The Awakening of Mistclan (Many spots open! Med cat open!)

[idvly]

Greykit • Tom • 3 Moons Old • Kit • Mentions - Oakkit

Greykit shook his head, "C'mon! We won't get into trouble, promise. Let's just have some fun." he mewed quietly, careful not to wake any of the sleeping cats. They were in a deep sleep, one he doubted they'd wake up from anytime soon. The kit stood slowly, flinching when his mother shifted. He relaxed and tilted his head, looking hopefully at his sister. The kit flicked his tail impatiently, itching to get out of the nursery and out into open camp. He hadn't been out there much, maybe once or twice but he loved it. There was so much more space to play and so many more things to sniff and explore.

[•Crow•]

Blossomheart • Female • Warrior • Apprentice: None • Tags; Eelstrike

Blossomheart blinked and suddenly her tail curled in ammusement. "Running out of words Eelstrike?" She asked. She remembered him asking that when she first ran into him and mintblaze... speaking of which where was that cranky shecat. She briefly looked around briefly but there was no sight of her. Her pale ginger gaze shifted back to Eelstrike she embarrassedly looked down unsure why. "So.. umm ... i was thinking about changing out my nest in the warriors den.. i know where the softest moss and feather are .. if you feel you need your nest changed we can go.. later if youd like?" She suggested.

[Nefelibata]

Windstar • Tom • 38 Moons Old • Leader • Lives remaining: 9 • Tagged: Echolight, Litchpaw • Location: • Apprentice: Litchpaw
"That sounds just about right for Lynxpaw. Good luck to you, Echolight."Windstar spoke as he turned around and approached the fresh kill pile. It was noon, but the returning patrols could bring back just enough for every cat in the clan. Windstar was more than satisfied. He closed his eyes for a moment and tried to gather the smell of Litchpaw. The leader could sense many kinds of scents, some more comfortable and warmer than others. The scent of clan cats, moss, fish, prey, they determined the simple diversity and daily life of Mistclan. "Litchpaw! It's time for your training!" He called, noticing that his apprentice was thankfully still inside the clan camp.

Moorheart • Tom • 32 Moons Old • Warrior • Tagged: Darkheart • Location: Near the river • Apprentice: -
"Twh..at swhounds lwike a very gwood idea.."Moorheart mewed in a barely audible voice, his voice was muffled by the fish clenched in his jaws. He finally dropped the small prey and started digging a hole at the base of a tree nearby. He lay down the fish and covered it with dirt and with moss to cover the smell. The humidity which came from the river would help camouflage the trout. He felt incredibly ashamed for almost making a fool of himself, if he didn't do that already. "Sorry about that..Darkheart..Anyway, I suggest you bury it a bit farther away from this location. This way they will be harder to find. There are plenty of hungry cats in the forest."The tom suggested, in awkward, hesitative meows.

[Zarina]

Eelstrike
50m - Warrior - Apprentice: N/A - Tags: Blossomheart

He shrugged, before mewing" Maybe." He listened to the bi-color she-cat, kind of amused by her stuttering. He laid his tail on shoulder trying to calm her stuttering. "Sure, I've been meaning to do that. There just hasn't been time recently, with all that's happened."

[•Crow•]

Litchpaw turned her head when she heard the familiar voice of windstar calling her name, the light tabby shecat looked at her mentor with her deep emeraled gaze. "Do you really think that there will be peace among us and the rogues.. would the clan even accept that.. is it even possible?" She asked suddenly. She hadnt heard there entire conversation but she heard bits and pieces. It worried her. If peace was proclaimed she knew some cats wouldnt care to mucu blood had been shed to many cats lost there lives... for some cats piece would be an insult. And whilist deep inside she didnt care about any of that.. she didnt want to see windstar suffer anymore, though she kept quiet about that.

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Blossomheart nodded "yea thats right.." the ginger and white shecat looked up and around she saw Echolight depart feom windstars den the atmosphere seemed somewhat thick. Her tail flicked with anxsiety. She was a tad to stressed to be hungry. And even though eelstrikes company was very comfurting but she still felt very restless.

