by lysistraticmuse » Sun Feb 28, 2016 3:09 am
Brokenstone tom;58 moons; Senior Warriortags;; Brookpaw, Maplepaw, Willowtail; Nursery
A hardy laugh made its way into the warrior's throat. "Hunting training, and then perhaps some sparing between you and Brookpaw. Of course, after you spar with me," he mewed playfully. Duties needed to be performed, and training needed to be done seriously, but sometimes it was better to be playful with his enthusiastic apprentice. Wistfully, he thought back to the days when he was an apprentice, when Dawnstar still lead the clan. Lilystar was just beginning her training as he finished his, but she had always done beautifully. He was glad to be one of her senior Warriors, it was such an honor. Blue fur contrasted greatly against the Russet fur of his apprentice when he brushed his tail against the smaller cat. "Like you said, it is rather crowded in her. Shall we head out?" He was stopped by the entry of Fallenpaw asking to train with them. "I'm fine with it, let's go!"
Comfreyfeather she-cat;27 moons;Queen tags;;Ivyfrost
She purred a thank you to Ivyfrost and made her way around the Warriors in front. "Shh, my kits are trying to sleep. You guys need to get your training in," she mewed playfully, but meaningless. The red queen moved them out and padded gently to the medicine den. Kitting was a very painful process that left her feeling sore and sick for days after. Her nose twitched at the smell of herbs and berries coming from the den as she slid into the entrance. "Cottonheart," she mewed quietly trying to get the medicine cats attention.
Finchkit tom;less than one moon;Kit Comfreyfeather
He mewed at the scent of Ivyfrost but then settled back to sleep.
Hawkkit she-cat;less than one moon;Kit tags;; Comfreyfeather
She didn't stir and just slept.
Cloudkit she-cat;less than one moon;Kit tags;;Comfreyfeather
Cloudkit mewed in her sleep at the shift but went back to sleep quickly.
Skykit tom;less than one moon;Kit tags;; Comfreyfeather
The Tom continued to sleep peacefully.
Pepper she-cat;6 moons;Kittypet tags;;Firefang, Deliah
The kit leaned forward and examined the den. It wasn't as comfortable or as friendly as what she was familiar to, but that was alright. She would have to get used to it if she wanted to become a clan cat, as great as what Firefang described. "Sure, it'll be fine. Oh, how I wish I could just come with you now. I can't wait," she purred quietly, padding after the tom. Unsure of what the older tom was doing, she just tried to imitate him. Her thin body moved a little clumsily as she fell into the stance. She flicked her red tail towards Delilah. "Are you coming?" The sweet tone of her voice whispered to the two cats, not wanting to mess up. The scent of a squirrel entered her nose and she slunk quietly towards it, her form not perfect, but just good enough to work. Barely. Claws sunk into the unsuspecting squirrels shoulder, trying to make it so that she could go for the poor thing's neck. It struggled wildly, almost escaping her several times before she was able to break its neck. The lean bodied cat bent down and picked up the squirrel in her jaws, very excited to have succeeded. "Is this okay?," she asked, very excited.
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