〖➳〗through the valley - - open & accepting!

[TidalCurrent]

[❈] ❝ＣＲＥＥＫＳＴＡＲ❞

--------{ she/her | creekclan leader | 44 moons }-----{ Location: creekclan camp }---{ Tagged: n/a }--{ Mentioned: n/a }---
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xxxxxxxxCreekstar had been awake for a short while. The pale silver she-cat now looked down at the clan below from her perch, a small ledge a few fox-lengths above the ground. Where it connected with the stone wall was a small cave, only large enough for one or two cats to fit inside. The bedding within was stale from disuse, as the leader preferred to sleep out in the open with her clanmates, but it was there nonetheless. The ledge jutted out of the rock-face not too far from the boulder used for meetings, and was accessed by small paw-holds along the precipice, easy to climb for felines used to setting their paws on stone. The leader laid with paws tucked underneath her, keeping warm against the cool nip of leaf-fall, amplified by both the shady camp and the mist thrown into the air by the waterfall's consistent stream below. The first streaks of sunlight filtered just above it, casting long rays down to CreekClan's home. The she-cat's eyes were half-lidded, not out of tiredness but in favor of using her hearing to focus on what was going on around the waterfall. She could hear the paw-steps of warriors either moving around or just getting up themselves, and relished her last few moments of rest before standing up and stretching her limbs, testing each one in turn. Dawn patrols would be sent out soon, and she liked to be present during them. Their members weren't the numbers they used to be since... well, the split, and every cat needed to adjust to life no longer constantly on the move, including her. Although she definitely didn't miss being on the journey, it has been hard to get used to waking up in the same place everyday, and only having to go as far as the borders and back. Taking part in patrols helped, being able to go out into the open fields everyday made it easier of a transition. At least, the she-cat liked to think so. Of coarse, being out in that wide space meant she could see all the way across the lake and into the trees where she knew ShadeClan made their camp as well. The thoughts that topic brought up were bitter, and she quickly pushed them away before heading towards the center of camp where the fellow members of CreekClan were emerging.


[♤] ❝ＡＭＢＥＲＴＨＲＯＡＴ❞

--------{ she/her | shadeclan warrior | 30 moons }-----{ Location: ShadeClan Camp }---{ Tagged: n/a }---{ Mentioned: n/a }---
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xxxxxxxxAmberthroat shifted her paws in her light sleep, silently happy the stone roofs above her kept her tortoiseshell fur dry, out of the light rain that had been on and off around the territory for a while. The warrior yawned, fluffing out her fur as she slightly opened her eyes. Though she felt safer sleeping near an exit, it sure had it's downfall come the colder seasons. Old stone isn't exactly good for keeping out the chilly air, and she had to re-do her bedding more often than not when fog filtered into the clan's camp and dampening the moss and leaves. Amberthroat considered getting up for a short moment, before letting her head fall back to rest on her paws. It was still early, and if she was needed she'd surely be called or alerted by one of the cats in the clan she considered her friends. The feline definitely wasn't one to wake up at the first rays of dawn for no good reason. Instead, she stayed laying down, listening to the other cats' steady breathing or quiet paw-steps as they decided too whether they would move around or not.


[➶] ❝ＴＩＤＥＰＡＷ❞

--------{ she/her | creekclan apprentice | 8 moons }-----{ Location: creekclan apprentice den }---{ Tagged: cloudpaw }---{ Mentioned: blackpaw }---
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xxxxxxxxTidepaw blinked open her eyes to the sound of water thundering down from above, rolling over in her nest. The den was dark, as it always was, being both sheltered by overhanging stone and the falls not too far away. This didn't faze her though, within the few weeks of arriving to their (hopefully) permanent home she had grown used to the shadowy cave she and the other apprentices stayed in. She was quick at adjusting anyway, that trait picked up from being born during the journey. The small she-cat rolled over on her side and stretched until her paws dug into her sibling's similar thick fur. Of coarse, she didn't plan on apologizing to Cloudpaw, merely rolling back on her paws to stand up. And well, repeat the action again. The apprentice batted at her brother's ears, already feeling her daily dose of energy flow through her bones. For some reason she was better at getting up early than staying up late, and was definitely expressing that trait right now. She leaned down, and meowed into his ear. "Get up fur-ball, I want to go on one of the dawn patrols!" And, oops, that was louder than expected. She glanced around the den, taking note of her friend and fellow apprentice Blackpaw not too far away and wincing slightly. She'd say sorry later. Maybe.

