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{{Sorry I haven't posted in so long, I've been busy with exams, I'll get up a post ASAP!}}

[fawn,]

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this tom is known as a bright individual. Positives of his personality include his good humour as he will always be up for a joke and likes to make the most of bad situations. He does love being around people and so being isolated for long periods of time would not bode well with him. He is rather optimistic, he always wants to make everyone else feel upbeat, even if he himself does not. However on the other hand, his negatives are that he is naive, he always trusts that people will want to do the best for him, even if they do not, this has got him into some rather sticky situations with humans, he is also rather immature. Stagpaw excels in hunting and fighting and hopes to one day lead the clan as Stagstar, this could however be, the ramblings of a young apprentice. He grew up very happy with his parents, he was the only born in his litter which is unusual, however, he had older brothers and sisters, the only sibling he has stayed with, is Stormcloud. She didn't care for him at first, but now she is quite fond of him. Unfortunately, when they made their journey to Lakeclan, Stormcloud was killed by a dog that they had come across which a twoleg had failed to put on it's leash, so Stagpaw made the remainder of the journey alone.

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it was a particularly unremarkable day. Up in the mountains a she-cat by the name of Rushing Wind gave birth to a litter of four healthy kits, Fluttering Bird, Stone Step, Minnow Splash and Vixen's Fire. Each kit had a completely different personality and each harboured different skills. As they grew older the siblings stuck together like glue, one afternoon their father Flame Shadow and unfortunately due to an eagle, Vixen Fire's three siblings were whisked away, and she would have been too, had she not been able to worm herself into a little crack in a nearby rock. When her father came to survey the damage, she weaselled out and sprang to him, her little body shaking. Although Rushing Wind and Flame Shadow were distraught for losing their kits, they called Vixen Fire's survival a miracle. This event greatly shook up the small family and they decided along with the other tribe cats that it was time to move on and find a new home, and after a long and arduous journey they found themselves at Birchclan, and Vixen's Fire became simply Vixenpaw, and then Vixenfire, she has served the clan as a warrior ever since then. Vixenfire is now nineteen moons old, she can vaguely remember the mountain, but not much of it, she has no crush currently and so has no mate, she would love kits of her own one day, but a word of warning, she will be a very protective mother. She excels at hunting and is slightly weaker at fighting due to her small size, but that does not mean she will go down without a fight. To sum her up in three words she could be described as: loyal, a day-dreamer, and bubbly.

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hey kitty, these are my revised forms, hope they're okay? c: I'll roleplay soon! c:

[Kyouya]

Name; Nightfrost
Gender; she-cat
Age; 16 moons
Rank; warrior
Apprentice; none
Crush; none

Working together Firestrike and Martenfur had both delivered the killing blows, Nightfrost's eyes widened, just a tiny bit. She was used to foxes being chased out not killed. If they had given the fox a chance to give up maybe it would have fled, like they allowed enemy cats to do. She looked at it's undamaged eye, lifeless and cloudy. She dismissed those thoughts, at least now that it was dead it couldn't ever come back. She licked the dry blood off the wound on her shoulder. Upon closer inspection she noted that the bite marks where pretty deep and what made it worse was the fact that the wounds were longer, like claw marks almost, due to her wriggling out of the fox's grasp and tearing them.

She gave it another quick lick as some more blood seeped out and looked towards the loner. She didn't bother asking any questions as Dawnflight and Martenfur had already done that. She stood up from her sitting position, the only thing giving away her hostility was her stiffened tail. She eyed him over for a moment. He didn't really seem like he knew what he was doing in a fight so if he was a threat she was quite sure it wouldn't be hard to beat him, especially with all the cats gathered here. She glanced at the orange pelt again ''so what does one do with a dead fox?'' she mewed, dragging the word 'fox' a bit.

[kitsutenshi]

❄♦ ♦ ♦I c e s t a r♦ ♦ ♦❄
Gender - |Tom| ♦ ; ♦ Crush - |Blueheart| ♦ ; ♦ Tags - |Blueheart|

Icestar's heart swelled with delight as Blueheart spoke the words he had always wanted to hear. As romantic as it would be to have always wanted to hear the words from her, specifically, the brown-pawed tom knew that he would be much more satisfied if they were spoken to him by his father. That doesn't make him any less happy, in love, and overall overjoyed. Blueheart, the she-cat he had been in love with for such a long time, was pressed up against him in the most pleasant of ways and spoke words that made his heart soar. He felt so much lighter now, as if a boulder, no, a mountain was taken off of his shoulders. Finally he had told someone about this secret, the secret that had been constantly filling him with grief and guilt. He knew he wasn't ready to tell the rest of the clan, not yet or maybe even not at all, he had yet to decide if they should know. But he told his medicine cat, he trusted Blueheart with his secret; he didn't feel alone anymore.

