AirClan Territory || Open and Accepting

[Freg||FrogWithAnE]

𝕮𝖍𝖊𝖘𝖙𝖓𝖚𝖙𝖋𝖚𝖗 |
tags; Jaysong |
crush: *mate* |
mate: Jaysong |
location; Camp clearing |
scent; Pine |
accent; light australian/british

[l i o n.]

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♚‡ A S P E N C L O U D.
[ tom] [28 moons] [thoughtful observer] [relationship:n/a]
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☞ASPENCLOUD caught the obvious concern in Graymist's brilliant eyes as their leader approached. The deputy made a note to have Bramblewhisker attend to Swiftstar as soon as the introductions were over. Remaining quiet, the only tell of emotion was a small smile and a twinkle in his amber gaze as the two she-cats were welcomed warmly into the clan. The newest additions would surely prove to be a priceless asset to the dwindling clan. At the mention of Pebblepelt's body, his smile vanished and he nodded curtly. Stepping forward as the small crowd dispersed, he turned to fully face his dearest friend. "Would you mind burying him with me? I think it's more than he deserves, but we can't risk any predators." he mused, offering the gray she-cat a soft gaze. For a moment the black tom glanced over his shoulder at the cluster of apprentices, deciding it would be best to break up any potential mischief and put them to good use. "Swallowpaw! Sandpaw! Why don't you two give our newest members a tour and hep them build nests. You can socialize later." he called out.

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♚‡ H A W K F R O S T.
[tom ] [22 moons] [strong, silent type] [relationship:n/a]
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☞HAWKFROST---wandering the forest like a super mopey, angsty teenager

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♚‡ C R O W P A W.
[tom ] [10 moons] [resilient soul] [relationship:n/a]
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☞CROWPAW looked towards Runningpaw with only his eyes, afraid to move his head and neck too much. The perceptive apprentice caught her flinch with his murky green eyes. Guilt washed over him at her obvious shock and discomfort at the sight of him. The large dar tabby offered her a small smile accompanied by a meager shrug. "I wouldn't worry too much Runningpaw, it's just my throat. Nothing important." he joked lightly, his voice hoarse and croaky. The maine coon was trying his best to be a model patient, but the discomfort and lengthy process would inevitably get the better of him.

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♚‡ B I R C H P A W.
[she-cat] [12 moons] [delicate flower] [relationship:n/a]
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☞BIRCHPAW felt her ears fall flat against her skull, not so keen on insults being hurled so nonchalantly about her clan. "You have all of the land outside of our territory to hunt, and I know there's plenty of it out there in the world. If you're so desperate for food, why haven't you considered the possibility of joining Airclan then? We provide for one another and protect our own." she retorted with a snort. If they'd run into clans so many times before, why hadn't the old saying rang true? If you can't beat them, join them. The pale gray apprentice was unperturbed by Robin's glare, merely rolling her blue eyes at the childish she-cat. "If you're just passing through, however, I suggest you kindly find your way out. Now." she reiterated, a note of finality in her voice. The prey in Airclan territory was already scarce enough due to leafbare, they didn't need anymore mouths to compete with.

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♚‡ L A R K.
[she-cat] [10 moons] [hothead] [relationship:n/a]
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☞LARK smiled proudly at the obvious affection that Swiftstar felt for Crowpaw. It was clear that this group of cats truly appreciated one another, and the chocolate she-cat was more than ready to settle down in a permanent home where she could be of use and was valued. Though still young, she'd grown quite weary from moons of travel and surviving with the bare minimum. The praise placed upon the brother she had yet to properly meet was inspiring, and she would quickly strive to have the clan cats view her in the same light. Ignoring the leader's obvious signs of weakness and fatigue, Lark dipped her head in acknowledgment. "Whenever you're ready, we will be prepared." she promised strongly, grateful for the offer of a meal as her stomach reminded her just how hollow it was. As respectfully as she could, the young she-cat bowed out and slipped towards the meager pile of prey.

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♚‡ C R I C K E T.
[she-cat] [10 moons] [gentle soul] [relationship:n/a]
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☞CRICKET fell silent once more, simply respectfully absorbing all of the information Swiftstar provided her with as she keenly observed the order of the clan. A very friendly and relationship oriented cat, the pretty tabico was more than willing to hastily accept an offer of permanency, especially in a place where she could get to know her kin. It was obvious that their small meeting had come to a close as the black and white she-cat requested that the black tom Aspencloud discard of the body. Taking that as her cue, the slightly smaller she-cat trailed after Lark, her golden eyes glancing this way and that with unbridled interest. Her attention soon fell to a small cluster of cats about their age, who she assumed were apprentices.

