[ ★ — ❝ sunclan ]

[LadyYakuza]

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xxxxxxxxxxx|| 18 moons || ♂ || pansexual || warrior || location; camp|| Tags ; snowflurry (mentioned), open
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Ravenmask’s tail flicked back and forth in a languid motion, his body curled within his nest.
A long breath escaped him as a single amber eye slid open. The young warrior didn’t have an apprentice
but he didn’t want to be lazing about in his nest, no matter how comfortable or warm it may be. Rising
from his bedding he began blinking the sleep from his eyes, allowing them to focus. The ebony black
tom yawned lightly as he flexed his paws and then stretched his legs, warming his stiff joints. Padding
out of the warriors den, he was thankful his fur was so dark, as the morning light seeped into his short
and thick pelt. A glance was shot in the direction of the fresh kill pile. The tom blinked with a sigh as he
moved out the way of the den entrance. It seems as no patrols were put together just yet, so he was
early. With being early he now had noting to really do, he doesn’t talk much so chatting was out of the
question. Ravenmask decided to trot over to the entrance, and settle himself there. The dark cat gave
a small nod of acknowledgement to the molly already there as he,too, looked over the territory. The
morning light casting a warm glaze over their frigid home.

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xxxxxxxxxxx|| 7 moons || ♀ || heterosexual || medicine cat apprentice|| location; medicine cat den|| tags ; cloverpaw
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Breathing gently Honeypaw laid still in her nest, her pelt fluffing out from the chill
wind that tickled her spine, jolting her into a awakeful daze. Her nose was tucked beneath her soft tail
and she sighed lightly, warmth seeping back into her body as the cold air stopped blowing. She was
definitely going to need to patch up her nest for the incoming colder weather, after she did the elders
and the queens nests of course. The young molly was about to fall back into her slumber, when her ears
picked up on the hurried steps of a cat. She almost had no time to react as her clanmate burst into the den,
calling her name. Honeypaw let out a small yelp, her blue eyes darting over to the other feline, their
voice finally registering in her brain. She felt silly for getting spooked so easy and looked at her kin, mirth
dancing in her eyes. “ If I wasn’t, I would be now. ” The molly giggled lightly as she rose
from her nest.

[Nebelung]

Squirrelstar
tom | leader | tagged: foxfur
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There had been very little snoring from the leader's den that morning. He had woken early, and lay curled up in his nest.
Thanks to this thick fur, the cold was hardly ever a problem. At least, not until the white powder of snow covered the ground.
He suppressed a sigh before he heaved himself to his paws. His nest of grass, moss, and feathers hissed beneath him as his
massive paws were pressed into it. He made a note to have one of the apprentices build him a new one. This one was getting
old and worn from his restlessness.

Yawning, he appeared at the leader's den entrance and peered outside at the camp. Gradually, warriors and apprentices
started to wake. Foxfur, especially, seemed to have risen early and alert, as usual. "Morning, Foxfur," he greeted deeply, leaning
over to scratch at an itch behind his ear. "It seems to me I'll be needing a new nest soon. Would you assign someone's
apprentice to fetching more nest material?" He shook his thick fur around his neck and scanned camp, frosty eyes half-lidded.


Redhawk
tom | warrior | tagged: open
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The fluffy dark brown tom was still asleep in his nest, his red tail curled over him like a blanket. He also didn't mind the cold
too terribly. But he liked to feel snug as he slept. Honestly, he looked like a squirrel curled up in its nest. His whiskers quivered
as he dreamed, his toes flexing. His dream rabbit was just out of reach! Faster! He was almost there!

He kicked out one of his hindlegs, accidentally prodding a sleeping body near him. But did he wake up to apologize? Nonsense!
That rabbit needed catching!


Fallowheart
she-cat | warrior | tagged: open
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A mouse-colored she-cat was just padding outside the den, yawning. Her twisted muzzle glistened in the dim morning light, and
her foggy breath wafted around her, misting her vision. Her head turning, she glanced towards the freshkill pile. Some freshkill
still seemed to be left over from last night. She lowered herself down into a stretch, her plumy tail curling over her back.

