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[Blargh-Pc]

LIONFOOT

Gender: Tom

Appearance/Personality: Lionfoot isn't what you would call a "broad" kitty. He's rather lame and thinly muscled with the exception of thick shoulders. Cowardly and submissive, he can't do well against large opponents and generally backs down to any challenger. Unless, of course, the enemy is weak, Lionfoot will show no bravery whatsoever. His yellow sand-shaded eyes reveal most of his emotion, either when he's frightened or fearful, and his heavy orange coat is only red with his own blood. Too terrified to claw others, he is the easy target.

In Depth Personality: Yes, Lionfoot shows cowardice half the time, however, the other half revolves around she-cats. Ironic as it is, the weakling has the urge to flirt with female cats, catch them specific prey, practically become one's slave. His eager dynamic to please can get him in lots of trouble and generally, Lionfoot tends to dig his own grave. Some may find it childish, others may manipulate and take his generosity a bit far, causing him to get injured or self-wounded. His "ready to help" ego also falls into the same category. The tom has a tendency to ask and help those who need it quite often, and ends up brewing more of a mess.

History: Lionfoot is clan-born, however, both his parents found the soft, lazy life of a kitty-pet more suitable. With the constant flow of food and rare danger, they couldn't resist. Lionfoot is now alone in Sunclan, with no kin or siblings to assist him. His only brother, known as "Dustcloud" followed his parents into the house of a twoleg. Other than that, his history is unimportant to him. No life changing events or exciting precautions have dared to enter his time-line.

Pros and Cons: Lionfoot has rather dull claws. They're sharp, but are considered small and unable to penetrate flesh with deep wounds. With his teeth long, the orange tom refuses to use his jaws. He will only take the life of small prey, such as mice or birds. Hunting isn't his forte but he can manage and bring down as much as the next cat.

Rank: Warrior
Crush: Most she-cats.
Mate: None, but would happily accept one.
Kits: None, but would happily raise some.

[xayah]

{ I apologize for not posting sooner! I'm currently on a mobile and I haven't had time to make up a post. For anyone interacting with my cats feel free to push them around a little ^^ I'll catch up when I can and hopefully be able to post soon~

[benexo]

[ here's the discussion thread! viewtopic.php?f=85&t=2144904#p66420085 ]

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▷ thirty-five moons . leader . tagged ; ravenfeather, northblaze, dapplefur, bearheart, smallmouse, larkpaw, heatherflare, rosepaw, patchpaw, swanfeather


-----the small she-cat purred at ravenfeather's excitement, glad that he was up for the task. she then turned to smallmouse, nodding as she spoke. when the warrior made the last comment about combining the two groups, she meowed in agreement. "great idea, smallmouse. and yes, please take larkpaw hunting with you this morning." mistystar mentally made a note to take him training later that day, but she needed some time that morning to decide on a deputy and keep order in the camp, in case anything came up.

-----mistystar sweeped her eyes around the hollow, gazing at every cat present. she quickly organized her thoughts and then spoke. "so the first hunting patrol will be smallmouse, dapplefur, larkpaw, northblaze, ravenfeather, rosepaw, and patchpaw." mistystar acknowledged each of the cats she named with a tilt of her head. "the second hunting patrol shall be led by bearheart, and will take south side of the woods. heatherflare, you can go with him, and find swanfeather to go along too. if you can, do a quick border check along the way." the leader hoped she arranged it well enough for her clanmates.

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▷ ten moons . apprentice . tagged ; stormfrost



-----"i can take the rest of it," ashpaw meowed, not hesitating to help out. after all, fawnpaw had patched up his paw, which was already starting to feel much better. he gathered up all of the plants, including the extra ones fawnpaw had given him, and followed behind the younger apprentice back to the medicine cat den. as the brown tom entered cloverfoot's den to wake him up, ashpaw dropped his batch on top of the now large pile of yarrow. the sharp smell and taste of it remained in his mouth, so ashpaw meowed a quick goodbye to fawnpaw before exiting camp once more to find a puddle of fresh-water to lap.

