Reedclan and Gorgeclan:Semi-lit/Lit

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~ Dapplespots ~
-- GorgeClan -- Medicine Cat -- Tom -- 27 moons -- Apprentice: Sparrowpaw--
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Dapplespots sat down just outside of his den, enjoying the sunlight and the morning day. He flicked his ears as he heard Lynxstep call out for some patrols; however, being a medicine cat, he stayed where he was. He heard his sister's name mentioned on one of the patrols, and saw Cedarbrook padding over in Nightpaw's direction. Dapplespots' olive green eyes looked over towards Lynxstep as the deputy began to speak to Smokefoot, and quickly he wondered if something was wrong; he noticed that Lynxstep looked rather worried. I wonder what they're speaking about? Something that happened to the Clan? Dapplespots wondered to himself. Perhaps it only has to do with a rogue that stepped into our borders. The dappled medicine cat thought to himself, unsure whether or not it was true.

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~ Cedarbrook ~
-- GorgeClan -- Warrior -- She-cat -- 27 moons -- Apprentice: Nightpaw--
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Cedarbrook yawned, leaving behind her thoughts about when she and her brother were kits, and she looked up as she heard Lynxstep yowl for patrols. The gray-blue tabby padded over, nodding as Lynxstep had stated that she would be on the deputy's patrol, along with her apprentice Nightpaw. She glanced around the clearing, before finally noticing Nightpaw and trotting over to the newly named apprentice. "Hi Nightpaw, Lynxstep has told us to go on her patrol." Cedarbrook mewed, glancing back in Lynxstep's direction. The deputy was now speaking to Smokefoot, and Cedarbrook could notice her worried expression. Has something occured? The warrior wondered to herself, hoping that everything was alright.

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~ Bluepaw ~
-- ReedClan -- Apprentice -- Tom -- 8 moons -- Mentor: Wildpath--
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Bluepaw stopped nearby his mentor, his green eyes glancing over at Wildpath for him to speak. After chuckling slightly, Wildpath had gone over the Play Dead move, and Bluepaw listened to the warrior's words. "Okay." The blue-furred apprentice said as Wildpath had finished describing the move, and he watched his mentor lay limply on the ground. Bluepaw tilted his head, deciding that the move did look realistic; perhaps the Play Dead move could be more valuable in a battle than he'd actually thought. He nearly jumped in surprise as Wildpath sprang onto his paws, nodding at Wildpath's next sentence. "I can see how playing dead could be useful in battle." Bluepaw meowed, before adding; "Should I try the move next?"

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[meijhana]

Sandstripe
-Reedclan-Tom-Warrior-Apprentice: soon Barkpaw-With: Badgerclaw-
Sandstripe had been lounging in the sun, the patrols being assigned and the fresh-kill pile well-stocked. His sandy patterned coat was pale in the sunlight, standing out starkly from the greenery around their camp. He'd seen his sister leaving the camp, presumably to gather or inventory herbs, and he'd almost decided to accompany her, but he knew she didn't actually need his help or company while doing her job. He was lost in his own thoughts when he heard a voice call out to him. Snapped out of his reverie, he saw that Badgerclaw, the sole elder of Reedclan, was the one who had spoken. "Of course, Badgerclaw," he said. "Is everything alright?" The old tom seemed nervous and on edge, which was unlike him. There had been many changes to the clan recently, but Sandstripe hardly thought that was something to be worried about. Maybe he knows something that we don't...

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Smokefoot
-Gorgeclan-Tom-Warrior-With: Lynxstep-
Smokefoot was about to speak when the words seemed to disappear from his mind. He couldn't believe what had happened. He couldn't believe that his leader was gone. She had been leader for many moons, and to find her like this in her den was a huge shock to him. "It's Goldenstar," he said, his voice low so as not to be overheard. "She's dead. I don't know what happened. I noticed she didn't come out this morning, and so I went to check on her. I thought she just overslept." He shook his head, not knowing what else to say. Lynxstep was so new to the clan, and now she would be leading the clan. She'd been made deputy not very long ago, and he wasn't sure how the clan would react to such a change. Finally, he dragged his eyes back to her. "What should we do?"

