ƑlightClan • Semi-lit+ • [ Final Announcement pg.48 ]

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Age› 35 moons
Gender› Tom
Rank› Warrior
Status› Single
Apprentice› Softpaw
Tags› Softpaw

Crookedheart watched his apprentice and smiled when she caught the mouse. He saw her hesitate afterward, pausing for a brief second. He took that as her thanking Starclan, and again smiled in approval. "Ah. Yes. I should think so." he replied to her question, looking down at her and noticing her fatigue. "I will go retrieve that rabbit, but if you'd prefer, you can return to camp without me." The rabbit he'd buried wasn't far away, but Softpaw didn't need to accompany him if she didn't want to.

[Froas]

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ᴍᴏᴏᴅ: discouraged ➝ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ: the forest ➝ ᴡɪᴛʜ: Crookedheart

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She nodded and picked up the mouse's lifeless body and started traveling back to camp. She was eager to get back to camp, she had been gone all morning and was ready to lay down and rest a little before some warrior demanded something else of her. She was almost to camp, she could see the entrance in the distance. As she walked in she didn't see many cats at all, which she didn't mind. Since she was training she decided that she would take the mouse for herself. She went over to a cool corner of the camp and started to gnaw on the mouse eagerly.

[munchkin cat.]

R a v e n F e a t h e r
She-cat - 26 moons - Warrior - Single

RavenFeathers attention was brought back to the small patrol party when ThunderFlame approached calling out a greeting that was soon returned cheerfully by TigerPaw. "Hello ThunderFlame" she called dipping her head in greeting. She turned to WolfPaw when he spoke, she hardly had noticed when FogPaw approached and convinced her apprentice to leave the patrol and go hunting with her instead. She sighed thinking over the proposal, he was right the group was rather large and they would have better chances losing a few members. Although she would rather have him come on the patrol she admitted defeat and gave in "Fine go. But training starts as soon as I return I'll meet you by the here later" She said and dismissed him with a flick of her tail tip. She turned her attention to the ones that remained with them her ear tip flicked a few times as she thought to herself a trouble feeling settled in the pit of her stomach. "It seems he'll do anything to get away from me. My own apprentice I'm supposed to teach him how to be a warrior but how can I when he weasels himself out every chance he gets? Not to mention he's blind! does WhiteStar really believe I can do this?" She thought her eyes settling on her paws lost in thought. After a few momnet of silence within her mind she raised her head a determined gleam in her green gaze. "I will for his sake atleast, He may not be the best warrior but by [StarClan?] he will be one if I can help it" She thought reassuring herself that she could and would do this if not just for herself but also for him.

[Taiyo]

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•Gender: Tom
•Age: 48 moons
•Rank: Leader
•Lives: 8
•Status: Single
•Tags: Mintfrost

Broken from his thoughts, his tongue paused momentarily from his quick grooming as the silver tabby glanced up at his medicine cat. "Supply running low?" he echoed to himself thoughtfully as his tail curled and flicked lazily. Sharp green eyes glanced around camp, noticing the absence of many cats. "Hmn... You can ask if Silvercloud would like to join you?" the white pawed tom offered. It was a troubling decision to make. While leaving camp so open and unprotected rubbed the silver tabby the wrong way, a well stocked medicine den was equally important lest some virus starts spreading across camp. "Be swift on your journey Mintfrost." the tom smiled though his word carried a hidden tone of command. His eyes glanced over to the entrance as Softpaw appeared with her jaws clamped around a mouse, green eyes narrowed at the shifting hunting patrol. If the cats don't leave soon, it'll be nightfall before any cat will be fed.

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•Gender: She-cat
•Age: 30 moons
•Rank: Warrior
•Status: Single
•Tags: Redcloud

"So I see." the she-cat mumbled dryly as she glanced at Redcloud's thick pelt. She often wondered how the tom managed to stay so positively happy no matter what season they're in. What baffled her most was how the red tom could stand baking within that thick layer of fur and still stay optimistic and cheerful. If she had fur as long and thick as his, she wouldn't even bother coming out of the shadows of the dens. But then again, his thick silky fur had all the she-cats in clan envy him for his beautiful coat. Honeywolf snorted softly and rolled her eyes, a pretty tom, now that's something. "You should head towards the river if you want to cool down." the ginger she-cat meowed grimly, green eyes narrowing slightly before turning away. They had no business with each other so she wasn't obliged to accompany him if he does decide to go to the river for a dip. Turning away briskly, the she-cat continued on her walk, her whiskers twitching from irritation boiling within. It was irritation more for herself than her clanmate, because she couldn't hold a proper conversation without offending somecat sooner or later - and though she felt awkward leaving the red tom so abruptly - she'd prefer to leave before things start rolling downhill.

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•Gender: Tom
•Age: 34 moons
•Rank: Warrior
•Status: Single
•Tags: Jayfrost, Ravenfeather,
Tigerpaw

If the tom was surprised at Wolfpaw's abrupt dismissal of his mentor and departure from the patrol the tabby didn't show it on his face. What a strange apprentice... Though he sympathized with the young cat's blindness, his rude attitude was not necessary. Not to mention, this was his mentor he was addressing. Grazing his fluffy tail over Ravenfeather's shoulder in comfort the tom turned to the she-cat to meow softly. "You shouldn't let him boss you around. Letting him get his way all the time would only harm him." he smiled then turned to the rest of the patrol. "Alrighty! Why don't we head out now? I want to be back, fed and purring with satisfaction before nightfall!" the tabby chuckled. With his tail raised high like a banner, he led the group of cats out of the entrance. Standing to the side of the bush, he waited for all the cats to emerge from the hidden tunnel before leading them to the hunting grounds.