[Slifer The SkyNoodle]

BLACKPAW

-he/him ~ creekclan apprentice ~ 9 moons- ~ location: creekclan camp ~ tagged: tidepaw ~

Blackpaw was dreaming. He had to be. There was no other explanation for what was happening. He was by the pool the water from the fall, letting his paws cool off from the sun warmed stones when an attractive face that seemed familiar - but he could not put his paw on it- sliding in through the thicket with a sparrow in their jaws. Blackpaw knew he was a lost cause at trying his case with cats he thought were attractive, but he had to try. He pulled his paws from the water, angled his body toward the newcomer, and opened his jaws to speak --- "Get up fur-ball, I want to go on one of the dawn patrols!" cut through the sleep haze he was in and brought him to the sad reality where he was now awake. "Tidepaw, would it kill you to antagonize your brother more quietly?" The tone of his voice was fond, but it was most definitely a whine. He tucked his nose under his front paws, squeezing his eyes shut as if that would bring back his dream. It would not.

[maplefoxie]

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male • 17 moons • creekclan warrior • pansexual • creekclan camp
tags; -- • mentions; --

indent Swiftstep's tail twitched as the black and white tom drifted into consciousness, mind slowly becoming clear as he awoke from a deep slumber. Pale yellow eyes opening to slits as he watched the sunlit world slowly slide into focus. He could start to feel cold air of the rocks he was sleeping on, and hear the quiet crashes of the waterfall in the distance. The hot temperatures of Green-leaf were over, replaced with the ever-growing chill before the upcoming Leaf-bare, but he still preferred the cool temperatures within the caves of the Creekclan camp. For a moment the tom debated properly waking up, going the dawn patrol, getting to re-explore the new territory the clan, or pair of clans had finally settled in. Despite the curiosity pulling at his mind, he curled up, forming a fluffy black and white ball in the center of the den, if the clan really wanted him they would wake him, but for now he would rather enjoy the comfort of the permanent den, allowing him to slip into the dark world of blurriness and dreams.

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female • 36 moons • shadeclan warrior • bisexual • shadeclan camp
tags; -- • mentions; --

indent Maplesplash stared out of the den, pale green eyes enraptured by the temples around the den. The ginger tabby had woken up a while ago, right when the sun was beginning to shine it's first rays on the clans, signalling a new day that would hopefully be filled with peace and plenty of prey for the both of them. She could still see the drips of water from the top of the temple entrance from the light pitter patters of rain that had befallen upon Shadeclan, her home now. She took a short glance back at some of the other cats in the den some recognizable faces, some not, it never matter to the she-cat anyway, she would protect them with her life, like she would do for any clan-mate, it was how she showed she cared. Shaking off a shiver from the chilly air, she decided to take a careful step outside the den, becoming slightly enclosed from how long she had sat there, the chill would probably go away when she started moving anyway.

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male • 9 moons • shadeclan apprentice • bisexual • shadeclan camp
tags; other shadeclan apprentices • mentions; --

indentPale green eye's shot open as soon the young feline had escaped from his dream world. This time filled with a bird family who seemed to enjoy raising their young. The apprentice never bothered to dig into the meaning of his little dreams, besides it was only medicine cats who got dreams from starclan and stuff, what could a small dream a birds even signify. Sparrowpaw bounced up from his position, mainly in an attempt to start moving before his muscles got too tired, as well as a way to keep the chill away. Twisting his body around, he could see that most of the other apprentices seemed to either be still asleep or just waking up. Quickly skimming through his options, he decided on the most amusing to him course of action. “Wakey Wakey sleepyheads!!” He called out, trying to keep his tone low yet loud enough for them to hear, “Did any of you want to head out on a hunt with me?” There was a reason Sparrowpaw loved Shadeclan so much, he’s only been here for a bit, but he already figured out what he could do with his freedom, he could practically do anything, but today he decided to bring a fellow apprentice along with his antics.