Being unable to taste or smell, the she-cat didn't mind eating prey that was just a little stale, or left over. Sure, she's eaten prey
that was just a little too stale and suffered the consequences with a foul stomach. But aside from that, she almost prided
herself on not being picky. She trotted over to the pile, looking down at its remnants before casting her gaze over camp. Who else was awake? she pondered silently.

[Animals65]

Creamflower is eating a rabbit from the fresh-kill pile, savoring the delicious taste. She scans the clearing, seeing whose up and about this morning.

[Animals65]

Creamflower hears someone coming nearby and turns her head to see it was Shadowraid, smiling. Upon hearing the she-cat's statement about leaf-bare coming and the prey will be scrawnier, she nods, understanding the situation full well. "That is true Shadowraid." she said. "Might as well enjoy the bountiful prey while we still can." She takes another bite of her rabbit, savoring the delicious taste.

[Euthymios]

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• [ location; warrior’s den ] • [ mood. wistful ] • [ tags; snowflurry ] • [ role; warrior ] • [ gender; female ]

xxxxxWhile Jasminebreeze was never a morning cat, she had to acknowledge to herself that waking up any later than she did. Most of Sunclan was still asleep, so it was relatively quiet when she first padded out of the den, the cool morning air ruffling her luscious cream fur. while it was only leaf-fall, she could sense that leaf-bare was on the horizon. She had never been a fan of the cold, ever since the bitter winter took her younger sister brookpaw. Her older brother was left reeling from the loss, barely able to cope with it. They had all been quite young at that point - the triplets being newly minted apprentices only a moon ago.
xxxxxBarely able to tolerate dallying any longer, Jasminerose decided to pick out some friends or other cats to go hunting. She tried to push the memories of her family away when she scented one of her acquaintances Snowflurry nearby. She waved her tail toward the white molly when she approached, "Good morning Snowflurry. I was going to go on patrol, and I was wondering if you would like to come with?" She jerked her muzzle toward the camp entrance, "Maybe if we can get it done quick enough, we can take a little shelter from the cold with a bite to eat."

[Revan]

S O O T P A W
[ bio ] [ eight moons ] [ tom ] [ apprentice ] [ mentor: Shadowraid ] [ tagged: Shadowraid, Creamflower ]
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When Sootpaw awoke in his nest in the apprentice's den, he let out a long yawn. Blinking the sleepiness from his eyes, the small apprentice rose to his paws and padded out into the camp. Eager to get out and explore the territory, Sootpaw bounded over to the fresh-kill pile, nodding a greeting to Shadowraid and Creamflower. Unaware of the ongoing conversation between the two she-cats, he sat down near his mentor. "Hi Shadowraid, Creamflower." Perhaps if he landed on his mentor's good side this morning, she might take him out on a patrol.

[AntCall]

trσutstrєαm, вísєхuαl, mαtє crush. σpєn , rαnk mєdícínє cαt, αgє 22 mσσns tags honeypaw, cloverpaw
. .troustream laid quietly in the corner of the den, sleeping. but he was suddenly awaken by a loud whine for cloverpaw to get up. or at least wake up, but she had already seemed awake. he groaned loudly. the giant got up stretching his paws, his big paws going in front of him as he extracts his claws in and out for a little bit. than he stands up straight and looks into the youngs cats eyes, amusement in his cat like face. .


𝕬𝖈𝖔𝖗𝖓𝕱𝖑𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙 , 𝖆𝖌𝖊; 𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖊𝖙𝖊𝖊𝖓 𝖒𝖔𝖔𝖓𝖘, 𝖗𝖆𝖓𝖐; 𝖜𝖆𝖗𝖗𝖎𝖔𝖗 ,𝖌𝖊𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖗; 𝖙𝖔𝖒, 𝖈𝖗𝖚𝖘𝖍/ 𝖒𝖆𝖙𝖊; 𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖑𝖊𝖌𝖔𝖗𝖘𝖊
. . Acornflight slept peacefully, he dreamed of a place for the clan. where there was endless cats to play and do adventures with. where the clan, was not only just big. but the biggest clan around. but, something woke him up from that dream. his head came up slowly as a yawn escaped his lips. he meowed after looking around him and landing his eyes onto his mate. instantly he started to purr very very loudly. he got up from his position stretching than straightening up, his eyes looked bright and ready to have some adventures today. or hunt and help out the others. his tail wagged like a happy puppy

