Stoneclan (Accepting!)

[Everestsong]

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Name Larchslip
Gender Tom
Rank Warrior
tagged Robinfeather
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"The true nature of leadership isn't power, it's kindness."
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Larchslip was if not caught off guard by the list of cats he was mouthing. At least he was glad that Robinfeather was there for the party. Ah...Robinfeather. The way how she seemed nervous almost to keep his spirits up. Sure, he wanted anything for the clan and every other cat. The problem was, was he alright with leading? Something as simple as a hunting patrol can't go wrong...can it? His eyes turned worried a moment, before he flicked his tail and stood up more properly.

"Thanks Robinfeather,"his throat turned up into a soft purr, looking over at Rainstar. "I got it it covered." His eyes widened slightly like needles at the sun's rays. Ugh...that sun on his eyes. So annoying. Like his leg. It always bothered him. For a moment, his eyes lit up as he did a bit of a friendly rub before he looked away towards the clearing. As he did this, his eyes glowed with paleness. It was definatly more filled and lively as ever. Though the sight of Creampaw finally realived him better. The apprentice was finnally up! He started to walk pretty quickly over, only to stumble with a slight pull at his leg. Yikes. With a grimaced face, he stood above the apprentice trying to smile.

"Creampaw, would it be okay if I sent you? We need cats this morning," the tom puffed up something that was almost a sigh. Gosh, why does it have to be difficult for him sometimes? He ruffled his pelt, flatting it out again as the sleek warrior just wanted to get through his day. Bless Starclan sometimes, yes?

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Name Runningpaw
Gender Molly
Rank Apprentice
tagged Hunting Patrol
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"We all have a blight to depend on."
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Running was already surrounded by metiforfical stars as she witnissed and listened to the other cats. Things like the patrol, skyheart's comment (which she didn't really mind) and other things that blared out of existance because of her gitters.

"Maybe something a bit more bold Skyheart!" She commented Skyheart, turning her head with cheerful eyes towards the other cats. So...from what she was getting. Larchslip was leading while her and Creampaw were also in the patrol? She was just flexing her paws once more, eager to start off even without them. However, she didn't want to get carried away. Maybe litterally too. Her ears flatten at the thought, but who could blame her? She was just trying; not to mention her additude. Newtpaw over in the corner just didn't look social right now. Actually, she never heard him talk before. No one ever does...Wolfgaze mentioned to her once when she was training with Coldpaw. Coldpaw....she shivered. She wasn't fond of that apprentice. Sure, he seemed similar to Newtpaw, but not as...what was the word? She didn't really seem to care. Work was work. After all. Oh, shame on shame. Robinfeather was right though. She might scare the prey...now this upsetted her. She could have asked for boarder patrol! Oh well, guess not everyone is bright enough to see how...brigtht you are.

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Name Newtpaw
Gender Tom
Rank Apprentice
tagged Boarder Patrol
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"Silence is more powerful then you think."
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A lot had been happening as if all the voices in his head were muting out and then blasting in his ears like annoying crows. His gray eyes opened to look to see the hunting patrol gathered, as well as...the boarder patrol? He wans't really paying much attention to the disucussions, but just presumed he had at least had a name. Then his heart fell out of his chest a moment. Ah, so a boarder patrol, not a hunting one. The apprentice noted this, giving a swish of his tail as the mixed tabby stood up, having to of had discarded the remains of his meal a bit ago. The apprentice cleared his throat with a gulp, down his throat as he stood and went over next to Wolfgaze. Looking at the other cats, he noticed Swanheart, Stormfeather and Heatherpaw also in his group. Mental notes.

His body language usually told everycat smart enough that he wasn't really in the mood. However, he didn't really want to hurt someone's feelings or cause problems.

Never did he like that. Nor was he...at all like Coldpaw. Coldpaw? He might have been like Newtpaw, but NEVER in a negative way. Either that Newtpaw tollerated him or simpily hated him. If he wanted to talk and spat out to him about his additude, he would. Sadly he wasn't that kind of cat. He didn't...want to get questioned. Ugh...that constant fear he drived on his whole life. In fact, he was litterally a rival to the tom. They were the same age, trained together and what not.

He dipped his head anyways to his mentor, wanting to accept it just to get away from that apprentice perhaps.
Or...was it to maybe listen to his thoughts better? Since Runningpaw was just going to chat all day and it was going to get annoying. At least I can just head in the other way. He smiled almost at the thought, but reminded himself about his own problems.

