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[~Happy~]

Name ; nighthawk
gender ; male
age ; 21 moons
rank ; warrior

brief description ; a sweet, kind, and gentle tom

crush ; open
mate ; open
offspring ; none

[anathema]

not accepted. please go back and reread the rules.
also, you don't seem ready for this kind of roleplay, as this is semi-lit.

[sonya;]

Lynxheart
|| female || warrior || twenty moons || no crush || taggs;; ||

The female sat at the fresh kill pile, sorting through the old and new prey. She didn't want anyone to get sick, after all, it was almost like eating crow-food. Just the thought of it made her gag. After Lynxheart was through, she took out the really old prey and buried it, she shook her head. What a waste.

Cloudspot
|| tom || warrior || twenty seven moons || no crush || taggs;; ||

With a stretch the tom heard a satisfying pop from his stiff bones. Cloudspot barley moved when he slept, thus causing his stiff legs and back. As he emerged from the warriors den he spotted Lynxheart and rolled his eyes. She was just so... odd. Trotting over to the fresh kill pile he sniffed at the prey, then snatched a small thrush before heading over to a quiet place to eat. As he made his way he almost ran into the she cat, Faintbreeze.

Dappledpaw
|| tom || apprentice || eleven moons || no crush || taggs;; ||

The small apprentice padded out of the apprentices den with a small yawn, revealing his sharp teeth. Dappledpaws muscles stiffened as he stretched, cream colored claws cane unsheathed and dug into the soft dirt. Watching his older sister as she sorted through the pile as usual. When he spotted Cloudspot he huffed, eyes narrowed, the tom was kind and never picked on his sister like the others. But that didn't change the way the little tom felt about him. As he peeled his gaze away from the warrior he looked for other things to do. Maybe he could chat with a fellow clan mate.

Darkpaw
|| tom || apprentice || twelve moons || no crush || taggs;; ||

His black pelt helped him in the shadows as he slunk through the thick undergrowth. Bright hazel eyes spotted his target as he crouched. Before him was the warrior she cat, Lynxheart, burying the old prey as she usually does. Weirdo. Darkpaw thought as he readied himself to spring. His backside wiggled, tail straightened as it hovered centimeters off the ground, his ears flattened to his skull.

[solyn]

↘ ｅａｇｌｅｆｅａｔｈｅｒ

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loc; camp
tags; open
ooc; whee hee excited
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xxxMornings were often slow for Eaglefeather. Not because he was slow, but because he found that everyone else- to some degree- was. Eaglefeather was always roused an exact hour before the crack of dawn, as he was on this particular day. As he had stepped into the cold morning air, a memory had reached him of Swallowkit swatting his nose in an attempt to catch the steaming white breath that had wafted from his mouth on a cold winter's morning. He could hear Adderpaw's roaring laughter in his ears as he remembered himself sitting back and blinking in surprise at the force of the young she-cat's swipe. That had been a long time ago, Eaglefeather reminded himself as he ducked back into camp, a plump bird clamped in his jaws. Keeping his head high so that it wouldn't scrape across the ground, Eaglefeather trotted toward the fresh kill pile, and promptly placed it down, before turning on his heel and moving back toward the warrior's den to wait for more cats to awaken to be sent out on some semblance of a patrol; and not a simple solo hunt as he had just been on himself.

↘ ａｄｄｅｒｐｅｌｔ

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loc; warrior's den
tags; open
ooc; --
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xxxThe den was warm, and Adderpelt did not particularly want to leave. Still curled up in his nest, aching from a tussle with a fox just days ago, the tom watched the camp awaken from over the top of his tail. Eventually, he decided that despite the fact he was 'injured', he should still be getting a move on. Grudgingly, he hauled himself onto his paws, wincing as his muscles screamed in protest, but he did not make a move to leave his nest. He lifted a paw to his mouth and swiped his tongue across it, deciding that the first step in the process of feeling better would be a nice bath. He'd decide his next course of action after that.