[Nefelibata]

Windstar • Tom • 38 Moons Old • Leader • Lives remaining: 9 • Tagged: Litchpaw • Location: • Apprentice: Litchpaw
"Do any warriors eavesdrop on an important conversation, Litchpaw? What have I taught you up until now? The discussion between the clan leader and deputy is only between the leader and the clan deputy alone."Windstar meowed in a harsh, disappointed tone as he went up to his apprentice. "And how about you stop sharpening your tongue and you start sharpening your claws? We're going training." Windstar meowed as he left the clan to their usual training spot, a small field with a rocky terrain, good enough for stability and even better for a spar.

[idvly]

Darkheart • She-cat • 37 Moons Old • Warrior • Mentions - Moorheart

Darkheart nodded and found a place somewhat far away from Moorheart's fish. She dug up the ground, placed the fish in the hole and pushed the dirt back on top again, trying to make it seem like it had always been like that. Darkheart walked over to Moorheart. She paused as she passed him, "Alright, let's go." before continuing to walk at a steady pace. There was an awkward silence as the four cats walked through the forest on the patrol. It was good since it meant they were concentrating but it was still awkward and she would have enjoyed some conversation, however small. A small mouse ran right past her paws, making the she-cat jump slightly. But she quickly recovered, looking around to see if the mouse was still in sight.

[•Crow•]

Litchpaw hissed. "Dont assume i was ease dropping!" She retorned standing her ground. "Its npt my fault ypu and miss echolight cant wait until a cat is out of earshot" her fur stopd up along her spine and the apprentice decided to go on ahead. Nerves on end, she didnt know why that irritated her so much... but it did. Her emerald gaze was dark yet unreadable, once to there designated location litchpaw found a good tree to shsrpes her claws on. This was somthing she did occasionally to relax her tence mind. She felt her claws slice through the wood with ease. Since the fight with the rogues she did this frequently more occasionally then she isednto and after all that her claws had. Become sharp. Her mind wandered to the band of rogues that rakded her clan she remembered the one that killed stormfall vividly well. And the thought angered her only making her claws dig in deeper.

[nemesis.]

𝓔𝓬𝓱𝓸𝓵𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽
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she-cat // deputy // 28 moons // apprentice: Lynxpaw // location: warrior's den// tags: open

Upon exiting the den, her paws directed her towards the fresh kill pile - she was bound to fill her stomach after spending the night searching through the vast vegetation of the forest. Picking up a rather fresh squirrel, which might have been caught even yesterday if she was lucky, she headed towards the warrior's den, a small rest awaited her before she was to go hunting with her apprentice.

𝒪𝒶𝓀𝓀𝒾𝓉
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[she-cat // kit // 3 moons // location: nursery// tags: Greykit

The petite kit hesitantly remained in her position, watching the movements of her brother. "I guess. I guess we can explore it. But if someone catches us, say it was your idea!" The small she-cat declared before she herself strolled silently towards the exit of the nursery...

[Nefelibata]

Windstar • Tom • 38 Moons Old • Leader • Lives remaining: 9 • Tagged: Litchpaw • Location: Training Grounds • Apprentice: Litchpaw
"Good, always come up with a purpose. A cat can never fight without a purpose. And you're still an eavesdropper, Litchpaw."Windstar said almost mockingly as he positioned himself in the center of the clearing. He waited for the apprentice to finish sharpening her claws against the tree trunk. Windstar thought about testing her agility and vigour today. Tomorrow they would focus on fishing and hunting, and all the other practices.

Moorheart • Tom • 32 Moons Old • Warrior • Tagged: Darkheart • Location: Wilderness • Apprentice: -
"Yeah, let's move on.."Moorheart mumbled as he went west, heading toward the alpine field which made the hunting grounds of Mistclan during summer. He stopped to mark the territory every once in a while and to check on Darkheart, who didn't seem to mind the silence of their companions. He stopped at the edge of the forest and hopped up a boulder to scan the surroundings. Silence, no chirp of birds, no rustling of leaves. Moorheart found the silence considerably unnerving. Just the grassy fields and small bushes of the valley ahead.