Icestar almost wanted to blame his next action on losing himself in his elation, but the tom knew it was due to a constant decision and his deep affection for the she-cat; he move his head. As much as he appreciated having Blueheart's nose pressed perfectly into his cheek, Icestar wanted something more intimate. So, after pushing away any and all worries about overstepping, he slowly turned his head so that his nose was touching hers. His tail, which had been idle since he had first sat down, had move to rest atop of hers; he wanted, so desperately, to twine their tails together, but his worries had returned. Not only is she his medicine cat, a fact that should have more sway on his actions than it actually has, but he doesn't know if she returns his feelings. He doesn't want to push too far too fast. So maybe if she noticed and returned his feelings for her that he is, right now, not concealing at all, she would then curl her tail around his. "Thank you." He murmured with his eyes closed as he reigned in the emotions that threatened to bust out of him. When he opened them again to meet her eyes, his were shinning with adoration and gratitude. "Thank you so very much. You're amazing; you're perfect. I just..." He paused for merely a second, sounding more like a stumble over words, as he kept himself from making a love confession. "I'm just so glad I trusted you."

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Ω♦ ♦ ♦ Gender - |Tom| ♦ ; ♦ Crush - |None| ♦ ; ♦ Tags - |The 'Dead Fox' group| ♦ ♦ ♦Ω

A few moments after his ears started ringing, he thought it started up again until he realized that it was the fox's screams of agony that was ringing in his ear. The soft-hearted tom almost ran over to the two clan cats to stop them from mauling the poor young pup to death. A good couple of scratches and bites should've been enough to send the pup running; it's young, it's foolish, and it's hungry, but it did not deserve this. The fox stopped screeching, its body laid stiff and still, and Kage considered leaving. Didn't clan cats live by some sort of honor, by some sort of code? From what he heard, they don't kill unless absolutely necessary, and that was certainly not necessary. They had an opportunity to let it go when it stumbled, after he had been dislodged. He pushed his thoughts and grief away, deciding to mourn its death later. He couldn't go back now, not just because of the choice made by two cats.

The chocolate-furred tom blinked when he was rudely addressed by one of the toms that had killed the fox. Ah, Kage smiled, so this is the clan's rumored pride. He thought fondly, now this was something that he was expecting. Not at all put off by the tone of Martenfur's voice, he gave the tom a once-over. Brawny with red fur and russet tabby stripes, and his eyes a blazing amber; all in all, he was a very handsome tom. A she-cat spoke to him just as he finished admiring one of the fox's killers, and so he examined her as well. Lanky, yet sturdy, with golden orange fur and, somewhat faded, auburn tabby stripes, her eyes were a cool, reserved green; a she-cat who is as beautiful as the tom is handsome. "Hello; I'm Kage." He greeted politely, stifling a flinch when a different she-cat, slight and lean with a black and white van fur-pattern and frosty blue eyes, spoke of the young, now dead, fox with such indifference of the fact that it was a living, breathing creature just a few moments ago. "I was actually waiting by your scent barrier. I came running when I heard a cry and I thought I'd try to help out with the fox. I was actually hoping to join your clan. He explained, his voice soft with a hopeful lilt.

[Kitty-lover93]

((Accepted!))

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ғᴇᴇʟɪɴɢ- ...

ᴛᴀʟᴋɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ- Kage

ᴄʀᴜƨʜ- none

Dawnflight watched the tom closely for his reaction. Knowing rogues and loners, he would either get angry and defensive and likely start a mini-fight with Martenfur that she'd have to break up or he would cower like a kit under the weight of the tom's words. To her great surprise, he did neither, though she guessed she'd simply made assumptions too quickly. After all, the only interaction she'd ever had with out-clanners was to beat them in fights or to chase them away or some combination of the two. However, this tom interested her. Why would he risk his life and fight for the clan? He obviously wasn't bloodthirsty. She saw it in the slight confusion and sorrow he'd expressed after he'd watched Martenfur and Firestrike kill the fox, and she couldn't help thinking, you too? Seeing his look almost made her think that she'd been rationalizing the death of the creature too quickly. She'd suppressed her maternal instinct to wail when her eyes had met the fox's, but maybe she shouldn't have. A microscopic shiver ran down her spine as the fox's appearance morphed in her mind, turning to a little red kit with wide, scared, helpless green eyes. A kit that could easily have been hers.