[munchkin cat.]

R a v e n F e a t h e r
She-cat - 26 moons - Warrior - Single

She nodded to ThunderFlame completly agreeing with him, she knew things needed to change between them and as soon as they returned she planned on begining that process. She grinned with amusement at his comment and simply followed after him through the tunnel. Crawling through the fur of her underbrelly skimmed the terrain below, tickling her stomach. This happened almost everytime she came through although she didn't mind in fact she saw this as a chance to correct her posture in the tunnel and crawl faster. Emerging she waited for the others along ThunderFlame before following after him an into the forest. She padded after him relishing the feel of the cool ground beneath pads of her paws and the welcoming closeness of the trees around them.

[Taiyo]

(( Because nutella_kitty dropped out from the RP. Frostpaw's new mentor will be Barkface. :'3 ))

[foxflight,]

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Snowdrift padded along, the voices of Eaglestrike, Smokepaw and Littlepaw growing fainter and fainter until they couldn't heard at all. The white she-cat paused, looking back over her shoulder in the direction she had left her three clan-mates. After a brief moment she turned and moved forward again, quickly she picked up her pace, moving into a run, her jaws parted as she drunk in the forest scents that surrounded her. Her strides long and graceful, and her stiff muscles began to loosen and relax as her muscles stretched as she ran. Snowdrift moved through the forest, weaving and ducking her way through the undergrowth. The camp entrance soon camp into view and she slowed back down into a walk, feeling more relaxed after her small run. Snowdrift slipped into camp and was quick to spot Whitestar. The slender she-cat padded over to the leader, giving a dip of her head in respect to the older tom. "Good morning Whitestar." She greeted firstly, stopping in front of him, her tail waving through the air. "Smokepaw and Littlepaw will be having a friendly competition in the forest and I was wondering if you could come to assess the two apprentices, seeing as they're both due to become warriors." She meowed, ears pricking forward as she raised her chin slightly to meet the leader's gaze.

[Taiyo]

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•Gender: Tom
•Age: 48 moons
•Rank: Leader
•Lives: 8
•Status: Single
•Tags: Snowdrift, Barkface

If the tom was surprised at the sudden appearance of Snowdrift, he didn't show it on his face. Though upon listening to her request a troubled frown began to stretch across his handsome features. "Hmn..." the silver tabby considered, tail flicking slowly against the ground. "Smokepaw and Littlepaw? I'm glad to hear they're both ready for their assessments." the tom purred, green eyes flashing with happiness for the two apprentices. Soon Flightclan will increase by two great warriors. But... Whitestar let out a tired sigh as he turned to Snowdrift, "I'm not comfortable leaving camp unprotected. Most of our warriors are out on patrols or training." He turned his head to eye the dens, forehead creased in thought. Turning to Barkface he tilted his head to the side, "Barkface do you think you can keep watch over camp with Cinderstripe, Sweetfoot and Hazelsky for me as I take a quick leave? The warriors should be in their dens or lounging in camp somewhere. I expect Crookedheart to return soon as well since Softpaw returned just earlier." the silver tabby brushed his tail over the tom's shoulder in a motion of reassurance. "I trust you'll do well in keeping things in order for a few hours. Send a runner to me if anything happens." Turning back to the pale she-cat, the silver tabby had to swallow a chuckle of amusement at Snowdrift's tilted gaze. "You can relax." he chuckled at her tensed, rigid position. "Why don't you lead the way?" he smiled, flicking his tail in a gesture for the she-cat to walk first.

(( I have just placed a poll to vote for deputy position! Deputy will be announced the same time the apprentices are given their warriors name!
Deputy list was chosen by warriors that are 20+ months old. oldest cat per user. ))

[Asherwy]

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❝starclan may you hear my cry,
unlock my eyes to your vast sky.❞

A slight breeze ruffled the grey tabby's fur as she waited for Ravenfeather's response. Wolfpaw had asked permission first of course, but the way he did seemed like he wanted to get away from his mentor. Waving her tail to brush the it aside, she told herself that what goes on between mentor and apprentice was not her business. Ravenfeather seemed to be considering the inquiry carefully, as if she was going over every possible event that could happen while they were alone in the woods. In what seemed like moons, the ink-black she-cat finally replied with a mew that had defeat written all over. She perked her ears at Ravenfeather's add on to her confirmation. "Can Hazelsky and I join you in training once we're done?" That was even more difficult for her to suggest, she wasn't fond of training with others, but she wanted to try. Turning back to Wolfpaw, she flicked her tail. "Let's go, should we go by the small river? I'm sure that there are lots of voles there." As she padded towards the entrance, she proceeded into the pine forest.

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[tyger.]

Squirrelpaw • 6 moons old • In the camp

Squirrelpaw shifted her front paws, mussing them through the moss of her nest. She was sitting in the entrance of the apprentice's den, waiting for her mentor, Sweetfoot. She couldn't wait to go training, because she had only recently become an apprentice. The long-haired ginger tabby was determined to prove her worth.
"Come on, Sweetfoot..." The apprentice whispered to herself. Her one good eye was watching the camp eagerly, but mostly she was using her nose. That had always been her best sense.

OOC- Where is Sweetfoot, if I may ask?