-----the coolness of new-leaf caused the tabby tom's fur to bristle slightly, but sunlight was starting to shine from above the treetops with whispers of a brighter season ahead. bare-leaf was one of ashpaw's least favorite seasons, and the cold was especially tough this time around. some prey were still nestled away in their burrows, but many of the forest's creatures had begun to come outside. ashpaw found a source of fresh water and relished in the feeling of liquid cleansing his mouth from the rancid herbs. after satisfying himself, the tom sat back on his haunches for a second before trotting back to camp. he felt that his duties called, and he hoped he could still be useful, even with his scratched paw pad. ashpaw poked his head into the warriors' hollow, hoping to find his mentor stormfrost.

[susurri]

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⇢ location camp ⇢ doing talking ⇢ rank warrior ⇢ age 35 moons ⇢ crush -- ⇢ tags mistystar • bearheart

Heatherflare heard her leader speak her name and understood that she would be on a patrol with Bearheart and Swanfeather, nodding her understanding. Yes, Mistystar. Heatherflare bounded off to the warriors den and peeked inside to an almost empty area, but a sleeping Swanfeather still heavily drowsing, her white flanks rising and falling. Swanfeather, you're up for hunting patrol with Bearheart and I. Heatherflare turned and elevated her tail in signal that she had given the message to Swanfeather. She's sleeping, but I believe I was loud enough, she said, drawing closer to her group of cats. Heatherflare parted her jaws in a large yawn, and almost just after her stomach growled, reminding her of her hunger. Allowing a pink tongue to rasp around her muzzle, she said, I hope she hurries, over else I'll have to make fresh-kill out of moss!

[[ who's open for fawnpaw?

[MulataMermaid]

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↪ s h e-c a t : 2 5 m o o n s : r o u g e
t a g s: open

Ellie had crossed the border swiftly, and now started to dig into her mouse. The first bite was wonderful, delight coursed through her body as she licked her whiskers and glanced around her. She was surrounded by grass here, if someone tried to sneak up on her she would be able to hear them before they could pinpoint her location. Ellie took another bite, savoring the flavors of the forest. She then took another bite, leaving the tail of the mouse on the ground. She had never been fond of mouse tails. Ellie twitched her whiskers, and narrowed her eyes. The sun was just starting to come up, and Ellie was beginning to wonder more and more about Morgana's plan. Ellie did like the idea of tearing the clan apart, leaving all of that territory free for the taking. Maybe the rouges could ban together and form a group of their own, enforcing their own rules in this part of the forest. The silver she-cat purred, and rose to her paws. She started heading towards the stream, maybe she could practice some fishing.

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↪ s h e-c a t : 9 m o o n s : a p p r e n t i c e
t a g s: patchpaw

Rosepaw rubbed sleep from her eyes by licking her paws and wiping her face, but for some reason she was still tired. The thorn she had found in her bedding last night probably didn't help her. The she-cat rolled over, but had forgotten that Patchpaw was right next to her. She rolled onto Patchpaw, but tried to correct herself too late. "Oh! Patchpaw, I'm so sorry, I didn't see you there!" She said. How rude of Rosepaw! She knew that she wouldn't want to be woken up by another cat squishing her, and she had just done it to Patchpaw! She would have to make if up to her some way. Rosepaw never liked being rude to others, especially her friends. Rosepaw did have a feeling that the two of them should get up, anyway. "Patchpaw, it's early morning. Do you think we should start heading out?" She asked sweetly, hoping that Patchpaw would forgive her for rolling on top of her.

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↪ t o m : 3 0 m o o n s : w a r r i o r
t a g s: ravenfeather, mistystar, smallmouse, bearheart

Thinking for a minute, Northblaze decided that he was fine with whatever Ravenfeather wanted to start with. He knew his apprentice wouldn't mind any particular thing. "Hunting sounds great, actually," He said to Ravenfeather. At Smallmouse's invitation, Northblaze perked his ears. That could be interesting. An assessment within a patrol. "Hmmm... What do you think, Ravenfeather? Shall we join them?" He asked, wanting it to be a mutual agreement and not just Northblaze deciding that's what he wanted. They had to make sure that not too many cats joined that one patrol, though, and that there were enough to guard the camp and fulfill the patrols that needed to happen on the border. He looked at Mistystar for another opinion, but the she-cat seemed to be occupied with getting patrols situated. Where is Patchpaw, anyways? Northblaze thought to himself. He didn't see Rosepaw around anywhere, either. If the two apprentice's had overslept, Northblaze would be somewhat dissapointed. They should be out with the others, using their able-bodiedness to help out the clan.