[katsu,]

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Age. 47 moons . Gender. tom . Rank. deputy . Mentors. no cat . Where. camp . Tags. squirrelstar, shadowraid, sootpaw, creamflower
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the fluffy orange tabby tom scented his leader and friend approaching him, most likely to ask about a patrol or something important. while his request wasn't patrol oriented, it was still an important request. yeah no problem, i'm sure could get some moss or ferns. looks like the supply is a little low...honestly I think a patrol about now would work just fine. be back in a jiffy. foxfur jumped to his feet and found his way over to shadowraid and his apprentice, sootpaw.

good morning sootpaw, creamflower, shadowraid. it's about time for a hunting patrol to be leaving, and it seems as though snowflurry and jasminebreeze are nearing the edge of camp. they must be itching to go catch some prey, and I was hoping you were as well. shadowraid, I would like you to bring sootpaw out to gather some more material for nests. creamflower, you are more than welcome to join them. the more the merrier, and we do have quite a few mouths to feed in this camp. leaf-bare was always a difficult time for everyone. prey was low, predators were high, and sicknesses were harsh. it was all they could do to survive the cold, and having more nest warm materials and prey would help with that survival.

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Age. 20 moons . Gender. she-cat . Rank. warrior . Mentors. cloverpaw . Where. camp . Tags. jasminebreeze, cloverpaw (mentioned)
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the elegant white furred she-cat had her eyes closed, almost in a meditating way. it wasn't until she heard pawsteps that her icy blue eyes opened. it was ravenmask who was approaching, a fellow warrior. she returned a greeting to him in the form of a pur and raised paw that quickly returned back to the ground. both warriors were then both joined by snowflurry's pal jasminebreeze. her purrs of delight continued at her friend's words. she would glady go on a patrol...as long as she wasn't alone! I would be glad to join you on a patrol. do you suppose we should ask another warrior, or perhaps cloverpaw to go with us? i'm sure he would love to join on a hunt. besides, it never hurts to get some extra mouths for a hunt. we can carry more prey, and more prey means full bellies and less angry warriors. a short chuckle escaped her belly softly and she looked around for other warriors or her apprentice cloverpaw. she wasn't quite sure as to where her apprentice had gone off to, but if he didn't join them, there was always next time.

[Animals65]

Creamflower hears another voice and turns her head to see Sootpaw, eventually followed by Foxfur as another voice was heard. She hears the deputy mentioning she can join Shadowraid and Sootpaw for gathering materials for nests and smiles, deciding to do so. "I may be a queen, but I can do that!" she said. "I could use the exercise anyway!"

[-solar eclipse-]

xx— 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐞
xxxx22 moons ▸ tom ▸ warrior ▸ location; warrior's den ▸ mate; acornflight ▸ tagged; acornflight
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He knew that he'd have to get up soon, but had remained where he was for some time, as to not wake his mate. "Well, good morning, Acornflight." He himself hadn't dreamed of anything, since he liked to think his reality was a dream, for the most part. Call him sappy, but he was truly in love with him. The large tabby stretched, making sure not to hit any cats that might still be sleeping, before giving his mate a smile as he left the den.

xx— 𝐓𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐥𝐞
xxxx5 moons ▸ she-cat ▸ outsider ▸ location; below mountain ▸ mentor; n/a ▸ tagged; open
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Once again, she found herself wishing that she had a long pelt, or at least a thicker one, trying to refrain from shivers as she headed out of the den she'd been staying in. Her mother always warned her about danger if she left the den, but she never did get to tell her about how to survive alone. She tilted her head in thought, remembering a short story her mother had said, what was his name? It was some odd name, one that Turtle couldn't remember. But she was sure that she'd know it eventually.