[grizzly.]

((Sorry for the ugly post...))

Hawkeye just gave Risingstream a curt nod as sge said she was going to go hunt for the rest of the clan. The tom looked down at his catch before burrying it, deciding the clan had more rights to eat before he did. Allowing his senses to stretch across to the surrounding forest he listened for any possibilty of a rodent scurrying around or a bird flapping it's wings or singing it's sweet song. Knowing they'd have to return to camp soon for the ceremony the tom began to take a few steps forward, unknowingly that the river was only a few pawsteps ahead of him the tom's front paws splashed into the side of the river. An irritated hiss errupted from Hawkeye's jaws. Whirling around he had quietly stalked off away from the river. The tom had seen a quick flash of orange. Freezing in his place he crouched down, spotting a red squirrel running to the base of a tree and began chewing on an acorn. Hunger jabbed at him as if it tried to distract him, but he refused to let hunger overwhelm him. Quietly creeping towards the squirrel, he noticed the rodent's ears flicker in attention, and at that Hawkeye knew it was either now or never. Bringing all his weight to his hind legs he launched at the squirrel, landing on it's side. Feeling the rodent squirm under his paws he reached down and grasped the small neck inbetween his jaws, feeling tiny claws scratch across his eye. A hiss esacped through his full mouth, and simply tightened his jaws together, causing the familiar crunch to ring in his ears and the body fell limp. Hawkeye's right eye was now partly closed as it stung and small streaks of blood ran down the small area where the squirrel had caught it's claws in. Bringing his squirrel over to the rest of his patrol.

[NatureHeart]

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Tom
Elder
93 Moons
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Location: Outside the elder's den
Doing: Eating/Talking to Sandstripe
Mood: Nervous
Reedclan

As Sandstripe walked over, Badgerclaw could only shake his head, lying to not only Sandstripe but himself. hat wasn't acceptable. Like a two-leg seat, he broke on of his legs, letting the beavers have it and store it away. But he still had 3 legs left, so he didn't give everything away.
"Actually," he couldn't say there was something wrong. He just told him there wasn't. "Do you know anything about who the next deputy may be?" he asked him. He was hoping it wasn't an inexperienced cat, little more than an apprentice. The clan needed a strong deputy. He had locked himself in his den ever since the death of the former deputy. He had forgotten the details of his friends.
The death of the deputy had definitely put him on edge. Nervously, he sunk his claws into the earth. His jaw started to chatter, but he quickly stopped it. However, he was unable to remove his claws from under the dirt. They were lodged there, and were standing firm. He could only hope Sandstripe didn't notice.

[Luscinia]

L y n x s t e p

Age: 21 moons
Gender: She-cat
Clan: Gorgeclan
Rank: Deputy, soon to be leader
Doing: Speaking with Smokefoot
Mood: Upset/Stressed
Crush: Open
Apprentice: Barkpaw
Kin: Wildpath and Risingstream

Lynxstep exhaled quietly, her breath clearly shaky. Her pale yellow eyes began to cloud over as what she had feared the most, turned out to be true. She didn't answer for a little while, as her gaze turned to the rest of the clan. Questions flooded through her mind, what will both clans think? Will this spark a conflict? Does Gorgeclan trust her to be their leader? She hasn't been here very long, only for around four seasons, and she was only made deputy around three moons ago. She was still young, too, only a mere 21 moons. Most leader's were a bit older, and more seasoned.

Her ears flattened against her head as another shock wave hit her. Her friend, the one who seemed to trust her the most, was now gone, and there was nothing she could do. Taking another deep breath, she looked back at Smokefoot, regaining her confidence as quickly as she could. "I'll let the clan know, we'll sit vigil later in the day when our duties are finish. For now, we'll have to continue on with our day, no matter how much of a shock this is. For now, we can leave Goldenstar's body in her den." Her voice still shaky from grief, and despite her confident expression, sadness still distorted her face slightly.

