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[king boo]

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•ｔｈｅ ｂｕｂｂｌｙ ｏｎｅ•

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-----------------b a s i c . i n f o
---------ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ: She-cat
---------ᴀɢᴇ: 10 moons
---------ᴍᴇɴᴛᴏʀ: Greystripe
---------ᴍᴏᴏᴅ: Tired-Amused
---------ᴄʀᴜsʜ: Lionpaw
---------ʜᴇᴀʟᴛʜ: 100%
---------sᴛᴀᴍɪɴᴀ: 100%
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Her whiskers twitched as a tail flicked beside her white face and her green orbs opened groggily. She was one of the last apprentices left in the den, the light spinning from the gaps between the twigs that make the roof. However the apprentice did not rise but instead began grooming herself. This is your stupid fault Greystripe for sending me hunting when even starclan was most probably tucked up in their dens. Asleep.

The rhythmic strokes of her tongue soon cleaned the small and highly irritating scraps of dark green moss. The small shape of Leafpaw was snoozing in his den, the gentle rise and fall of his chest clearly visibly. Fernpaw rose to her long slender legs finally satisfied with the appearance of her white fur crowned with ginger tabby and black patches. She padded around her fellow den mate and she exited the warm and shady den.

The sun burned white in her eyes and she hesitated, her pupils retracted into slits until, after a few rapid heartbeats she was used to the light. Her mentor and Snakeheart were talking but the crowd that caught her grass green gaze was Orangefury, Morningrain and- of course -Lionpaw. Her paws padded across the clearing until she joined the small group. She arrived intime to hear the tortoiseshell tom meow, "My, my, Morningrain. Good morning to you my pretty denmate. You must be one hell of a thief because you stole my heart from across the camp."

Fernpaw purred with amusement at his words and mewed in reply, a spark of mischief in her green orbs. "Are we flirting Orangefury? For some reason I'm not surprised" she swished her black and ginger tail around her paws as she settled into a sitting position and added cheekily, "And you're our role models, Hey Lionpaw, Morningrain"

[Paíntedwínd]

His mixed heritage was not what had the tortie feeling so uncertain around his apprentice but rather it was the fact that he's a tom that irked Orangefury. Where was the fun in mentoring one own's gender? Why couldn't he be mentoring Fogpaw, Falconpaw, Fernpaw or Rainpaw? But a tom?!

[[ I love you. That was amazing. you don't know what it feels like to read this at 4 o'clock in the morning, when EVERYTHING is funny. ]]

ｆａｌｃｏｎｐａｗ : ｔｈｅ ｍａｓｋｅｄ

Falconpaw nodded quietly, digesting the information on Morningfrost. On the subject of the deceased she-cat, what about the new deputy? Falconpaw's mind wandered a little as the medicine cat checked over the bush. She seemed a little surprised to see the bush, which made the brown tabby apprentice feel quite proud of herself. Maybe you're not so bad after all, she commented to herself. "Grab a few stems and be careful not to pull them out by the roots," The med-cat suddenly piped up, and Falconpaw was happy to oblige. She grabbed as many stems as she felt comfortable with and gently picked them, making sure the roots stayed right where they were. After grabbing a bunch, she twirled her tail in a "I'm ready to go!" fashion, and stood up straight. Boy, do these taste funny. Falconpaw thought. Ah! They're making me drool! "Lesh oh liwlle shtep." The apprenticed attempted at a sentence. She tried to say, Let's go, Littlestep! But it just came out as a mash up of vowels and drool. These taste so WEIRD.

tags : littlestep

ｒａｖｅｎｃｒｙ : ｔｈｅ ｓｉｌｅｎｔ

The deep black tom finished his grooming routine, before settling back into a quiet doze, just this time in the middle of camp. Quite suddenly, two familiar smells hit his nose. Greystripe and....Snakeheart! The tom quickly opened his brown eyes and began to walk over. He had decided he would be social today (Which in Ravencry terms meant actually walking over to Snakeheart, and not just happening to be in the same place to start...sitting in silence...), but when he spied upbeat, chatty Greystripe he froze. What was he doing? Was he talking to Snakeheart? Ravencry decided that, on second thoughts, he'd better not go and see his friend. Snakeheart would be in a bad mood, and when Ravencry felt social, he tended to shadow Snakeheart everywhere. He knew that it ticked off the warrior so he decided today was not the day. Instead, Ravencry looked around for a patrol. Even if he couldn't talk, he could most certainly hunt. Perhaps he should see Finchstar? That's when he saw Dawnflight. She looked like she was about to throw up ants. That didn't look good. Shyly, he approached the pretty she-cat and gently brushed her shoulder with his long, soft tail. The last thing Ravencry wanted to do was interact with anyone but Snakeheart, and even then today was a day to miss if he was being visited by Greystripe. But Ravencry knew that the face Dawnflight was pulling was not right and he even felt slightly frightened for her. She looked on the verge of tears. He sat somewhat diagonal to her and blinked at her silently, ears slightly back signalling he was alarmed that her face was twisted in such a way. Was she sick?



