вяαмвℓє¢ℓαи v2 - Accepting (Clean Slate, Strangers Welcome!)

[Ohdeerieme]

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name;; Mothwing
gender;; tom
age;; 28 moons
rank;; med cat
tags;; open

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In the meddie cat den, open for interaction

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name;; Embertuft
gender;; tom
age;; 30 moons
rank;; warrior
tags;; open

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in camp, open for interaction

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name;; Fawnpaw
gender;; she-cat
age;; 8 moons
rank;; apprentice
tags;; Scarletpaw

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Fawnpaw had been up as long as rest of the clan, if not longer. The sun was high in the sky, and it was finally starting to warm up. Most of her morning had been spend lying around or attempting to find something to do. Her efforts had been unless, as she still was completely bored out of her mind. Her mentor had gone out on patrol, and most of the other apprentices were busy. Finally giving up, Fawnpaw flopped down on her stomach with a sigh. After laying there, basking in the sun for a bit, she spotted one of her fellow apprentices. The she-cat smirked, watching as the sill drowsy Scarletpaw made her way to the shade of the tree. Fawnpaw rose to her feet, starting to slowly creep up on the other molly. Positioning herself, Fawnpaw leapt onto the unsuspecting Scarletpaw.

Sorry for the short post!!

[~animallover~]

|She-Cat| 8 Moons| Apprentice| Mentor: LeopardClaw| Crush: None| Tags: FawnPaw| Location: With FawnPaw|
ScarletPaw yawned and closed her eyes, ready to just fall asleep again right there. Her day dreams of a quick cat-nap were rudely interrupted when a cat leaped on top of her, making ScarletPaw jump. She whipped around, fur bristled and calmed down when she realized it was only FawnPaw. She rolled her eyes and batted the fellow apprentice in the nose, not in the mood to play too much but still enjoying the company. Hey. She said, I see you woke up early. She continued as she looked the cat up and down, it was easy to tell that she had enough energy to last the whole week. The She-Cat smirked at the thought of FawnPaw pouncing off the den walls. She sat back down, claws extended if she wanted to play fight, and waited for an answer.

[Fairy Tail<3]

Icepaw
♛ Apprentice ♛ Tom ♛ Crush:: To Be Developed ♛
♛ Mentor:: Sparrowtail ♛ Tags:: Morningpaw, Cinderpaw, Silverwing, Sparrowtail ♛

Blinking his eyes slowly before he noticed that his mentor and the others were leaving camp, the grey and white spotted tabby pivoted from where he was standing in order to follow after. It was only a matter of moments before he was on his mentor's heels, making sure to stay close to her with ears perked and claws ready just in case they came upon anything within the territory that was unwelcome. His green eyes glinted in the warm sunlight, pale in color yet intense with focus and determination. Being the usual silent type, he didn't say much but it seemed that he would be spending some quality time with Morningpaw and Cinderpaw for a little while, so there was no point in pulling a Swiftpaw and putting a claw to their throat with any sort of small talk.

Turning his gaze toward the pale brown she-cat that was almost exactly his size, even though he was younger than her, but it was to his advantage that he had long hair which made him appear larger. Taking a deep breath in, the long-haired tom thought of some way to break the silence between the three apprentice, he decided a contest was in order. "Just for forwarn both of you, I am totally going to make you both look bad today! To prove it, I will be the first to the top of one of the trees." His tail quivered in a combination of nervousness and excitement as thoughts of beating two of his denmates at climbing made his claws itch to get the climbing started, while reminders of over-carelessness from Swiftpaw's accident reminded him that if he took it too quickly he would end up in the same boat that Swiftpaw was in.

Crowpaw
♛ Apprentice ♛ Tom ♛ Crush:: Not currently ♛
♛ Mentor:: Lightwing ♛ Tags:: Lightwing ♛

Black pelt taking in every bit of light that was place upon it, Crowpaw stretched out his long back legs directly behind him and continued to chow down on the rat that lay down at his paws. The gentle sound of pawsteps was hardly audible that he nearly jumped when his mentor began speaking, though it was something he was growing used to now that he had been with Lightwing for a couple moons now. Turning his lazy yellow gaze that betrayed the intensity of the yellow that created his irises, Crowpaw looked up upon his mentor in exhaustion and hunger, having exerted himself and his focus during that assessment within only an hour or so. It wasn't even sunhigh, still only mid-morning and he had already brought in nearly 4 pieces of freshkill. He perked his ears and nodded in understanding as the fluffy white she-cat gave him feedback, being sure to cover everything as always. Now that he had heard this a few time and had worked on some of his faults, though a lot of it was still a work in progress as he didn't have the motivation to work on it outside of training like some of the other apprentices did.

