- Swiftstar -
She-Cat - 36 Moons - No Apprentice/Crush - Location: Outside Camp - Tags; Patrol, Fogtail
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Swiftstar flicked her tail. "We have a visitor." The she-cat hissed. She narrowed her eyes, trying to make out the figure. "It's a cat..." She was finally able to make out a cream-colored pelt. Swiftstar took a couple steps closer to the visitor. The unfamiliar presence now became a familiar cat. Who is that...? The she-cat scanned her brain, attempting to place a name on that cat. With a couple additional steps closer, Swiftstar yelled out, "Who dares enter Airclan territory?"- Jaysong -
Tom - Warrior - 27 Moons - No Apprentice/Crush - Location: Forest - Tags; Brightsky
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Jaysong shook his head, "It's okay." The tom looked at the she-cats paw. He might have managed to free her from the thorns but it still was not in good condition. Jaysong listened as Brightsky talked. "Well. We'll see. How about we get you to the medicine cat den first. You need to get yourself cleaned up before you do anything else." The tom padded over to pick up the prey he had caught. "Let's get back to camp. Can you walk?" He asked, concern filled his voice.- Silverpaw -
She-Cat - 7 Moons - Mentor: Sparrowfall - Location: Riverbank - Tags; Sparrowfall, Silvermist
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Silverpaw chuckled as she looked at Sparrowfall. Silvermist was right. She grinned mischievously. They would never let him live this one off. Silverpaw caught sight of Silvermist's expression, she noticed something strange about the she-cat. Not wanting to appear like she was staring, Silverpaw padded down the riverbank a little. She figured she could catch a couple fish while the two had their exchanges.
- Graymist -
She-Cat - Warrior - 25 Moons - Location: Camp - Tags; Open
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She-Cat - Warrior - 25 Moons - Location: Camp - Tags; Open
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Graymist poked at the prey in the fresh-kill pile. Nothing really looked appetizing but boy was she hungry. With a huff, she found a small rabbit and picked it up. "This will have to do." She muttered, speaking through her mouthful of rabbit. The small she-cat took her prey to a corner of camp, near the beginning of the hill wall. Graymist began to chomp on it, not caring if anyone saw her kit-like eating habits. Quickly, she finished it up and licked her lips. She scanned around camp, wondering what she could do now.








