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[Nightsent]

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name; seawhisper [queen]
age; twenty-seven moons
gender; female [she/her]
location; nursery, camp
tagged; clan, tinyleaf,
orchidstar, robinsong

mood; distressed, scared,
horrified, confused, sick

other notes; kits due in two
days; three kits in total
she has developed a case of
ptsd from her past. read it: x

post number; one

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╒════════════ ＳＥＡＷＨＩＳＰＥＲ！ ═╕

when tinyleaf steps away from me, i can feel the weight that i had forced her to bear spring back onto my own muscles. with
an exhausted and despressed sigh, i lay down a few feet from marshfall, ensuring that none of his blood can get onto my pelt.
i lay my head down on my paws, my heart and brain still throbbing with hurt and sorrow. "why starclan why must this luck go
where i go? why must it follow me?" i let the words out in one quick whisper before a shadow looms over me. tinyleaf is back
with herbs. what the heck will these things do anyway? reluctantly, i chew them into a mash before swallowing them. then, i
take back to my feet, my legs still shaking. immediately i curl back into a ball. looking back at tinyleaf, a sudden tiredness
washes over me. "i.." the words start to form in my mouth, but nothing else comes out. a parrot sings high over my head, and
cannot help but watch it; listen to its tune. memories of my kithood and the songs of the sea that we had sung flow through
my head like a river through a forest. "my heart belongs to the ocean.. where the seagulls roam free, and the stars above sing
nothing but glee.. my heart belongs to the ocean; my heart belongs to the sea" i whisper to myself, my voice cracking on
the last note. over and and over, i play that song in my head and in my heart; slowly regaining my strength. quietly, i get to my
feet, murmuring those words as i trudge toward the nursery. as the morning continues on, waves of grief wash over me like the
tides of an ocean. and all the while, i am singing that song- the one my father had taught me as a kit. it was my lifeline until
the hurricane had hit. until the day i had watched my father get flung into the storm of the ocean. the storm of the sea.

my heart belongs to the ocean
where the seagulls roam free, and
the stars above sing nothing but glee
my heart belongs to the ocean
my heart belongs to the sea

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name; alderdusk [warrior]
age; twenty-seven moons
gender; male [he/him]
location; the sunny pools
tagged; deereyes, owlcrest,
orchidstar

mood; upset, wants to try
and comfort deer and orchid

other notes; his brother is
deereyes

post number; two

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╒════════════ ＡＬＤＥＲＤＵＳＫ！ ══╕

fortunately for me, that something happened to be my brother. although it was not entirely sunshine and rainbows. my brother
is covered in blood, his eyes cloudy with despair. "oh no.." i whisper to myself, my heart aching for him. i get up and trot over
to him, my head low so that i can look into his eyes. "my brother... share your thoughts with me.." i say aloud before making
my way slowly toward the water. flicking my ear toward him so i can make out his words. with a single swipe of my paw, i let
a splash of water fly up at him. "sorry, brother.." i murmur to him. it was an attempt to get the clouds out of his head, as well
as get some of the blood out of his pelt. out of the blue, orchidstar enters the clearing. i immediately straiten my shoulders
and dip my head in a show of respect. "orchidstar.. you have come to talk," i presume, my fur bristling with pride. this pride
fades away, however, as i realize that i can no longer help my brother. i look owlcrest in the eyes, looking for something that
i can not quite put a claw on. "please help him.." i whisper to owlcrest, before giving a sorry to deereyes and leading orchidn-
orchidstar to the other side of the pools. "orchidstar, i do not believe that your son was murdered. not in one hundred
years. it was likely a badger, or a jaguar. so please, tell me what else is on your mind-- and remember that anything you share
here with me? it stays here. alrighty?" i say, speaking a bit on the slow side. you can never be too careful when sharing these
kinds of things... especially when you are sharing with an emotionally injured cat. so, i keep my tone light and gentle as i
grasp every word that comes out of orchidstar's muzzle, trying to share my own opinions along the way.

