[❝☁] ＳＷＩＦＴＣＬＡＮ || the quick. [☁❞]

[ⱠɎⱤ₳Ɽ₳-ＦＩＲＥ6832]

Dusk♀ - 16 Moons - Loner - Tags - None

Dusk wandered around for a few minutes, trying to find the cats. Suddenly, she spotted a white/cream cat with a grey tabby together. The grey tabby was digging it's sharp claws into the bark of a tree and speaking to the white/cream cat. It must be the mentor of that white cat. Otherwise, why would the white cat listen so very intently? Dusk thought to herself, poking through the leaves of a bushy bush. She made up her mind to say a small 'hi' to them and probably make some friends. Putting on a cheery and friendly look, the tortoiseshell molly bounded out of her fern with her tail waving from side to side.

Soot♂ - 18 Moons - Loner - Tags - None

Soot sighed deeply, his furry tail sweeping the ground as he trudged on. All he could smell was a bunch of jumbled up herb scents and fresh smelling flowers. Those mixed up smelt like cinnamon rolls. Mmm...delicious! But they were herbs. He didn't need any herbs right now, plus, he wouldn't know which one was safe and which one was dangerous. He bit his tongue while walking on and on until suddenly, the smell of dogs wafted into his nose.

{Gonna make this interesting ahhahahah}

[« Misty »]

... Jaysong ...

Tag/s; Sagepaw
Chrush; Branchfall

"Now you're getting the hang of it!" Jaysong turned to see a plump squauking blackbird perched on a branch overhead. Dumb birds the molly thought to herself. Don't know when to be quiet. "We've been lucky to have three chances in one session, considering leaf - bare only just finished. Now is your chance to show me if you can do that with real prey." she whispered, flicking her tail tip to the huge feathered bird.

... Fernkit ...

Tags; Otterkit, Reedkit, Doveheart kit recogni
Crush; too young

Fernkit blinked open his faint blue eyes. He was surprised by the sudden flash of colour and brightness. He looked around the den, excitedly. I've opened my eyes, I've opened my eyes! The tom-kit searched for his mother. Fernkit looked in amazement at his queen. Her pelt looks like mine! He looked at his brother and sister beside him. They look like me too! He gently nudged his mother. "look mum! I've opened my eyes!" he whispered, not to disturb anyone resting in the den.

[radioactive;]

~ＡＳＰＥＮＨＥＡＲＴ
rank warrior | mood neutral | location camp clearing | crush no one | tagged dawnclan

❄ aspenheart shifted in her sleep, mumbling softly. her ears flicked as they picked up the faint chatter of those already up and about. she lifted an eyelid to register those sleeping beside her, then to the exit of the den, where rays of sunlight shone through faintly.
it's about time i got up. she gazed around the warriors' den, only to register that she was the only one left inside. i'm late! aspen, you mousebrain... she cursed herself quietly while quickly proceeding to the camp clearing. a flick of her ears. cats were milling about with apprentices and mentors heading out to train.
what do i do?

[open for interaction!]

[Tsukỉ]

[ooc ; none] [mentioned ; highlight word] [♂ apprentice 10 moons form ]

xxixxx
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hunting
He soared around the forest, hopping and trailing after the swift rab
bit. Maybe, just maybe, this would be his first catch! Eskerpaw had n
ever caught any prey before, he'd just find dying mice and give them
a nimble bite to the neck. His keen nose was used as prey-sniffing de
vice.. as well as.. herbs. Herbs, herbs, herbs. A constant, leering co
nflict in his life. The jealousy of not being able to become the medic
-ine cat apprentice. It was far too incomprehensible to of thought a
bout it, but it was still real. Eskerpaw wasn't quite ready to accept t
-his truth. He hoped and dreamed for the day that both Frostfeather
and Minkpaw would be out of camp, and he'd stand in for the both of
them, proving to his Clan that he was a superior cat of medicine. Bu
-t, it's not like it was going to happen. Or maybe! If Frostfeath-- no.
He was everything but vigorous. He pounced on the rabbit, which tri
ed to wiggle out of his dangerous clutches, and fought back harshly.
He squinted his eyes; he didn't like the violence. He leaned in slowly
and...
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[Tsukỉ]

[ooc ; none] [mentioned ; highlight word] [♂ apprentice 10 moons form ]

xxixxx
────────────────────────────────────────────
hunting
He soared around the forest, hopping and trailing after the swift rab
bit. Maybe, just maybe, this would be his first catch! Eskerpaw had n
ever caught any prey before, he'd just find dying mice and give them
a nimble bite to the neck. His keen nose was used as prey-sniffing de
vice.. as well as.. herbs. Herbs, herbs, herbs. A constant, leering co
nflict in his life. The jealousy of not being able to become the medic
-ine cat apprentice. It was far too incomprehensible to of thought a
bout it, but it was still real. Eskerpaw wasn't quite ready to accept t
-his truth. He hoped and dreamed for the day that both Frostfeather
and Minkpaw would be out of camp, and he'd stand in for the both of
them, proving to his Clan that he was a superior cat of medicine. Bu
-t, it's not like it was going to happen. Or maybe! If Frostfeath-- no.
He was everything but vigorous. He pounced on the rabbit, which tri
ed to wiggle out of his dangerous clutches, and fought back harshly.
He squinted his eyes; he didn't like the violence. He leaned in slowly
and...
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[believe-hwu]

Ｓｗａｎｆｅａｔｈｅｒ
The pure white molly waited patiently for a response from her brown and black apprentice.

Ａｄｄｅｒｐａｗ
The russet tom looked around for his mentor for a while before giving up and leaving camp.

[ⱠɎⱤ₳Ɽ₳-ＦＩＲＥ6832]

Dusk♀ - 16 Moons - Loner - Tags - None

Dusk wandered around for a few minutes, trying to find the cats. Suddenly, she spotted a white/cream cat with a grey tabby together. The grey tabby was digging it's sharp claws into the bark of a tree and speaking to the white/cream cat. It must be the mentor of that white cat. Otherwise, why would the white cat listen so very intently? Dusk thought to herself, poking through the leaves of a bushy bush. She made up her mind to say a small 'hi' to them and probably make some friends. Putting on a cheery and friendly look, the tortoiseshell molly bounded out of her fern with her tail waving from side to side.

Soot♂ - 18 Moons - Loner - Tags - None

Soot sighed deeply, his furry tail sweeping the ground as he trudged on. All he could smell was a bunch of jumbled up herb scents and fresh smelling flowers. Those mixed up smelt like cinnamon rolls. Mmm...delicious! But they were herbs. He didn't need any herbs right now, plus, he wouldn't know which one was safe and which one was dangerous. He bit his tongue while walking on and on until suddenly, the smell of dogs wafted into his nose.

{Gonna make this interesting ahhahahah}