[✦]ｄａｗｎｃｌａｎ- open and accepting!

[firelily,]

Ivyfrost|queen|expecting kits|tagged: Lilystar

Ivyfrost lifted her head as Lilystar walked in. She dipped her head respectfully to the clan leader and replied, "They're well. At least, I hope they are." Her usual calm expression was taken over by a worried look.

[bri']

ↁ ᗴ ᒪ ᓰ ᒪ ᗩ ᕼ
she-cat ▶ 32 moons ▶ loner ▶ no crush

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currently ▶ looking for
a snack
mood ▶ wary, curious
location ▶ near the
eastern border
tagged ▶ open
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Delilah had been travelling all night and most of the previous day. Her paws were beginning to grow sore and her muscles were starting to ache, but she had yet to find a place that she felt comfortable enough to call home. At least, for the next couple of days, that was. Delilah had never stayed anywhere longer than a week during this past year of her life, and she wasn't planning on changing that trend anytime soon. Even though her temporary home didn't require perfection, Delilah still needed to find a spot with a nearby water supply and enough food for her to keep up her strength until she moved again. The sandy colored feline continued on her way, ignoring the pleading of her muscles and the complaints of her paw pads. Her light blue eyes traveled around the forest in front of her. It was then that the loner stopped, and pricked her ears, suddenly aware of a fact that she had somehow missed. She was currently surrounded by the smell of other cats. And not just one or two, this seemed to be a whole flock of felines, something that Delilah had never come across before. Her eyes instantly narrowed and she investigated the scents around her. The further she walked forward, the stronger that the scents became, and so she assumed this to be a border of the cats' territory. She grumbled slightly, thinking that she would have to walk around the entire territory to continue on her way, and she had no idea how large an area that this flock of felines had claimed. It put quite the damper on the she-cat's day. Delilah turned, the motion straining an exhausted muscle in her shoulder. The movement caused her to wince, and she stopped, rethinking her decision for a moment. If the territory was rather large, Delilah thought that she might be able to cut through it if she was smart about it. Certainly the cats that lived here wouldn't find little Delilah in such a large forest, would they? Besides, she knew that if she went around the territory, that she would have to rest some point soon and there was no guarantee of a safe den. However, from where she stood, the loner's pale blue eyes could already spot a small area under some gnarled roots that she could dig out a little more and rest for the night. Surely one night couldn't get her into any harm. And the area within the scent markers was most likely safer from predators than the unclaimed territory. And so, Delilah made her decision, however risky it was, and finished crossing over the scent line. She made her way over to the base of the tree with the gnarled roots that she had spotted and dug herself out a nice little den. Once she had done that, the loner pricked her eyes and looked around, making sure that no one else was in her nearby vicinity before she slunk off to find a small snack to sate her hunger.

[nimrod.]

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.☪.....F I R E F A N G

-{ tagged ; Delilah, Willowtail, Wrenfoot & Vervainclaw }-

--------- Eyes scanned over the three warriors collected before him, taking in the things that made each one unique from the other. Willowtail's petite, yet strong frame, Vervainclaw's ever trying demeanor to Wrenfoot's rather angular facial features. Waiting as Willowtail joined the group, he wondered to himself if he should find his apprentice Leafpaw and request her to come along, but decided against it, figuring that after all of the work they have been doing recently the young she-cat deserved a morning of rest. Firefang debated over if he should let someone know so that they could inform her upon her wakening, but decided against it, knowing she wouldn't be worried about being left out of a single patrol.

It was difficult to refrain from raising a brow as he heard Wrenfoot's ever so slightly disgruntled response, showing an ever so slight frown of disapproval, though went know further being as he felt his feelings toward the attitude were known. "Oh Vervainclaw, how you pick up the most fallen of us all," Firefang murmured with a delighted glint in his eyes as he looked down upon the she-cat. She had always been one he felt high regards towards due to her ever so joyous view on life. The clan needed cats like her to help keep everyone sane and hopeful.

Walking towards the camp's main pathway, he turned to look over his shoulder, watching as the trio trotted after him. "And off we go," Firefang murmured softly, his tail waving behind him as the set of cats made their way to the northern border, deciding to start at the nearest. It did not take them long before they came close to the end of their patrol. It was a rather uneventful day, though they had come across the stale scent of a fox near their western edge. The only issue at that location, luckily, was that there had been the pointless killing of several rabbits, having appeared the fox did it purely out of the joy.

