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Emberpaw
Male :: Apprentice :: 11 Moons Old :: Crush; Ashpaw :: Pineclan
Tags; open
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Mudpaw
Male :: Apprentice :: 11 Moons Old :: Crush; Echopaw :: Pineclan
Tags; open
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Dovekit
Female :: Kit :: 4 Moons Old :: Crush; Tumblekit :: Pineclan
Tags; None
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Silentstar
Male :: Leader :: 41 Moons Old :: Crush; Larksnow :: Cliffclan
Tags; Wolfshine
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He had been glaring at the place where the kittypet had taken off running with his tail between his legs. With a sigh, he closed his eyes and looked at the she-cat that had spoken to him. "Ah, Wolfshine," he dipped his head turned to face her while he spoke, "he was supposed to be held at paw-length so we could keep an eye on him. Now, he's undoubtedly scurried on home like and has shown his true colors. However, the fact that he almost killed Sootheart remains and I will see to it that that tom is punished. What do you think we should do?"▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬✖▬▬▬▬▬
Echostep
Female :: Warrior :: 41 Moons Old :: Crush; Brackenflame :: Cliffclan
Tags; open
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Redthorn
Male :: Warrior :: 29 Moons Old :: Crush; Foxfeather :: Streamclan
Tags; Foxfeather
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Redthorn let out a loud yawn and stretched. My my, it appears that he'd slept in. With heavy eyes he padded out of the den and let his eyes travel around as he watched the different she-cats roam about the camp. It was good to be a tom. The warrior padded up to Foxfeather and gave chuckled, "Hey you. Mind a hunt with a tom who could possibly be so bored he might die?"▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬✖▬▬▬▬▬
Mildtail
Female :: Medicine Cat :: 36 Moons Old :: Crush; Foxtongue :: Streamclan
Tags; None
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Silverpaw
Female :: Apprentice :: 10.5 Moons Old :: Crush; Ravenpaw :: Wheatclan
Tags; Ravenpaw
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The silver she-cat apprentice wrinkled her nose and sprang back but kept her composure as she tilted her head to look at the tom in front of her. "Er- I- uh. I mean," she seemed at a loss for words as she was surprised to see a cat that wasn't Wheatclan in her territory, "S-silverpaw. Look at me, stuttering like an idiot. But, I suppose now's the time I should ask why you're in my territory. Unless, I'm in yours and that would be... well, unfortunate. I'm sorry, do you have a name?"