tags: Dawnflight

[norm]

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The large tom found himself waking up to a empty den. I'm always waking up late, Wolfstorm doesn't even bother to wake me up. Stonesong chuckled to himself and got to his massive paws and made his way into the sunlit clearing. He shook his bed ruffled pelt and ducked through the den's entrance. Stonesong made his way into the center of camp and licked his chops in atempt to find his lovely mate, Wolfstorm. The birds were chirping in the distance and the trees swayed in the light breeze.
(wb, sorry not good at first posts.)

[wolf ;;]

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The tom's fur prickled as a cat spoke to him, and his ears flattened against his skull, turning to look at Greystripe. His eyes were narrowed into slits, and he growled. Why was this tom talking to him? He had just woken up and was certainly not in the mood for dealing with cats talking to him at the moment. The dark tabby then silently got to his paws and stalked away, ears still flattened. Thats how he was when most cats spoke to him, especially since he had just woken up. He despised cats who spoke to him, unless it was a cat he could tolerate. But, that didn't mean he was loyal to his Clan, he just doesn't show it unless he's fighting. The young tom then sat down once he was a fair distance away from Greystripe. No cat better come and try to talk to me again. He thought, and he wrapped his tail around his paws.

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The she-cat glanced up as she heard pawsteps coming her way, and she flicked an ear. It was Orangefury, and she knew what was coming next. At his words, the she-cat flicked her tail tip softly. "You know, Orangefury, if you keep flirting with she-cats, they might eventually rally up against you." The pale she-cat told her tortoiseshell pelted denmate, she wasn't going to fall for his tricks. She knew he liked to flirt with the she-cats of the Clan, but she was one of the she-cats who never fell for it. "And we wouldn't want that to happen, would we?" She added, amusement in her voice, and she turned her head as Fernpaw came over. Listening to the apprentices words, she purred in amusement. "Fernpaw's right, Orangefury. You're suppose to be a role model for the apprentices and younger warriors, were is it going to get them if you try to flirt with the she-cats?" Morningrain meowed, before she turned her gaze to Fernpaw to greet the apprentice. "Good morning, Fernpaw."

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The silvery grey tabby tom followed his mentor as he moved away from the entrance of the den, moving away from the activity of their awoken Clanmates. He only listened in silence at Ivyvine's words, nodding. "Yeah, we should probably wait for Finchstar to assign patrols...but if we're not on one, battle training sounds good." The apprentice meowed quietly, flicking an ear. In a moons time, he would be a warrior...he wouldn't have to do all those apprentice chores, and he would miss it, but would never admit it. When he and Leafpaw become warriors, they'd be the youngest warriors in the Clan for a moon, and he'd have to sleep in a den with a lot more cats then there are in the apprentices den. What if he got a nest next to a cat who would despise him? And, it would be another moon after his ceremony before she became a warrior...but he shook the thought clearly from his mind. Don't think about a she-cat when you're suppose to be thinking about training and patrols, Frostpaw! Anyway, not like she'd actually like me back or anything...

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[Taiyo]

(( @Paintedwind;
Glad I made your morning xDD

Nightfur is open! ))

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•Gender: Tom
•Age: 31 moons
•Rank: Warrior
•Status: Single
•App: Lionpaw
•Tags: Lionpaw, Morningrain,
Fernpaw

Morningrain had always been a bit stubborn to his flirting but the tom was quite determined this morning to crack that barrier. No cat should be able to resist his handsome charms, in his opinion, Morningrain was only resisting so far because she was already falling head over paws for him. "A horde of she-cats coming after me? Why, I'd welcome it any day." the calico replied smoothly with a wicked smirk. His ears perked up when another feminine purr reached his ears and the tom smiled in welcome as Fernpaw approached their small group. "Morning gorgeous." he meowed, tail flicking across the young apprentice's shoulder in an affectionate and brief greeting. "You can't blame me dear, I can't help but to be drawn to beautiful she-cats." he chuckled winking at Morningrain. "I am being a good role model though Fernpaw." the warrior chuckled, sitting down and curling his tail around his paws. "I am lavishing love on you she-cats and by doing so, protecting you as well." he purred with a mischievous twinkle in his eyes. "Sadly not many are able to complete this feat, they might take my words but my handsome charms are a gift from Starclan." Orangefury teased, bumping shoulders with the she-cat beside him.