↘ ｓｗａｌｌｏｗｆｏｏｔ

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loc; camp
tags; open
ooc; --
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xxxSwallowfoot was trying very hard not to let her tail sweep the ground. She'd only just finished grooming it, and had no intention of letting it get dirty again. So, tail raised high, she looking around the camp for someone to talk to. Normally, she would have made a beeline for either of her elder brothers, but Adderpelt was still injured and irritable, and Eaglefeather was nowhere in sight. She spotted Stormheart, and her ears pricked. The grey tabby tom was a good conversationalist, and their equally outspoken personalities meshed well. She had a great respect for the warrior, and decided that he would do for a morning conversation. She strolled over to where the cat was crouched in a snow pit, eyes closed languidly, probably falling asleep on his paws. "You know, Stormheart," she mewed in a teasing manner, ears flicking as she sat down in front of him, wrapping her tail around her paws, "Perhaps you could do your napping in the warrior's den where Hollowedstar is less likely to chew you out for it."

↘ ｓｔｏｒｍｈｅａｒｔ

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loc; camp
tags; open
ooc; --
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xxxHe was waiting. Waiting for many things, really. Waiting for a deputy to be appointed. Waiting for patrols to be assembled. Waiting for the way that the power within the clan would inevitably shift with a new leader. Waiting for something- anything- to happen. He heard a dull thump and opened one shockingly blue eye, ears pricking upwards as he recognized Swallowfoot. She sounded amused, and he couldn't help but be amused too. He liked the young she-cat; he was friendly with her elder brother, and she exhibited the best traits of the two boys from the older litter. "Good morning, Swallowfoot," he responded, not moving from where he was settled in the snow. "Glad to know you're worried for me, but I'm not napping. I'm just waiting."

↘ ｓａｎｄｐａｗ

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loc; warrior's den
tags; open
ooc; --
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xxxWhen the first shafts of light peeked into the apprentice's den, Sandpaw's eyes blinked open, and the pale ginger she-cat attempted to adjust her eyesight to the dimness of the den. When she could safely see what she was doing, she looking around for her fellow apprentices. Brightpaw- gone. Dappledpaw- gone. Darkpaw- gone. So, she was the only one left. With a sight, the short-furred cat stood and shook her coat to get rid of twigs and other debris that had accumulated in her fur overnight. She daintly stepped out of her nest, and padded out of the den, making her way across to the one that housed the warriors. She was about to take a step inside, before pulling her paw back, and instead settling down outside of the den. She would wait for her mentor here.

↘ ｂｒｉｇｈｔｐａｗ

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loc; camp
tags; dappledpaw
ooc; --
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xxxThe sun was up and it was a brand new day, and with the new day came a new source of tireless energy for Brightpaw. The fluffy ginger she-cat exited the den earlier than her sister, and with ears pricked, she looked around. Upon spotting her denmate a few paces away, she was immediately excited as she bound through the now toward him, skidding to a halt just in time to only briefly knock his shoulder, but not hard enough to send him down. "Good morning, Dappledpaw!" She purred, tail waving excitedly as she tilted her head a little to look up at the bigger cat. "Isn't it just a lovely day? I can already feel it, today is going to be a fantastic one! From sun up to sun down, we'll all have great days!" She mewed cheerily, another rumbling purr escaping her chest.

[sonya;]

Lynxheart
|| female || warrior || twenty moons || no crush || taggs;; sandpaw ||

As she turned back to the camp entrance she noticed Eaglefeather trotting in with prey seized in his jaws. With a small smile she trotted after him, before she could catch up she noticed her apprentice sitting near the warrior den. Lynxheart padded over silently, then nudged the young she cat with her nose. "Goodmorning, Sandpaw." The she cats voice was as soft as silk. It was warm as the suns rays. Her fluffy tail curled around her front paws as she sat beside her apprentice.

