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[lacke]

𝐸𝑀𝐵𝐸𝑅𝑆𝑇𝐴𝑅,

it had been two days since the two warriors mysteriously disappeared from the night watch, and
the tom had not been sleeping well. he lay awake in his den before the sun peaked over the camp,
tail twitching restlessly behind him. he remained still for what seemed like hours before he finally
heard a few voices from within the clearing. he slowly stood, before shaking the moss out of his
thick pelt, then proceeded to pad into the clearing, spotting two cats, larksong, his deputy and
aspenstorm. the two were in quiet conversation, and emberstar, not wanting to completely intrude
in their conversation, slowly paced towards the two, dipping his head to them both as he finally
reached them. "good morning aspenstorm, larksong," he meowed quietly, before turning his head
towards his deputy. "i'm sorry to intrude, but if i may, can i talk to you by my den?" he flicked his
tail anxiously. "its nothing bad, its just about patrols." he murmured quietly, eyes flickering toward
the camp entrance before returning to his gaze to his deputy.

𝐿𝐸𝑂𝑃𝐴𝑅𝐷𝑃𝐴𝑊,

shes open <3

[eleutheromania]

― 𝑳𝑨𝑹𝑲𝑺𝑶𝑵𝑮 ‼
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[ tom ] [ thirty moons ] [ no crush/mate ] [ deputy ] [ mentions: ---- ] [ tags: aspenstorm, emberstar ]
it did not take long for others to start emerging from the dens after himself, though he was sure that many were already out and about as it was despite the predatory threat. giving his paw a few licks, he ran it over his ear a few times before hearing the approach of soft paw steps. turning his gaze towards the sound, he watched as aspenstorm emerged from the den and then move in his direction. at her question, he gave a half nod. "as well as anyone could with the current situation." he said at first before he continued. "what about you? i hope you got some rest?" he asked, only being polite and keeping the conversation going.

the approach of emberstar made it known that her response would most likely have to wait. when the tom gave direction, he pushed himself up to his paws and nodded. "of course emberstar." he said in response before looking back to aspenstorm and simply giving her a smile before returning his gaze back to their leader. he waited on the tom to lead the way to the den, wondering but already knowing what he wished to discuss and why.

― 𝑭𝑶𝑿𝑷𝑨𝑾 ‼
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[ molly ] [ ten moons ] [ no crush/mate ] [ apprentice ] [ mentions: --- ] [ tags: ---- ]
she had woken before the sun had peaked over the horizon. that being said, the young feline was out of camp already, despite the amount of caution that the clan had and the disapproval of being out alone. she padded through the territory, enjoying the warm temperature of day. the ruddy ticked tabby made her way to one of the many water sources on the territory and upon reaching it, she crouched down to take a drink. she was sure her mentor would be slightly upset with her for leaving without anyone or sticking around until they were awake but she honestly did not care.

foxpaw looked at her reflection in the water for a moment before she sighed. best she start hunting and not turn up to camp without anything to show for it after all. the molly pushed herself back up to her paws and scented the air, her mouth slightly open. the breeze brought her the fresh scent of a bird that was not too far from her. she moved forward, as quiet as she could, her green gaze searching for the source of the scent. it only took her a few minutes to spot it momentarily as it hopped along, its beak pecking at the ground for bugs and whatever else birds ate. she lowered herself into a hunter's crouch and stalked forward, careful of her footing.

she drew closer by the second and when the bird paused, she stilled and waited until its attention was elsewhere again. a few more steps and she was within a leaping distance to pounce on her prey. she steadied her weight and prepared herself before she took a leap forward, her claws unsheathed as they sunk into the bird's wings.

[Epiclilkitty]

P e a c h p a w
Apprentice | 9 Moons Old | Mood; Happy | Tagged; Open | Mentions; Leopardpaw, Skunkpaw

Peachpaw awoke when the first rays of sunlight broke through the woven brambles overhead, leaving dapples of light speckling the floor of the apprentice den. The small tabby cat opened golden eyes to blink blearily around the den before her jaw stretched open in a wide grin. Sitting up, the small cat shook scraps of moss and bracken from her pelt and surveyed the den's other occupants. In the nest next to her, her adoptive sister Skunkpaw still slept in a ball of black and white fur, tail tip curled tightly over her nose against the chilly bite of the morning. Peachpaw considered waking her but ultimately decided against it since they had spent the previous night talking until well past moon-high. Instead, she swiped her small pink tongue over her pelt a few times before rising to leave the den. She winced as she trodded on Leopardpaw's tail in the process, and hurriedly pushed out into the open sun before the other she-cat woke up. Outside, there were a few other cats moving around the clearing, sharing fresh kill and talking amicably. Golden eyes wide and hopeful, the apprentice scanned the clearing in hopes of spotting her mentor, but the tom either wasn't in camp or he was still in his den. No matter though, she simply turned towards the dwindling freshkill pile for some much-needed breakfast. Maybe if she was lucky, Goosewing would take her out and teach her some more hunting techniques!