[KookieKrumblez]

Skyheart - Warrior - She-cat - Mate: N/A - Crush: Brackenfur - Kits: N/A - Tags: OPEN!

Skyheart continued to walk with the group and soon spotted a bird on a branch. She quietly climbed the tree, not wanting to scare it off. She arched herself in her couch position, ready to pounce. "Three, two..."

[aerti]

𝕊𝕞𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕓𝕖𝕝𝕝𝕪
▪molly ▪ 26 moons ▪ crush; n/a ▪ tags; open ▪

Smallbelly ears pricked up at Rushpaw's voice and she stood to face him. She glanced over to see the patrols forming near the entrance of the camp. There seemed to be enough cats already, so Smallbelly just shook her head at her apprentice's question. "No, not at all." She said, a friendliness in her eyes as she looked at the older apprentice.

"C'mon, all that sleeping must've made you hungry, hm? Let's get good picks before they run out." With a twitch of her tail, Smallbelly lead Rushpaw over to the fresh-kill pile. Smallbelly decided that after the meal, perhaps she'd look around if any other mentor/apprentice duo was willing to do a joint training session; It's more fun that way than one on one, she thought. Smallbelly remembered how her father and mentor would take her out on solo training. And while her brother was taught herbs and Starclan, she had to grin and bare their dad's drawn-out lessons before getting to the training itself.

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𝙎𝙤𝙤𝙩𝙛𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧
▪tom ▪ 26 moons ▪ crush; n/a ▪ tags; hawkfeather ▪

"Ah," Soothfeather felt his chest tighten with a slight embarrassment. "Apologies, I guess I didn't take much thought in my appearance this morning." He said with a soft breath of a chuckle. Sootfeather's voice was naturally more on the brittle side but with sleep still clinging to his body, it was more gravelly. He coughed a bit, trying to clear the fog from his throat. "It's nothing for you to worry about, though- just had a bit of trouble sleeping is all. How are you?" Sootfeather nudged the vole a bit closer to Hawkfeather and did a quick glance over the queen to see if he could spot any surface level concerns.

[noodle cat]

hunting: larchslip w/apprentice creampaw
brackenfur w/apprentice runningpaw
skyheart & robinfeather
border: swanheart
stormfeather (act like they're there) w/apprentice heatherpaw
wolfgaze w/apprentice newtpaw

(rainstar!)
[age: 48 moons | crush: n/a | tags: swanheart ]
"mm yes that'll do." he approved of the tom's choice in cats. he flicked his tail and got to his feet.
"i'll be making my rounds around camp, i have to make sure every cat is doing okay. good luck on patrols, be back before sun-high please" he meowed before wandering off to the fresh-kill pile to eat before he started around camp.

(brackenfur!)
[age: 29 moons | crush: n/a | tags: swanheart, larchslip]
the brown tom gave a little nod in response to the white cat. "i'll try" he added with a small smile and turned away to join back in with the rather large hunting patrol. they had not yet left camp but he was eager to leave. "Can we go now?" he asked larchslip, flicking his ears in annoyance. brackenfur was always in a grumpy mood, especially in the mornings.

(heatherpaw!)
[age: 13 moons | crush: n/a | tags: coldpaw, swanheart ]
heatherpaw sat with the border patrol, ready to leave

[KookieKrumblez]

Skyheart - Warrior - She-cat - Mate: N/A - Crush: Brackenfur - Kits: N/A - Tags: OPEN!

"One!" Skyheart launched at the bird in the other branch, who didn't expect it. She caught it carefully midair in her mouth and bit down, then soon landed on her paws on the ground. "Phew!" She shook out her pelt that had a few leaves and a small twig in it, then turned to the patrol group.

[shoelaces]

☾ 𝑾𝒐𝒍𝒇𝒈𝒂𝒛𝒆 ☾ She-cat ☾ Deputy ☾ Crushes; Open ☾ Tags; Patrol gang ☾
xxxx↝ 34 moons ↝ Pan ↝ Location: Camp ↝

xxxxxxWolfgaze had her answer as Newtpaw joined her at her side. Her amber eyes bounced from each cat she assumed was joining in on the border patrol, taking a quick moment to separate who she thought was coming from who wasn't in her mind. She turned her mind back onto her apprentice, who seemed a bit uneasy, she knew she wouldn't have made him done it if she didn't need to further him in his apprenticeship, but she just felt they needed to build a bit more of a good relationship.
xxxxxxShe dipped her head back to him, turning it into another semi-awkward nod, and softly reassured him, "You can stay near me if you aren't too comfortable." She knew not to say it too loud to avoid the judgement of other cats who were younger and weren't able to understand other cats experiences as well. She closed her eyes just for a calming moment to herself within the loud camp, and hoped Newtpaw took her words as she intended.