He dipped his head respectfully and gave a lopsided grin as he chewed his food slowly before swallowing down a large bite of the plump rat, small spots of blood wetting his deep black fur. "Wait, wait, wait. With Splashpaw? She is a ball full of energy, there is now way I could keep up with her. Just listening to her talk gets me tired sometimes because I actually have to focus so that I can keep up with what she is talking about! You are really going to pair me with her to train with? Why?!" Disgruntled with his mentor's choice, though he knew she would probably have an explanation, he still didn't want to have to put that much effort into keeping up with such a fast paced she-cat, such as Splashpaw. "Can't I just practice with Stormpaw?" Of course, this would be the easier option, as he could definitely slack in the training with Stormpaw beings that his denmate wasn't proficient at battle techniques.

Swiftpaw
♛ Apprentice ♛ Tom ♛ Crush:: ...I get this strange feeling around Firepaw... ♛
♛ Mentor:: Greyclaw ♛ Tags:: Greyclaw ♛

With more effort than he expected, the black-and-white tom kept his legs moving at a pace that would keep up with the large grey deputy. It was noticeably slower than their usual pace during any sort of outing, whether it be border patrol, hunting patrol, to stretch their legs, or head to a location to train. Due to already feeling the pull at each and every one of his muscles he was using, and the stiffness he was already able to notice, the young tom decided it was best to keep his muzzle shut and agree that this pace was best for himself. It was clear that in the mere moon that had passed, his muscles were out of balance and not at their usual strength with having to lay around camp. Breathing became more difficult as they went on, but he kept his mouth shut and let the puffs of air out his nostrils to make it seem as if he wasn't struggling, though it was clear in his eyes that he was pushing himself. Not far out of camp did he hear his mentor's words break the silence, which perked his ears forwards with interest before pulling them back in dismay. Blood rushed through his pelt and his heart beat more rapidly than the heightened pace it was already at due to the mere mention of the she-cat's name. It was a feeling that was foreign to him and almost angered him that he was unable to identify the emotion or feeling that was coursing through his veins.

Heat rushed to his ears that was hotter than the blistering sun in the middle of Green-leaf, and a suffocating heat grew across the black and white face of the apprentice. Thoughts of spending time with the she-cat blocked out his focus on the forest around him, like a refreshing drink of cold water out of the stream that flowed through camp. Crisp and clean, cold and refreshing, yet his entire pelt was on fire. Shaking his head to clear his thoughts after what felt like forever, Swiftpaw focused his gaze onto the forest floor below his paws as they padded along, trying to calm his nerves enough to speak. "Uhh..." His voice was choked, which disgruntled the tom whom quickly cleared his throat in hopes to correct it. "I wanted to be of some use, and beings that I am one of the best fighters out of the apprentices, I thought it may be best to help one of the worse fighters in the apprentice den in hopes to improve her overall skill. I wouldn't want a warrior in the clan who couldn't even protect the clan against a rat." Though only barely true, it was the best he could come up with to make it seem like he hadn't grown an extreme soft spot for the she-cat over the moon.

Cedarshade
♛ Warrior ♛ She-cat ♛ Crush:: Not currently ♛
♛ Apprentice:: Firepaw ♛ Tags:: Firepaw ♛

As she let her mind clear, she assessed her apprentice with shining eyes, pride nearly oozing off of the multi-colored molly. It had been a few moons since they had actually practice battle techniques, and it was much to Cedarshade's regret that she let that happen, as there was much potential in the hard-working apprentice that she had trained for nearly 5 moons now. She knew well that she was blessed with Firepaw as an apprentice, as she was hard working and caught on quickly when she was taught anything new. It almost pained her that she was so difficult in motivating herself or getting into a mindset where she was comfortable battle training the fiery she-cat, as she deserved better than a soft mentor. Shaking her head as if a bug flew in her ear, she drew a paw over her eyes before blinking them open and watching her apprentice once more.