[fruitvale]

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♂ xx 28m xx warrior xx location; camp/sunny pools xx comforting xx tags; deereyes-senpai, daisypaw

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owlcrest smiled at daisypaw, glad that someone else appreciates poor deer, until the silver tabby let out a cry which made owl want. ``just close your eyes. i promise you things won't be bad.`` the fluffy tom stepped closer to the water, a luminescent blue glow illuminated the ground nearby.

daisypaw seemed to also want to make deereyes feel better, and in such a friend way it seemed like daisy was his mentor's brother. deciding that today was as melancholy as it gets, he hopped into the water, droplets splashing a bit. cue anime cat scene here

alderdusk appears, and before he knew it, so did the leader. he asked owl to take care of his brother, and of course, he agreed to. wading over to the almost content warrior, owlcrest lifted his heavy paw and began to slowly wash a bit of the blood off. nothing any of them could do with the scent for a while.

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﹃﹄ F L E C K · P A W
♂ xx 11m xx appprentice xx location; med den xx emotionless xx tags; tinyleaf

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the wails and howls coming from the inside of camp set fire to fleckpaw's heart. he wasn't allowed to leave the medicine den, since his tail was badly injured, and smearing blood around camp would only add to the chaos. some cats had departed to mourn for the great deputy that was now up in starclan. fleckpaw believed in his ancestor's spirits more than he believed that he existed. which means he loved being with medicine cats.

except for now. tinyleaf was too busy giving out poppy (almost said poopy i'm so immature) seeds to stressed clanmates. he looked back at his numb tail and sighed. the ointment was doing what it needed, but it'd leave a scar, maybe even a dent in his tail.

[Hobo!]

pιnepaw

gender :: tom
ranĸ :: apprentice
мood :: confused
locaтιon :: middle of camp
тagged :: Briarpaw and those around her

Pinepaw's nose crinkled slightly and he felt himself start wake up, a beam of sun hitting the apprentice's eyes perfectly in order to tell him to rise. His front paw twitched slightly at the notion of waking up, and he felt himself slipping faster and faster from his dreams. When he had finally dragged himself out of his sleep, he sprung up quickly and clumsily, catching himself as he almost fell from the quick motion. Despite this, he stumbled slightly still as he dully padded around the apprentice's den, shaking the sleep from his body, stretching each limb one by one. Feet? Awake. Ears? alert... Eyes? His eyes opened and the sun made them a bit hazy, but he padded out of the den anyways, feeling his eyes protest against him once more as the sun beat into them mercilessly. Though he was usually one of the first cats to wake up in the clan, and he would let you know this fact, he'd slept in this morning. He felt as though he hadn't gotten a full night's sleep still and he wasn't sure why. Maybe it was the mouse he'd eaten the day before. He shook the thoughts that clouded his mind away and looked around, almost immediately noticing the yowls of other cats in the middle of the camp. Never one to be cautious or sensitive, he dashed over and saw the mess that had unfurled itself before him. He felt his stomach churn. Their deputy was laying in a crumpled heap and he had no idea what was happening. He sat for a moment, trying to take in everything that was happening around him, but it was too hard to focus on the converstion between all of the older cats. Yet, suddenly, he saw Briarpaw for the first time in the area. He padded just a few steps towards her, sitting tentatively on his hauches and brushing his tail across her back in a friendly show of affection, almost trying to comfort her, he thought.
"What's... happening, Briarpaw?" He asked carefully, his filter showing itself at the best of times as he attempted to realize how this situation had, and would play out.


ѕσƒтραω

gender :: she-cat
ranĸ :: apprentice
мood :: nervous
locaтιon :: outside of the apprentice den
тagged :: Fernpaw