Dawnflight pushed that away as well, however. What, was she going to turn soft and start sympathizing with a creature that had nearly attacked her innocent- not to mention practically helpless -medicine cat apprentice? No. If they'd let it go, it would only have come back for more, and it wouldn't have gone nearly as smoothly once it was bigger.

Kage. What a strange name, she thought; what the heck was a kage? Rogues are weird, she decided, looking at the black tom. She admired the way he kept his cool under the pressure of all the cats and the not-so-kindness that she and Martenfur had expressed. Dawnflight's skin prickled as he said that he was hoping he could join the clan. So that was why he'd attacked the fox as well. She flicked her ears. "Well, looks like it's your lucky day. Normally I'd either fight you or chase you off, but seeing as how you technically just helped the clan out, we're pretty much going to have to take you to Icestar... Kage," she added, trying out the strange name. Her voice was slightly bitter as she admitted that they almost had no choice but to bring him to Icestar, so the leader could decide what to do with him.

[Spirited.]

❉ S T A R L I N G S O N G ❉
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[ she-cat ] [ 19 ] [ warrior ] [ tagged: Orchidpaw, Raventhorn ]

Orchidpaw was quick to catch a mouse and Starlingsong watched proudly as she killed it swiftly. On her other side, she felt Raventhorn's warm body near her own and some sort of warmth that was completely unrelated to his body heat filled her. Smiling at the feeling, she shifted slightly closer to the tom before crouching and moving forward slowly. In the bushes she could hear the sound of another mouse rustling the leaves and, with a lightning quick paw, the black she-cat lunged forward, pulling the mouse away from its sanctuary. Gripping its body in her claws, she killed it quickly.

"Of course there's more prey, there always is!" Starlingsong teased Raventhorn, a sparkle in her yellow eyes. "And I'm quite aware you're not an apprentice, you are older than me you know. But, if you're willing to learn, I could try teaching you the bird calls sometime soon?" The idea of spending more time with the light-coloured warrior filled her with that same feeling being near him had earlier. She cocked her head to the side, studying him with her yellow gaze, unaware of how the action made her seem even more sweet and innocent than she already was.

☁ P E B B L E H E A R T ☁
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[ tom ] [ 19 ] [ medicine cat apprentice ] [ tagged: Firestrike, Dawnflight, Kage, the patrol ]

Dawnflight seemed unfazed by her wound and she said as much, sending Pebbleheart over to Nightfrost. The small grey tom gulped as his yellow gaze fell upon the she-cat's bloodied shoulder and that same bile began to rise in his throat. No, Pebbleheart, you have to do this, he thought to himself. It's your duty to the Clan.

Swallowing, Pebbleheart trotted over to Nightfrost, who was inspecting her wound. It looked deep and the medicine cat apprentice reckoned the teeth of the fox had buried themselves quite deeply in the she-cat's shoulder, though he couldn't be sure until the mess of blood was removed. They would have to get back to the camp before he could do anything to help her. Pressing his paw lightly against the wound, he checked to see just how tender it was. Nightfrost's flinch told him that it was indeed deep and would need quick tending to if they wanted to avoid infection.

"We should head back to camp," Pebbleheart said to the surrounding cats, surprised at how strong his voice was. It was a miracle Martenfur and Dawnflight, who were interrogating the loner, had even heard him. "Nightfrost's wound is quite deep." Surveying the patrol cats, he noticed some others were also wounded. The smell of blood beginning to rise around him again, Pebbleheart turned away from the scene. Letting Nightfrost lean on him for support, he began to lead the way back to camp.

✱ M A R T E N F U R ✱
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[ tom ] [ 25 ] [ warrior ] [ tagged: Nightfrost, Sparrowstorm, Firestrike, Pebbleheart, Dawnflight, Kage ]

Martenfur made sure to lift his head high as he spoke to the loner, hoping to give the appearance of an older, more powerful cat. He couldn't be sure what the dark-furred tom thought of him, only that he seemed to like what he saw before he turned his eyes to Dawnflight. The loner gave her an appreciative look as well and Martenfur couldn't help the low growl that rose in his throat. How dare an outsider look at a she-cat of LakeClan that way! They were cats of the Clan for a reason and were not to be seen consorting with cats like him.

