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Fogpaw | 10 moons old | Tom

Fogpaw sits outside the apprentices den a little far away from the others, watching as cats went about their daily duties all around camp. For the past several nights, he had been unable to sleep that much due to nightmares. His tail flicked back and forth, as boredom began to take over. He would ask one of the other apprentices if they wanted to play fight or something of that nature, but he often became subject to bullying whenever he spoke to his fellow apprentices. 'Why do I have to stutter?!' He thinks to himself, a tiny bit of anger starting to bubble up.

[ℱ ᴀ ɪ ʀ ʏ Ƭ ᴀ ɪ ℒ]

{ Hey snowstorms! So you have a clan too c; . }

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General

I Astropaw I

I Male I

I 10 moons I

I Apprentice I

Love Life

I Impress him. I

I n/aI

I Too young. I

Digging Deeper

I Astropaw is rather cocky when it comes to being a warrior, training or anything that is about him. This leads some cats in the clan to dislike him, however if they took the time to see past his outer image they would like him. He cares about his friends and the clan deeply and is there for them in times of need. He may be judgmental and somewhat cynical but he has made a few friends and they tolerate how and who he is. I

I His history is pretty simple like any other member of the clan, or most. He was born into the clan and raised in it, he is a pure clan-born cat. I

I Astropaw is a fast runner and a skilled fighter. He is also good at making new friends when he isn't being cocky and judgemental, which is rare. I

I Astropaw is not so good at hunting as he normally scares the prey away from being too clumsy or loud. I

Family

I Specklefern I

I Rainstorm I

I open I

On/a

I Fallenleaf I

I Codeword I [None]

I He is open for crushes and siblings c: I

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Fogpaw | 10 moons old | Tom

Fogpaw looked over at Featherpaw as she addressed him. She was one of the few cats that he actually could have a conversation with without being made fun of. He grinned, his left ear twitching ever so slightly as it normally did when he was happy. All angry thoughts cleared from his mind instantly. "Oh, hey Featherpaw." He greeted her. "D-D-D-D-Do you want to do something with me? Practice fight maybe?" He asked.

[ronomy]

thats alright, it's the same situation where I am XD }

Whitetail // Tags; Silverfoot.

• As he gazed across camp he spotted a familiar she cat, Silverfoot, enjoying the juicy mouse that sat at her paws. He decided to have a chat, having nothing better to do. She was a good she cat after all, and easy to talk to. "How's your mouse?" He asked as he padded in her direction.

Fleapaw // Tags; Creekfrost.

• She shook her head dissapointedly when her mentor asked if she had caught it. Though her mentor kept words of encouragement, not mean ones. She was thankful for that. Though when her mentor caught it herself, she couldn't help but smile. "Thanks, but I'm not very hungry." She meowed, which was true for the most part. "And you caught it, so." She finished, her voice a bit quieter than before. She didn't like refusing offers, but she would've liked to catch it herself.

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Fogpaw | 10 moons old | Tom

Fogpaw shrugged. "What ever you want. I'm d-d-d-d-down with anything." He said. He could not help but hate how he talked even more right now. Alongside the sudden mood changes, his stuttering often made him stand out. He was not even a very shy cat. Not nervous either. He simply stuttered because that was his bodies natural reaction to talking.

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Fogpaw | 10 moons old | Tom

Fogpaw nodded, grinning widely. "S-S-S-Sure. Sounds great." He said. He padded to the entrance of the camp, his head looking back. He stood there, waiting on her to follow.

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Fogpaw | 10 moons old | Tom

Fogpaw padded a good ways away from camp. They would be a bit more likely to catch prey there. He stopped, his ears standing up. He sniffed the air for any signs of prey. Smelling a mouse, he instantly went into crouching position. He slowly stalked closer and closer to his prey until he was right up on it. And then he pounced! Fogpaw's jaws clamped down on the mouse, killing it swiftly and painlessly.

[ronomy]

thats alright, it's the same situation where I am XD }

Whitetail // Tags; Silverfoot.

• As he gazed across camp he spotted a familiar she cat, Silverfoot, enjoying the juicy mouse that sat at her paws. He decided to have a chat, having nothing better to do. She was a good she cat after all, and easy to talk to. "How's your mouse?" He asked as he padded in her direction.

Fleapaw // Tags; Creekfrost.

• She shook her head dissapointedly when her mentor asked if she had caught it. Though her mentor kept words of encouragement, not mean ones. She was thankful for that. Though when her mentor caught it herself, she couldn't help but smile. "Thanks, but I'm not very hungry." She meowed, which was true for the most part. "And you caught it, so." She finished, her voice a bit quieter than before. She didn't like refusing offers, but she would've liked to catch it herself.

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Fogpaw | 10 moons old | Tom

Fogpaw shook his head. "T-T-T-T-That is more than just luck. Your pretty good at this." He complimented her. He quickly dug a whole and buried the mouse. He would grab it on their way back to camp.