[reichenbach falls]

r a i n p a w

Rainpaw's tail-tip flickered unconsciously as more and more cats appeared in the Clan camp. She watched as her fellow apprentices leave the den, one after another, until Fernpaw emerged almost last as a straggler. She assumed there was still probably some lazy fuzz-brain sleeping away in there still. She snorted and climbed to her feet. She had just seen Morningrain pad into the clearing. But before she even took a step in her direction, she heard a particularly annoying voice shout at her mentor from across the clearing. Rainpaw sighed and sat again, wrapping her tail around her hastily as she watched a small group gather around Orangefury and Morningrain.

It was almost to much sometimes too endure the flirty toms constant interruptions. He didn't pick on any she-cat more than another, but each equally. And her mentor was not excluded. Rainpaw watched Fernpaw join the group; she sighed and climbed to her feet. She stomped over to her mentor, a little annoyed that she had to intervene. Rainpaw prodded her mentor's side with her front paw and meowed, "I'm ready Morningrain, to train and do something productive," she interrupted, smiling sweetly, but flashing a glare at Orangefury. Rainpaw sat, a little flustered at her courage, and stared innocently up at Morningrain.

[Jinglebelle]

Լ ї т т ℓ є s т є ῤ

Littlestep
Medicine Cat
She-cat
30 Moons
Tags: Falconpaw

.:Outside Medicine Cat Den:.:Fetching Feverfew:.:Cheery:.:Apprentice:None:.:Crushless:.
Littlestep waited a little ways up the path to her den, stifling a mrrow of laughter at Falconpaws attempt at a sentence, and lead the short way up into her den. As she carefully placed the Feverfew into a pile in the corner of her den, she felt satisfied with the number of herbs that she had. Still, it's not like i can predict the future... She thought as she sat down and pointed her tail to the pile of Feverfew for Falconpaw to set them down, 'Enough' herbs might be too little if a lot of cats get sick... she forced the thought out of her mind. Even though this would be her first Leaf-bare without her mentor, she felt confident that she could handle it. "Thank you for your help, and well spotted with that Feverfew," she mewed cheerfully at the apprentice, "I don't think i would have noticed it, the Feverfew i had been nursing was a little ways upstream," she mewed, shrugging it off that it must have been hidden from her view and was lower to ground than normal.

(My apologies for taking so long, i overslept today and me and my mom were watching some shows
I'll read up on everyones posts and see if i can bump into anyone a bit later ^^
Edit: Probably in an hour or so ouo)

[Aʟᴀsᴋᴀɴ Esᴋɪᴍᴏs]

Here we have VinePaw. She is one of the most curious cats I have ever seen. Moving on to the more 'important stuff' we can start with the basics.
name;; vinepaw
nickname;; -----
gender;; female
age;; eight moons
rank;; medicine-cat apprentice

and.. yeah... those are really the only basics. Pretty simple, right? Yeah I guess so. Now moving on we have some deeper stuff she may or may not tell all cats.

personality;; VinePaw is a very curious cat; she is very creative, and loves her curious ways. VinePaw is the sensitive one, she can be pretty angry or sad easily at times and just, doesn't like to be treated bad as she never treats anyone bad. That being said VinePaw is very truthful; she will never, just never lie to a cat. It's just not right. VinePaw is also kind of funny; how she acts, being so curious and mysterious ways makes her kind of funny. She is like an un-even cat with her weird ways, and is always falling off the edge one way or another. She never makes any sense; she is like... jibber jabberish. VinePaw is very intelligent; she is actually a very smart cat. She knows a lot, she can tell you a lot. I'm not saying she can do math problems or anything. Thats just pretty stupid to say anything like that, it just is. VinePaw is very awkward in many ways; she is... like there, but she is not there. She is in her own world and when she is she can't listen. You can talk to her, but she just won't hear you. VinePaw is kind of shy; at sometimes, she is not but at sometimes she is, she doesn't understand life and how it works though she is pretty mature, she always has this one question she wants to ask but she just can't. On the otherside of this she is not always shy and is talkitive at times. In conclusion VinePaw is a very awkward, funny, curious cat. There is no way to really explain this curious kitty. Really the only way to explain it is that she is not scared to be herself.

history;; VinePaw doesn't have much of a history, she hasn't lived that long, so you can tell. VinePaw was not born in a clan, she was born as a loner with her mother; JewlHeart and her father; Puss. VinePaw has three siblings; Autumnkit{female}, Greykit{female}, Boots{male} and herself, VineKit. VineKit was born second to last. Boots was last, then VineKit, Then AutumnKit and then GreyKit. VinePaw didn't no why she was named as a kit; since she was a loner, but her mother had been in a clan. Her mother and father are still living but she doesn't know about her siblings, as they left the 'nest' when they because six moons old. VinePaw knows her mother and father are still alive because she visits them often. VinePaw was in AutumnClan, but she left because the clan turned against eachother. She now is ready to join PineClan and knows much about herbs. She is ready to learn more, and always will be ready. Sometimes VinePaw does wish she could still see her siblings.