✾ 𝐂𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐰 ✾ Tom ✾ Apprentice ✾ Crushes; Open ✾ Tags; Hunting gang ✾
xxxx↝ 9 moons ↝ Bi ↝ Location: Camp ↝

xxxxxxCreampaw bit back a groan as his mentor approached him. He looked up, and forces a smile as he started talking to him. Would it be fine? Oh why of courseee He thought to himself, though it may have come off like he had been spacing off, his eyes staring into the distance. He stood back up in front of the black and white tom, flicking his tail a bit.
xxxxxx"All right, that's fine," Creampaw replied calmly, before walking past him and towards the rest of the group, before adding onto what Brackenfur had said, "Yeah, let's start going." He flicked his tail again as he watched Skyheart catch a bird, some feathers were lost to the wind and fell down to the forest ground along with her. She shook most of the stuff out of her fur he noticed a leaf still stubbornly holding onto her fur, but he brushed it off, thinking I can make the most of this, impress Brackenfur, Skyheart, or maybe even Larchslip, for once.

✦ 𝐆𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐠 ✦ Tom ✦ Warrior ✦ Crushes; None / Open ✦ Tags; None / Open ✦
xxxx↝ 39 moons ↝ Straight ↝ Location: Camp ↝

xxxxxxThe mostly ginger tom had woken up early, early enough to watch the sun finish lathering the world with its bright light. After pacing outside of the camp, he went back into the camp through an opening in between the two evergreen trees west of the medicine cats' den. As he walked into the camp he made an effort to walk a bit slower than usual, not enough to be noticeable, but enough for the sun to fully soak into his fur one part at a time. He thoroughly enjoyed the way the sun bounced off the reddish oranges against the white fur in his coat, making it appear as though he was made of fire and snow. His stony gaze travelled around the now talkative camp. He didn't enjoy such a loud environment, but let the noises guide themselves into his ears as sunlight would guide itself across the forest.
xxxxxxLeaders are used to the noise, He reminded himself, though he'd never let others know of his innermost desires. Well, at least not yet, perhaps. While scanning the camp, he noticed his apprentice, the silver tom, Coldpaw. He liked talking with his apprentice, who he usually got along with quite well. He pondered the idea of inviting Coldpaw to take a quick trip hunting and a bit of training, but upon seeing he was in a conversation with Heatherpaw, decided to let him have some time to himself before he intruded into his life.

[noodle cat]

hunting: larchslip w/apprentice creampaw
brackenfur w/apprentice runningpaw
skyheart & robinfeather
border: swanheart
stormfeather (act like they're there) w/apprentice heatherpaw
wolfgaze w/apprentice newtpaw

[lets just assume the patrol left. also everyone check the d & f for a change of events]

(brackenfur!)
[age: 29 moons | crush: n/a | tags: swanheart, larchslip]
brackenfur trotted along in the back of the patrol, checking behind every so often to make sure the patrol was safe. birds chirped over head and it made his fur crawl. he couldn't wait to sink his claws into a piece of prey.
today was unusually windy and it ruffled it brown fur as a light gust swept over them. sticking his nose in the air he caught a familiar, but faint scent... fox. it wasn't a very powerful stench, but faint enough that he could pick it up in the gust of wind. "i've caught the smell of fox on the wind, everyone please be careful. it was a faint smell and kinda of stale but keep a look out please" he alerted the patrol as they trotted along a well marked path through the territory.
the patrol was rather large and it wouldn't be smart to all hunt in the same area. "runningpaw and i are going to split off here and hunt around the training grounds" he meowed and nudged runningpaw in the direction of a large group of boulders in the distance. you could barley see the tops of them through the trees due to them being sunken in a small sandy clearing.

