❝. ( ＯＣＥＡＮＣＬＡＮ ) .❞

[sel]

ᗯEᗷᗯᕼIᔕKEᖇ
(tom) (warrior) (crush; echolight) (app.; wolfpaw) (tags; open)

the lean black tom lay comfortably in camp, the remains of his breakfast only scattered bones that now lay at his paws. His head was tilted back, and at first glance it might appear that webwhisker was dozing contentedly in the morning sunlight. However, webwhisker was very much awake. He was watching through narrowed eyes as the camp stir to life as his clan mates roused one-by-one from their dens.
He had spotted Raventail already, and made certain to appear alert. He wasn't going to ask for it specifically, but the warrior tom wanted to go out. Webwhisker never had any desire to stay in camp, so it was always a pleasure for him to leave camp. For now, though, his tail flicked back and forth across the ground as he waited for something to happen.

ᔕKYᔕTOᖇᗰ
(molly) (warrior) (crush; x) (app.; rabbitpaw) (tags; raventail, smallwhisker)

Skystorm, being one of the first up, made her way swiftly over to the clan deputy when she spotted the dark-furred molly. Her pace slowed, though, and she lifted her chin, when she saw smallwhisker approaching Raventail as well. Skystorm had had the intentions of striking up a conversation with the deputy, as she did consider Raventail a friend, but now thought twice. By the looks of it, Smallwhisker was readying himself to ask something of Raventail, so she beat him to it.
Striding over to Raventail and Smallwhisker, she cleared her throat to make them aware of her presence, and turned her head pointedly away from the tom warrior. "Hey Raventail." Skystorm greeted the clan deputy politely. "Have you planned the patrols for today? Any chance I could get in on a hunting patrol? Maybe leading one?" Skystorm said that last part with a joking tone, although she honestly did want to lead a patrol.

ᗪᗩᑭᑭᒪEᑭEᒪT
(molly) (warrior) (crush; juniperheart) (app.; mosspaw) (tags; open)

sleeping, feel free to wake her.

ᗩᑎTᑭᗩᗯ
(tom) (app.) (crush; dovepaw) (mentor; juniperheart) (tags; open)

antpaw didn't really feel like getting up that morning. his moss nest was much cozier than anywhere else in camp, and his dreams were welcoming. in this particular dream, he was a warrior catching prey on the patrol he was leading. every time he made a kill that was especially difficult or impressive, disembodied voices (he assumed they were of the cats on his patrol, though he couldn't see them anywhere around) cheered and praised him. yes, he would much rather stay as dream antpaw, tucked warmly into moss nest and hoping that his mentor would forget about that day's training.

[Tsukỉ]

C R E S E N T S T A R
(she-cat - leader - in her den)

Please forgive me.
The she-cat woke up, the light blinding her eyes. It was another day in OceanClan, another
day of ruling her beloved clan. The yawning mouthes of kits, gaping for their mother, the big, stern warr
iors to the most senile elder, were all depending on her. The burdens of leadership was clearly still ther
e, but.. in reality, it felt as if nothing was truly crawling on her back, eyeing her every move. Another da
y was here. The dark she-cat lifted herself up. Putting aside whatever thought still lingered in her head.
Nothing from that ever mattered, nor did anyone care, so the she-cat drifted out of her den. All the war
riors, in peace. Nothing was here that could ruin it, so her every decision, was no longer a joust against f
ate and will. Enough blabbering. She walked towards the fresh-kill pile, grabbing a freshy-caught m
ackarel. Out of all the prey, the cool, salty taste of a fish was the greatest of all. Savoring it's flavor, Cr
esentstar began padding her way over to Raventail, who was besides Skystorm, Smallwhisker, both asking
to be a part in a patrol. The she-cat mumbled to herself, approaching them. "Raventail," she mewed.

"If you don't mind, why don't you set up a hunting patrol?"

[sin.namoroll]

➸ ＥＣＨＯＬＩＧＨＴ！
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{ warrior } { she cat } { no crush } { warriors' den } { open }

echolight is asleep, but feel free to wake her up!

➸ ＣＬＯＵＤＰＡＷ！
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{ apprentice } { tom } { crush : sunpaw } { camp } { wolfpaw, open }

cloudpaw stirred, feeling early sunlight on his black and white fur. stumbling to his paws, the tom almost fell on top of wolfpaw, who was sleeping in the nest near his own. he mouthed a silent 'sorry' before heading out of the den. the sand beneath his paws tickled his pads, making him smile. sitting down, he curled his tail around his paws and enjoyed the sunlight that soaked into his fur. the gentle roaring of the nearby ocean could be heard as waves crashed against the shore. not many cats were up and about this early, but that's what cloudpaw liked. at this time of day, the camp was calm, and you could hear the sea. it calmed the apprentice's nerves, and made him feel at peace.

➸ ＰＥＴＡＬ！
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{ loner } { she cat } { no crush } { territory } { open }

petal was awake well before dawn, already roaming the oceanclan territory in search of prey. the loner hadn't eaten for a few sunrises, and her belly had taken complete control over her body. her brown tabby paws landed softly on the forest floor, and the crashing of the ocean drowned out what little sound they made. sniffing the air, the she cat picked up the scent of vole, and began to follow it through the trees. petal never normally went down to the ocean, mainly because she disliked the feeling of wet sand beneath her paws, not to mention the water. it was salty and disgusting, not to mention the fish. personally, the loner despised fish. they were cold and wet and tasted like salt. they didn't leave the same full, satisfactory and warm feeling that forest prey did. this is why petal remained in the forest, on the cliff, as far above the ocean as she could get.

when she spotted the vole underneath a tree, she lowered herself so her belly fur brushed the ground, creeping around the creature until she was facing its back. then she sprang, kicking up dust and a couple of pebbles. she landed on it and killed it cleanly, purring quietly with satisfaction as she settled down and started to eat it.