[Skyhawk]

Silvermist

Female | Warrior | 26 moons

Silvermist padded towards the deputy when the gathering finished. "Aspencloud?" The grey she-cat spoke softly, not wishing to interfere with any important clan matters, she only guessed how busy he must be. ""I'd be happy to take some cats out on a hunting trip or a patrol," she offered, glancing nervously at the dwindling fresh-kill pile. Her blue eyes looked up cautiously, knowing it was unlike her to ever go out of her way to suggest something to a senior member of the clan.

Robincall

Male | Warrior | 29 moons

Robincall headed towards the medicine cat den as the clan dispersed but he stopped midway. He was sick and tired of being confined to the den. Robincall moved forward, looking for Bramblewhisker. He peeked around the den entrance, "Bramblewhisker?" He asked. The tom waited impatiently. He had been hoping to ask the medicine cat if he was free to go. His leg was painless and he had returned to his normal pattern of walking. Nothing seemed out of place and of course he was raring to be set back on warrior duties and to catch up with Silverpaw.

Sandpaw

Female | Apprentice | 11 moons

Sandpaw turned to see Aspencloud, looking suspiciously at the band of apprentices whilst instructing them her and Swallowpaw to give the newcomers a tour of camp. Sandpaw gave the tom next to her a nudge and bounded away to meet Lark and Cricket. "Hi there!" She called, trotting over and dipping her head respectfully to the she-cats. The pretty ginger 'paw noticed that the two of them were just settling down to eat. She didn't want to rush them, setting the tour aside for later. "I'm Sandpaw," she said, tucking her paws under herself, "welcome!"

[Jurassic Juice]

Thorn | 40 Moons | Tom | Loner
Thorn let out a rough laugh. “Provide for each other? Your dreaming. Your clan might be fine and dandy now, but just you wait. It’ll fall apart soon enough.” He replied. He sounded as if he spoke from experience. “Come on, little one. Let’s find somewhere to stay.” He addressed Robin, who nodded sourly. She’d clearly been put in a bad mood by this whole situation.

Robin | 13 Moons | She Cat | Loner
Robin turned, beginning to follow her companion. “They’ll send a search party to come and find us. You know that, don’t you?” She hissed quietly. “We can’t have you getting hurt again. Maybe we should just leave.” Thorn shook his head. “We both need rest. We’ve been walking since sunrise. We are staying here for the night.” He replied sternly.

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Cursedecho | Crush; Briar | idk | Tags; open | 26.5 Moons
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❝open❞Luckywish furrowed her brows. "It's f-fine." she mumbled, looking down. "Y-you need t-to let that l-leg rest I s-suppose." she meowed quietly. Cursedecho was right. Toms only take advantage of you, they love you for a moon and send you away the next one. she thought to herself.
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Luckywish | Crush; Robin | Nervous | Tags; Robincall | 26.5 Moons
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❝Luckywish stood up quickly, realizing he had left. She looked around, watching as Robincall joined the rest of the cats. She let out a soft sigh, listening for a moment until they went their separate ways. She watched Robincall for a moment, his leg was doing much better since the incident happened. That wasn't the only thing that changed, sadly. She met his gaze for a moment, padding out of the den. She took a quick glance around the camp, seeing if she could spot Cursedecho anywhere.❞
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Owleyes | Crush; Ferret | Dead inside | Tags; open | 34 Moons
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❝openn❞

[fawn,,]

S w a l l o w p a w
Tom|11 moons|Crush: Sandpaw|Tags: Lark, Cricket
Swallowpaw turned startled and then realised he and Sandpaw were touring the guests. He Bounded after her flicking his tail in acknowledgement to Silverpaw and Speckledpaw. He met the newcomers gaze cheerily. "I'm Swallowpaw!" He mewed enthusiastically. "It's great to have you here." He sat down and curled his tail over his paws

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F e r n p a w
Tom|10 moons|Crush: Runningpaw|Tags: Runningpaw
Fernpaw padded around the medicine den waiting for Runningpaw. He poked his head in and a smile grew on his face when he saw Runningpaw. His eyes locked with hers he whispered "When your done, I'll meet you by the fresh-kill pile?" He asked.

[l i o n.]

