(( -sigh- might as well xDD I was hoping they would reply soon... ok.
Let's just assume Littlepaw won the next round.
Everycat should be heading back to camp now!
On that note, we will also be skipping Ravenfeather since her author hadn't replied for a long time as well.
Will be clearing up the list after I come back from my classes.
@summertime;
Wolfpaw is open, shadowpaw can go and interact with him. ))
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•Gender: Tom
•Age: 48 moons
•Rank: Leader
•Lives: 8
•Status: Single
•Tags: Snowdrift, Eaglestrike,
Littlepaw, Smokepaw
Whitestar watched with interest as the apprentices progressed onto the next stage of their training. Littlepaw seemed a little more determined this time as she protected her phantom kits from the 'intruder'. The white pawed tom smiled gently as Littlepaw successfully defended her litter - despite being a young cat she seem to ooze a protective aura when the thought of her family or kin being harmed took seed in her mind. Finally, the round ended with Littlepaw being the victorious one. As expected. Smiling to himself, the leader of Flightclan stood up and stretched his limbs, stiffened from crouching in one position for so long. Green eyes turned to the sky and a flicker of worry passed through the tom when he noticed the position of the sun. Has it been that long already? The tom didn't fancy leaving camp unattended with so little warriors for so long - it wasn't as if he expected anything bad or that he didn't trust Barkface's abilities, but the leader always felt it was his responsibility to know what is going on in camp at all times.
With a soft sigh, the tabby bunched up on his hind legs and leaped off his perch, landing softly in the clearing. "Well done Littlepaw, Smokepaw. You've shown excellent skills today during this session, I'm proud of you two." he purred, rubbing a paw over Littlepaw's forehead affectionately. He turned to the two mentors and dipped his head in a brief respective greeting. "You've trained them well Eaglestrike, Snowdrift." His tail flicked upwards in a beckoning gesture as the tabby turned towards the exit of camp. "The sun is falling though, we should head back to camp. I think it's time for a big ceremony." Whitestar chuckled softly as he bounded away. "Don't be late now!" ██████████████ ██████████████ ██████████████
H O N E Y W O L F
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•Gender: She-cat
•Age: 30 moons
•Rank: Warrior
•Status: Single
•Tags: Redcloud, Delilah
She watched with impatience as Delilah shuffled the mouse into a hole and buried the half eaten prey. It was probably her but it seemed like every cat was moving a bit too slow for her tastes this morning. With an annoyed grunt that betrayed her impatience she turned towards the direction of camp. Her nose was tilted to the air as she scented for dangers out of her own paranoia. If they were predators nearby, she wasn't about to risk her life to save a stranger's. Her ears flattened on her head at Redcloud's remark and she couldn't help but snap at the tom. "I'll encourage you if you don't get a move on!" she growled, tail snapping in the air. Seriously, cats these days... Honeywolf knew she was being unfair and that she was acting like a grumpy old elder with aching joints and ticks in her pelt, but she couldn't help it. The desire to leave this place was growing stronger by the minute. The moment she arrives back at camp, she planned to dump the loner off with Redcloud as she escapes into the empty dens for peace and possibly a chance to catch up on the sleep she missed last night.
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T H U N D E R F L A M E
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•Gender: Tom
•Age: 34 moons
•Rank: Warrior
•Status: Single
•Tags: Ravenfeather,
Tigerpaw
Noticing the positioning of the sun the tabby tom sighed and stood up. "Tigerpaw? Come back, it's about time we return with what we caught." His nose twitched in slight expression of worry when he still couldn't find Ravenfeather. Ah.. don't worry, she's a full fledged warrior. She can handle herself. Padding over to their small accumulated pile of prey, the warrior bent down to pick up several pieces in his jaws and nearly regretted it. Ah.. never knew it could get this heavy... Turning back, the tom waited for the tiger striped apprentice to appear so that they could get back to camp soon and feed the clan.