[Everestsong]

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Name Larchslip
Gender Tom
Rank Warrior
tagged Hunting Patrol
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"The true nature of leadership isn't power, it's kindness."
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xxxxxLarchslip's tail lifted a bit as the black and white tom felt the smile on his muzzle. Turning around after Creampaw agreeed and only repeated the cats getting impatient, he tilted his head in a slight nod. What would be better then to just simpily get it over with? Leave now and things might get better in the day. He might just get a meal of his own if he could.
xxxxx"Yes we definatly should get going." The tom started to walk over, seeing that Runningpaw's energy was getting over her actions. He hopped she won't dart so quickly- or be so loud. Hopefully she didn't scare off the prey. He walked along after, letting the apprentice and the rest of the patrol follow him out. Smelling the nature around him, he breathed in to let the smells catch up at first. His ears twitched at the slightest of noise, focusing back on the feild.
xxxxxWhen they got there, he had to hult for a while, twtiching his ear. A faint, stale scent caught onto him, as he acholaged from Brackenfur as a fox. Interesting...wonder if he messed it up and let that happen? How nice. "Alright, just be careful. I'll take Creampaw." Once again, he had to mentor his apprentice and keep a eye on the apprentice. With the thought of a fox, maybe this would be a good lesson? He hoped it won't turn ugly either. He pointed towards a few dozen trees, another direction from the boulders Brackenfur and Runningpaw were going towards.

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Name Runningpaw
Gender Molly
Rank Apprentice
tagged Hunting Patrol
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"We all have a blight to depend on."
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xxxxxRunningpaw was just as excited herself. She was suddenly bounding to the exit of camp, before she realized no one was following her yet. She paused when she had to wait for Larchslip and the other cats. She had too much energy, and burning it from hunting would might as well. That's what was all on her mind, just to burn it off with- oh yea, running. Right. She dipped her head, as if saying sorry for when the warrior finally walked over. Turning to follow him into the woods.
xxxxxThough when she did, she swore she just heard a "thonk" from somewhere. She looked over and was keeping in her laugh as Newtpaw had walked right into a tree. Guess he was so stuck in that mind of his he won't talk outloud. Well...he's mute, at least she thinks that because he's so quiet. What does he think about it? She was curious, but figured not to bother him. He was in the boarder patrol, after all. She almost had to laugh at times at his in-the-cloud head of his. Guess she wanted to see if he'd be a warrior before her? Maybe, but not now...at least.
xxxxxAt the same time, as she was walking in the woods, she could also have a weird smell get in her nose. A fox? She frowned at this, her tail still hyped up though. She looked at the group, turning in a very awkward circle for a bit. She looked to see Brackenfur nudge her and point to where she had to go. "Oh." She let a nervous laugh at her energetic self, before heading off, trying not to let her legs push into a run to leave her mentor away.

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Name Newtpaw
Gender Tom
Rank Apprentice
tagged Boarder Patrol
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"Silence is more powerful then you think."
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xxxxxNewtpaw was just lost in his thoughts again, letting his mind make the words and not otherwise. The look on her mentor's face at his body language, it didn't help the fact that she wasn't really reading him. Not that...anyone understood him enough. He never told why he never speaks, why he doens't react the way he should sometimes. His paw flexes a bit as he closes his eyes. I'm not nervous...just not really wanting to just get it overwith. He breathed in with a small shiver from the apprentice. His eyes glued down on the ground, his mind was simpily racing. Well, only when there's Wolfgaze and-
xxxxxHis thoughts cut off when a tree interupted him. Yes, a tree. Snout straight into the tree, he hadn't paid attention to the fact that his paws had moved for him right into a tree. Oh, thank you Starclan. He complimented in his own little head with a small mental note like always. Always watch where you are going. Guess he was maybe a bit nervous. Sometimes he couldn't be read. Actually, most of the time. Though today he seemed to be a bit confused at himself. The 'mute' apprentice turned his head in a quick circle to the group. That's embaressing. Right in front of the clan...and the leader. He just stood there as the hunting patrol started to move on, leaving Newtpaw with the boarder patrol and himself. Oh well. Hope they get some prey, because he used up that vole a bit ago.

[ghostlyhamlet]

Swanheart | tom | twenty-four moons | warrior | location; forest | tagged; border patrol

The tom watched the tabby walk away before shaking his head and returning his gaze towards the growing patrol he was in charge of. He was in charge of, the warrior thought to himself as he looked out towards the group of cats and did a small count before nodding to himself as all the cats he needed were present and eager to head out.