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female • 28 moons • loner • demisexual • shadeclan border
tags; -- • mentions; --

indentThe tree top rustled as the white coated feline stepped down from her sleeping spot on tree branch by one the clans borders, the clans that she had decided to follow along their journey with curiousity. With a quick glance Snow could already tell it had been raining just a bit before, most likely due to her slumber. For a moment she debated on whether to hunt in the cold early morning, or wait for a more suitable time, instead using the time to just enjoy the fogged forest around her. After a while of sitting absentmindly, tail twitching as her thoughts raked through every possible outcome she could think of, she stood up cautiously as to not make a noise and started moving around the border of the territory, nose and ear completely focused on prey, rather the scent a marked border she carefully treaded across.

[ataraxic_gone]

☾ ＳＨＡＤＥＳＴＡＲ

tom . fourty moons . shadeclan leader . camp w/ sparrowpaw
⤷ The air was thick with a hearty scent of dew and petrichor, the soft pitters echoing into the heart of the ruins. Shade's first taste of that sweet dawn air was through two loud and resounding coughs as he clearer his lungs upon waking. He stood roughly shaking his pelt free of the moss and dust that had coated him during his nightly routine. Standing on his front paw for the first time in the morning he winced slightly, the pain only faint and more of an uncalled for discomfort from the morning chill. It was something he had lived with all his life, the chill of the morning air against his pelt sinking into his bones and chilling his soul. He was a gruff one, an old soul in a younger body, struggling as the site of morning light; the possibility for another work heavy day almost inevitable. It was morning regardless and as he coughed once or twice more he brought himself to a brisk walk, switching between holding his deformed paw to his chest and walking normally. Stepping away from his section of the ruins he walked through the sleeping masses, eyes scanning dutifully over the people of his clan. He spotted amongst the masses young SparrowPaw was dutifully squawking to waken her clanmates. Shade felt his ears press back against his head, tongue tightened in his maw with annoyance. His tail fell low, slowly flicking as he contemplated the action of this kit. On one hand, he was a screeching alarm to wake most in these echoing halls. On the other hand, his clan was built with a mixed spread of workers, who in most cases, chose their own routines. His head ever so slightly teetered as he changed his path, body moving to SparrowPaw's side as he stood over the other cat, gently resting his tail on his side. He waited for a moment, staring without a word until he was content that his point had come across. His tail fell low to the floor, as he continued on his path through the ruins, eyes travelling from cat to cat before he settled on his haunches at the entrance to their camp, tail curling around his legs. A long sigh erupted from his chest as he leaned his weight against the frame of the entrance, the odd pitter from the sunshowers landing on his face. [400]

[Amplify]

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female she/her pronouns ➸ twenty-seven moons /➸➸➸/ speaking ➸ thinking
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In truth Silverclaw embodies the admittedly altered expression ‘late to bed early to rise’. For while she knows she has responsibilities to attend to throughout the day, she still prefers working during the night more. And truth be told that’s because she never feels as content as she does under the watchful gaze of the moon and stars.

Though this preference often leads her to where she was earlier: waking up to the first signs of light outside the camp, covered in dew. What’s irritating is that usually manages to get back to camp even if she stays up late; however, the night before she had spent more time stargazing than she had intended to and fell asleep right where she laid.

One of the biggest nuisances after these nights is the dew simply because she always has to groom herself longer than usual. Her fur wasn’t even that long, it was just too obvious she hadn’t slept in her nest if she didn’t carefully groom herself afterwards. Plus it was pretty chilly and having her fur coat messy only meant she was colder. Either way, she ended up doing a half-hearted job at it; figuring that as long as she looked fine and wasn’t freezing she could adjust more for comfort later.

Currently, she found herself walking back to camp with a pair of mice dangling from her jaws. She had remembered while grooming herself that the fresh kill pile was low and wanted to make sure there was plenty fresh prey to go around. In fact, she probably could’ve gotten back to camp before anyone else woke up if she hadn’t gone hunting. Then again, who’s to say she didn’t wake up in camp, see the small fresh kill pile, and decide to go out for a quick hunt on her own?