He was wrapped up in his thoughts that the warrior did not have time to respond to the loner's - Kage's - friendly response. If it had been up to him, he would have replied with another snarky comment. Dawnflight, however, was much more friendly about it, if not somewhat resigned, and offered to take him back to the camp to see Icestar.

Martenfur was about to protest when Pebbleheart interrupted the proceedings from his perch beside Nightfrost, whose shoulder was still bleeding heavily. Worried about the pretty she-cat, Martenfur began to make his way over to her, glancing back at the body of the fox when she brought up what should be done with it.

"Perhaps we should bury it?" Martenfur replied. "I'll stay behind with Sparrowstorm to bury it, since we're not particularly wounded. The rest of you should head back to camp to get your wounds checked out. Take this scrap with you." He flicked his tail at Kage dismissively.

Though he was loathe to abandon the patrol, particularly Nightfrost, Martenfur turned back to the dead fox, shooting one last pained look at the pretty she-cat before padding over to the fox. Nodding his head at the other warrior, the red-brown tabby began to dig a grave for the fox, his paws soon dirty from the blood and earth he was clawing at.

[fawn,]

is there anywhere that I could/should jump in? c:

[kitsutenshi]

((You can have Stagpaw talk to Falconpaw; she's still chillin' in the apprentice's den because I dunno who her mentor is...^^'))

[mrs lough]

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⊱ name Blueheart ⊰
⊱ gender she-cat ⊰
⊱ age 30 moons ⊰
⊱ rank medicine cat ⊰
⊱ crush Icestar ⊰
⊱ mate none ⊰
⊱ mood happy ⊰
⊱ tags Icestar ⊰

Blueheart, herself, felt proud that she had said the things she did, and helped Icestar out. She knew, with every fiber of her being, that she would protect his secret, never to tell a single feline what Icestar had told her today. She was good with keeping secrets, as a medicine cat, and didn't mind keeping them as long as she wasn't hurting anyone doing so. Blueheart felt completely satisfied; except for one thing, one thing that had been bugging her, that had recently bothered the she-cat.. one thing that she was able to do, yet she was about to do it.

In reality, Blueheart had loved Icestar since forever, but just now was realizing it; Icestar's problems had brought them closer together.

Icestar began to pour out his emotions; saying things like, 'you're amazing' and 'you're perfect'; Blueheart could feel her cheeks turn pink with love, however tried so hard not to show it. His nose was touching hers and his tail rested atop of her own now, feeling her heart beat as fast as it possibly could and as hard as it could, a sign that she was feeling something much more than she was supposed to. The she-cat flicked her tail and curled it softly around his; a smile slowly forming onto her face, eyes flickering with love and emotion. What she was about to say would do much more than just change her life.

"Medicine cats typically are not supposed to have mates.." the gray-furred cat began, blinking, however she didn't break eye contact or move her tail in such a way that he wouldn't like. "But.." Blueheart, stumbling over her words, was trying to find those to say. "I've loved you since I could remember, Icestar; I was blinded by my duty to Starclan, to realize that I was in love with the most noble and greatest tom I've ever met."

Her blue eyes held so much emotion as she spoke, her smile beginning to grow as she poured her heart out to the leader.

Ｆ Ｉ Ｒ Ｅ Ｓ Ｔ Ｒ Ｉ Ｋ Ｅ

⊱ name Firestrike ⊰
⊱ gender tom ⊰
⊱ age 34 moons ⊰
⊱ rank warrior ⊰
⊱ crush none ⊰
⊱ mate none ⊰
⊱ mood bored; in pain ⊰
⊱ tags the group with the fox ⊰

The group had killed the fox, very swiftly indeed, and now the loner that had helped them was introducing himself. Firestrike, typically, wasn't too fond of loners, however this one seemed as friendly as a kit and helped them defeat the predator. "Kage," he spoke aloud, repeating the loner's name; it was strange, he concluded, but he did like it. "I have to agree with Dawnflight; Icestar will decide what to do with you," he stated blankly, sitting down and licking his paws free of the blood that was shed during the fight. "A new warrior to the clan would do us some good."

Firestrike's ears flicked in interest, looking at Kage blankly still, unable to figure out what to say anymore. He could feel his wounds stinging and bleeding but he winced and ignored them, trying to block the pain out. He had bad wounds but if anyone insisted to get them checked out he would certainly refuse; a wise warrior like him was used to not getting treated, and that's the way Firestrike liked it.

[vacant.]

( Anywhere Thistlefeather or Cloudsong can squeeze in? :3 )