Replacing the sad look in her eyes with determination, she lifted herself to her paws and headed to her apprentice on strong paws, her sleek pelt rippling over the muscles she had build while hunting. She was definitely built muscularly due to hunting and hunting only, which was beneficial to the clan but also a burden when it came to defending the clan against invaders. Once within a few fox lengths of her apprentice, she waved her tail to let her know that she could be done with the practice. "I would love to put that to action soon, but I do not want to burden you with too much. I would like you to have that well mastered before we put it to the test so you nor another get hurt in the process. That being said, what would you like to do next? Would you like to continue battle training or take a break?" No matter Firepaw's decision, she would push herself to do whatever Firepaw wanted within reason, so that they would get her battle training up to snuff before her assessment in nearly a moon.

Stormpaw
♛ Apprentice ♛ Tom ♛ Crush:: Splashpaw ♛
♛ Mentor:: Aspenfall ♛ Tags:: Splashpaw, Ashstripe, Aspenfall ♛

--Awaiting Ashstripe--[/quote]

[Only_Sky]

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→→tags ♦ patrol
→→status ♦ no romantic interests
→→dark mottled brown and white
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- Sorry for being inactive, throw mossballs at me! -
As the patrol set off toward the Forbidden lands, Sparrowtail listened in on her apprentice, a soft feeling growing in her chest, Good, Icepaw, try and make conversation. Though it only lasted for a few moments before her attention transferred to Silverwing, who had inquired about the lesson. " Perhaps we should let the apprentices practice first. They can have a competition to see who can reach the top first. " Her cool gaze traveled over to Icepaw, expectancy surfacing in them. " But I think this lesson should be focused on strength; chasing prey up trees isn't the only thing one can do, we can see how well the apprentices stand holding onto the trees. Though it's unlikely that we'll ever need to, hiding in the trees can be very useful, as it's hard to scent things up high, and not many intruders would expect an attack from above. " Looking over at Silverwing once more, Sparrowtail gave her a questioning look, as if to ask if she were fine with it.

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→→tags ♦ patrol
→→status ♦ small crush on icepaw
→→bi-colour seal point she-cat
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The walk to the Forbidden lands was relatively quiet, and Morningpaw began to daydream, that is until Icepaw's sudden outburst. Watching the tom for a few moments, she gave a small smile, eyes glittering with amusement. " I wouldn't be too sure, Icepaw, I bet Cinderpaw and I could easily climb to the top before you. Right, Cinderpaw? " She mewed to the black she-cat, gently nudging her with her shoulder. Your fur might get caught on twigs or you might even be slow, you probably weigh mor ethan us, right? " Morningpaw suggested, in attempt to try put him off, a streak of competitiveness rousing.

[~animallover~]

|She-Cat| 29 Moons| Rogue/Loner| Crush: None| Tags: Open| Location: Nearing the BrambleClan
MeadowLark had finished the small mouse quickly and was licking herself clean of access blood. She sighed once she was finished and sniffed around, still hungry. The small mouse had not done anything in taming her rumbling stomach and she was forced yet again to continue on. She walked around the forbidden lands before catching a scent of a grouse. She hadn't had a wild bird such as a grouse in a few moons, and licked her muzzle hungrily. She walked toward the scent quickly, unknowingly getting closer and closer to BrambleClan each paw step she took.

[galaxy cat.]

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Warrior
Crush: "Why do I feel such an attraction to Oakfall?"
She-cat
Tagged: Open
Location: Stream (in camp)

Vixenleap awoke in the cool darkness of the warrior's den, the soft trickle of the stream outside soothing the small bout of internal anger at being awakened not on your own accord. The simplest things could wake a sleeping Vixenleap, and this time it appeared to be the caw of a briefly visiting crow outside. The she-cat rose with grace, stretching her supple body, her plume-like tail raised like a banner. With a yawn, Vixenleap strolled out of the den, blinking at the sunlight. StarClan, it's noon already!? She thought. The russet she-cat sighed, and walked over to the stream in camp to have a drink of water, and maybe even catch some minnows if there were any around.

[batheir]

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●tags;; morningpaw, icepaw, silverwing ●location;; near app. den ●age;; 10 moons ●rank;; apprentice ●crush;; none ●mood;; ?