"Well, let's head out!" He said happily as he then lead the patrol out of the camp, pausing slightly as he watched the last tail of the hunting patrol go off in the opposite direction of where his patrol were going. Shaking his head, he continued his path, enjoying the sun on his coat and the soft ground under his paws. The warrior truly loved his home and he would never trade it for anything in the world.

"Remember, if you scent anything odd, report it to your mentor or myself," he called back towards the apprentices as he was trying to be a good leader and thought that it would be a good thing to do a fresher on the course. Reaching one of their borders, he sniffed a bit, catching a faint scent of a fox, but it was over a few days old and probably long gone.

Coldpaw | tom | eleven moons | apprentice | mentor; gingerfang | location; apprentice den | tagged; heatherpaw, gingerfang

The silver tabby rolled his eyes a bit at the older apprentices excitement to join a patrol, unbeknownst to others, the younger apprentice had a sort of fear of patrols and going off on his own while outside of camp. The fear is caused by his parents and he wasn't sure if they were still out there and if they catch him... the tom did a small faint shiver at the thought as he could feel a small throb starting in his leg from the memory. Snapping back to reality, he looked over at Heatherpaw as she called back to him.

"Not if I'm lucky," he called back as he drew a paw over his muzzle. After he was done grooming, he looked up and noticed his mentor looking at him, which caused his ears to perk a little. Doing a small stretch, he then began his calm and slow walk towards the much older tom. Of all the mentors, he was glad that he got stuck with Gingerfang, the tom was ambitious and gave a sort of no-nonsense attitude that the younger tom truly appreciated, not that he would ever admit it.

Hawkfeather | molly | thirty-four moons | queen | location; nursery | tagged; sootfeather

"I've been well, starting to show more and more everyday it seems," she purred softly as she knelt down and took a bite of the prey, closing her eyes in bliss at the taste. She hadn't had vole in a while and truly missed the flavor of the meat as it was her favorite type of prey. Opening her eyes again, she looked up at the medicine cat and cleared her throat softly.

"Would you like a bite?" The queen asked as she licked her muzzle of the traces of the vole, awaiting his answer. She could see his gaze traveling over her and her eyes softened again, the tom always seemed to be on duty and although she was a warrior, the she-cat would have time to relax and forget about her duties for a little.

Brambleberry | molly | eighty-two moons | elder | location; elder den | tagged; open

The elder laid asleep in her den, she had a rough night last night and it was decided that this was one of her not-so-great days.

[aerti]

𝙎𝙤𝙤𝙩𝙛𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧
▪tom ▪ 26 moons ▪ crush; n/a ▪ tags; hawkfeather ▪

Sootfeather shook his head at Hawkfeather's offer. "Ah, no, thank you." Though the idea of a meal did make the young tom realize how hungry he was. He ignored the dull ache of his empty belly to sit next to the queen. He still had his duties; After her, perhaps he'd go check on the queen's elderly mother, then a quick check on his apprentice and, maybe, a brief hello to his sister. Then he'll be able to pick at what's left in the fresh-kill, probably.

The mention of the queen's subtly plumper figure bred a question that was probably in the subconscious of most of the clan but shamed Sootfeather immensely to think about. The soft silence between the two only made the question louder, so he spoke up again. "I was going to go check on your mother later, if you'd like to join me? Its quite a pretty day out.".

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𝕊𝕞𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕓𝕖𝕝𝕝𝕪
▪molly ▪ 26 moons ▪ crush; n/a ▪ tags; open ▪

Smallbelly ears pricked up at Rushpaw's voice and she stood to face him. She glanced over to see the patrols forming near the entrance of the camp. There seemed to be enough cats already, so Smallbelly just shook her head at her apprentice's question. "No, not at all." She said, a friendliness in her eyes as she looked at the older apprentice.

"C'mon, all that sleeping must've made you hungry, hm? Let's get good picks before they run out." With a twitch of her tail, Smallbelly lead Rushpaw over to the fresh-kill pile. Smallbelly decided that after the meal, perhaps she'd look around if any other mentor/apprentice duo was willing to do a joint training session; It's more fun that way than one on one, she thought. Smallbelly remembered how her father and mentor would take her out on solo training. And while her brother was taught herbs and Starclan, she had to grin and bare their dad's drawn-out lessons before getting to the training itself.