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♚‡ A S P E N C L O U D.
[ tom] [28 moons] [thoughtful observer] [relationship:n/a]
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☞ASPENCLOUD glanced up swiftly as his name was called, his head swiveling as his amber eyes caught sight of Silvermist. The deputy acknowledged her presence with a dip of his head, waiting to greet her until the gray warrior had joined the small cluster. "A hunting party sounds perfect actually. Thank you Silvermist." he felt a bit of tension lift from his shoulders as he offered her a grateful smile. "How about you take your apprentice if you can find her, Chestnutfur, and Jaysong along with you?" he suggested, his demeanor shifting towards a more positive attitude despite the task he was about to pursue with Graymist. The sleek black tom eyed Swiftstar for a moment more before quietly dismissing himself from the conversation in order to talk to her. "I think you should consider seeing Bramblewhisker when he's finished with Crowpaw and Aldershine." he murmured softly as not to draw attention.

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♚‡ H A W K F R O S T.
[tom ] [22 moons] [strong, silent type] [relationship:n/a]
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☞HAWKFROST had been brooding about the woods, lost in thought until voices had brought him back to the real world. Only one voice sounded familiar, and there was no denying that they were all hostile. Two cats against one was far from fair, and if his clan was being threatened the burly tom-cat would come to its defense. The muscled ginger tom stalked through the trees, the unfamiliar scents growing undeniable. Shoving through the last screen of branches, the young warrior was met with two loners against Birchpaw. Though she was a feisty apprentice, he knew she'd have been no match for both of the cats. "What's going on here?" he shot out sharply, moving closer to the pale gray she-cat.

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♚‡ C R O W P A W.
[tom ] [10 moons] [resilient soul] [relationship:n/a]
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☞CROWPAW looked towards Runningpaw with only his eyes, afraid to move his head and neck too much. The perceptive apprentice caught her flinch with his murky green eyes. Guilt washed over him at her obvious shock and discomfort at the sight of him. The large dar tabby offered her a small smile accompanied by a meager shrug. "I wouldn't worry too much Runningpaw, it's just my throat. Nothing important." he joked lightly, his voice hoarse and croaky. The maine coon was trying his best to be a model patient, but the discomfort and lengthy process would inevitably get the better of him.

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♚‡ B I R C H P A W.
[she-cat] [12 moons] [delicate flower] [relationship:n/a]
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☞BIRCHPAW felt a low growl beginning to build in her pale throat as the two cats continued to ignore her warnings. Clearly, this battered old tom-cat didn't know as much about the clan life as he was letting on. The apprentice let out a snarl, stalking closer to the pair in order to block their path. "You are not welcome on Airclan territory. I've give you the chance to remove yourselves. Your failure to comply has been taken as a sign of hostility and I will resort to force if you do not leave now." she hissed strongly, glaring fiercely at the two loners. A voice from behind her caught her attention, ears twitching as she picked up the scent of Hawkfrost. A wave of relief crashed over her as now she had the back up perhaps the clan's largest warrior.

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♚‡ L A R K.
[she-cat] [10 moons] [hothead] [relationship:n/a]
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☞LARK glanced up from the mouse she'd dragged aside for herself, glowing green eyes landing on a sandy colored she-cat and her little companion who seemed to follow her wherever she went. Though she hadn't been in the camp for long, she'd already perceptively noticed the lovesick apprentice. It was hard to miss, and it made her stomach sour a bit. Famished from days of minimal food, the young chocolate she-cat was not ready to part with her meal. The two young cats would just have to wait for her she decided with finality. The chipper attitude of the she-cat was a bit off putting, but the sharp-tongued she-cat knew better than to go looking for trouble, especially in such a new place. "I'm Lark." she retuned the greeting, her voice less enthused as her green eyes shifted between the two cats, an eyebrow raised subtly. Lark returned her attention to her meal, quickly settling in to devour the scrap of prey.

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♚‡ C R I C K E T.
[she-cat] [10 moons] [gentle soul] [relationship:n/a]
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☞CRICKET was a bit more inviting than her sister, a lot more trusting and interested in forming close ties. The tabico had her own small mouse set neatly between her dainty white paws when the two apprentices appeared. She'd overheard the deputy requesting a tour be given to them, but her stomach needed to be dealt with before anything else. As ever, she allowed her more outgoing sibling to introduce herself first, shooting Lark a glare at the obvious shortness in her tone. "I'm Cricket." she eventually greeted each cat in turn with a small nod. "Don't mind my sister, she's just starving and tired after fighting that tom. She isn't usually this grouchy." she teased lightly, not wanting too much tension so early in their new home. "Do you two do everything together?" she pressed curiously.

[Jurassic Juice]

Thorn | 40 Moons | Tom | Loner
Thorn tensed at the arrival of another cat. The situation was getting worse and worse for the two lovers. He quickly pushed Robin behind him, blocking her from possible attacks. Thorn quickly shifted his weight onto his un-injured leg.