Lynxstep leaped onto the rock everyone was gathered around again, her gaze swept across the clan and she yowled, her voice still wavering. "Cats of Gorgeclan, I am highly upset to announce that Goldenstar has passed, and is to join Starclan." She cleared her throat for a moment, as it began to clog from her sorrows. "We will have her vigil tonight, where we will honor her life, and her amazing role as a fantastic leader. For now, unfortunately, we have to continue on with our lives, despite this massive tragedy. However, for now the patrols will be delayed."

She knew her voice cracked a few times, but she didn't care. Lynxstep watched and read each cat's expression. The one question that stuck out to her most was, would they accept her? She was a born Reedclan cat, who decided to join Gorgeclan merely out of a tug in her heart. She wasn't born here like either all or most of them were, and would that effect Starclan's decisions for her? She shook the heavy thoughts from her head, clearing her mind.

P a l e p a w

Age: 11 moons
Gender: She-cat
Clan: Gorgeclan
Rank: Apprentice
Doing: Waking Up/Mourning
Mood: Sorrowful/Worried
Crush: Open
Mentor: Lonespirit
Kin: Deceased

Palepaw got up from her nest, stretching and yawning. She heard commotion going on outside, and curiously, she padded out. Her pale yellow and green eyes rested up on Lynxstep, and the first word Palepaw had heard was "Goldenstar is dead." Those words hit her like an attacking badger, hard and crushing. Her eyes clouded over sorrowfully, her ears drooping. A gasp escaped from her mouth, all of this seemed so surreal. She shook her head, as if not believing this.

Goldenstar was dead, and a former Reedclan cat was taking over as leader. It was not like Palepaw didn't trust Lynxstep, it was just that she was somewhat uncertain where Lynxstep's loyalties lay. She truly was a great warrior, but Palepaw still wondered to this day why Goldenstar made her deputy.

She told herself, Now is not the time to judge, if Starclan accepts her to be our leader, so shall I. Her eyes clouded and burning from the tears, she looked at her clanmates.

W i l d p a t h

Age: 21 moons
Gender: Tom
Clan: Reedclan
Rank: Warrior
Doing: Mentoring Bluepaw
Mood: Amused
Crush: Open
Apprentice: Bluepaw
Kin: Lynxstep and Risingstream

Wildpath nodded at his apprentice, smirking as he thought about the apprentice's doubt at first. "Yes, it is indeed very helpful. It saves lives, no matter how silly it may seem." He swished his tail and nodded once again at the apprentice's question, "I believe it'd be best if you did try it now."

Bearclaw took a step back, giving the apprentice some room. He sat down and curled his tail over his paws, watching Bluepaw, curiously. He had a feeling his apprentice would find this easy, it was a very easy move, but he decided to show this to him just to make sure he knew this. Not matter how small it may be, it was a very useful move for a cat to perfect.
{Sorry about the short post, a bit of writer's block}

R i s i n g s t r e a m

Age: 21 moons
Gender: She-cat
Clan: Reedclan
Rank: Warrior
Doing: On patrol/Hunting
Mood: Focused/Serious
Crush: Open
Apprentice: None
Kin: Lynxstep and Wildpath

Risingstream set the duck down and scented the air once again, catching the scent of a mouse nearby. She lowered herself to the ground, her ears flat and her tail mid-position, she silently crept towards the smell. The mouse was gnawing on a plant, unaware of the cat that was hiding behind it. Risingstream unsheathed her claws and leapt at the mouse, her claws sinking into it's fur as she flung it hard to the ground.

It was a plump mouse, so the impact didn't do as much as it would've to a more fragile mouse, so Risingstream quickly bit down on it's neck and snapped it. She picked up her other catch and walked back over to the duck, managing to pick that up as well. She walked back to the rest of the patrol, feeling a slight hint of pride of her two catches.

[grizzly.]