Softpaw had awoken to the wails of her leader, at which point she quickly padded towards the center of camp, then immediately after that turned foot and sprinted back towards the apprentice's den. She felt air caught in her throat and she forced it out shakily, hair standing at alert on her back, claws digging into the cool morning earth below her. She felt her rigid tail fall limp a sshe felt despair echo through her body. What had happened? Was their deputy... gone? She crumpled down into a laying position, looking down at her now dirt-covered claws and continuing to scratch beneath the ground. She was confused and scared, wanting to seek out her mentor if possible, or another apprentice, if not to learn what had happened at least to receive some sort of comfort. She wasn't a tough cat. She didn't want to feel the heat of remorse through her pelt if she went to her leader. She knew it was cowardly, not something a true warrior could do, but she was in a state of complete shock. She mewled quietly to herself, giving reassuring and kind words to the crazed cat in her head.
After a few short moments she'd collected herself enough to walk, but not to stop her ears from drooping as she padded towards the inside of the apprentice's den, hoping for some sort of insight from those that felt the same as she did instead of collected like some of the older cats seemed to be- though she wasn't sure if any cat could have been prepared for this, even if many are keeping a relatively level head.
She saw Fernpaw immediately, the she-cat's bright eyes showing through the hazy interior. She padded quickly over, plopping down into a comfortable position and wrapping her tail around herself, gently nudging Fernpaw with her head and looking at the ground once more.
"Are you okay?" She asked, even though she knew the question was futile. Neither of them were okay, really.

[tytrack]

（ ✿ ／／ ＢｕｍｂｌｅＢｅｅ！ ））

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➴ tom ➴ warrior ➴ tags: orchidstar, briarpaw ➴ location: with the clan, camp ➴ johnny depp's voice ➴
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bumblebee couldn't help but feel sympathy for his leader. how gracious she had been, to lead this clan despite the losses that would approach. bumblebee pitied the loss of his deputy, too, but it was a for-longed sadness, for he knew nothing could have been done to save him. briarpaw's adolescent words had brought a fit of fury into the smoky gray tom's big heart. his thin fur spiked on end from his shoulders and to his tail-tip, but alas, he knew this was no time to be picking arguments. he couldn't help one hiss of despise in the direction of the apprentice, as he heard her words. 'why did i fetch herbs if he was dead?' the words made him caterwaul inwardly from anger and grief. how dare she say such a thing? "not all herbs are for healing wounds. cobwebs can soak blood up, while lavender soothes those who are in shock because of the incident," he noted, casting the apprentice a sharp, pointed look. he knew these two herbs well, mostly because cobwebs were a common herb all medicine cats used- and secondly, for the lavender, he had scented it in his twoleg garden countless times before. it was as easy as picking out a spider from its' web, to find this herb and to remember its' use. he angled his ears in the direction of orchidstar and alderdusk, where the tom crouched near her quivering bodice. he twitched his own, trying his best to avoid listening in on their.. 'private' conversation that they were supposedly having, right next to him and marshfall's deceased carcass. those words, even in his mind, brought him to shake his head. how could the tom be dead? how could my friend be dead? our deputy, be dead? quivering with mighty anxiety, bumblebee scooted a tad closer to orchidstar, angling his muzzle towards her ear in a slight, almost unnoticed notion. "may he rest peacefully," was all the tom said first of all, but then he glanced over directly towards orchidstar, deliberately staring at her. every time he'd look at the pretty she-cat, a stab of grief would hit him. orchidstar reminded him of his own lies, the way he had lied, saying he was a decendant of ixoriastar.. the tricks he'd tried to pull. but even in the brightest of times and days could orchidstar never realize what he was trying to do. well, bumblebee was never too good at flirting, anyways. he had always seemed phantasmagoria, dream-like - not in the sense that he was dreamy, just that he was always thinking indifferently - and distant. the conglomerations and clowder around him made him nervous. he hated crowds.