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mood anxious.
location camp.
doing talking.
tags mistystar northblaze rosepaw
patchpaw smallmouse.
rank warrior.
clan blazeclan.
relationship none.

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The tom nodded in agreement as Northblaze spoke, long tail flicking about with impatience. But the tom eventually made it lay still so he could hear Smallmouse's offer that they joined them on the patrol. "It could be interesting but... Well... I think it might be best if we do it alon-" Ravenfeather explained, falling silent as the leader announced that they would join them on the hunting patrol. "I.. um... but, Mistystar? Well, seeing as there is a lot of us, Northblaze, Rosepaw, Patchpaw and I could split up from the others." He suggested, grooming his pelt until it gleamed like the dark of night. "That still leaves the apprentices space to hunt without distraction and three to hunt elsewhere?" The tom shrugged his broad shoulders, turning back to Smallmouse. "Maybe you can head to the East and we can head to the West? It's just a suggestion." The warrior's still tail twitched frequently, adrenaline coursing through his veins. The sooner they left the better. With that decided, the sleek furred warrior turned to Northblaze, shooting him a warm smile. "How does it sound?" He asked the large warrior, before turning back to the leader. Listening for Mistystar, Northblaze or Smallmouse to reply.

[reichenbach falls]

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→she-cat →26 moons →tags;; mistystar and patrol

Dapplefur nodded. So her patrol members would be Smallmouse, Northblaze, and Ravenfeather, plus their apprentices, Larkpaw, Patchpaw, and Rosepaw. But her heart drooped a little when she heard the Bearheart's patrol was to do a little border patrol action. She didn't say anything though, because she was a warrior now. Not some silly apprentice. Dapplefur could still watch for dangers on the patrol while hunting. Shaking her thoughts from her head, she looked over at Smallmouse, waiting for the signal too leave.

[oh_deer!]

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||tom||apprentice||six moons||tags;; patrol members, mistystar

Larkpaw opened his mouth to protest but he stopped himself. he'd wanted to hunt, hadn't he? the tom thought about the brightest side of it. he could catch a mouse, bring it back to camp, show it to his mentor, and see if she noticed it was still alive. perfect! Larkpaw chuckled to himself, then quickly shut up. he didn't want those pretty she-cats thinking he was strange. the tabby cat flicked his tail, ready to leave. he watched a few of his patrol members speaking. his impish amber eyes were drawn to Ravenfeather as the tom spoke of splitting up. it sounded like a good idea, so he returned his attention to Mistystar.

[eiznek]

sorry for such a short reply, i'm really busy.

→ smallmouse
→ 21 moons
→ she-cat

→ crush; no one
→ mate; no one

→ gentle, understanding
→ rank; warrior

→ mood; laid back
→ where; camp
→ with; her patrol

→ tagged; most of the clan

her eyes darted back and forth as the circle of cats discussed patrols, and before she knew it they were waiting upon her answer. "thats fine with me," she assured ravenfeather and northblaze. "alright, everyone on my patrol, lets head out." she did a last quick glance over her clan, then started bounding to the north end of the woods where they would be hunting.

[reichenbach falls]

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→she-cat →26 moons →tags;; smallmouse, patrol

Dapplefur followed Smallmouse out of the camp and into the woods. She looked around the forest, spotting many birds and prey out and about. They should catch lots of food for the rest of the Clan to eat. Catching up to Smallmouse and walking beside her, Dapplefur opened her maw to sniff the air. "Beautiful day to catch some prey," she commented, closing her eyes to let the breeze ruffle her fur and whiskers.