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{ gender;; tom.
age;; thirty-seven moons.
clan;; reedclan
status;; single.
apprentice;; xxx
tagged;; risingstream, greyleaf, maplescar.}





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Hawkeye looked up from his catch to see Risingstream return with an impressive catch of a duck and a plump mouse. With his right eye squinting from the fine-scratch marks the squirrel he killed had given him as blood slowly oozed out of the small scratches. "Nice catch Risingstream. I suppose ReedClan is lucky to have a warrior so skilled in hunting." the tom meowed, complementing her on the two pieces of prey she had brought back to the reat of the patrol. "We should head back to camp soon so Morningstar can go on with her ceremonies. I have the feeling what we have will do for now." Hawkeye added, trying to aboid attention to his now wounded right eye, not seeing much of a problem with the wound, and not finding it to be very sevier.


note ;; n/a

[Jinglebelle]

ɱ α ϼ ℓ є s c α я

Maplescar
Warrior
She-cat
40 Moons
Crush: none
Reedclan
App: none

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───────── Mood: calm || Place: river || Action: hunting || Tags: Risingstream, Hawkeye

The russet warrior had finished eating as the rest had, and has the patrol moved on Maplescar decided to hunt as well. I'd rather be hunting away, since Risingstream is doing it too... it wont seem like I'm avoiding everyone she nodded to herself at the thought and silently crept into away from the patrol as it moved on. She scented the air for any traces of rodent or bird, and a faint scuttle alerted her the presence of a small mouse. Her paws seemed to glide over the grass as she neared the mouse, noisily searching for prey. One... more... paw step... she dared not whisper as she got within pouncing distant, then suddenly snap. The russet she-cat stepped on a small twig, and the mouse quickly spotted the warrior. Too late! she hissed to herself as she sprung after the mouse, even if it was already trying to scamper away in distress. One more leap and the mouse was between Maplescars long claws, and dead between her jaws.

She returned to the patrol to find the silver striped warrior with a duck and a mouse, and Hawkeye with a squirrel as well as a small battle scar. She stifled a bit of laughter and nodded in agreement at Hawkeyes statement. "We can just finish our border patrol and head back, retrieving our prey of course on the way back." she added as she buried her mouse in front of her. Suddenly the form of Greyleaf popped out of the rocks on the bank with a small fish in his jaws, leaping back to the patrol in a few bounds.

ɠ я є ў ℓ є α ƒ

Greyleaf
Warrior
Tom
20 Moons
Crush: none
Reedclan
App: none

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───────── Mood: cheerful || Place: river || Action: hunting || Tags: Risingstream, Hawkeye

After the two finished their meal and rose to their paws, he nodded as Risingstream went off to hunt. He flicked his ear as the patrol split up to hunt, and decided that he'd try his luck in the river. He padded softly down the bank, making sure to get far away from where Risingstream was hunting. He saw a faint flash of silver in the river and crouched, hiding his shadow from the waters edge. Slowly he creeped to the edge and held out a paw, careful to make sure his shadow didn't fall on the water. Just a little more... to the right... he willed the fish to swim away from where his shadow would fall on the water, and suddenly it did. Yes! he thought as his paw jutted out and scooped the fish out and onto the bank, and quick as lightning his jaws were clamped down on his head. "Hehe, you can't avoid a skilled warrior forever," he tried to mumble and leaped over the rocks to the patrol.

Ᏸ α я ӄ ρ α ὠ

Barkpaw
Apprentice
Tom
8 Moons
Crush: none
Gorgeclan
Mentor: Lynxstep

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───────── Mood: focused || Place: camp || Action: none || Tags: none

The tabby tom flicked his ears in response to the mottled apprentice. "It will always be a pleasure." he purred and bounded over to the group of cats that had gathered for patrols, but as he reached the cats they seemed to group tighter as Lynxstep called for another meeting. Hm? Twice...? curiously gripped him as he sat down between some older warriors the listened to what his mentor had to say.

The deputy soon told the gathered cats of Goldenstars death, and the tabby apprentices face soon fell to his paws at the news. I guess we all noticed she wasn't out and about as usual... he tried to rationalize it but the thought soon flickered into his mind, the thought of the soon to be Lynxstar. Will they accept her? Will they accept a former Reedclan cat as their leader? his eyes retreated from their place focused at his paws, and soon clung to the form of his mentor. I always admired her... I will accept her as my leader no matter what he nodded to himself.