➸ ＣＵＲＲＥＮＴＦＯＯＴ！
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{ elder } { tom } { no crush } { elders' den } { open }

the cranky elder woke up with a grumble. usually he wasn't awake until far later in the day, but the chirping of nearby birds woke him much before he'd liked to. "i wish those birds would learn to shut their beaks! ain't good for no'in' but food." he grumbled, his old bones creaking as he adjusted to a new position. "the huntin' patrol better get up nice and early to catch some of 'em. i could just do with a nice blackbird." currentfoot mumbled as he closed his eyes and tried to fall asleep again.

{{ @noir, i don't think i can finish my relations today, i'm so sorry! }}

[hayzel]

[sorry for the lack of coding! i don't have access to a computer until friday, but i'll pretty up my posts then c:]

sunpaw
sunpaw woke up, opening her eyes. instantly regretting her choice, the apprentice clenched her eyes shut tight. the light had hurt her amber eyes for a few moments, but she soon found herself open them again. with care, sunpaw cleaned through her ginger fur. she got rid any stray bits of debris which may have gotten caught in her fur whilst she was sleeping. sunpaw soon stood up, leaving the den altogether. few cats were actually up, to sunpaws delight. after all, she preferred the quieter times of the day. besides, it was one of the few moments she got to herself, as her mentor would soon drag her away to learn about herbs. Not that it was a bad thing. infact, sunpaw actually enjoyed it.

rainwhisker
rainwhisker remains asleep, silently in his nest. he'd made a habit of sleeping in late, and today was no different.

rosefall
having been awake for a while, she finally decided to leave her comfortable nest. the warrior weaved through the many nests of the den, careful not to stand on her denmates. rosefall sat in the camp, outside the warriors den. she casted quick glances towards the fresh kill pile, debating if she should take prey, or wait until she'd caught somethig herself, or at least until her clanmates had eaten.

hawk
the young loner remains asleep. he resided in the bottom of a tree. the roots at the bottom had split, creating a den like structure, where he could temporarily rest.

[ienrir]

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ℬ𝒆𝒆𝓽𝓵𝒆𝓹𝓪𝔀
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ｓｈｅ－ｃａｔ
ｓｉｘ ｍｏｏｎｓ
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[ｔａｇｇｅｄ：cloudpaw, open ] [ｌｏｃａｔｉｏｎ：camp ] [ｃｒｕｓｈ：none ]

Pale, blue eyes blinked open against the filtered, grey light that stretched into the abandoned burrow. The muffled sound of shifting paws had roused the young cat, so she once again found herself staring into the unfamiliar darkness of the apprentice's den. For a moment she curled tighter against the dawn chill, leaning back to search for her mother's warmth. Though, a flicker of realisation passed over her gaze only moments later, and she slowly lifted her chin so she could peer over at her denmates. The other apprentices were already stirring, prompting her to hurry to her paws and weave her way out the den; carefully avoiding her sleeping peer's tails. She moved passed the entrance with a silent grace, stoic as she scanned for her mentor; though she paused when spotting Cloudpaw, offering a nod in greeting. She considered attempting conversation, but settled for a quick "Good morning" Before hurrying off to the fresh kill pile.
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𝓢𝓲𝓵𝓿𝒆𝓻𝓫𝓻𝓸𝓸𝓴
ｗａｒｒｉｏｒ
ｔｏｍ
ｆｏｒｔｙ ｍｏｏｎｓ
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[ｔａｇｇｅｄ：hornetfang ] [ ｌｏｃａｔｉｏｎ：camp ] [ ｃｒｕｓｈ：none ]

The tom stretched out his forepaws sluggishly; rolling the night's stiffness from his shoulders. Early rises were nothing new to him, his eyes seeming to crack open the moment streaks of grey filtered in through the entrance. Casting one last glance about the den, he pushed his way out and into the dim light of dawn; visibly sighing in content. The camp was barely beginning to wake, though he did spot the familiar pelts of his leader and deputy across the clearing; everyone's eyes seemed drawn to them; expectant.

Acknowledging it may be some time before the morning patrols were set, he turned his gaze to Hornetfang; a smile curling at the corner of his lips. "G'morning, Hornetfang." He drawled, making himself comfortable by the dens entrance. "Are you hoping to get out on a patrol as well? It seems everyone and their apprentice wants to be marking boarders." He gestured toward Smallwhisker and Skystorm, both lingering near their deputy, with a mrrow of laughter.
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[QuIT;]

X

XXXＳＭＡＬＬＷＨＩＳＫＥＲ
☁ Warrior • Tom • 22 Moons • Mate/Crush-less • Waiting • Camp • Tags: Raventail & Skystorm

Watching Skystorm approach Raventail Smallwhisker waited for her response. Finishing the last bite of his breakfast he thought idly to himself.
It looks like Skystorm saw me, maybe I can join the patrol.