lightclan ;; semi lit ;; open

[Z4XX0N]

{{ Thank-you. Would anyone like to interact with Wolfspeckle or Snowhawk? }}

[despairz]

Bearpaw was about to protest, though stopped as Birdpaw flicked her tail on him, shutting his mouth. "Fine." He hisses under his breath at Birdpaw, but only because he didn't want to get punished because he wanted to go to the tide pools with Birdpaw. He raced back with her, though kind of slow. It wasn't wrong, was it? To go out to the tide pools with her, and stay out for a little while? Of course not! We will bring back prey, anyways... He thinks to himself, standing by Birdpaw, his ears perked towards their mentors. "Are we going to the marsh now?" He asks, his tail swishing back and forth.

[ i have owlstar and streampaw open c: ]

[Ico]

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REDFEATHER

tagged Birdpaw, Bearpaw, and Sandstorm

Redfeather dipped her head towards the apprentices, and felt a bit of guilt for being a little harsh. "It's alright," she mewed. Her tailed flicked Bearpaw's back. "Show me your hunting crouch." She waited patiently for her tortishell apprentice to quit flirting, and actually focus on some training. Redfeather never wants Bearpaw to become distracted by she-cats because this training has a lot of impact in his life.

[Z4XX0N]

Trudging into camp, Wolfspeckle fought a heavy yawn for fear he would drop the prey he was carrying; evidence that his little hunting trip had been somewhat successful. Somewhat being the key word, for the only prey the tom brought back was a rather scrawny rabbit. Though he couldn't complain, it was something for the fresh-kill pile, and someone would appreciate it. Dropping the rabbit on the pile, Wolfspeckle allowed himself to yawn blinking a few times and allowing his focus to set on the young leader of the clan, Owlstar. She was a quiet young lass, but a decent leader all the same, and Wolfspeckle didn't dare question StarClan.

Deciding to go and try and spark a decent conversation, Wolfspeckle made his way over to stand near the tabby leader, dipping his head in greeting, though it was only in sheer formality. "Well met, Owlstar," he greeted casually, allowing himself to calmly observe the she-cat. She seemed to be lost in thought, and Wolfspeckle felt a little guilty for interrupting her. But, she did look a bit worried, so that was a cause for concern, in his books. "You look a bit troubled. Is everything alright?"

[despairz]

Owlstar blinked as someone spoke to her. A staran cat, maybe? Was he dreaming? No, it was Wolfspeckle "Oh... Hello Wolfspeckle. Well me indeed." She nods, flicking her tail. As he asks if se was alright, she almos wanted to tell him everything, but she couldn't risk it. "Yes, dear. I am fine. Why don't you bring some prey to te elders with me?" She asks, padding to the fresh kill pile. Flicking her tail, she grabs a still warm mouse from the pile, heading to the elders den. There were only two elders, but they always told great stories. They were nice, too.

[Z4XX0N]

Upon Owlstar's response to him, Wolfspeckle nodded, deciding to take the leader's word. Sure, she still didn't seem too good, but he wasn't going to push it. Offering the leader a small smile, the tom nodded as Owlstar asked for him to take some prey to the elders with her. "Of course," he replied, flicking his tail as he followed the she-cat to the fresh kill pile. Wolfspeckle yawned again, waiting for Owlstar to make a selection of prey, before he followed suit, selecting a warm vole from the top of the pile. He then followed Owlstar to the elder's den, fluffy tail swishing as he popped his head inside. "Hello?" he called into the den, voice muffled by the prey in his mouth.

[archeron.]

Lilypool shook her head respectfully. "No. I only wish for you and my apprentice, Streampaw to accompany me on this trek. It is best if I do not worry the clan at the moment," the deputy replied smoothly before flicking her tail over her light colored back, her small body shaking off some dew she had recently walked past. Turning her elegant head to the right, the she-cat looked for her apprentice. Streampaw would be useful in the matter, and it would allow the deputy to spend more time with the apprentice. It was time she took her out on a patrol into the territory. Gazing back tot he Tom, the she-cat waited patiently for his reply to her own reply.

[despairz]

Owlstar smiles at her uncle, "Hello, Troutsplash." She purrs, dropping the mouse towards the elderly tom, the soft rodent still warm from last night's hunt, since it had been buried under a few other pieces of fresh-kill. "Thank you, dear." The scratchy voice echos around the den, making the she-cat cringe slightly. He was very old and didn't have very many moons left. She was told he only had about a moon left. Sighing, she sits down. "I'm so proud your leader." The old tom says, smiling. "Yes. I thought you'd say that." She was tired of the "congratulations". She never wanted to be leader after what happened to the last two leaders.

Vaporstrike nods, flicking his tail as he starts out of camp, blinking his eyes around the camp. He glances at Streampaw and flicks his ears at her, his tail tip swishing back and forth. Sunlight dappled his dark pelt, making spots shine a white-ish color. "So, where are we going, Lilypool?" He asks, his paw steps light. He didn't want to startle any prey that happened to be near. According to the way they were heading, he assumed the edge of their territory where the grass grew golden- the plains. "And are we going hunting, too?" He asks, blinking as a leaf fell to his paws.

Streampaw pads over to her mentor- the deputy. Not every cat was so lucky they got the clan's second in command as their trainer. She often thought some apprentices were jealous, though she didn't want them to be. She couldn't wait to become a warrior! She would have her own apprentice, and maybe she would even find that special tom. Maybe not, but still. She got to lead patrols and go and hunt on her own! How great it would be to be more independent. Smiling in her own thoughts, she suddenly looks at her mentor, seeing that her and varpostrike were already ahead.The young she-cat gasps and races to her mentor, quickly slowing to a walk like she had never had to catch up.

[ send me prophecy ideas! ]

[Z4XX0N]

As the tom entered the elder's den, Wolfspeckle looked around, ears twitching as he listened to Troutsplash and Owlstar conversing. It was the same old conversation, but Wolfspeckle didn't blame the old tom; he was getting old, and his memory was probably going, too. Glancing at the other elder, Wolfspeckle smiled awkwardly, dropping the vole in front of the black blob, which was curled up in a ball. "Dad, wake up," he murmured, gentling prodding the black elder with his paw. The old tom groaned, raising his head, yawning and peering up at Wolfspeckle. "Badgerclaw, I brought you something to eat."

"Ah! You're a good lad, 'en't you?" Badgerclaw purred, sitting up and looking at his son. Wolfspeckle laughed uncomfortably, shaking his head as the black elder started to eat. Wolfspeckle glanced over at the younger leader, flicking his tail before he looked back to his father. "Ah Owlstar, you're in the presence of one of best warriors in your clan! My Wolfspeckle is a formidable young lad." Wolfspeckle groaned, shaking his head and glaring at the older tom, earning a smug grin in return.

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[@deefizzy: did you get my pm? It was a couple days ago, and since you never replied I dunno if you got it ^^

Also, I'm gonna make an elder soon too!
Oh and Ill post when Froas replies (: ]