Figuring that since they had been out for long enough and deciding the borders all seemed well, Firefang opened his mouth to dismiss the others to do as they pleased, when the scent of an unfamiliar cat struck him. His ears stood alert on his broad head, flicking his tail behind him in an order for everyone to remain silent and to stay as they were. Softly stepping across the cool ground, he followed the scent to the border, identifying where the strange she-cat had crossed. Continuing along the rather fresh trail, he arrived at the base of a hollow tree, frowning ever so slightly as he noticed she seemed to have formed a rather trodden den.

Making his way back to his warriors, Firefang looked over them, wondering to himself how he should handle the situation. A lone she-cat did not appear much a threat for him to handle on his own, and the clan desperately needed fresh kills at the time. Giving an ever so soft sigh, he dipped his head to the cats before him in dismissal. "I shall search for the intruder alone. Right now we need all the food we can get, with two queens and a large clan to feed, leafbare is making things more painful than we can afford," he finished, watching as they dispersed before he turned, returning to the makeshift den so that he could follow the scent to its owner.

The further along the trail Firefang went, the more apparent it became that she had not traveled far, thankfully, she was not anywhere close to the camp at the time. Hearing movement, he quickly flicked his eyes, catching sight of a cream, dusty she-cat as she prowled through the underbrush of his clan's territory, causing for him to watch disapprovingly, knowing she was doing her best to hunt. Giving a sharp, deep growl to alert her of his presence, he stepped out of the cover and walked to stand before her, his large frame enough to intimidate anyone. "You have no right to be on this land, let alone taking what is not yours," he began, though suddenly a pang struck his once cold heart, nearly causing him to jump in surprise.

Firefang released a sigh, tail lowering behind him as he showed to the she-cat that he was not her enemy. In a quiet voice, he looked around their surroundings, "I will help you to hunt so that you can rest your weary body, it is apparent you have been traveling for a great time," he spoke, eying over her distraught coat, wondering to himself how a she-cat like herself ever came to meet these lands.

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[bri']

ↁ ᗴ ᒪ ᓰ ᒪ ᗩ ᕼ
she-cat ▶ 32 moons ▶ loner ▶ no crush

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mood ▶ wary, nervous
location ▶ near the
eastern border
tagged ▶ firefang
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After leaving the shallow den that she had dug out, Delilah went in search of prey. As she scented and searched for something small to quell the pangs within her stomach, she noted that there didn't seem to be hardly any signs of an abundant food source in the area. This confused the sandy colored she-cat. Surely a group of felines this large would have enough prey to sustain them, if not extra, right? She frowned lightly, before putting the thought to the back of her mind. Perhaps prey was more easily found in a different part of the territory.

As she slunk through the underbrush, doing her best to remain silent, Delilah put her light pink nose to the ground and tried to pick up any trace of prey. Eventually, she scented vole. This caused the she-cat's whole demeanor to lighten. Her eyes got brighter and her jaws parted, her tongue rasping over her whiskers as she thought about catching a nice, plump, juicy tidbit. She was practically salivating as she hadn't eaten in nearly 3 days. Delilah crouched down even lower as she followed the scent trail, her muscles tense and her every paw step a planned and precise movement. It only took her a couple of moments to find the tiny rodent. It was scrabbling about in a small pile of leaves. Delilah was a bit disappointed, as the vole was not as plump as it had been in her mind's eye. In fact, it was rather skinny and seemingly malnourished. Food was food, however, and Delilah was eager for any little morsel. She she bunched her muscles together, and leaned her weight onto her hind end, preparing to pounce, when a growl sounded not too far behind her.

Delilah froze instantly, watching the tiny vole scurry away, before she gathered her wits and turned, trying to convey confidence and ease within her posture. She wanted in no way to seem weak or an easy target in the eyes of whoever had approached her. Her eyes narrowed slightly, and she ignored the pale tom's first remark in an effort to not seem scared or worried. When the tom before her spoke again, her eyes narrowed even more due to her independent, prideful attitude.

"I don't need your help. I am perfectly capable of hunting for myself." She said with a bit of a growl. Delilah knew that she was trespassing and she also knew that being rude probably wouldn't win her much sympathy, but there was one thing that the she-cat hated more than anything else. Pity. She could not stand being pitied. The sandy colored she-cat had been on her own she was little, and she was more than capable of handling herself. This tom seemed kind enough, at least when he assumed that she needed his help, that Delilah didn't think that he would outright attack her, and so she took a calculated risk. Despite her talk and all of the confidence she was attempting to exude, Delilah was still weak underneath it all. The she-cat, beneath her fluffy pelt, which was currently dirty and disheveled, was rather skinny. The only thing about her that remained pretty and unaffected by her physical state were her large blue eyes. But even those were now contorted into a narrow glare.

