Ƭ ι м в ɛ я Ɔ ℓ α и .|. ACCEPTING

[the timey thing]

Status; Scared
Hunger; Satisfied
Rank; Kit
Health; Quite well
Strength; Not to much strength, is the runt and is quite small.
Crush/Mate; None/None

β α я κ κ ι т
Ɩ'м ƨмαℓℓ, вʋт ƨтяσиɢɛя тнɛи ʏσʋ!

The young female jolted up, looking at her brother. "H-hey Thistlekit." She squeaked, watching her brother carefully. The young cat's nightmares ran threw her head, making her shiver slightly.

{ She. c: }

[ʞ ɔ ǝ ɹ ʍ d ı ʞ s]

... d e s e r t b l o o m ...

[ I know the sun will set to rise... ]

She watched the apprentices with a dull expression, but her eyes were smiling. She was never one to show emotion, or even know how for that matter, but her happiness was obvious. There was a ghost of gloominess behind her gaze, though. Morningdove was dead? How could this have happened? And Moonshade was in terrible shape. Something dangerous was out there. She caught Raccoonstrike's gaze and offered a small smile, though she was obviously distracted. How could they all act so normal with the dead body of a senior warrior in camp and a perfectly strong warrior in the medicine den with half her ribs broken?

... f l i c k e r k i t ...

[ I've become what I can't be... ]

"Quit your whining!" Flickerkit scolded, her tone starting to show a little bit of unsureness. She was a little overwhelmed by them all. She took her paw and pushed Owlkit upright, taking a step back afterwards.

[spicy]

|| ~Steampaw~ ||

Steampaw prodded into the ground happily, "Why thank-you! But, I'm not as big as Foxpaw or as fast as Pinepaw," He said, his voice still low, but stood in confedence. It was his generation of apprentices, it was his turn to uphold the warrior code, and protect the clan he so dearly loved. With one last glance at his siblings, he turned all of his attention to Racoonstrike.

[Tamagod.]

:: D U C K P O N D ::
:: QUACK QUACK QUACK QUACK QUACK QUACK ::

:: SEVENTY MOONS ::
:: RELAXED ::
:: M E D I C I N E C A T ::
:: HOPEFUL ::
:: QUACK ::

Duckpond nodded again at Moonshade, finally deeming her fine without any other herbs. Things were stressful- but just as he had hoped, things didn't turn for the worst. The medicine cat gulped and decided not to say such a thing aloud though. No need to jinx everyone. His thoughts were interrupted by Sprucepaw who bounded in with a concerned look. "Ah, there you are Sprucepaw, quack!" Duckpond greeted the young kitten with cheerfulness, feeling much more relieved now that everything had settled. "I heard you helped Applesong bore her kits today. Good job, quack." Duckpond padded over to his apprentice and rubber her head affectionately. He was very proud of his kitten for doing what she could. Truly, she would be a wonderful medicine cat! "Ah, as for things to do.... I suppose watching Moonshade ad keeping her entertained is the best we can do." and that was all Duckpond really had to say. There was nothing else- so the feline decided a catnap would be best.

And there, he laid down in the middle of the den waiting for sleep. If anyone needed him, they would wake him up. "Quaaaaaaaack..." Duckpond snorted.

[zoketi.]

яαccσσηѕтяιкє
• tom | warrior | 32 moons | in camp •

Raccoonstrike flicked his ears, noticing Desertbloom's slightly distracted look. Then again, there was so much going on in camp. Not just the ceremonies, but the death and injuries as well. He wondered if he appeared too happy. Should he be grieving as much? He let his shoulders drop and glanced towards the medicine cat's den. Duckpond would be quite busy, certainly. His eyes found Morningdove's limp body, and a claw of anger and sadness rent through his heart. So sudden, so horrible. The Clan might very well be in danger from rogues. He shook his head slightly, and then heaved a soft sigh. Turning to Steampaw, he brightened slightly for the apprentice's sake. "Why don't you go check out your new den?" he suggested, "we'll begin training tomorrow."