Regardless, that didn't and wouldn’t change the fact that she was coming back to camp now. As the ruins came into view, her steps became a bit more leisurely as she stretched herself more fully awake. It was then that she noticed someone sitting within the entrance of their camp. She paused in front of them, gently setting the mice on the ground as she dipped her head in greeting. Ah, good morning Shade.

She knew he wasn’t one for idle chatter which she could appreciate and from what she gathered preferred to listen rather than speak much like she did. And although he was more obvious about it, she didn’t doubt he recognized the trait in her as well. Still, it was also in her nature to greet those she came across. At least those that she cared about, which included any Shadeclan member. In the end, all she was waiting for was some sort of acknowledgement if he had nothing he wanted to say, one being just as fine as the other in knowing him.

[Daria008]

Hawkwing

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Hawkwing|Creekclan| Medicine cat|him/his|30 moons|
Location: Creekclan Camp| Tags:---|Mentions: Creekstar
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Hawkwing woke up just as the sun was rising in the sky. The tom
stretched his legs before taking a look around his den, the sound of the waterfall
delighting his ears. Soon enough he would have to go out and collect herbs because
even if right now leaf-fall was still here, sooner or later leaf-bare would hit, making
herbs harder to find. 'If Creekstar is awake I should talk to her about
who I could take out to help me gather herbs. We barely have anything right now
and injuries are always unexpected...' Hawkwing thought as he walked out of his den
from behind the waterfall. The sky looked clear but to be extra cautious he smelled
the air for a second. No rain scent. That's good.

Cloudpaw

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Cloudpaw|Creekclan| Apprentice|him/his|8 moons|
Location: Creekclan Camp| Tags:Tidepaw, Blackpaw|Mentions:---
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Cloudpaw was in the middle of a really good hunting dream when his side
was kicked, waking him up. "Of course it was you, Tidepaw." The
tom said, followed by a long yawn. Just to give his sister a little bit of payback Cloudpaw
stretched his legs, hitting Tidepaw in the process. He finally got up and scratched his ear.
"Tidepaw, I love you and I hate to break your bubble, but you don't even
know if you're going to go on the dawn patrol. So...stop waking me up so early everyday."
He looked around the dark cave and noticed Blackpaw so he whispered to the tom, trying
not to disturb him any further. " I am sorry she woke you up as well, Blackpaw."

Feathertail

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Feathertail|Creekclan| Warrior|she/her|24 moons|
Location: Creekclan Camp| Tags:---|Mentions:Tidepaw
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Feathertail was awake as the first rays of sun shone upon Creekclan's camp. It was a habit of
hers to always wake up early, very early, despite how late she usually goes to sleep. The
she-cat was watching the camp come to live as cats started appearing from the dens. She
looked at the clear sky for a brief moment.'Today seems like a good
opportunity to take Tidepaw out hunting.The sky is clear and it doesn't look like it's gonna
rain.' Feathertail thought as she looked over to where the apprentices den was,
expecting the lively apprentice to pop out any minute.

[TidalCurrent]

[➶] ❝ＴＩＤＥＰＡＷ❞

--------{ she/her | creekclan apprentice | 8 moons }-----{ Location: creekclan apprentice den ↣ main camp area }
--------{ Tagged: cloudpaw, blackpaw }---{ Mentioned: feathertail, gorsefur }
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xxxxxxxxAs Blackpaw spoke, Tidepaw turned towards him and scoffed playfully. "Of coarse it would! I'd die of boredom instantly!" she meowed matter-of-factually, a small grin displayed over her features all the while. It was only partially true, with only a couple apprentices in the clan currently and no kits soon to take up the roles, the excitable she-cat could only really throw her personality at Blackpaw and Cloudpaw more often than not. The latter beginning to stir, Tidepaw took a step back off of her brother, only to be hit by him as well. Just as she was about to open her jaws to let out an indignant statement, her brother talked again and she closed her jaws with a snap before giving a retort. "But you don't know that we aren't either! And what fun would I have just sitting here myself, lazy-bones. Hey! I heard that! Don't apologize for me!" The she-cat fluffed up her fur with an attitude that mocked offended, and pointedly started walking towards the exit to the den. If they didn't follow, their loss. Surely their mentors would get them eventually. She followed the narrow path between the stone dens and the waterfall, some of the spray dampening her thick coat, and emerged from the space. Maybe her mentor would be up as well and they could go on a patrol if the deputy allowed.