[.:Whimsical.Ghosts:.]

(Mark)

[bing cherry]

|Ｗｉｌｌｏｗｔａｉｌ|tagged; Delilah, Firefang
Willowtail growled quietly as she was sent away by Firefang. Where is he off to? I want to go! she complained to herself. After reaching camp, she hesitated for a moment before plunging back into the forest. Willowtail tracked Firefang's scent trail and wrinkled her nose as she smelled another scent, completely unfamiliar to her. Willowtail peeked out from behind a tree and narrowed her eyes. Intruder! And why was Firefang talking to her? After listening to their short and tense conversation, she slowly retreated, not wanting to spy. However, curiosity got the best of her and Willowtail stepped back to the tree, making sure she couldn't be seen. If Firefang sees me, he'll tell Lilystar I was spying! She'll be furious! Willowtail swallowed uneasily. Any other warrior would have leaped out and attacked if they saw an intruder on Dawnclan territory...am I too weak to be a fierce warrior? She flattened her ears, turned tail, and fled back to camp. "No one will know about that," she promised herself. She bounded to the warriors' den, exhausted, and drifted into sweet dreams.

[Queen_Conker]

Cottonheart
she-cat ☼ Medicine cat
She woke easily as the sun rose, the light filling her den. She got up, stretching out her front paws and yawning gently, before poking her head out of the den. 'Still leafbare, then' she though, as although the sun was out the wind was still cold on her face. She left the den, looking about the camp.

Reedtail
tom-cat ☆ warrior
Although he was awake, he stayed in the nest for a little longer, having a later hunt in the previous moon-high. He huffed, annoyed that he was awake now, and not later. Still, he got up and sat by the entrance of the den, seeing who was about.

[.:Whimsical.Ghosts:.]

[name] Angelpaw
[age] 8 Moons
[gender] She-cat
[rank] Apprentice
[rank wanted] Warrior
[traits] Shy, Socially awkward
[history-optional] Grew up in clan, parents died before she opened her eyes.
[crush/mate/kits] Open
[kin] Deceased, Siblings Open
[anything else?] Nope

[name] Russetstripe
[age] 21 Moons
[gender] Tom
[rank] Warrior
[rank wanted] Deputy/Leader
[traits] Bold, Brave, Confident
[history-optional] Had a normal clan-bred life.
[crush/mate/kits] Open
[kin] Siblings open
[anything else?] Nope

[name] Foxpaw
[age] 9 Moons
[gender] Tom
[rank] Apprentice
[rank wanted] Warrior
[traits] Sly, Kind, Careful
[history-optional] He was a rouge taken in by the clan.
[crush/mate/kits] Open
[kin] Siblings Open
[anything else?] Nope

[lysistraticmuse]

Brokenstone tom;58 moons; Senior Warriortags;; Ivyfrost, Lilystar, Comfreyfeather; Nursery
His mind whirled win thoughts of what he would have to do for the clan today. It was leaf bare, and prey was very scarce. Ivyfrost was due to have her kits soon, and Comfreyfeather had four small kits to feed. The clan would have to go into over drive trying to find prey to feed everyone. Despite the cold of the wind, he was able to stay warm in his place at the middle of the den. Being a senior warrior had its perks sometimes, he supposed. The tom felt movement in the den and cracked open an eye to see a few Warriors leave the den. His lean muscles felt wonderful as he stretched and rose into a sitting position. He gave himself a quick wash and padded quietly out of the warm den, his fur bristling as he stepped into the cold. Due to his fluffy coat, he didn't get as cold as some of his clanmates, but it still didn't desensitize him from the shock of cold after first waking up. His paws carried him over to check on the fresh kill pile. It looked as scarce as it always did during these moons. A sigh escaped him, and he supposed he should hunt after checking in with Lilystar. He padded towards the nursery and moved through the small opening to see Lilystar and Ivyfrost chatting. Comfreyfeather was beginning to stir, so he mewed a greeting to all of them. "Good morning. Lilystar, is it alright if I go out hunting, or do you have something else you'd prefer me to do?"


Comfreyfeather she-cat;27 moons;Queen tags;;
Her ears pricked at Lilystar's voice, addressing Ivyfrost and the wellbeing of the kits inside her swollen belly. She smiled, purring at the feeling of her kits laying curled up beside her. As of on cue they started mewling, wanting some milk and more warmth. The she-cat opened her eyes and stretched delicately, still very sore from kitting. "Goodmorning Lilystar, Ivyfrost," she mewed sweetly, rolling into her side so her kits could eat. She noticed Brokenstone padding into the nursery and smiled as he entered. "Would you mind bringing me something from the fresh kill pile Brokenstone?"