Robin | 13 Moons | She Cat | Loner
Robin glared at the two clan cats. She’s usually have made another snide remark, but Thorn’s tenseness made her keep her mouth shut. She knew that a fight would be much harder to win now.

[Skyhawk]

Silvermist

Female | Warrior | 26 moons

Silvermist nodded, glad Aspencloud had accepted her request. I need some fresh air! She looked around camp for her apprentice but she was nowhere to be seen and she had a faint idea she'd seen Birchpaw leave camp a while ago. The slender she-cat slipped into the warrior's den and came face to face with Jaysong and Chestnutfur cuddling in the corner. She cleared her throat, "I was wondering if you'd on a hunting trip." Her eyes darted between the two warriors.

Robincall

Male | Warrior | 29 moons

Robincall huffed, "Where's Bramblewhisker?" He mumbled to himself as he padded out of the den and into the clearing. Robincall supposed the second best person ask about his injury was Aspencloud since he had been overseeing Silverpaw's training for the past couple of moons. But when he glanced across at the deputy, he seemed engrossed in conversations and already occupied with his duties. I'll talk to him later, he thought, dismissing the idea for the meantime.

Sandpaw

Female | Apprentice | 11 moons

Sandpaw's face relaxed when she realised how hyper she must seem. Stop acting like a kit, she scolded herself. She felt more at ease when Cricket lightened the mood but her question made her freeze. Sandpaw glanced at Swallowpaw. "Not everything," She explained, "most of the time I'm out training with Hawkfrost, my mentor." She didn't want to assume the she-cats knew what 'mentors' were, they had only just stepped foot into AirClan but Sandpaw wasn't keen on bossing them around or patronising them.

[l i o n.]

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♚‡ H A W K F R O S T.
[tom ] [22 moons] [strong, silent type] [relationship:n/a]
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☞HAWKFROST came to a halt beside Birchpaw, his pelt obviously a bit more than ruffled at the presence of two hostile cats in his territory. The flame-colored tom looked on as the older, scarred tom stood protectively in front of the young she-cat. Perhaps a father and daughter... It didn't matter much to him what their relationship was as they were trespassing on Airclan territory. "I suggest you two find accommodations elsewhere." he barked out, his voice crisp and strong in the soft leafbare silence. The warrior had no apprehensions about meeting either cat in battle, fairly confident in his odds from the way the tom-cat was favoring his hind leg.

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♚‡ B I R C H P A W.
[she-cat] [12 moons] [delicate flower] [relationship:n/a]
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☞BIRCHPAW cast a sidelong glance at Hawkfrost before returning her attention to the loners, the she-cat in particular. If it came down to shedding blood, the cat closer to her size was the obvious choice. Now that she wasn't in charge or handling two threats at once, the apprentice allowed herself a moment to admire the pretty she-cat standing across from her. Despite acknowledging her delicate features, the pale gray she-cat knew better than the lose focus, unwilling to let some loner get the best of her. Perhaps if things had gotten off on the right foot, they could've pursued a friendship... No time to dwell on what could've been.

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♚‡ L A R K.
[she-cat] [10 moons] [hothead] [relationship:n/a]
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☞LARK ignored the three other cats, wolfing down her mouse as quickly as she could. The still-warm meal hitting her stomach was enough to placate the aches and growls, and the she-cat knew conversing on a full stomach would yield a better outcome for all involved. The chocolate she-cat pulled into an upright position, dragging her tongue across her muzzle in order to wash away any remnants. "I'm ready when you are." she pointed out to the two clan cats. "So Sandpaw and Swallowpaw. Do you know what your full names will be then?" she mewed, slightly interested in the whole idea of earning your name. Now that she was satisfied, the young she-cat would be far more accommodating to small talk.

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♚‡ C R I C K E T.
[she-cat] [10 moons] [gentle soul] [relationship:n/a]
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☞CRICKET took a careful bite of her mouse, savoring the warm flesh as it slid down into her belly, her mouth watering. It had been some time since she'd had the satisfaction of a fresh and warm meal, so she'd savor it for as long as she could. "I didn't mean to assume anything. It's just from what I've observed, you've got a shadow." she pointed out, gesturing lightly to Swallowpaw with her thick tail. "Mentor. So basically he trains you how to fight and hunt then? That makes sense. Is he any good?" she continued to question, always the more curious of the two sisters, where Lark was more of a strike first and ask questions later sort of cat. The tabico took delicate bites of her mouse as she awaited a response, not wanting to seem like some uncivilized brute.