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As they headed out, Cinderpaw silently followed, quiet now as she thought of the lesson to come. Out of all things her mentor had to choose tree-climbing? The one thing she was terrified of? And to boot, in front of two apprentices that she wanted to become friends with. Her tail twitched a little. But what was done was done, it couldn't be helped. The only thing Cinderpaw could do now was try her hardest and hope that she wouldn't fall and break her spine, or worse, embarrass herself. She followed everybody, staying in line using their scents and the noises they made. Her mind reeled with plans and coping ways to help get her through the lesson.

Cinderpaw was pulled out of her thoughts by Morningpaw's nudge. Probing her mind for a second or two to figure out Morningpaw was talking about, she realized it was concerning Icepaw's previous taunt. A toothy grin formed against her maw. "Yeah, for sure, Morningpaw. I'll bet you can beat him!" While I'll still be figuring out how to get to the first branch.

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[Len.]

Lightwing

She cat; Warrior;; With Crowpaw;;

Lightwing's tail flicked impatiently as she waited for her apprentice to finish his rant. She kept her eyes on him as he mentioned actually having to focus, as if she was forcing him to walk through a bramble bush. Oh, that's fine, she mewed evenly. I guess you don't want to have to focus if we're invaded by rogues? Or perhaps, you don't want to have the skills necessary to pass your warrior assessment? That's fine with me, you can stay an apprentice as long as you like, and keep cleaning out the nursery and the elders' den if you aren't going to be fighting. Lightwing stood up and stretched her forepaws and back, yawning. I'm going to go take a nap, she said as she shook out her fluffy head. When you're done eating, you can go ahead and change the moss in the nursery. I'm sure Daisyclaw would appreciate that. When you've finished that, I think I'd like you to offer to help Mothwing with something. Poor cat, no apprentice to help him sort and gather his herbs or anything. Lightwing began to pad away, and realized as she did so that the moment she was gone he'd probably just return to sunning himself and nothing would get done. She called back over her shoulder, without looking, and if I hear you've been lounging around all day, you'll be on double moss duty for a moon! She smirked to herself, then frowned. Perhaps that was a bit harsh? No, that was the only thing he responded to; explaining something gently just didn't work with him, it made him think she was weak and that he could take advantage of that to get out of doing chores and training. He had to learn that battle training, while requiring effort, was important, and that this may be the best way to give him what he needed. Perhaps the extra chores would help him realize that.
She shook her head, and the movement extended to her whole body. She shook out her pelt, from her ears to her tail tip, and when she had finished her fluff had puffed out so she looked like an oversized snowball. She blinked her eyes back open as she continued to head toward the warriors' den. She'd had every intention of going to rest for a bit, but upon opening her eyes again found herself looking at the white lump near the stream. Blizzardstep. She was weary, and longed for her nest, but thought she couldn't just pretend like nothing had happened today. She had to address their earlier conversation sometime, maybe now was as good as ever. Her paws itched and her ears grew hot as she neared; she couldn't do this, what would she say? She couldn't turn back now though, she'd committed, and she doubted her legs would obey a command to retreat. Blizzardstep? She whispered softly as she neared. He seemed to be asleep, and she didn't want to wake him. When he didn't respond, she caught herself staring at the way his side rose and fell with every deep, relaxed breath. She sat down next to him, she enjoyed being here, near him, without having to strain for a conversation, just able to be herself; her shy, quiet self. She crouched down, her neck tiring from holding her head up, she placed her nose on her paws and wrapped her tail over it. She'd just wait here until he woke up, then they could talk. Her eyelids drooped as the babbling of the water and the rustling of the leaves lured her into a sleep so peaceful and secure she couldn't resist.

[galaxy cat.]

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Warrior
Crush: "I really wish Hollyfrost would notice me in
a more than friends way..."
Tom
Tagged: Hollyfrost
Location: Near the warriors den
Mood: Nervous

Onescar had been hunting for most of the day, much to his pleasure, but it was about time he came back to camp. Like all cats in the forest, he had to keep track of how much to hunt, so he could let nature replenish itself. The dark tom trotted into the camp, his tail behind him. Despite having only three legs and one eyes, the cat was surprisingly coordinated, and walked with a certain elegance. Spotting Hollyfrost beside the warrior's den, he sauntered over, with a smile. He looked completely confident, even though on the inside he was buzzing with nervousness. "Hey Hollyfrost," he said simply, sitting next to the black she-cat, but making sure it wasn't uncomfortable at all. His long, silky tail curled neatly around his paws after he went through a long, luxurious stretch.