[❈] ❝ＣＲＥＥＫＳＴＡＲ❞

--------{ she/her | creekclan leader | 44 moons }-----{ Location: creekclan camp }
--------{ Tagged: hawkwing }--{ Mentioned: gorsefur }
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xxxxxxxxReaching the center of camp, the striped she-cat let her golden gaze wander the area around the water once more. Creekstar was glad the clan chose the home they did. She was a bit doubtful at first, as areas around water were bound to flood, but once the capability of defense the cliffs had came into consideration, it was the obvious choice to settle. The overhangs and caves provided shelter from rain or storms, there was few vegetation around to pose the threat of forest fires or places for an enemy to hide, and the tall walls of stone both allowed CreekClan cats an easy watch of the territory, and disallowed enemies or predators who weren't used to scaling the rock from entering the camp anywhere but the front entrance. She would make sure to assign a guard to the entry eventually, especially if their borders discontinued their silence, but with the warriors all usually resting out in the open, there wasn't exactly a point as of now. Speaking of warriors, she noticed a few more felines were awake now, and the leader nodded kindly to them each as she walked by. Creekstar took into account that her deputy, Gorsefur, hadn't yet begun the task of calling out patrols, and she instead let her eyes fall upon one of the cats who came from behind the waterfall. Hawkwing, the clan's medicine cat, had just managed to leave the spray of water and had glanced up at the sky, presumably checking the weather. The tom looked like he had something on his mind, and Creekstar started towards him. "Hello, Hawkwing," she meowed a greeting as she reached him. "How's the medicine den holding up?" She long settled on being kind to the feline, he was one of the cats who had been on the journey since the start, allowing a sort of bond between the two to form, and the tom's skills with herbs couldn't exactly be ignored.

[Slifer The SkyNoodle]

BLACKPAW

-he/him ~ creekclan apprentice ~ 9 moons- ~ location: creekclan camp ~ tagged: tidepaw, cloudpaw, shrikefeather ~

Blackpaw peaked one eye open to see Cloudpaw smack Tidepaw back, and couldn't resist laughing when he apologized for her. "Hey, it's not your fault you've got a demented sister." But his pale eyes were full of warmth for his two friends. He got to his paws and stretched forward, letting bones pop and yawning big and loud. "Now that I'm officially awake, might as well see whose going to be on the dawn patrol, no? Maybe Shrikefeather will be up and agree to to some training?" He doubted it, knowing that ever since the initial picking of this spot as the new clan home, patrols were extremely important to Creekstar. Nudging Cloudpaw playfully on his way out, he called back to the tom. "C'mon lets not loose your sister this early!"

[Daria008]

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Hawkwing|Creekclan| Medicine cat|him/his|30 moons|
Location: Creekclan Camp| Tags:Creekstar|Mentions: ---
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Hawkwing seemed to brighten up as Creekstar approached him." Morning,
Creekstar. Just the cat I was looking for!" The tom let his blue eyes scan over the cats that were
now awake and then silently eyes the she-cat for a moment. "So... you know I don't have
an apprentice." He then added. " I know I am still young but just saying."
Hawkwing said with a hint of amusement in his voice." Anyhow. I was thinking of how low
on herbs we actually are right now, and I know patrols and hunting are important so this is why I decided
to ask you first, but I need someone to come help me gather herbs. Especially since leaf-bare it's coming.
Do you have anyone free?" The tom finished his request and was waiting patiently for Creekstar.
He knew he could have taken someone but since he respected the leader so much he was always in need
of an answer from her, given that sometimes he would lose his self-confidence if he was doing something
unrelated to herbs.

