

Rank: Warrior
Age: 37 Moons
Gender: Tom
Apprentice: Thrushpaw
Crush: Open
Mate: Wanted
Tags: Tealsky

"I'm sure you're a great mentor. If anything, then I know you're definitely better than my own mentor." Dovetail reassured, in attempt to cheer Tealsky up. "Though I have to say, even the most experienced mentors honestly have no idea what they're doing half the time especially since every apprentice is different." He added, in all seriousness.

Crowsplash

Rank: Warrior
Age: 26 Moons
Gender: Tom
Apprentice: N/A
Crush: N/A
Mate: N/A
Tags: Canaryheart, Ravenheart,
Kestrelflight, Goosenose

He looked up in surprise when heard his name being called before spotting Canaryheart, Ravenheart, and Kestrelflight sitting together and ready for a patrol. He blinked a couple times more in confusion before padding over to them and nodding. "Sure. I don't mind." He replied quietly after standing near them. Even after all his time in the clan, it was still hard to get used to being around other cats sometimes and even more surprising when they wanted him to join in activities such as hunting or border patrol. He knew it was the reason he had never been given an apprentice and was actually glad. He wasn't sure how he would be able to teach an energetic ball of fur when he could barely talk to his clan mates without putting his paw in his mouth. "When do we leave?"

Chickadeepaw

Rank: Apprentice
Age: 10 Moons
Gender: She-cat
Mentor: Pigeonpounce
Crush: Open
Mate: N/A
Tags: Shrikepaw,
Thrushpaw

"Combat training!" She purred in excitement. "Pigeonpounce is talking to Finchfeather now." Chickadeepaw as her tail swished in anticipation. Looking around the den she spotted Thrushpaw asleep and debated waking him up or not, It would mean that they would probably have to wake up Dovetail as well. Oh well. "Hey Thrushpaw, wanna see if you can come train with us?" She asked, going over and pawing the other apprentice awake.

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Ravenheart

lithe black she-cat with yellow eyes | she-cat | 24 moons | warrior | homosexual ; crush:. open | secretive, observant, fierce |
tags:. Ternpaw, Canaryheart, Goosenose, Crowsplash, Kestrelflight

Ravenheart's stomach rumbled, and she nodded. "Yes, that's a good idea." She gathered up her pile into a bundle, and grabbed it with her jaw, careful not to bite down. The black she-cat looked to Ternpaw, then headed in the direction of camp. This time she took the lead, making sure to go slow enough for the apprentice behind her to keep up. Ravenheart attempted to scent the air, but could smell nothing over the herbs in her mouth. She held back a growl of frustration and continued walking, keeping her eyes peeled and her ears perked. I hate not knowing who or what's around. Back in camp, Ravenheart deposited her collected herbs in the plague healer's den, then headed over to Canaryheart, whose patrol hadn't yet left. "Sure, I don't mind coming along." The lithe black she-cat nodded to Goosenose and Crowsplash, then turned her attention back to Canaryheart.

Kestrelflight

brown tabby tom with green eyes | tom | 19 moons | warrior | bisexual ; crush:. open | friendly, loyal, bold |
tags:. Canaryheart, Goosenose, Crowsplash, Ravenheart

Kestrelflight shook his head. "Whether I mind or not doesn't matter. I've been ordered to come along." He smiled wryly. "Serves me right for being a scaredy-mouse of the rain and mud." The brown tabby nodded to Ravenheart as she stepped beside him, then to Crowsplash and Goosenose as the other warriors approached them as well. He glanced up at the dark sky and narrowed his eyes against the rain. Why couldn't I be born into a more sunny Clan?

Dipperfang

mostly white calico she-cat with yellow eyes | 41 moons | exile | asexual - crush:. n/a | indifferent, harsh, spiteful |
tags:. Rowan; mentioned

Dipperfang scented the air, but could barely scent anything over the wind and rain. She shook her head in frustration and began simply walking, hoping to scent prey eventually. The calico she-cat came across a clearing, which she would have to cross unless she wanted to go the long way around. But she knew that a territorial tom lived there. Rowan, I think his name is. I'm sure I could take him on and win, but right now I really just want to eat. Dipperfang hesitated on the edge of the clearing, trying to make a decision.