L u n a
Loner | 28 Moons Old | Mood; Relaxed | Tagged; Foxpaw | Mentions; Foxpaw, the Clan

The sound of birds singing in the treetops roused Luna from where she slept beneath the prickly fronds of a holly bush. Emerald eyes flickered open, pupils slitting against the bright sunlight that the sharp leaves did nothing to keep out. Around her, the forest was alive with the sounds of prey rustling in the undergrowth and in the trees overhead. The sounds made her stomach yowl in protest, and with a yawn, she finally pulled herself out of the bush, the prickly leaves raking through and smoothing out her sleep-mussed pelt. Stretching her limbs one by one, Luna allowed her gaze to flit around in search of a good place to start hunting. She had just arrived to this forest last night after a day full of traveling, so she was feeling extra hungry today. Parting her jaws, the first thing Luna noticed was the strong scent of cat that permeated the air. Not the scent of one cat, but that of many. A group of cats must live around here. She would have to be a bit cautious as she moved about the forest, in case the cats were hostile. Parting her jaws wider, Luna tried to weed through the cat scent to the prey scent underneath, but instead, more cat scent came to her, this time much stronger and fresher than before. There was another cat nearby. Luna hesitated, unsure what she ought to do, but in the end curiosity got the best of her. She hadn't seen another cat in days and it would be nice if the other cat was friendly. Scaling a nearby tree, Luna looked around and found a younger looking cat mid-hunt. Her rowan pelt gleamed in the sunlight and her movements were sure as she stalked a bird. Luna's ears pricked when the she-cat lept, and she couldn't help but make an impressed noise as the young cat captured the bird without issue. "Good catch. I couldn't have done better myself," she spoke without thought, momentarily forgetting that she was on this cat's territory and that there might be other hostiles nearby. But she had been deprived real socialization for far too long and she missed interacting with others.

[Liliette]

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Goosewing
tags: peachpaw
mentions: larksong,
emberstar, aspenstorm
mood: he's alright
location: camp
rank: warrior
age: 37 moons
crush/mate: open

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Goosewing had woken up much earlier than his clanmates, using the time to watch the camp borders. He was currently standing on a thick oak tree branch, watching the scenery below. Thoughts of the yaxuse plagued every cat's mind--including his. What was this creature? Why did it attack his clanmates? Where is it now, and when will it return? The warrior flicked his tail in irritation. The yasuxe used to be just a nursery tale for queens to make their kits behave, but now it's a...nightmare.

A tiny movement in the bushes caught the warrior's attention, and he watched closely for the animal to reveal itself. A rather plump, light-brown squirrel walked out of the bush, it's tiny paws carrying a nut. He might as well bring some prey back for his clanmates while he's out. Goosewing quickly climbed down the tree, attempting to stay as quiet as possible. Once he was close enough to the ground, he leaped off the tree, and crouched down to hide himself in the taller grass. The squirrel continued to munch on it's food, but the sound of Goosewing's back paw crunching some leaves triggered the squirrel's instinct to run. Unfortunately, it was already too late. Goosewing unsheathed his claws and attacked the squirrel--killing it instantly. The warrior silently thanked Starclan, picked up the squirrel with his mouth, and walked to the camp entrance.

Now back at camp, he glanced around and noticed his clanmates slowly make their ways out of the den. Larksong and Aspenstorm were chatting, and Emberstar seemed to interrupt, probably needing to talk to the deputy. Goosewing made his way to the fresh-kill pile, and his ears perked up at seeing his apprentice. He sat the squirrel down and turned to face Peachpaw. "Good morning Peachpaw. Ready to learn something new today?"

[Epiclilkitty]

P e a c h p a w
Apprentice | 9 Moons Old | Mood; Happy | Tagged; Goosewing | Mentions; Skunkpaw

Peachpaw swiped her tongue over her lips, a contented purr leaving her. She now felt full and warm after scarfing down a mouse and ready to take on anything her mentor, Goosewing, had in store for her. Speaking of, she stood up and turned to face the fluffy white tomcat as he sidled up beside her, tail tip twitching with impatient excitement at his words. Peachpaw had always liked and admired Goosewing. He was the closest thing to a brother figure she had, the eldest kit of her adoptive parents and Skunkpaw's older brother. She had been thrilled when their clan leader had announced he would be training her three moons ago; so much so that she had probably bruised his poor nose in her attempt at executing her side of the apprentice ceremony. Not the most graceful touching of noses, but the clan had shared a chuckle at her enthusiasm nonetheless. Bouncing in place, the young cat grinned broadly at her mentor. "What are we learning today, Goosewing?" She inquired eagerly, incapable of masking her enthusiasm.

