BrightHeart
Tags; swanpaw,
Doing; Talking
She looked around as swanpaw nodded, Other cats were walking around.
BrightHeart
Tags; swanpaw,
Doing; Talking












Swanpaw
Tom
Six moons
Tags; Brightshine







r e d. wrote:H a w k w h i s k e r
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[ female ] - [ queen ] - [ 32 moons ] - [ no crush ] - [ currently open ]➤ the molly woke quietly, her soft green eyes glancing around the nursery. from her current state, not many cats could tell she was bearing kits. twigstep had only died a few moons ago, too recent. her paws forced herself up before she could fall back asleep. her long, pointed ears twitched as she picked up only slight noise from the camp. her long tail uncurled from around her as she groggily stepped outside. her paws led her back into the shade, due to her eyes not adjusted enough to the light. she kneaded at the ground around her, softening the grass so she could sit. she laid down, then tucked her paws under her chest keeping them warm.


the noodle god. wrote:DAISYPELT - THE SASSY
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gender shecat / molly age 35 moons tagged with none theme song confident
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as she ran through the lush forest, wind whipping in her face, she sighed and ran faster and faster. she loved the feeling, it felt like freedom. as she stopped a scent filled her nostrils. she gulped, her eyes widening. it's smoke! she thought with horror. she whipped her golden head around and her mouth gaped at the sight. smoke piled up as rich red flames took over the clan and yowls erupted, the sound was torture to her ears. tears glazed her eyes and began to fall as she sank to the ground, sobs filling her ears. she flattened her ears to her skull in sorrow, and partly to drown out the sound of her sobs and cats howling in horror. she had escaped, she left her clan mates to die. no, I didn't know! I couldn't have known! she battled against her self, but guilt, sorrow, and disbelief fluttered through her causing a storm.
daisypelt woke up with a jolt, heart pounding, as she looked around frantically. when she saw her clan mates - safe and sound and flame free - she gave a sigh and snuggled deeper into the soft moss bedding. it was only a dream... no nightmare, but nothing else. she thought with relief. to save from having an embarrassment she cleaned her pelt, drawing her tongue out in long licks. after that she stepped out of the den, blinking her eyes at the new sun that seemed to blind her. few were up, only her and a few others, showing that is too early to wake up. though daisypelt didn't bother trying to speak to any of them, knowing that she wasn't a morning cat. now most of the clan knew that she would snap very easily in the mornings, and had little to no patience. many had learned not to mess with her - not just in the morning, but never - in the mornings, but some still tried. her eyes flickered from the cats who were up, either chatting, or still sleepy. she growled inwardly to herself, she had to wake up so early! her mind couldn't let her sleep until later. she grunted angrily as she made her way to the fresh-kill pile, passing someone on the way there. she sniffed through the pile before picking a juicy mouse, thinking that if she ate she might have a better attitude or a better day. but deep down she knew that it wouldn't help.
she took a mighty bite of it, savoring the fresh and meaty taste of it before swallowing. in between bites she yawned, wishing she could go back to sleep but once the warrior got up there was no way she was going back to sleep. even though she went on many patrols, checking borders and hunting, she still had energy left inside her, expect in the mornings of course, as if there was a fire inside of her all ways lite. the female wasn't stupid, she knew that she had a great attitude and some didn't like it. she also had a lot of confidence, more then most, and it scard off some. but she never cared, if they didn't like her so be it. their fault anyways.GOOSEPAW - THE GENTLE
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gender tom / brute age 10 moons tagged with thornpaw theme song oh my love
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he gave small nod at thronpaw's statement. "I think the wet sand feels awesome, and it doesn't stick in your paws like wet sand does." he meowed, continuing to walk. once he got to a damp piece of dirt he sat down, curling his tail of his paws lazily. his whiskers twitched in amusement as the other apprentice was making his way ever so carefully over to goosepaw.
the grey and white male had to admit that the two weren't very close, but he still counted him as a great friend. he didn't have the same sarcastic and teasing humor as goosepaw, but that didn't matter. when bluepaw's green eyes were glowing from inside of the den, and he couldn't help but laugh. he shook his head, and waited for thornpaw to accompany him on the dirt.
Swanpaw
Tom
Six moons
Tags; Brightshine
Shadowtail
She-cat
Thirty-two moons
Tags; open
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