Finchkit tom;less than one moon;Kit Comfreyfeather
The tiny tom started mewling, pushing his siblings gently to get to his mother for milk. He was chilly and hungry, so what else was he supposed to do? His eyes weren't working yet, so he used his nose to find where he was supposed to go, taking big paw steps to get there.


Hawkkit she-cat;less than one moon;Kit tags;; Comfreyfeather
She mewed as she got pushed by her brother, padding next to him so she could eat too, letting Skykit get beside her, sheltering her sibling.


Cloudkit she-cat;less than one moon;Kit tags;;Comfreyfeather
The tiny ball of fur was awoken by her siblings going to her mother for food, she was glad though, her stomach was rumbling. She used her nose to follow the sweet scent of milk mixed with juniper berries to find her mother, hoping for some milk.


Skykit tom;less than one moon;Kit tags;; Comfreyfeather
The shy tom crawled towards his mother's stomach, not knowing where he should go. His sister moved to allow him passage and he took it gladly.


Pepper she-cat;6 moons;Kittypet tags;;Firefang, Deliah
It was a boring day in her two leg household. Both humans had left for work, the dog was put away, and no one else in the neighborhood seemed to be awake. She was always bored, not content to just lay around all day unlike the other kittypets around. She wanted to be like the clan cats that sometimes happened to stumble around her garden. Her eyes would light up as she watched them from atop her fence, hunting and training. That's the life that she wanted to live, and her dress constantly reminded her of this. The she-cat wanted to explore today, leaping down from her fence onto the forest floor. A purr escaped her as her paws felt the cold forest ground. The warmth of her house appealed to her, but this appealed more than the rest of it. Her paws took her further into the forest, smelling the scents of many cats at what she guessed was a marker of some sorts. After a while, she stumbled upon a few cats, one seemingly belonging to the clan and the other a loner. A small squeak escaped her, as she didn't want to disturb the two.

[Chrysalism]

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Fallenpaw
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T H E B A S I C S

Name; Fallenpaw
Age; 8 moons
Gender; Female
Rank; Apprentice
Desired Rank; Warrior. Deputy could be possible in the distant future but its just an idea if the deputy dies or becomes an elder.
Description; Completely black she cat with mischieveous amber eyes.

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D I G G I N G D E E P E R

Personality; Appears cold and rude at first, but once you get to know her, she's very loyal and understanding. It takes time to get to this point though, since her trust is hard to gain. She has a sharp tongue which often makes her appear rude. She doesn't like being told what to do, and will blatantly disobey authorities to do what she feels is the best in a situation. Extremely loyal towards her friends and clanmates and will protect them with her life. She loves adventuring and causing mischief with the few friends she has.
History; (Optional) Her mother was clan born but ran off with a rogue as a child, leaving her and her littermate. Her father was also clan born but died soon after her birth. She despises her mother.
Kin; Maplepaw, brother.

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L O V E L I F E

Mate; None but would love one in the future
Kits; None but again, would like to have kits in the future
Crush; None, open. PM me if you want to discuss something about Fallenpaw and your cat.

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E X T R A I N F O R M A T I O N

Future name; Fallenfeather, for soft fluffiness of her fur, and her ability to sneak around without the slightest sound.
Past name(s); Fallenkit
Past mentors/apprentices; N/A
Current mentor/apprentice;Dont know who her mentor would be
Scars; None
Other; None

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Maplepaw
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T H E B A S I C S

Name; Maplepaw
Age; 8 moons
Gender; Male
Rank; Apprentice
Desired Rank; Warrior
Description; Russet colored tom cat with warm amber eyes. Darker russet stripe running down his spine and tail.

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D I G G I N G D E E P E R

Personality; Very kind and compassionate. He always loves to climb trees or hang out with other apprentices to get to know them more. He's very confident, but won't brag about it.
History; Same as Fallenpaw's
Kin; Fallenpaw, sister

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L O V E L I F E

Mate; Would love one in the future
Kits; Refer to above
Crush; Would like to have him have a crush, PM me!

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E X T R A I N F O R M A T I O N

Future name; Mapletail sounds pretty, or Maplestripe or Maplestreak for his stripe running down his back/tail.
Past name(s); Maplekit
Past mentors/apprentices; None
Current mentor/apprentice; No idea
Scars; None
Other; Nah c:

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Edits: Changed Russetpaw MAPLEpaw's name to, well, Maplepaw. To avoid confusion with Russetstripe. ^^'