[Fairy Tail<3]

Icepaw
♛ Apprentice ♛ Tom ♛ Crush:: To Be Developed ♛
♛ Mentor:: Sparrowtail ♛ Tags:: Morningpaw, Cinderpaw, Silverwing, Sparrowtail ♛

Blinking in shock at Morningpaw's confidence and Cinderpaw's support in the fact that Morningpaw would beat him, Icepaw snorted and shook his head in denial. Internally he considered it a possibility despite how confident he was in his own skills, though he was curious as to why Cinderpaw didn't try and act as if she were better than them, joining in some of the fun. Forgetting for a split second that the she-cat was blind, he scorned himself momentarily before glancing at the sightless black she-cat. "Well, I suppose we will have to go slow for Cinderpaw to keep up though." Huffing, he turned his cold gaze forward and followed after his mentor and the other warrior on quick paws. Sadly, sympathy was something he had never learned over his moons of life due to his rough start which made him quiet hostile to just about everyone. He knows nothing of trust, kindness, or empathy even, which makes him quite difficult to be around. "You can only hope that me being larger than you and having long fur will slow me down, or you will have no chance at winning." His voice was gruff and flat as he responded, not remotely impressed by her reasons behind being able to beat him. They would just have to figure out with trial an error it seemed.

Icepaw is much like his name, with a cold personality and eyes that would shoot daggers if they could. As a kit, he was ignored and pushed away, punished for being born to a traitor and a loner whom each never loved him. He was rejected by his own mother for being too small, and now that he was grown in size and strength, he has become more arrogant and troublesome. Despite hating being around everyone in the clan, he enjoyed everything about Sparrowtail and how she acted. As she spoke about techniques and theories, he listened intently to her words despite the fact that she wasn't speaking to him. It wasn't long before the trees began to shift into pine and the floor became littered with pine needles and moss, while ferns were more sparse. They were nearing the Forbidden lands and he could scent the burnt forest on the air even at the distance they were from the charred remnants of the forest outside the borders. Glancing at the two other apprentices, he wrinkled his nose in distaste at having to join them and spend time with them, yet he was willing only for the training.

Blizzardstep
♛ Warrior ♛ Tom ♛ Crush:: Lightwing ♛
♛ Apprentice:: Not Assigned ♛ Tags:: Lightwing ♛

Having drifted to sleep where he was crouched next to the stream, Blizzardstep rested motionlessly while the gurgling of the water relaxed his subconscious. The large ragdoll woke with a start at the edge of the nursery, watching the clan bustle about. The apprentices that were cleaning out the dens looked unfamiliar, and many of the cats around camp looked like the current apprentices but slightly older versions of them. The leader even looked strange, a dark grey form disappearing into the Medicine Den following after the current medicine cat. His sisters kits were almost the size of apprentices, tumbling around camp and causing all sorts of havoc. Nothing was right, it was like he was 4 moons past and watched as Swiftpaw exited camp on all fours followed by a group of three warriors and an apprentice, seeming to form a patrol with him at the lead.

Closing his eyes for a few moments before opening them again to see if anything returned to normal, Blizzardstep was shocked to see nothing had changed and everyone was still older and things were so much different. The clan looked the same, the faces looked almost the same, but everything was shifted forward a few moons. Looking around he located himself outside the nursery, and decided to peer inside out of curiosity. Leaping backwards in shock, the fluffy white tom stood staring into the entrance in disbelief, fur standing on end as he tried to understand what he had just witnessed. Nearly a minute passed before he was able to move, shuffling his paws inch by inch until he could peer into the nursery once again. A heavy white form with long fur and a long flowing tail lay with its back toward him, curled in a decent sized down nest.

It was easy for the tom to identify the she-cat of his dreams, Lightwing, laying in the nest with her head on her paws, tail curled around herself. In disbelief, he moved forward to be sure that her belly was really heavy with kits, and began coughing as he choked upon the sudden inhale when he realized it was real.Peering over her back, he spotted two white bundles with dark faces and a solid white bundle identical to its mother. He couldn't speak as he tried to figure out what was going on, and just as he processed it, she turned her head and smiled kindly at him. "Hello, my love." The gentle words floated to his ears before he backed up and snagged on a branch, falling to the side and huffing as he hit the ground.