ѕρяυcєραω
• she-cat | med cat apprentice | 6.5 moons | in camp •

Sprucepaw screwed up her eyes as Duckpond ruffled her head fur. "Yes, yes I did." She mewed, blinking up at her mentor. She felt a burst of pride at his words. She licked her paw and drew it over her head, subconsciously smoothing back the fur. "Alright..." She glanced over to Moonshade, feeling slightly small--not just size, but in general--as she gazed at the injured warrior. Watching and entertaining? Well, she could do that. She blinked as Duckpond flopped down where he was and began to sleep. Her rather depressed expression flickered with amusement as he snored, and she swished her tail around her paws. She then padded past him and sat down, keeping her eyes firmly on Moonshade, though they darted around a bit so she didn't appear to be staring hard. Besides, Deathrage was nearby too.
All the recent events, and now her mentor sleeping fitfully next to her, was making her quite tired. She suppressed a yawn--she was not going to fall asleep. The Clan needed at least one healing cat awake, and she had to keep an eye on Moonshade. And do anything else that came up.

[darĸнowl]

Status; Scared
Hunger; Satisfied
Rank; Kit
Health; Quite well
Strength; Not to much strength, is the runt and is quite small.
Crush/Mate; None/None

β α я κ κ ι т
Ɩ'м ƨмαℓℓ, вʋт ƨтяσиɢɛя тнɛи ʏσʋ!

The young female jolted up, looking at her brother. "H-hey Thistlekit." She squeaked, watching her brother carefully. The young cat's nightmares ran threw her head, making her shiver slightly.

{ She. c: }

(( SORRY!! I wasn't thinking xD I fixed it to "sister'' ))

.: T H I S T L E K I T :.

Stop and stare
You start to wonder why you're here not there
And you'd give anything to get what's fair
But fair ain't what you really need
Oh, can you see what I see

Thistlekit smiled, about to tackle her, but paused before he was able to crouch with his haunches shooting straight up. He tipped his head to one side, his huge eyes looking at his sister with curiosity and concern. "Barkkit? You ok?"

[ʞ ɔ ǝ ɹ ʍ d ı ʞ s]

... s t e m p a w ...

[ Real life I'm sad to see you go... ]

As soon as she saw the dead warrior, she flicked an ear and trotted off to the medicine den. She managed to catch Duckpond just before he fell asleep. "Quack," she said in greeting, the way she had upon entering the medicine den sense the day she met Duckpond. She had always admired his peculiar ways and thrived to be unique like him. "Morningdove is dead, Duckpond," she announced.

... d e s e r t b l o o m ...

[ I know the sun will set to rise... ]

"I cant stay here a moment longer," Desertbloom murmured to herself. She looked at the sun. It was nearly dusk. Then she glanced at Raccoonstrike. "Care to go hunting? I could use a distraction," she offered.

[moreponiesneeded]

Sootkit

Sootkit squirmed slightly, turning to get a better hearing position so he could identify he source of his brother's whine. After a few moment's he figured it was probably the paw, and voice attached to it. He didnt really understand the words or tone, but the absence of Owlkit at his side freaked him out a bit. So he unsurely put his front paws out, pushing himself into a sitting position.

[spicy]

|| ~Steampaw~ ||

Steampaw bounced up, "Oh why I'd love to! I can't wait to get up in the morning to do my very first training lesson! Yay!" He squieeled, but found Morningdove's limp body, and frowned, he had never hoped his apprentice ceremony to be filled with sadness and regret. He knew what to do! He'd get some apprentice's and kill the band of rouges and show them pain. Then he'd be loved by the whole clan, and he knew Foxkit would jump right to it, and he could always sorrow his sister into it.

[darĸнowl]

(( BTW, dogs, Moonshade's been talking to Deathrage a teensy bit xD In at least most of my latest posts ))