ƒ α ὠ ɳ ֆ ρ ì я ì т

Fawnspirit
Warrior
She-cat
32 Moons
Crush: none
Gorgeclan
App: none

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The spotted warrior nodded to Fogstep and flicked her ear at Smokefoots question. Hm, i guess it is strange...
she thought to herself as she glanced at the leaders den, high above their heads. She wondered for a moment about the leader, but when Smokefoot went to check for himself she pushed her misgivings away. She's fine... she thought to herself as she sat by Fogsteps side.

Suddenly Lynxstep called out her patrols and the spotted warrior looked towards Fogstep. "May i come with for hunting?" she mewed in her normally soft voice. But when the deputy called for another meeting, Fawnspirit had a bad feeling about what the deputy had to say. She cast her amber eyes at Fogstep before she focused them on Lynxstep. The news didn't help Fawnspirits bad feeling at all, it only seemed to intensify as the thoughts whirred in her mind like angry bees. Such a young leader taking command? And what will Reedclan think...? she shook her head and it focused once more on the thought of the dead leader. So young to be dead... she sighed to herself.

ᗪ α ω и f я σ s т

Dawnfrost
Warrior
She-cat
34 Moons
Crush: none
Gorgeclan
App: Viperpaw

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───────── Mood: slightly upset || Place: camp || Action: none || Tags: none

The pale warrior was still lost in thought as the cats seemed to converge around Lynxstep. It wasn't until the deputy called for a second meeting did Dawnfrost focus on reality instead of her own thoughts. The deputy then told the clan of the leaders death and the white warrior couldn't help but feel a pang of pity for the young leader. Her eyes narrowed on the form of Lynxstep. It's no secret she isn't a Gorgeclan cat, how will they take it? she wondered for a moment if they would deny her the right to take on the name Lynxstar, and demand a real Gorgeclan cat take leadership. Dawnfrost herself didn't feel any emotion one way of the other, but she knew the deputy would make a dedicated leader, if the clan let her.

₣ ℓ σ ὠ є я ϼ α ὠ

Flowerpaw
Apprentice
She-cat
11 Moons
Crush: none
Reedclan
Mentor: Goldenblaze

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Open-ish. Waiting for Goldenblaze.

[adcatfish]

[Sorry for the slightly short posts; also, just as a notice, I won't be able to post much from now until Sunday]

~ Dapplespots ~
-- GorgeClan -- Medicine Cat -- Tom -- 27 moons -- Apprentice: Sparrowpaw--
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Dapplespots glanced back over towards Lynxstep as he heard a yowl, still with the thought that something might have happened. The medicine cat listened as the deputy spoke, and was shocked upon hearing what had happened to Goldenstar. What? Goldenstar is... dead? But, how... I should have noticed that something was wrong.... The gray-blue tom thought, beginning to feel a bit guilty. What if this is my fault? I'm the medicine cat... I should have been paying more attention to Goldenstar. Perhaps this could have been prevented. Dapplespots continued, his ears flattening back. He heard Lynxstep's next words, and he realized that she would now have to become GorgeClan's leader. His ears still pinned back, Dapplespots stood up onto his paws, padding over towards the rock Lynxstep was standing on and glancing up at her. "I can accompany you to the Mooncave whenever you'd like to leave, whether it be before or after Goldenstar's vigil; if you'd like traveling herbs, as well, I could prepare some." Dapplespots mewed, his voice slightly quiet from the surprise of the current situation.

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~ Cedarbrook ~
-- GorgeClan -- Warrior -- She-cat -- 27 moons -- Apprentice: Nightpaw--
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Cedarbrook's attention went back towards the Highledge as she heard Lynxstep yowl. The blue tabby listened to what Lynxstep said, startled as she heard of what had happened to Goldenstar. Cedarbrook's mouth opened slightly with surprise; she hadn't noticed anything attypical about Goldenstar, but perhaps she hadn't been paying attention? Even though Lynxstep was formerly of ReedClan, Goldenstar had trusted her and made her deputy, so Cedarbrook supposed Lynxstep would do alright as a leader. I still can't believe what had happened. Cedarbrook thought after a few moments. She nodded slightly upon hearing Lynxstep mention that the patrols were delayed, and glanced around the camp clearing.

