roseclan.

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{{yup & accepted

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@ross, pls reserve an apprentice for me! oh just a heads up my avatar and usernsme will be changing.

[~*Amber*~]

(Apologizes in advance, but I may leave if this rip does not start soon. Aqua (a friend of mine) always has identity crisises on her forms and they always take a long time, so if we are waiting on her it may be a while. If it is not to much to ask I think we should start to get some rap foundation down)

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{{regardless of forms being finished or not, we will start tomorrow ^^

[~*Amber*~]

(Awesome! That is fine with me~)

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The tom woke up with a stretch, yawning to himself as he padded out of the warriors' den. Today seemed like a rather nice day to hunt, so he figured he should probably figure out some patrols, though that could wait. He wasn't even sure anyone was awake yet. Birchfoot padded out to the fresh kill pile, snagging a vole before continuing on, allowing the sun to hit his pelt.

[~*Amber*~]

SorrelStorm

The camp entrance rustled and out came Sorrelstorm, her walking cycle being more of a march as she paraded around camp, the fact that she had been awake for a long while now was apparent. She placed a shrew into the low freshkill pile, making a mental note to hunt again later...but there were more important things to do. Her head wiped to face the apprentices den and he voice boomed in its direction "I warned you lazy bones to get up before I went hunting!" UP AND ADAM NO SLEEPING IN THE SUNS UP SO GET UP" The tom was not aggressive in anyway, more assertive than anything. After yelling like she did, she charged into the apprentice den and mere moments later apprentices flooded out, all startled and annoyed by Sorrelstorms 4th intrusion of the week. "Rub the sleep out of your eyes and get ready for the day." The calico called, striding out of the den with a grin, wondering why Honeypaw was not in there afterwards... Hmmm...

Honeypaw

Not this time.... Never again... Honeypaw lay outstretched on a smooth rock in a beam of the sun. He lay outstretched and at peace, soon his eye flickering to hear distance shouting from Sorrelstorm. He gave a prideful grin and rolled on his back, pulling his paws to his chest "Not today toots- not today. After a moment of laying still he rolled onto his paws and arched his back in a stretch before squinting to allow a moment for his eyes to adjust to the soft light. He stepped from the Rock and a couple paces over to the few shallow creek, lapping up some of the water, flicking a few of the round pebbles in the process. He then sauntered over back near his rock to a little nook to retrieve a dead magpie. It was the sloppiest kill of his life- and be that one of the only, but it was still food, and he would take it... After a moment of savoring the sight, he dug in

Spirit

Morning fog rolled in across the floral landscape, the aroma of lavender filling the air.The flower used to cover the dead is very potent, and not loved by everyone due to the association it has. Despite that, it flooded the air and the sun came out from a small cloud and illuminated the area, the sun revealing a figure of a cat in the fogs depths. The light seemed to paralyze the figure as it stopped, mid step before trotting into the open, in complete silence. No pitter patter followed her steps or even a stirring leaf to give away her position. Just eerie silence was enough to indicate that it must be a ghost, but as the cat stepped from the fog, it was obvious it was no spirit. She shook her pelt and blinked her deep blue eyes, grasping a old sparrow in her jaws. She glanced around before heading towards the border of the territory before resting at the base of the tree trunk, where she began to pluck the feathers from the bird before she was to eat. She short tail twitched and she lifted her gaze slowly as a noise seemed to approach, but she went back to the bird, taking a bite out of it before chewing with a small and weak grin. It did not take long for the sparrow to be reduced to nothing more than a pile of feathers and bones. She kicked some dirt over it before lifting her gaze to the marked border, making some sort of a wrinkled face in disgust before heading up the tree she sat under

[Takk]

Lichenstorm ♂|| Warrior ||39 moons||→None

His eyes remain tightly shut as the other warriors around him start to wake. It's not that he was lazy or didn't want to get up, but sleep had been dragging him down for about a moon now. His soft look fool preditors into thinking he was weak, the fox attack only a few days before had been another unlucky incident. With his sore wounds healed however, he's get an earful for sleeping in again, so hesitantly he uncurls his body and sits up. Not leaving the den quite yet, he grooms his face and paws to kill some time before he was ordered around again.

Vervainclaw ♀|| Warrior ||27 moons||→None

The grey and white she-cat was always up on time with her steady energy, something she swore was a gift from Starclan. Trotting out the Warriors den, her ears flick up hearing a loud voice with belong to her fellow warrior. The older cat was very strange, but she never admitted that to anyone out loud. With a lack of warriors it'd be unwise to make enemies since it was almost a guarantee they were on at least one patrol together everyday. Shifter her yellow eyes away from the noise, she took note of Birchfoot being awake as well. The strong tom was a fine cat in her eyes, but he seemed too solid sometimes to have any fun.

[Coco Bunny]

Alderstar sat beside his den, watching the Clan slowly wake up. His eyes narrowed a little in frustration as he watched Sorrelstorm yell to wake up The apprentices - again.

Echomist lay, exhausted, in the nursery. Her kits had kept her awake most of the night, and now they slept soundly, looking innocent.

[~*Amber*~]

SorrelStorm

A short lap around the camp and SorrelStorm was back to her regular antics "Morning Lichenstorm and Vevainclaw!" She chirped as she poked her head into the Warriors den "Ready to make the forest a better place?" She crouched slightly with a cocked head and a goofy grin "Maybe we can spare later? Hone our skills? Thanks you can tell me whether or not later bye!" She fled the scene before either could respond. She was unsusually chirper this morning but she saw nothing out of the ordinary. "Morning Birchfoot~" she greeted the deputy by the freshkill pile, plucking a tan rabbit from the pile " Just giving this to Echomist, I'll be out in time to hear what is going on with patrols" she headed towards the nursery, pausing for a moment as she was near alderstar and his den "morin adderdar!" She spoke through the rabbits fur and waved her tail in greeting before collecting herself to calmly enter the nursery. "Echomist? Is this a good time, I got you some food" she spoke gently after setting down the rabbit, knowing what happened last time she barged in, poor kits may grow up cautious of her