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Cloudpaw|Creekclan| Apprentice|him/his|8 moons|
Location: Creekclan Camp| Tags:Tidepaw, Blackpaw|Mentions: Petalnose
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Cloudpaw got up from his warm spot and gave his chest fur a quick lick. "I'm coming! I'm coming!"
He called after the other two apprentices as he followed right after them. "We do not want to lose
Tidepaw, early or not. She is gonna get herself in trouble or make trouble" The tom said amused as
he kept an eye on his sister. "I wonder if Petalnose is awake. Now that I am up I really want to go on
the dawn patrol! Tidepaw always gets me excited and pumped about everything!" Clowdpaw meowed
to Blackpaw as he sprinted after his sister. His joyful self was kicking in, leaving the tired and grumpy
Cloudpaw back in the nest.

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Feathertail|Creekclan| Warrior|she/her|24 moons|
Location: Creekclan Camp| Tags:---|Mentions:Tidepaw
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Feathertail was awake as the first rays of sun shone upon Creekclan's camp. It was a habit of
hers to always wake up early, very early, despite how late she usually goes to sleep. The
she-cat was watching the camp come to live as cats started appearing from the dens. She
looked at the clear sky for a brief moment.'Today seems like a good
opportunity to take Tidepaw out hunting.The sky is clear and it doesn't look like it's gonna
rain.' Feathertail thought as she looked over to where the apprentices den was,
expecting the lively apprentice to pop out any minute.

[TidalCurrent]

[➶] ❝ＴＩＤＥＰＡＷ❞

--------{ she/her | creekclan apprentice | 8 moons }-----{ Location: creekclan camp }
--------{ Tagged: feathertail }---{ Mentioned: blackpaw, cloudpaw }
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xxxxxxxxEmerging from behind the waterfall, Tidepaw let her light blue eyes scan the camp. She could hear the voices of her sibling and Blackpaw behind her, but she merely rolled her eyes in favor of finding her mentor instead. Her stare fixed on a feline similar to her in size and coat, if more silver and older. Recognizing her mentor, Feathertail, she instantly bounded off to the cat's direction. "Feathertail! Feathertail!" the apprentice called enthusiastically, only just managing to skid to a stop on the damp stone beneath her claws as she reached the warrior. She looked up at the silver she-cat with wide eyes. Tidepaw was anxious back on the journey, when her mentor was being decided, but she found that she grew to look up to Feathertail since. Of coarse, it was sometimes easy to annoy the older feline, but it was always something the apprentice could brush off in a matter of minutes as Feathertail wasn't the harshest cat she knew. What she was is brave, and especially a good fighter. At-least in Tidepaw's eyes. Finally gaining her breath back, she spoke again. "Do we have anything planned for today?! Patrolling? I'd love to go on the dawn patrol! Hunting? I think I've been getting good at catching fish! Oh! Maybe battle practice!" she meowed, her words a bit too quick and close together in her excitement to guess rather than just wait and let her mentor respond.


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--------{ she/her | creekclan leader | 44 moons }-----{ Location: creekclan camp }
--------{ Tagged: hawkwing }--{ Mentioned: swiftstep, tidepaw, cloudpaw, blackpaw }
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xxxxxxxxCreekstar waited patiently as the medicine cat spoke, and considered his words. She frowned a bit as he mentioned his lack of apprentice, but listened to his proposition throughout. It was true, none of the felines that took the split with CreekClan showed much knowledge of herbs, and none of the current apprentices showed any interest in learning. Those same apprentices should be the obvious choice of at least helping the medicine cat out, but she knew they needed to be focused on their own training instead. That also took their mentors out of the equation, since young cats in training of coarse need someone to train them. Since the deputy obviously had his own roles to keep up, that left two cats. Taking a moment to look over her shoulder to search the camp, her gaze fell on lithe black and white pelt curled up in one of the dens along the cliff walls. Smiling, Creekstar meowed "How about Swiftstep? I know he tends to drift off a bit, so you may have to keep him interested, but I'm sure he wouldn't mind helping you with herbs." The she-cat nodded towards the feline in question as she spoke. "I'd give you one of the apprentices, but..." she trailed off as she watched the clan's three apprentices, Tidepaw, Cloudpaw, and Blackpaw, bounding away from behind the waterfall and towards their mentors. She almost smiled at them lovingly. "I think they already have their own agendas for today."