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~ Bluepaw ~
-- ReedClan -- Apprentice -- Tom -- 8 moons -- Mentor: Wildpath--
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Bluepaw nodded as he heard Wildpath's words. Even though the apprentice wasn't the best fighter, perhaps this would be a move that he'd be good at. Bluepaw toppled over onto the grassy clearing, his paws splayed out and his ears pinned back. He partly closed his eyes, trying his best not to blink very noticeably. The apprentice went limp, gradually slowing down his breathing, only taking in air when he needed to. The apprentice tried to stay still, even as a leaf was blown onto his whiskers. I hope this is believable, Bluepaw thought to himself. I suppose I'll just have to wait and see what Wildpath thinks.

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[susurri]

[[Aww, I feel bad.. Good luck with the rp guys! Last goood bye

[Luscinia]

L y n x s t e p

Age: 21 moons
Gender: She-cat
Clan: Gorgeclan
Rank: Deputy/Soon to be leader
Doing: Mentally preparing herself
Mood: Stressed/Upset/Determined
Crush: Open
Tags: Dapplespots
Apprentice: Barkpaw
Kin: Wildpath and Risingstream

Lynxstep stood on the rock a bit, in silence. Her pale yellow eyes, filled with sorrow, swept over her clanmates once more, reading each mixed reaction with a feel of worry and nervousness. She caught herself and thought, I will show these cat's that Goldenstar made the right choice for her successor, I will not let them down... By my honor, I swear upon it. She silently made the oath, taking a deep breath.

After taking the deep breath, the look of confidence reformed on her face as she leapt down from the rock, pausing as she found Dapplespots speaking to her. She looked over at the Medicine Cat and nodded, "Yes, I'd appreciate your company. If it's alright, I'd prefer to leave after the vigil." She gave a slight sigh as she was still in denial of her old friend's death. She raised her head and mumbled softly, "I will be waiting for the rest to regain their strength..." With those words, she walked over to a rock, sitting down with her head hung sadly.

R i s i n g s t r e a m

Age: 21 moons
Gender: She-cat
Clan: Reedclan
Rank: Warrior
Doing: On Dawn Patrol
Mood: Slightly proud/Cheerful
Crush: Open
Tags: Hawkeye, Greyleaf, Maplescar
Apprentice: None
Kin: Lynxstep and Wildpath

Risingstream dipped her head gratefully to Hawkeye at his compliment. She spoke, her voice muffled by feathers, "Thank you very much, Hawkeye, I appreciate it." She gave a slight sneeze as a feather tickled her nose.

Deciding to wait for the rest of the patrol, Risingstream sat down and set her catches down, and began to groom her muddy paws. She gave a slight shiver as a breeze came through, as her thick, soft fur was still a bit wet from her jump in the water, she began to pluck a few feathers from her claws, as well, and curled her fluffy tail around herself tightly. Due to the fact it was early fall, the weather was gradually becoming colder. Risingstream wasn't a fan of cold weather, even though she had such a thick coat, because of the fact it made it harder to swim.

W i l d p a t h

Age: 21 moons
Gender: Tom
Clan: Reedclan
Rank: Warrior
Doing: Mentoring Bluepaw
Mood: Impressed/Amused
Crush: Open
Tags: Bluepaw
Apprentice: Bluepaw
Kin: Lynxstep and Risingstream

Wildpath watched the apprentice carefully, nodding. It was an easy mood, he knew the apprentice would find this easy. However, Wildpath found this as a good start out for a day of training, before starting the more intense moves. "Perfect, I see the leaf landing on your whiskers was a bit of a challenge, but that's understandable. Now, is there any move that you're especially interested in learning?" His greenish-yellow eyes gazing down at his apprentice.
{Sorry about the short post, I have a bit of writer's block, I'm a tad tired which derails my writing process >_<}