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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 offered Graymist a wry smile at her strong conviction. The deputy nodded decisively, moving closer the the rock pile in order to find any clear ground that had been sheltered from the snow. After a moment, a patch of brown earth caught his glowing amber gaze and he turned to his companion, beckoning her closer. The lithe warrior set to work immediately, his claws scooping into the tough soil. The task was monotonous and tiring, but the black tom refused to let himself feel the fatigue. Aspencloud, once satisfied with the depth of the grave, pulled away and admired their handiwork. "Come. It's time to dispose of him once and for all. Out of sight, out of mind." he grunted, relieved to finally be rid of the pest. Perhaps once this was over her and Graymist could spend some time traipsing through the forest together...
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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 glared with piercing green eyes between the quietly fighting cats, quickly growing bored with the situation. Just as he'd begun to step towards them again, fully intending to use brute strength to ensure the result he wanted, the younger of the two cats spoke up. Frowning slightly, the warrior retreated a bit as he mulled over the question. Airclan couldn't provide them with much food, and two more mouths to feed that were not there own was risky. However, introducing them to clan life might ensure two more strong, able-bodied cats to share the load and bring in more prey. The gargantuan ginger tom stood quietly for a few moments more, his tail lashing back and forth as he weighed the options before nodding slowly. "You may follow us to our camp, but there will be some ground rules for the both of you." he warned.
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♚‡ C R O W P A W.
[tom ] [10 moons] [resilient soul] [relationship:n/a]
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☞CROWPAW smiled meekly up at Bramblewhisker, grateful for the tom's gentle tone and steady skills. Without another word, the large apprentice rolled slowly onto his stomach before rising to his paws, his movements slow and deliberate as the aching began to settle in every fiber of his being. Groaning softly to himself, the exhausted and wounded young tom drudged out of the medicine cats' den, his murky green eyes squinted against the harsh rays of the sun. The dark tabby lumbered steadily down the gentle slope, his gaze catching the four young cats beginning their tour of the camp. He knew that he would soon have to speak with the two new she-cats, but for now he desperately needed rest. The handsome cat slumped into the apprentices' den, never more grateful to see his nest. Crowpaw drooped into the comforting moss like jelly, his nose nestling gentle against the dried nest, all too aware of his injury.
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♚‡ B I R C H P A W.
[she-cat] [12 moons] [delicate flower] [relationship:n/a]
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☞BIRCHPAW felt her sharp blue eyes widen in surprise at the sheer control that the young she-cat over her older companion. Clearly this she-at would have trouble adjusting to something like clan life. Holding back a snort of amusement due to the current climate, the apprentice glanced between the warrior beside her and the two loners ahead of her. The apprentice kept her mouth shut, knowing that the feisty she-cat was only addressing Hawkfrost. He was, after all, clearly her superior.
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♚‡ L A R K.
[she-cat] [10 moons] [hothead] [relationship:n/a]
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☞LARK watched the two go back and forth about who would lead, forcing herself to keep from rolling her green eyes. The two seemed quite smitten and obviously didn't want to step on each other's toes. Even the leader, the brown she-cat cleared her throat and stepped forward, her thick tail flicking towards the small, dimly lit den nearest to the entrance. "How about there? And we just make a nice circle?" she suggested, more than ready to become familiar with her new home.
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♚‡ C R I C K E T.
[she-cat] [10 moons] [gentle soul] [relationship:n/a]
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☞CRICKET watched silently as her brother descended from what she could only assume was a healer's den. Pity struck her gentle heart at the sight of his wound and the way he dragged himself so wearily towards a fairly large den. Watching him slip inside, the tabico resolved to offer him comfort as soon as their tour was done. Her golden eyes flickered towards the small group again, her brows furrowed as she suddenly became aware of the two apprentices' inability to make a choice. It was quite cute to see the two of them interact, though she did feel a bit of second-hand embarrassment.
