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Chill
Petal
female ❅ 21 moons ❅ warrior ❅ pineclan➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵
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She hissed under her breath and pinned her ears. Truthfully she hated the tom, with all those years in apprenticeship with him you'd probably wouldn't blame her. Sure he was four moons older but they were apprentices together at one point and terribly so he was always better. Age didn't matter in PineClan but he had always shown his intellectual skills off while all ChillPetal could show was some lowly trick she had to catch mice. Intelligence ruled over physical abilities in the growing world of clans no matter what the fighting skill. ChillPetal just felt deep inside that she was an outsider with no where to go but the wrong path and she often took that path without the thought of regret. Maybe she was a default kit with no good way of thinking or talent, she used to think that way all the time. But had this fight for being a better warrior all become nothing? There was not an once of her that would like a cat to feel bad for her pelt but someone just needed to understand her thinking somehow, but it seemed no one did.
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Crow
Dust
male ❇ 26 moons ❇ warrior ❇ pineclan➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵
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The rustle of grass under his signaled his annoyance burning inside him towards both of the cats. It seemed their was a side picking tangled within the clan and if it didn't stop the outcome may become dangerous, the tom knew such a thing. If an enemy attacked at that moment their vision of who was their enemy and who was their ally would become blurred with their conscience. Had the alliance of cats in PineClan become tainted already or was only one cat the problem, playing puppet master in the background. The cats could not become mentally weak before settlement was establishment of a new camp, otherwise their path and borders wouldn't be straight and their would be no fenced off area to keep their decisions from going the wrong way. Sure it was to early to think that way but CrowDust had already watched how that kind of thing went down between friends and alliances, it wasn't pretty.
{{ Changing his age to 26 moons. c: }}
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Karp
male ❇ 21 moons ❇ rogue ❇ none➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵
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{ Should I no longer RP this character? Since PineClan moved away... }
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TangleStar
male ❇ 26 moons ❇ leader ❇ moutainclan
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Dream•Catcher wrote:It was a very peaceful day with no disturbance in the clan. Everything was normal, as it should be. TangleStar moved out of his den, from thinking, and decided to greet his clan because he never seemed to anymore. Since his colliding feelings about how to rule the clan he never really communicated with his own clan mates, some of which he grew up with. His sky blue eyes shifted through the rugged clearing, his striped tail tip flicking contently. Everyone was happy and that seemed to be enough. Prey was plentiful that time of year, well as plentiful as it could be, and there were many kits playing in the shade. Then he spotted RiverShade, the wise blind tom with a quick sense of humor. He remembered he liked talking with him when he was just an apprentice and he quickly made his move to talk to the tom. "Hello RiverShade." He said calmly as he got closer to him in his approach.