[Comocat116]

Mint | Rank: Loner | Gender: Female | Tags: Clover, Lily (Mentioned) | Location: Cliff face | Character sheet: PG 9

Mint debated on whether to scale the cliff or catch some fish. Her growling belly answered for her, so she turned towards an inlet behind two rocks where smaller fish often got stuck. She watched the small pool carefully until she could make out the bodies of five fish. She dipped her foreleg gently into the still water, waited until two fish were close enough and snapped out her claws. Pulling them onto the rock next to her she killed them quickly. No tuna 'Darn' but two trout. She knew her brother liked those. Remembering the stranger she caught another fish, tuna. 'Mine, the stranger can have the other trout.'

Clover | Rank: Loner | Gender: Male | Tags: Mint, Lily | Location: Cliff side | Character sheet: PG 9

Clover let out a relieved sigh 'I'm glad she's not angry'. Sitting down he said "She'll be up soon, though she might catch some fish first. This has been her favorite jumping cliff ever since she found a little nook that fish get caught in."

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⧫ Eaglestorm ⧫ 43 moons ⧫ Tom ⧫ Heterosexual ⧫ Warrior ⧫
❋ Camp ❋
✻ Cardinalblaze ✻ Puffinleaf ✻ Kitekit ✻ Starlingkit ✻ Falconkit ✻

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The massive tabby tom purred strongly at Starlingkit's energetic 'hello', dipping his head so he was low enough for her to greet him properly. "Starlingkit!" He responded, attempting to mimic her cheerful tone, though the idea of his rumbling voice reaching her almost-squeaky high pitches was laughable. He decided to wait to answer her question, seeing as she soon became distracted by her siblings. He nodded his goodbye to the plague healer as she padded from the den, glancing at Cardinalblaze when she mentioned the hunger. "No hunting patrols have returned yet." He said, padding closer now that his fur had dried a bit and there was room. He decided not to interfere with the kits squabbling for now- he was confident that Starlingkit and Falconkit could handle each other. They were both going to be excellent fighters when they grew up, just like their parents. Kitekit was less forward than his sisters, but Eaglestorm had no doubt that he would grow into himself. Besides, those two she-kits needed someone to keep their heads straight. "There's a mouse or two from yesterday, but I'm sure they're soaked by now. Would you like me to go out and catch something quickly?" He was by no means a strong hunter, but he hoped that in the rain, any prey that dared to creep out of their nests might not hear his pawsteps. Still, he wasn't sure if he would be able to catch something before the Anhingaheart's patrol returned.

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⧫ Sparrowleap ⧫ 36 moons ⧫ She-cat ⧫ Bisexual ⧫ Warrior ⧫
❋ Cliffs ❋
✻ Serintail ✻

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Sparrowleap leaped across the crack to land lightly on the other side as the tabby tom spoke, taking advantage of her new angle to study his creation further. She figured it would work, although, he might end up with his prey a bit squished. She looked up at him as he finished speaking, eyes bright and attentive. "Does no one else know?" She questioned incredulously, a purr rising in her throat at his almost bashful behavior. She flicked her tail with delighted amusement, which probably looked quite odd, given there was no reason beyond her own thoughts for her to do so. Still, she didn't really care, and- in fact- rather hoped he'd find her a bit odd. She had decided quite a while ago that there was no worse a fate than being usual. The very thought of the word nearly made her shudder.

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⧫ Larksong ⧫ 34 moons ⧫ She-cat ⧫ Heteroflexible ⧫ Warrior ⧫
❋ Warrior's Den ❋
✻ Nightingalesong ✻ Ospreycloud ✻ Anhingaheart ✻ Heronpaw ✻

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The pale calico blinked appreciatively at the ginger and white tom's greeting, grateful for the hint of cheer on a dreary day. Not that the rain made it dreary, at least for her, but it undoubtably affected the moods of many of her clanmates, and it seemed quite somber in camp today. Not bothering to settle herself down, as she could see Anhingaheart was preparing to leave, she instead merely stood silently by Ospreycloud, acknowledging the two apprentices with a small smile, but mostly focusing on the coolness of the rain. She remained silent as they began to move, though, this was mostly because Nightingalesong had joined them, and she had always been a bit wary of the she-cat, ever since they were kits. She found that she felt that way nearly consistently about cats like Nightingalesong and Heronpaw.
We can't hear or scent anything, really, and the smaller prey will be able to feel our pawsteps, even if they can't hear them. She pondered as she began to gain awareness of Anhingaheart's struggle to find a suitable hunting ground.
"Perhaps we'd have better luck on the flatlands." She murmured at a barely-audible decibel, padding forward so Anhingaheart could hear her. "We don't need our ears to see rabbits." She added with a small, hesitant smile, hoping the deputy didn't think she was stepping on her paws. Honestly, she wasn't too enthused about the idea, despite having suggested it, simply because she kind of sucked at hunting rabbits. Still, pretty much all forest prey was small enough to sense their large patrol trudging about, and she was quite sure that most of the patrol was faster than her anyway, so hopefully some of them would be successful.

