☀flameclan┊a tail of fire and ice┊not accepting┊started

[peter parker.]

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T H I S T L E F I R E
┊tom┊20 moons┊warrior┊

☀ Thistlefire turned his attention to Ravenbriar as the tom approached the group sitting beside the high tree. Well aren't we popular today. The tom spoke to himself sarcastically. He had to admit Ravenbriar's rude behavior was constantly getting on his nerves, though not enough to dislike the cat as he did enjoy his outlook on things and believed he was a strong warrior. They shared a lot of characteristics, not that Thistlefire would ever say that allowed, but he knew it well in his mind.
"If IceClan does cause trouble, the short tempered warriors who would jump in defense are obviously staying home," Thistlefire spoke in sarcastic annoyance, "Or at least that's Heatherstar's logic." He voiced the she-cat's name with venom, anger still lingering in the air at the fact that he wasn't chosen to go to the gathering.

Wrenwhisker was next to come up to the group and Thistlefire looked in her direction, surprised yet another cat had made their way into the pack of cats. He glanced towards Ravenbriar and Sycamoreriver at their mention of the patrol they were going on and then brought his eyes back to the two she-cats he now sat with, Wrenwhisker and Brightcloud.
"On your paws, warriors," Thistlefire teased, "We're going on a patrol too." He smiled at his own words. Maybe Heatherstar had only assigned one patrol out today though the tom clearly had plans of his own.
"Hunting by the frost gorge sounds lovely, doesn't it?" Sarcasm was heavy in his voice. The frost gorge was the second border between IceClan and FlameClan territory and secretly the tom hoped for an IceClan border patrol to be there. Was he looking to cause trouble before the gathering? No. He wouldn't want to do that to his clan. But would he be able to hold himself back if taunted by the death of his adopted mother? Most likely not.

Thistlefire spotted Jaywind a few lengths away, sitting alone after Heatherstar had taken his place in a conversation with Berryheart. A tinge of pity struck his heart, "Maybe I'll invite my brother along as well." Thistlefire told Brightcloud and Wrenwhisker, hoping to get his brother some socialization as he'd been isolating himself so much recently.

┊location » flameclan camp┊tagged » brightcloud; wrenwhisker; ravenbriar; sycamoreriver┊

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Wrenwhisker - Flameclan - 30 Moons - Warrior - Tagged; Tagged - Location; camp

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Wrenwhisker listened to Thistlefire speak, yet keeping her feelings and thoughts concealled by a blank, unreadable expression. Wrenwhisker observed the passing cats. She smiled. Going against Heatherstar's word would be bad for her and it would undoubtedly make her look like a disloyal warrior, but the concept of it was too thrilling to pass. "Really?" She questioned, passing a quick unsure glance between Brightcloud and Thistlefire. Isn't Brightcloud already going on patrol though? she questioned, eventhough she was aware that it was true. Wrenwhisker was aware that this was a border between the two clans and was uneasy at the thought of running into a Flameclan patrol, yet her legs needed a stretch and she hadn't been on a hunting patrol for a while. Wrenwhisker didn't reply to his question, only did she nod slowly and look at Thistlefire. He know's better than to start a fight, she confirmed to herself. Although this was true, Wrenwhisker was slightly cautious about the whole idea. Following his gaze nonetheless, she looked at Jaywind. "Why not?" She questioned rhetorically. The warrior knew exactly why not, Jaywind was needed elsewhere. However, she disregarded her scattered thoughts and focused more on the situation currently at hand. Wrenwhisker rose to her paws and shook off her pelt, glancing at the two again.

[~Saturn~]

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⇀ 10 moons
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XXThe sleek black and white apprentice felt himself puff up when Heatherstar said that he would be going to the gathering. Such a tense gathering called for only the most level-headed cats of the clan, and Heatherstar must have thought that he was one of them. He twitched his whiskers, wondering how the gathering would go. Then, as Heatherstar said that he would be one of the apprentices that would have to take their assessment this moon, he drooped inwardly, hoping that he was doing well enough to become a warrior in two moons. He pushed such thoughts away, however, to listen to the rest of Heatherstar's announcements. He listened calmly, his yellow-brown eyes alert to the brown molly. When she was finished, Crowpaw stood and stretched, wondering if Hawkfeather would have anything to say to him in regards to the assessment. He then stood erect and looked for the ginger tom, but didn't spot him right away, so he looked around for other apprentices, specifically the two that would take the assessment at the same time he was going to.

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the molly turned her attention to Reedfall as the tom sat beside her. She smiled, wrapping her bottle-bush tail around her paws "Im doing well, thank you for asking. How about you?" She said, her paws tucked loosely underneath her. She enjoyed speaking with Reedfall, he was so relaxed and laid back, and didnt worry much. She flicked her ears as she listened to the sounds around her and the tom, listening to the disant bird call and the silent chatter of some cats further off. She sighed inwardly, mostly to herself.

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A yawn erupted from the silver Molly as she listened to Heatherstar's speech.