Wrenching out of his sleep, Blizzardstep blinked his blue eyes to see the world around him clearly and realized he was back where he was originally and that what he had witnessed was a dream. Sighing in a mixture of disappointment and relief, the ragdoll tom realized he had woken from having toppled to the side because he had been crouched when he fell asleep. Shifting around till he could get his paws underneath him, he noticed the smaller white form motionless next to him. A soft smile crossed his face as he eyed her side and realized she was sleeping soundly before tearing away his gaze and moving closer to the stream in order to take a drink and clear his mind. Not wanting to wake her, he laid down and hung his front paws over the small edge and let the water dampen his paws with its cold, liquid fingers.

Hollyfrost
♛ Warrior ♛ She-cat ♛ Crush:: Not currently ♛
♛ Apprentice:: Willowpaw ♛ Tags:: Onescar ♛

With a mouth full of thrush, she upturned her gaze while slowly chewing her food as a unique set of pawsteps headed in her direction. They were familiar and she quickly placed them to Onescar, noting that he had been out hunting all morning and it was nearing sunhigh. No content that the morning was ebbing and she was fully awake, she swallowed the mouthful of a few day old thrush, still delicious to her once empty stomach. Blinking her icy blue gaze, she met the gaze of the three-legged tom with an intense gaze that was laced with curiosity and delight to have company now that she was out of her cranky stage. "Well, hello darling! How did hunting go?" Hollyfrost was quite the kind and cheerful cat once she wasn't tired anymore and the morning lull had passed. Having been able to take the morning to bask in the sunlight while the chilly night air lifted its grasp off of the forest, Hollyfrost was plenty happy and ready to take on the day.

Of course, she took the liberty of waking up Willowpaw before she began sunbathing as usual, which meant her apprentice had an early morning awakening from a grumpy mentor. During that time between waking Willowpaw and now, she had taken great interest in clearing her fur which left her pelt spotless and glinting in a certain angle as the sun bore down on its raven black surface. Hollyfrost's legs stretched out behind her and she had her front paws draped over the thrush that lay before her as her late morning meal, which was nearly picked clean from hunger. Forgetting momentarily that she had been eating, she licked her lips absent-mindedly as she observed the sleek black tom. It wasn't out of the norm that the tom spoke to her. Actually, it was more often than not that he took some sort of time out of his day to speak to her, though she didn't think much of it. It wasn't often that he spoke to her before sunhigh and maybe that was because of her grouchiness, though when she wasn't sunbathing in the mornings she was in the nursery cheering herself up with the kits. In all honesty, she couldn't get over how graceful the tom was on his three legs. More graceful than Oakfall while hunting without a doubt, which was something she admired.

Snaketooth
♛ Warrior ♛ Tom ♛ Crush:: Viperheart ♛
♛ Apprentice:: Morningpaw ♛ Tags:: Viperheart ♛

Snorting, Snaketooth waved his tail dismissively and padded out into the taller, softer grass as it brushed up past his paws. It wasn't often that grass grew this long before it was eaten or trampled, so it was a unique feeling to have the grass constantly brushing against his legs, instead of the occasional tuft of grass the grew against a tree longer than most. Eyeing a white flower, he dropped to the very familiar and natural Hunter's Crouch and slunk forward, allowing the tall grass to engulf his body up to his sides. Though he was very obvious due to his auburn tabby pelt in the bright green grass, he wasn't worried about blending in as he moved right up to the motionless plant as it soaked in the sun's growing rays and took a long breath in of the sweet scent it perfumed the air with. Tentatively, he leaned forward and plucked the flower before he looked back and trained his eyes to fall upon the black pelt of Viperheart as she lingered at the edge of the clearing. Grinning, he waved his tail before heading straight for the pond and taking his usual spot where the grass reached out to the water before turning into small pebbles and damp dirt.