Aside those, the last thing is her looks

looks;; Vinepaw is a gray with green/hazel eyes. She has darker gray stripes across her and is a very, very fluffy cat. VinePaw has that 'pinkish nose' that most cats have, and is a very young, healthy looking cat. In her eyes, she is always excited and ready to go. VinePaw has a gray tail, but the tip of it is white, and VinePaws' ears are always standing straight up and very excited looking. VinePaw has a creamish-white belly and under chest also.

[PyroDino]

Featherkit>Featherpaw>Featherstep
"Hello! My name is Featherpaw."
»Featherpaw is a light, daring she-cat with a pelt that is as brown as the forest floor and baring the strips of a tiger. She has paws that are made for sneaking around.
<<Age>>
"I'm almost ready to be a warrior now!"
» Featherpaw is 8 moons old.
<<Gender>>
"Isn't it obvious?"
» Featherpaw is a she-cat
<<Rank>>
"I'm an apprentice, silly!"
» Featherpaw is an apprentice in Pineclan.
<<Wanted Rank>>
"I can't wait to be a warrior! I wonder what my name will be."
»Featherpaw hopes to become a warrior soon.

<<Personality>>
"Well, since you asked."
»Featherpaw is a happy and easily excited she-cat who's happy to join in on any adventure available. She has a bad habit of becoming competitive when it comes to hunting, but will try to hide it to her best ability. When needed, the she-cat will become determined to please and accomplish her goals. It's has been noticed that she will usually pout or grow uneasy when she either fails to do what she's asked or is commented on about her size. Though, she takes a lot of happiness knowing that her size is what helps her hunt to this day.
<<History>>
"Hmm..."
» Featherpaw is a she-cat born in the clans during leaf-fall. She gained her name due to how light and quiet she was as a kit. As she grew older, she began to practice making use of her weight, making it almost easy for her to sneak up on cats and pray. Her history is still growing as she is still just an apprentice.

<<Good Traits>>
▪Quiet paws
▪ Determined attitude
▪Sharp glare
▪Small figure helps can help her with evasion

<<Flaws>>
▪ Her competivite attitude when hunting
▪ Her sharp tongue
▪ Can easily be seen in the snow
▪ Her need to pout

<<Crush>>
"Don't think so!"
»Featherpaw has yet to have a crush.

<<Mate>>
"What?"
»Featherpaw is too young to have a mate.

<<Kits>>
"No way!"
» Featherpaw is too young to have kits.

"Jademist is my name, don't make me repeat it twice."
>> Jademist is a tall, dark she-cat with smokey gray fur and piercing emerald eyes.
//Age\\
"That is none of your concern!"
>> Jademist is 29 moons old.

//Gender\\
"My voice should be enough to answer that."
>> Jademist is a she-cat.
//Rank\\
"Excuse me?"
>>Jademist is a rogue, she has no "rank."
//Wanted Rank\\
"Tch...."
>>Jademist doesn't exactly have a rank she wants.









//Personality\\
"You're a nosy little runt aren't you?"
>>Jademist was once someone with a heart of gold and was always in the brightest of moods, that is when her family was alive and well. but now her heart has turned to stone. Her words are blunt and simple during a "regular" chat, but when it comes to persuading, her voice is calm, almost chilling. It was never hard for her to talk her way out of a sticky situation. Even when she was young, and full of happiness, her cunning ways were always the most memorable thing about her. Those same traits escalated as she grew older. Jademist's personality never exactly shines through her, as her face usually remains expressionless and cold.
//History\\
"I'll never forget it..."
>> Six moons, an age Jademist will never forget. It was a day of war, death, and pain. Jademist watched as her family fought with Pineclan, unable to help her own kin survive. She never got to see the full damage, as her mother, Dawn, picked her up and ran away from battle. Demanding that her kit stayed where she was, Dawn quickly ran back to the battle, and left Jademist alone. She never saw her family again. They were gone, never to be seen again. Her family was never bad, she knew that. They were caring, loving, and wouldn't lay a paw on each other. Why had such a horrid event happen to her family, who were only trying to find their way, It didn't matter now, she was alone. A young kit couldn't survive on their own for long, could they? Jademist was never left alone for too long, as a fairly old elder she-cat came upon her, and happily watched over her. River was her name, and Jademist will never tell you how much she cared for that old she-cat. Despite River's care, that never changed Jademist's dark attitude. She grew vengeful, her body became expressionless. The only cat to ever break though that was River, and that has never changed since. Once River passed away when Jademist was 20 moons, there was no one to hold back her anger. Revenge was her new reason to go on, and she refuse to leave this earth without gaining it.