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Hawkfeather
Tom | 34 moons | Warrior

location | Camp

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xxxxxxThe ginger tom's ear twitched as Heatherstar spoke, causing him to open his eyes. The first few words the came out of her mouth made him let out a quiet sigh. The gathering. He wasn't sure how he had let it slip from his mind so easily, especially when he had seen the moon almost every night during his restlessness. Nevertheless, he sat up and angled his ears towards his leader, listening intently on each name called for the gathering. He hadn't noticed, but as eaxh name was announced, he nodded his head slightly. That's when he heard his name. It was a bit of a suprise that sent a small shiver through the tom's body. He wasn't sure about how he felt on the matter, but he was well aware that some kind of tension would rise.
xxxxxxHe twitched his ears as he heard about the apprentice assessment, causing his gaze to flicker through the gathered cats to land on Crowpaw for a moment before returning his attention to Heatherstar to nod slightly. At that moment however, everything got silent for a brief moment, save for the sounds of nature buzzing quietly around them. Deputy. He surely didn't forget about that. The words she spoke on the matter were cursory, not that he had particularly expected much. As the meeting came to a close, he stood from his spot of the cushiony grass and arched his back in a shaky stretch. The tom let his light green eyes scan the slowly thinning group of felines once more to find Crowpaw. It took a moment before his eyes landed on him. Hawkfeather strode towards his, fluffy tail swishing back and forth behind him.
"Crowpaw," He started as he got close. "I knew from the start that you were an intelligent apprentice. There's no way you'll fail this." A small smile made it's way onto his muzzle as he spoke. He was proud of Crowpaw, especially because he's a much better apprentice than Hawkfeather ever was.

[~Saturn~]

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⇀ Tom
⇀ 10 moons
⇀ Apprentice
⇀ Tagged; Hawkfeather

XXA voice from behind startled Crowpaw for a heartbeat, but he quickly recognized the voice as Hawkfeather's and turned to meet him. He felt a bit of trepidation as the tom approached, but swiftly erased the feelings, knowing that he had nothing to be worried of - yet.The fluffy ginger tom's words caused a smile to cross his face, pride welling up inside him. "Thank you; I have a good teacher," he said, a bit shyly. Relief flooded him as he realized the tom had only come to praise him. "I must admit, though, I am nervous," he conceded, pinning his ears back. His yellow-brown eyes searched Hawkfeather for a moment. "Do you really think I'm ready? he inquired, his uncertainty clear in his voice. The black and white apprentice's tail tip moved back and forth, displaying his troubled mood. I really hope I don't fail . . . I'd look like an idiot in front of everyone, he thought to himself, a frown forming on his face.

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Brightcloud's ears twitched in dismay at Thistlefire's words. They must be on worse terms than she originally had thought. She chose to say nothing else about the mother and son when Ravenbriar padded towards the small group. Still, she felt a little curious at what happened between them. "I'm sure you will hear everything that happens at the gathering," Brightcloud purred to Thistlefire, a smile on the calico's face. As Ravenbriar padded closer, she nodded to him in greeting. She once again elected to stay quiet when the toms spoke to each other. They probably wouldn't like her input since she was more of a peacekeeper. Battles always worried her and the lean body and long legs of her family were much more suited to hunting than fighting. Maybe if I were as stocky as a badger and had teeth as long as trees, she thought to herself as she absentmindedly licked the fur on her chest, then I would like fighting better, probably not. She had stopped paying attention to the group. Only hearing the last bit of what Thistlefire had said; something about hunting? "Lovely?" The calico echoed softly, however it was more of a question than a statement.

[peter parker.]

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T H I S T L E F I R E
┊tom┊20 moons┊warrior┊

☀ Thistlefire nodded in response to Brightcloud's tone, questioning his sarcastic word choice. He exchanged a sly smile with Wrenwhisker as he got to his paws, "I guess that's settled." He grinned at the two she-cats sheepishly then turned his attention back to Ravenbriar.
"Hey, good luck on your patrol." Thistlefire finished with a friendly remark, beckoning for Brightcloud and Wrenwhisker to follow him. He padded the few lengths to where his brother sat gingerly, watching the camp in his usual solemn silence.
"You're getting out of camp with us." Thistlefire brushed his tail over Jaywind's shoulder as he walked past, not giving the tom another option. He noticed concern flicker in Jaywind's eyes but Thistlefire made no note of that as he headed towards the entrance of camp.

Emerging into the dense woodland, Thistlefire switched his gaze over his shoulder, hoping the small pack of cats he'd gathered had actually decided to follow him. He dropped in step with Wrenwhisker.
"We'll hunt by the frost gorge," He told her, excitement evident in his tone, "There's larger prey down there because they like the water." He noted. He didn't know if that was true or not, he only knew there was a chance IceClan would be in that direction as they shared the border. The tom wouldn't admit it to himself but he wanted to see them more than anything else. He wanted to see the faces of the cats who murdered his adopted mother.

┊location » flameclan camp to flameclan woods┊tagged » brightcloud; wrenwhisker; ravenbriar; jaywind┊

[peter parker.]

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J A Y W I N D
┊tom┊20 moons┊warrior┊

☀ Jaywind didn't mind the silence that enveloped him. He usually enjoyed his own company, surrounded by his thoughts, though Thistlefire never understood this concept as he believed his mind was too toxic for him to be alone with. The gentle tail of his brother brushed his shoulder in a friendly fashion and he lifted his head, startled by the presence of several of his clan mates. Before he had a chance to argue against Thistlefire's informal invitation, the tom was gone. He cocked his head, shooting his brought a troubled expression but he only caught the back of the warrior's head.

Jaywind let out a defeated sigh, getting to his paws. He noticed Brightcloud and Wrenwhisker among the group. He noted the way Thistlefire moved around Wrenwhisker, much more proud than usual which Jaywind found strange, but didn't bother thinking about more than a second, switching his attention to Brightcloud. He smiled at the small she-cat. He rather enjoyed her company and inquisitive thinking.
"Did you get dragged along as well?" He asked her in a more sarcastic sounding tone than he would have liked to put out.

┊location » flameclan camp┊tagged » brightcloud; wrenwhisker; thistlefire┊