- ➳. ── ❝ M I S T E Y E ❞
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( 53 moons ) ( tom ) ( warrior ) ( mentor to sleetpaw ) ( tags: creamflower ) ( location: camp )
➳. ── ❝ i'd take fifty percent efficiency to get one hundred percent loyalty. ❞
- as soon as the words came out of his mouth, he regretted them, remembering the story before she even responded. he wasnt even that old, but he felt his mind must have left him for a moment if he had mixed this queen up with the other two who were currently pregnant. he couldnt imagine what it must have been like, losing her kits, and he understood why she hadnt returned to her warrior duties yet, likely still in mourning over the loss and not ready to move on. he immediately lowered his head, shutting his eyes, with his tail fluffed up massively. his voice was soft and tender, quite different than what most cats grew to expect from him when he spoke. "i am deeply apologetic for my words creamflower. i dont know where my mind went. i mixed you up with cloudsong or something. i am deeply sorry. how may i ever make it up to you?"
- ✭. ── ❝ Q U I V E R P A W ❞
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( 11 moons ) ( tom ) ( apprentice ) ( mentored by thunderstep ) ( tags: curlewfeather, thunderstep ) ( location: camp )
✭. ── ❝ cast your fear in the fire; cause fear he is a liar.❞
- the small apprentice just saw there, enjoying the presence and the warmth of the older molly. his little eyes looked at her belly, both excited and nervous at the thought of her kits coming into this world. he was excited because part of him felt like he was going to have new siblings that he could help her raise. but at the same time, he was terrified that when curlewfeather had her own kits, she would not have the time for him or even would just stop caring about him anymore. he opened his little mouth to talk, not wanting her to leave him alone, but before he had a chance to say anything, she was gone, walking off to the fresh kill pile to get her own breakfast. he sighed a bit but stood up, shaking out his short tabby fur before approaching his mentor, who sat beside another warrior wolfheart. he kept his head low, eyes on the ground, stopping about a foot away from the pair. his voice was very soft and quivering as he spoke. "m-m-morning. any-any plans for us to-today si-sir?"
❆. ── ❝ W O L F H E A R T ❞
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( 24 moons ) ( molly ) ( warrior ) ( mentor to no-one ) ( tags: thunderstep, springstar, rivertalon ) ( location: edge of camp )
❆. ── ❝ what could we accomplish if we knew we could not fail? ❞the broken-patterned tabby molly was up long before the majority of her clanmates were, as was the habit for her. she had left the clan's camp before a single other cat had awoken, and was out in the forest, hunting for her clan, as she always did. she didnt have trouble sleeping persay, she just didnt need as much sleep as the others did; or at least thats what she told herself. everytime she slept for too long, she would dream, and the dream was always the same; the moment she lost her sister, all those moons ago. she tended to hunt in the early hours of the morning because the clan now had three pregnant queens and they were all to be hungry as soon as they awoke. catching the scent of a pheasant nearby, and immediately left her thoughts behind and began to stalk the bird. she was aware of everything that would cause a sound, from her pawsteps to her breathing. in one swift movement, she was on top of the creature, and its neck was snapped in her jaw. dragging the bird, as it was nearly her size, as she entered the camp, she made her way straight towards the fresh kill pile. she passed by the leader and deputy in the process, trying to nod her head in respect, before setting the bird down gently in its proper spot. she then made her way towards where the clan cats had already begun to gather, and mentally hoped to be placed on a border patrol; she was still praying to starclan every day for her sister to return. she sat down beside the orange and white form of a fellow warrior. "morning thunderstep. good night sleep i hope. you catch anything this morning?" her tone of voice was teasing, as they had a bit of a running competition between the pair of them.
- ☀. ── ❝ D O E ❞
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( 24 moons ) ( molly ) ( former kitty-pet ) ( crushin on sirius ) ( tags: sirius ) ( location: farm )
☀. ── ❝ a warm smile is the universal language of kindness. ❞
- the dilute calico molly could tell just by the way he was looking at her that he was slightly upset by the fact she still wasnt sleeping well. she couldnt help the sigh that came out of her as she lowered her head slightly, looking back at the dilapidated farmhouse. "more so just sad about having to truly say goodbye to this place, to the memory of him and everything he did for me. i was only 5 moons old when he found me; i lived with him for over 15 moons sirius. he was just a big part of my life..." standing up, the she cat approached the front door, now beginning to fall off its hinges, and raised herself up, digging her front claws down the wood to mark the door. her voice was a mere whisper as it came out, barely audible over the various other sounds of the farm coming to life. "goodbye my friend. may you find good hunting, swift running, and shelter when you sleep." she didnt know how the phrase had stuck with her all those years, but she remembered hearing it as a kit when a cat had died and it felt appropriate to say to her human. turning back to sirius, she nudged him softly before jumping down the steps and into the overgrown grass. "there are things i need to tell you sirius. and i dont know how you'll take them. come, let us talk while we walk to the fence."