Stormpaw
♛ Apprentice ♛ Tom ♛ Crush:: Splashpaw ♛
♛ Mentor:: Aspenfall ♛ Tags:: Splashpaw & Aspenfall♛

As they exited camp, he followed after the fiery pelt that lit up like a fire was coming to life with every touch of light that managed to fall upon her fur. Entranced by the way her pelt as it flickered like the tongues of a fire as it lapped at the air, Stormpaw caught his paw on a root and fell face first into the ground. Coughing and spitting out dirt and bits of grass out of his mouth, the stormy grey tabby scrambled to his paws and rearranged himself in an attempt to cover up his mistake. Shaking his head to clear his mind, he avoided looking at the she-cat's disappearing form, making sure to watch his step as he quickly caught up to her so that he was only a tail length away. Happy that she broke the silence so that he could forget that he could have totally made a fool of himself just a few moments ago, Stormpaw perked his ears with interest as she asked him a question about battle training, explaining her favorite side of the battle. Clearing his throat, he looked to the trees above before remembering his fall and quickly looking to his paws to be sure that he didn't snag his paws on anything else and make a bigger fool of himself. "I... Uh... I would say defensive... It takes patience and control to not act irrationally and use an offensive attack to your advantage." His voice grew more quiet as he continued till he fell silent once again, well aware that it wouldn't be long before the came upon the training clearing.

Oakfall
♛ Warrior ♛ Tom ♛ Crush:: Not currently ♛
♛ Apprentice:: Littlepaw ♛ Tags:: Littlepaw♛

Pride swelled in his chest and he let a big grin grow like a weed upon his ginger face, his chest puffing as the pride got to him. Nodding encouragingly, he eyed his apprentice's placement of her paws as she was sure to stand where she was instructed. Her every movement caught his attention as he examined her muscle movement and technique changes after his instructions, eyes lit with satisfaction and delight while she made small adjustments to her follow-through in order to get a better snag on the large fish. Though the fish was very large compared to her paw, and surely heavy for her size and age, he watched as she used her back and legs to pull up the fish against the water and used the ground as leverage over its weight. Nodding and laughing in sheer delight, the burly ginger tom watched as the fish flew out of the water and onto the ground behind them, flopping around helplessly while flicking water from its tail in every direction. Getting up just as the fish stopped moving, he padded over to observe its form as he noticed its gills continuing to move, so he took a claw to its gullet and swiftly killed it to be sure that it wouldn't give them any trouble and risk losing food to bring back to camp. 'That was wonderful, Littlepaw! Though, always be sure to kill the fish so that you don't have to worry about it giving one last go at getting back into the water and it ends up reaching the edge and falling in before you can catch it. Your form and follow-through were spectacular, as I would expect from an apprentice of your ability! I am very proud, but you must be consistent, so I would like you to do it one more time while I watch. Then I would like you to do it a couple times without the pressure of me watching over you, so that I can see how you will do on your own and how you remind yourself of the pointers I gave you without me having to remind you myself. That sound alright?" He moved back to where he was so that he could see over the edge but observe all her movements once again, and awaited a reply before he took too much focus on her posture and muscle memory.

Pinepaw
♛ Apprentice ♛ Tom ♛ Crush:: Willowpaw (In Development) ♛
♛ Mentor:: -- ♛ Tags:: Willowpaw ♛

Rolling his eyes as the silver spotted tabby lectured him about always being alert and prepared for an attack at anytime, the brown spotted tom grinned at her and pushed her shoulder as she shrugged him off of her. 'Oh come on! With your love of sleep, you aren't ready for an ambush and are more vulnerable than myself out her in the camp! You were just lucky that I was nice and didn't ambush you in your sleep! You just wait, I am going to get you back when you least expect it!' Grinning at her, he waved his tail excitedly and practiced the way he would leap on her, jumping in the air and landing squarely on a small ball of moss that had been dragged out of one of the dens. Pinning it under his paws, he swatted it at Willowpaw with a small laugh before returning himself to where he was so that he could listen to her. When she mentioned the possibility of training together, he flexed his claws and his pelt began to tingle with anticipation. Though he loved training on his own, he particularly liked the time he got to spend with Willowpaw, as it was more exciting and made him happy for some odd reason. As she demonstrated the swipes and other moves as she listed them, she ended up landing right in front of him which left her nearly nose to nose with the brown tabby tom. Laughing as she instantly backed up and began to apologize, he shook his head and pounced in front of her before getting on his hind paws and batting gently at her ears. "What's wrong? Do I smell funny? You don't bother me when you're that close, so don't say sorry!" Putting on a goofy looking grin, he batted her ear one more time before bounding away on relatively heavy paws.

Note:: If anyone needs an interaction, I have Crowpaw (Whom will be eating but may be on chore duty soon), Antleg, Daisyclaw, Beetlekit and Cloverkit (Both can walk and play, but don't know how to talk very well, as at 4 weeks most kits are playing and eating hard food), and Whitestar.