[warmblood]

freezefall | location; breezeclan territory | mood; lazy | tagged; open

the small she-cat stretched out in her nest, trying to get a few more minutes of sleep before she would have to wake up and attend to duties. despite the immense amount of worry about the disappearances and the yasuxe, freezefall had slept quite well. she got up slowly, yawning. many cats were already up and buzzing around the camp. her stomach growled but she did not make her way to the fresh-kill pile. instead, she walked outside and padded into the forest in hopes of catching herself some breakfast.

she made her way down to the river, finding a small sandbank. freezefall rolled, cringing at the feeling of the cold water and the fact that she would have to spend a long time cleaning herself later. it'd be much easier to just take a dip in the water, but there was no way she was going swimming. she continued into the woods, keeping her ears alert, trying to sniff out prey. freezefall had gone hunting against the suggestions of her clanmates, but she wasn't worried. not yet, anyway.

[Actionbat]

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...▬...❝ You're a Lost Lamb Dying ❞ ...▬.. / GENDER Tom / RANK Warrior / AGE 15m / LOCATION Breezeclan territory / TAG Freezefall/
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Cloudstorm was among one of the last warriors to emerge from the den. He was peacefully sleeping curled up in his nest, dreaming beautiful dreams, without any plans of waking up any time soon when something nearby stirred. One of his clanmates, a white she-cat whom the young tom had practically grown up with quietly woke herself up, and although she wasn't disruptive the movement near his ears was enough to coax him awake. He blearily blinked his tired blue eyes open just as Freezefall's tail flicked out of view as she left the den. He didn't pay much mind to the she-cats absence, not caring one way or another about what she was up to but as he laid still in the darkness of the den, he quickly realized he wasn't going to be going back to his hazy dreamscape.

With a huff, the sleepy tom rose to his feet and began after his friend with heavy feet. It didn't take long after he emerged from the warrior's den that he noticed Freezefall was now nowhere to be seen in camp, which could only mean that she'd left. Cloudstorm decided to follow, partially out of his nosey nature and partly because of the recent disappearances he couldn't help but worry for his friend.

It only took a little bit of fast pace walking for Cloudstorm to catch up to the she-cat, watching a few paces behind her as she made her way down the riverbank and deeper into the woods.

"Hey, Freezefall!" He shouted, not terribly loud but loud enough to catch her attention as he hustled to catch up to her. "What're you doing out here?" As he spoke he twisted his face into a mocking scowl and grumbled out, "aren't you afraid of the Yasuxe? I bet its especially hungry for lonely warriors who strayed from their camp."

[warmblood]

freezefall | location; breezeclan territory | mood; productive | tagged; cloudstorm

she turned her head to see the tom catching up to her. "no, that's silly. the yasuxe is just some tale made up to scare misbehaving kits." freezefall scoffed. "besides, even if it was real, it's not the only one that's hungry. we have a whole clan to feed!" just as she said this, her stomach growled. she got up from the mud and rolled into the dryer dirt and then shook her pelt. the small she-cat narrowed her eyes, wondering how long the tom had followed her and how on earth she didn't notice. though she would never let it show, cloudstorm's worries did make her think for a minute. it was true, she didn't believe in the yasuxe. however she couldn't deny the fact that the disappearances had been quite strange.

[lacke]

𝐸𝑀𝐵𝐸𝑅𝑆𝑇𝐴𝑅,

the orange tabby nodded in response to larksong, then turned his gaze to aspenstorm, "excuse
us," he murmured, before turning tail and padding towards his den, taking a seat and wrapping
his tail over his paws. "i'm sure you've guessed that i want to talk about patrols for this morning,"
he paused, eyes flicking over the camp as more cats started to appear from their dens, noting that
a few had already disappeared into the territory. the thought made him tense. "when you send out
border patrols, i would like to go. i don't know whats caused the disappearance, but i feel like its
partially my responsibility to watch over my clan." he twitched his whiskers, turning his gaze back
to larksongs. "and make sure patrols are large, that way whatever it may be may be a little afraid
to attack." he looked back at the camp, sighing quietly. "and please, if you go out, be careful."

𝐿𝐸𝑂𝑃𝐴𝑅𝐷𝑃𝐴𝑊,

shes open <3

[Actionbat]

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...▬...❝ You're a Lost Lamb Dying ❞ ...▬.. / GENDER Tom / RANK Warrior / AGE 15m / LOCATION Breezeclan territory / TAG Freezefall/
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The young male pulled his eyes over Freezefall's muddied coat as she rolled around in the much dryer earth under the two cats. As she stood and shook out the dust Cloudstorm coughed a bit and spat to dramatize the dirt that Freezefall kicked up and show his discontentment.
"Is that worth the mess?" He questioned, eyeing Freezefall dubiously. He'd seen her do this same thing before and had always wondered the validity of it. She was no doubt better at hunting than him, and maybe that is to the credit of her unconventional camouflage.

As the other feline spoke Cloudstorm shrugged. "Made up or not something's out there," he gave a half-hearted laugh in response to Freezefall as she spoke. Just talking about the disappearances put the young male on edge, causing his fur to raise as he looked around him cautiously.

He shook his head to put the thought out of it. He needed something to distract himself, and with this goal in mind, he turned back to his friend to suggest, "how about we make it a competition? Whoever catches the most prey wins." He grinned and was already beginning to head off to hunt, still glancing around him but doing his best to appear calm.