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⧫ Flickerpaw ⧫ 11 moons ⧫ Tom ⧫ Bisexual ⧫ Teller Apprentice ⧫
❋ Teller's Den ❋
✻ Skuastar ✻ Quetzalcrest ✻

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The young tom watched the exchange closely, tilting his head in curiosity at his mentor's uncharacteristic pause. He was usually so well-spoken. The silver tabby filed it into the back of his mind for later inspection, returning his focus to the two elder cats.
As for the leader's worry, Flickerpaw was skeptical. There could be plenty of meanings to such a prophecy- fledglings could mean apprentices as well. But he thought the leader might be thinking about the words the wrong way.
"Perhaps it's not your kits you should worry about." He said in a hesitant manner, checking his mentor's reaction to see if it was appropriate for him to speak. He still wasn't entirely accustomed to the clan ways, although it seemed the leader was not nearly as dictating as Sunny had made him out to be. "It sounds more like the three fledglings- whatever that means- will bring the danger, not suffer from it." He added quickly, so as to ease any harshness of his previous statement with the explanation.

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⧫ Heronpaw ⧫ 11 moons ⧫ Tom ⧫ Heterosexual ⧫ Apprentice ⧫
❋ Camp ❋
✻ Ospreycloud ✻ Anhingaheart ✻ Nightingalesong ✻

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The lanky apprentice made a point of exiting behind the deputy and in front of his mentor and the two she-cat, not wanting to trail behind them like the other pathetic apprentices, while also wishing to avoid walking beside them. He supposed Nightingalesong was alright. She was reasonable, at least, and realistic, though the fact that she actually wanted to talk to Ospreycloud certainly turned him a bit more against her, making Anhingaheart the most tolerable cat on the patrol. At least the deputy had composure. He grit his teeth against the biting rain and wind, his thin fur doing little to shield him from the elements. He said nothing, though, and didn't break stride, sticking right by the deputy's flank as they forged through the forest.
He nearly hissed in surprise as Larksong passed him briskly, wrinkling his nose in dramatic disgust. He fought the urge to roll his eyes at her suggestion, which he barely caught over the wind. "And get our pelts torn off by the wind?" He snapped back before the black second-in-command could answer.

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✻ Cardinalblaze ✻ Eaglestorm ✻ Kitekit ✻ Starlingkit ✻

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The young tabby flattened her ears as the appendages were assaulted from both sides, eyes narrowing. She would take it from her mother- she's supposed to do that stuff- but her sister was another story. "I was being nice!" She argued plaintively, giving the dusty grey she-kit a half-hearted blow to the shoulder to get her away. "Wanna see me mean?" She challenged, dropping into a messy battle stance. Despite her harsh words, a spark of friendly competition lit her gaze. Her brother was no fun to fight with, but even though Starlingkit could be a bit of a glorious-hero type, she was certainly a fun battling partner. Plus, if they were going to be cooped up all day, she certainly wasn't going to nap the whole time.

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Ternpaw
Tom I Crush; open I Mate: forbidden I Mentor; Puffinleaf I Tags; open

Ternpaw carefully tore strips of lungwort, laying each strip out on the floor to dry. The blackish blue tom stretched, his ears twitching as he listened to the sound of rain outside the den.

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Pheasantpaw
Tom I Crush; open I Mate: open I Mentor; Tealsky I Tags; open

Pheasantpaw finished cleaning the muck of her, spitting out the last mouthful of mud she got up and trotted out of the apprentices den, she wanted to do something, like train for fighting! The grey brown she cat gave a little jump as she imagined fighting of rouge intruders, the thought of battle always memorized her, the idea of the shrieks and cries of pain and the tear of her claws in fur was all just so thrilling!