//Good Traits\\
▪ Her tall legs give her an extra boost while running
▪Her dark pelt hides her well
▪Is highly skilled at persuasion and sneaking

//Flaws\\

▪ Her need for revenge can make her lose focus
▪ Dark pelt can reveal Jademist in snow
▪ Her cold nature makes it hard to get close to her

//Crush\\
"I have no time for crushes."
>> Jademist has no crush

//Mate\\
"No."
>> Jademist has no mate
//Kits\\
"They'd do nothing more than get in the way of my goals."
>> Jademist has no kits

//Other\\
>> Jademist is The Scout
 

[foxflight,]

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Finchstar smiled warmly at Duskclaw and gave a nod of his head at her words. "He will be." He meowed, looking around camp as several more warriors and apprentices emerged from their dens. The bright ginger tom then dropped his gaze, the thoughts of who he would pick to be the new deputy racing through his mind. After a few moments the tom returned his gaze to Duskclaw and shook his head slowly, "you will be excused from any patrols today. You are probably tired enough, seeing as you were guarding the camp all night." He meowed, forcing a smile to spread across his muzzle. "You go rest now." He ordered, looking around camp once again. Ears picking forward as he was able to hear Orangefury's flirtatious greeting towards Morningrain, not much to his surprise, he had always known the calico tom to be very flirty. Rolling his eyes, the leader rose to his paws. "Please gather, I will be announcing the patrol!" He called out to the clan, tail swishing through the air as he waited for them to gather.

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Snowdrift shifted her position slightly so he sat more comfortably, her ears pricked forward as she listened to the murmurings of her clan-mates, their words all jumbled up and mashed together so she was unable to work out what a single cat was saying. Her gaze flickered over to the warriors den as Morningrain emerged, despite the six moon difference between the two, Snowdrift trusted Morningrain and found it very easy to talk to the she-cat. Morningrain was probably one of the only cats within the clan who could actually speak to Snowdrift with her ducking her head and saying nothing, or muttering words quietly. Snowdrift couldn't help but smile as Orangefury was the first to greet Morningrain, with his usual flirtatious words. She rolled her eyes, "looks like Orangefury has found his next victim." She remarked quietly, forgetting that Hawkthunder was indeed still seated next to her. Snowdrift glanced into Finchstar's direction as the tom called for the clan to gather, sighing, the slender white she-cat rose to her paws and padded across camp to where Finchstar stood.

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Wolfstorm had emerged from the warriors den and was now seated in the shadows at the edge of camp, ears pricked forward and eyes wide as she looked around camp. Several times she glanced towards the warriors den, awaiting her mates awakening. The white and black pelted she-cat's gaze became focused on her brother, ears pinning against her head as she watched him. Already, she could tell he had slept outside the warriors den again, Bluepelt had not brothered to clean his pelt and she noticed the wind ruffled fur. She reminded herself to go scold her brother later. Wolfstorm's gaze flickered back to the warriors den as Stonesong emerged. She instantly brightened, jumping to her paws and bounding across the clearing to greet him. "Good morning Stonesong." She meowed, gently rubbing her head against his shoulder. "Sleep well?" She asked, meeting his gaze. As she waited for his answer, Finchstar called out the group. Announcing he was assigning patrols, rolling her eyes she glanced towards the bright pelted leader, ears pricked forward as she waited for the tom to announce the patrols.

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Bluepelt stifled a laugh and rolled his eyes as he noticed the excitement in Fogpaw's eyes, he knew all too well that his apprentice did enjoy battle training. The blue-grey pelted tom looked up as Finchstar called for the clan to gather. "Looks like we'll find out if we're appointed to a patrol or not." He said, rising to stake, giving his body a quick shake to remove the dust and dirt that clung to his silky blue-grey pelt. Bluepelt padded across the camp, over to where Finchstar, glancing over his shoulder to look back at Fogpaw, seeing if the young she-cat was following or not. Bluepelt lazily sat back on his haunches, awaiting Finchstar to announce patrols.

[[ both accepted.
however, autumntea;; could you please change vinepaw's image, seeing as { shannon's frostpaw has the same image. thank you. c: