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[myth;]

Moonnight┝♘┥72 Moons┝♘┥Tom┝♘┥Temp Deputy┝♘┥Tags; Wolfstep
"Life is like a two-leg's book, it goes on for as long as you will it to."

Night's eyes were drawn to the late riser Wolfstep as she approached his tree, he'd been watching the meeting carefully as his leader had spoken and chosen cats to take out with him. He was questioning the motive behind taking Adderstrike, a boastful soul who was prone to causing danger, but he trusted his leader and left it at that. Words would be spoken to the Tom when he returned, that confrontation with Shrikeclaw wasn't missed either.
He turned his eyes to the she-cat as she greeted him, blinking slowly and ever so slightly dipping his head before his attention returned to his clan. "Good morning Wolfstep." He sighed softly, glancing about camp as he pondered her query, "The fresh kill pile is low and I'd like a cat to sit and guard the camp entrance..." He noted her restlessness and immediately his decision was made, he sat up, "Shall we go hunting?"

[Scei]

SHRIKECLAW : 21moons : Lanky/Silver/Spotted : Tom : Warrior

@Open #in_camp

Shrikeclaw shifted in his sleep, an echoing name ringing in his head. He couldnt understand what it said but knew the order of sounds, it was his upwalker- his upwalker calling his name in their strange language. The girls voice rang and distorted in his mind, it turned into a scolding tone and seemed to get closer and closer until a face showed up in front of him- appearing out of the abyss of his sleeping mind and screamed his name.
Shrikeclaw woke with a start, his claws digging into the moss of his nest, his heart pounding in his chest and his fur bristling. that was... shrikeclaw breathed, trying to calm himself ... just a dream. The silver tom unhooked his claws and shifted his weight, does that mean it misses me? Does... does my upwalker want me to come back? shrikeclaw rolled onto his belly and put his paws on his eyes, the warmth from his pawpads was reassuring.
Shrikeclaw stayed ther for a little while longer, contemplating himself until he finally decided to stand back up. He crawled out of his warm nest and padded heavily to the warrior den entrance, blinking into the outside light and finding he hadnt slept for as long as it had felt. The silver tom sighed and left the den, padding along the edge of the camp and sitting in a warmer ray of light, after a moment he took his tongue to his pelt, his fur was still bristling, but atleast his heart wasnt in his throat anymore.

I love how cats are like "aw yeah the fighting adder caused will mean he needs a talking to" cause like... I mean technically shrike started the name calling x.D but shrike was basically half asleep but also he's a good kittowo normally xD

[BlizzardTheWizard]

Adderstrike | 39 moons | tom | warrior | tagged: patrol

in Dawnclan territory

Fernpaw | 8 moons | she-cat | med-cat apprentice | tagged: Olivepaw, Bramblefur

Fernpaw forced an excited smile for Olivepaw but was more disappointed by the fact that she couldn't be going. She sighed and dragged herself back to the medicine den where she was surprised to find Bramblefur standing just outside of. "Do you need help?" Fernpaw asked, glad to take on this task and distract herself.

copperfrost | 28 moons | she-cat | deputy | tagged: open

Copperfrost looked over to the admittedly sad looking freshkill pile and frowned. There were a few mice and maybe some squirrels, none of which looking healthy and plump. She started walking towards the camp exit to restock the prey pile. Hopefully she'd be able to catch a fair amount of fat squirrels.

[swiftwolf]

↫Ｗｏｌｆｓｔｅｐ↫Female↫broad & brown↫ ↬42 moons↬Camp↬Tags: Moonnight↬

Wolfstep listened as the older tom spoke about their options. Her ears perked when Moonnight mentioned that they hunt, and a soft smile spread across her face. ”That sounds like a great idea.” the brown she-cat agreed and took a few steps back from the tree, giving the tom room to jump down. Wolfstep would wait for her companion to jump down before making her way to the camp entrance. Once Moonnight was down, she made her way to the entrance with her tail flicking behind her. Once outside of camp, the scents of the forest filled her nose and Wolfstep could not help but close her eyes and take it all in. This only lasted a few moments before she looked behind her to make sure Moonnight was indeed coming along.

[SpotSong]

Bramblefur :: She-cat :: 32 Moons :: Warrior :: Tags; Fernpaw

Bramblefur looked to Fernpaw and tilted her head. “Yes I need a bit of help. I have a bit of a scratch that was taken care of a while ago but I think I should get it checked as it still aches.” She told her with a cornerned look. Hoping it wasn’t too bad. It was hidden away on her hip so she couldn’t always check on it.


Spottedshadow :: She-cat :: 48 Moons :: Warrior :: Tags; Lionstrike

She struggled and struggled with trying to fix the fur on her back and growled to herself and her eyes quickly landed on Lion's trike who seemed to sit just a distance away. "Lionstrike!" she called out. "C'mere. I need heeeellllppp" she whined aloud. "I can't reach a spot."

Patchpelt :: Tom :: 48 Moons :: Warrior :: Tags; Havenpelt

“Ummm me not wanting to sit and eat alone” he said with a shrug and nibbled on his mouse. “The food is dwindling too. Maybe a group can go for a hunt? I’m still not good at this...group of cats thing...so what do we do again? Do you know? We can’t hunt for ourselves can we?”

[myth;]

Moonnight┝♘┥72 Moons┝♘┥Tom┝♘┥Temp Deputy┝♘┥Tags; Wolfstep
"Life is like a two-leg's book, it goes on for as long as you will it to."

Hunting it was.
Moon rose to his paws and walked along back to the main trunk of the tree, scaling down it's surface and meeting the soft grass at a light run. The sun hit his soft fur and it seemed to glow like a star, like the moon, as it rippled with each agile step. He followed Wold closely and slowed when they reached the entrance and out into the forest.
Standing tall, he sniffed at the air, pupils narrowed, and ears twitching restlessly for the slightest hint of any prey. There was nothing immediate, obvious considering that no prey animal dared wander too close to a predator's den, and so he headed of into the forest, keeping his frame low and pace quick, making sure Wolf was behind him. "Any preferences for hunting grounds? Or shall we go where the wind leads us?" he asked softly, pausing to hear her answer.

[swiftwolf]

↫Ｗｏｌｆｓｔｅｐ↫Female↫broad & brown↫ ↬42 moons↬Outside camp↬Tags: Moonnight↬

once Moonnight joined her outside the camp Wolfstep let the tom take the lead and followed close behind him. Though his brilliant white fur was easy to follow, his agility and stealth could prove to be difficult to follow for some. Wolfstep kept up easily enough despite this. Moon turned to the she-cat and spoke. ”The wind is taking me this way...” she replies, and at the end of the sentence she forked away from their current path. She lead the way into a thicker part of the forest. The leaves of the trees almost seemed to form a blanket on top of the canopy that let little light through to the forest floor. The brown warrior moved quickly and quietly into a thick patch of ferns. What little light made it through the leaves cast tiger-like shadows upon Wolfstep’s back as she lie in wait, swiveling her ears and scenting the air for prey. She was sure to make enough room for Moonnight in the patch of ferns, if he chose to settle there as well.

[BlizzardTheWizard]

Adderstrike | 39 moons | tom | warrior | tagged: patrol

in Dawnclan territory

Fernpaw | 8 moons | she-cat | med-cat apprentice | tagged: Bramblefur

"Of course!" Fernpaw meowed before moving around to look at her aching wound. It was only a small scratch but the area was becoming infected. Marigold for infected wounds... "How long ago did you get the scratch? What gave it to you?" she asked quickly, walking off towards the supplies and picked up a few golden flowers in her jaws and began chewing them into a poultice.

copperfrost | 28 moons | she-cat | deputy | tagged: Patchpelt, Havenpelt

Before leaving, Copperfrost decided to sit by the exit and look around the clan for a while, looking for any warriors and apprentices that could make themselves' useful. "Hey, Patchpelt, Havenpelt," she called padding over to the two eating cats. "When you finish your meals would you be able to come out and hunt? The freshkill pile is quite low now," she asked, cringing at the small pile

pebblepaw | 12 moons | tom | apprentice | mentor: tbd | tagged: Silverpaw

Pebblepaw was crouched just outside of the apprentice den, having nothing useful to do. He looked around the camp for a while, searching for something interesting to do to entertain himself when he noticed Silverpaw. Pebblepaw bounced to his feet and padded over to her. "Hello, Silverpaw! Are you up to anything interesting?"

[Commander Cody]

Blackclaw|Warrior|Tom|27 Moons|Location: Camp|Tags: Open

The black pelted maine coon was sat at the edge of the clearing, an unusual indignation sparking in his eyes. His thick-furred tail curled around his paws, neatly tucking them underneath. Flicking his ear, he glanced around the camp, a careless shadow littering his gaze. This tom was known to have hardly ever been in a good mood, except for rare moments; he found that there was no reason to always be friendly, as long as he fought for and fed his clan. Loyalty and power; the only things that should matter, in his opinion. However, he agreed that without kits, the clan would have no new generation. Despite this, he had always hated the annoying little scraps of fur.

[SpotSong]

Bramblefur :: She-cat :: 32 Moons :: Warrior :: Tags; Fernpaw

"A few moons now. I got it cleaned up as best as I could and then forgot about it. I got it from a little wrestling match so to speak" she told her. "Another cat decided it would be fun" she added and flicked her ear slightly as she smelled the poultice and wayched curiously.

Spottedshadow :: She-cat :: 48 Moons :: Warrior :: Tags; Blackclaw

She struggled and struggled with trying to fix the fur on her back and growled to herself and her eyes quickly landed on Blackclaw who seemed to sit just a distance away. "Blackclaw!" she called out. "C'mere. I need heeeellllppp" she whined aloud. "I can't reach a spot."

(changed from lions trike due to no response)

Patchpelt :: Tom :: 48 Moons :: Warrior :: Tags; Havenpelt, copperfrost

Paychpelt had his ears perk at the sound of another calling for the two. He waited for what the she-cat needed and nodded slowly. "Yes, of course" he said respectfully and shifted his paws.