Cloudspot
|| tom || warrior || twenty seven moons || no crush || taggs;; faintbreeze ||

With a stretch the tom heard a satisfying pop from his stiff bones. Cloudspot barley moved when he slept, thus causing his stiff legs and back. As he emerged from the warriors den he spotted Lynxheart and rolled his eyes. She was just so... odd. Trotting over to the fresh kill pile he sniffed at the prey, then snatched a small thrush before heading over to a quiet place to eat. As he made his way he almost ran into the she cat, Faintbreeze.

Dappledpaw
|| tom || apprentice || eleven moons || no crush || taggs;; brightpaw ||

As he sat in the apprentice den entrance he looked around. Other members of the clan were waking and the bright rays of dawn were breaking through the trees bare branches. As he watched the shadows stretch farther and father he felt something, or someone, bump into him. Dappledpaw turned and smiled as he looked down at a bright orange she cat, Brightpaw. Her name matched her name perfectly, for she was bright in fur color and attitude. "Morning, Brightpaw! Very beautiful day, we'll have many days as great as this one!" The tom mewed as he bumped her back, gently.

Darkpaw
|| tom || apprentice || twelve moons || no crush || taggs;; ||

As he began to push himself off the ground he spotted the big tom, Eaglefeather, walked right in front of his target. Cursing under his breath he repositioned himself, when he looked up again the she cat was gone. Darkpaw growled, lashing his tail back and forth. He needed to sink his claws into something. The young tom dug his claws into the soft earth before walking into camp.

[sonya;]

» Must leave, I apologize for my long absence.... I will return!

[Cuervo]

redpaw - medicine cat apprentice - male - tags; --
ooc; --

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inside what was considered the medicine den, lay a
tightly red, bundled form. this form was named
redraw. he was quite cold, and didn't feel like
moving at all. he opened a pale hazel eye, and
his black pupil started rapidly, looking for any signs
of his mentor, singing; which he didn't like very much.
his whiskers twitched, and he then shut his eyes once more.

mothtail - warrior - female - tags; --
ooc; --

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mothtail was up and going. pacing in circles around the camp;
in an effort to keep warm. she was waiting for duties
to be assigned. dont think of the cold, don't think
of the cold... is what mothtail kept on chanting in
her head. her eyes were closed, and her paws were sinking
in the snow, as she just about stepped on her own footprints,
and now she was dragging them through like mud.

[anathema]

Hollowedstar - Leader - Tags - None.
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Once his dreamscape had ebbed away from him, all he could feel was the cold air whipping at his long fur.
The large, mocha-brown tomcat longed to remain in his den and catch a few more hours of slumber, but he
knew that he had to choose a deputy soon. Hawkstar had died nearly three sunrises ago and the leader had
not left his den since. Hawkstar was his uncle, an honorable cat, and the brother of his mother, Dawnsky.
Since his father, Falconridge had abandoned him and his mother after exile, Hawkstar served as a fatherly
figure to the tom. He mentored him and made him a spectacular fighter. He also cooled his emotions and
extinguished his hatred for Falconridge, when Hollowedstar had originally planned to go out and hunt down
his birth father. But after many moons of leadership, Hawkstar the invincible proved to be not as invincible
as many believed, and died rather young. Hollowedstar was forced to take over; he could not grieve, he could
not pray to StarClan. He had to act as if nothing bothered him.
But slowly, his thoughts were eating him alive, and reality began to slowly slip from his grasp.


Faintbreeze - Warrior - Tags - Cloudspot
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Faintbreeze had selected a squirrel from the fresh-kill pile and was preparing to sit down on the other side of
camp, but collided with Cloudspot on the way toward where some of her companions were already dining on
their meals. "S-Sorry," she stuttered with a sheepish smile. "Er, I should be going over there now."

[anathema]

bump.

[Animals65]

name ; Purpleflower
gender ; She-cat
age ; 19 moons
rank ; Queen

brief description ; Beautiful pale tabby she-cat with beautiful purple eyes

crush ; Hollowedstar
mate ; Open
offspring ; Dead