but bumblebee got used to it, after a long while of being in sierraclan. so it wasn't a grandiose deal for the tom anymore. an extemporaneous word or two he would chide to orchidstar in his free time, but despite his efforts, the she-cat had never really aknowledged his efforts to get to know her better. no blaming her, anyways- she probably assumed they were related. they weren't, of course, but bumblebee couldn't help regretting having said that he was kin of ixoriastar. he had remembered the time that he was waiting at the camp entrance as orchidstar had lead a border patrol, early in the morning. as she had passed, he had smiled and politely said, "morning, orchidstar! you're looking gr-". . . but alas, the tom, again, was not aknowledged, for the she-cat had had more on her mind than himself. a frown would always plaster the sad tom's face, but he, every time, would move on quietly. his feelings for orchidstar had never once been cudgeled or fragmented- they had been encompassed in a bottle, like one of the twoleg objects he had seen- a little floating monster in water beside some sand. it brought him to some sorts of shame, feeling like his emotions had to be kept in a bottle each time he had tried to make any effort! he had a voracious, flirty side, but he sure knew when to control it. especially at times like these. so now, as he lay flank-to-flank - not touching, but brushing flanks - with her, he held back any flirty comments that would throw her into a fit perhaps. he flicked his ears and then turned back to marshfall's body, grooming the deceased tom's head and ears with a grief-struck expression, the heartache plastered on his face with zero doubt of how he felt. orchidstar, and the cats of sierraclan must be strong. for we shall not perish in the darkness of this despair, despite our losses. may good come out of our weaknesses, and may marshfall be guided peacefully to his home in the stars with his ancestors and family. may he watch over us, for we are forever in the tom's debt. may he be exceptionally comforted with all of the delights of the afterlife in starclan, and may we remember him every day.

perhaps that pep-talk was to make him feel better? it must have been. for he had no idea where it had come from at the least, but he had faith that everything that had come to his tongue but had been released only in his mind was true. he encompassed it inside of his mind, and kept the words to himself, swarming about in his brain to give him comfort and keep himself at ease. alas he remembered his duties, despite this tragedy, and he angled his ears as he shook himself free of sadness and stumbled to his paws. he glanced down at orchidstar and touched his nose to her ear, hoping to give one last sense of comfort, and then turned away. his mint green eyes scanned the camp for his young apprentice, his eyes narrowing against the sunlight. "egretpaw!" he called, whisking his tail behind him and up to perch lightly on his back and spine. he hadn't been too active with his apprentice lately, and if he was going to keep up the good work and make his apprentice a strong warrior, he'd need to pick up his pace. his paws pricked as he waited for his apprentice, hope sparking in him. perhaps if i teach him a good move, a unique one that no one else knows, maybe orchidstar will take notice of me? he kept that spark of hope, and waited.

[faerie;]

darkbriar
tom - 26 moons - hunting - with oneheart

A rare thing happened then - a small smile cracked on the grumpy tom's muzzle. "That was.. quite the shift in attitude, to say the least." Darkbriar commented, seeming almost impressed in how fast Oneheart recovered. The tom looked up, searching to see if any birds remained. They all seemed to be shaken from their feathers. The sound of Orchidstar's mumbling unsettled the tom. Darkbriar turned to Oneheart, raising his muzzle to motion for the ginger tom to follow him. He quietly slid out of the entrance of the camp, looking around. As he walked, he began to speak.
"Hey, Oneheart." He said, cocking his head to meet the tom's gaze. "Maybe we could catch Orchidstar's's favorite prey. That might make her feel better. It makes me feel better, at least. Do you know what it is?" He inquired, his gaze drifting away from the tom and to any place he knew he could find prey.

sheeptuft
tom - 26 moons - in camp - with emberflight

Sheeptuft looked up to meet Emberflight's gaze, nodding in response to her soothing words. He looked from the warrior den to the entrance of the camp. He weighed the options in his brain before coming to a conclusion. "W-Well, I do believe it would be safer to stay in camp, you know? We don't really know if M-Marshfall's murderer is still around." He responded with a faint nod, quickly stuttering as he spoke of the past deputy. A faint smile made its way onto Sheeptuft's muzzle. "Thanks again, Emberflight.." He thanked her as he turned towards the warriors den, trying his best to not shake out of fear as he walked back to his den.

[angelic.]

➹. ｈａｒｅｓｐｒｉｎｇ．
xxxxxxxxxx tomxx mood • calming downxx location • out of camp xx crush • sweettailxx tags • sweettail

xxxHarespring let a few moment's silence linger between him and Sweettail, watching as the sunlight swept over the tips of the trees in the distance. His gaze focused back on the molly as he took in her words. A smile grew on his face as the grey-and-white warrior drew a paw over his whiskers. "It's not my fault that you're so pretty," He replied calmly, yet a small wave of fear was crashing over him. What if Sweettail didn't like how forward he was being? Shaking his head to rid himself of his negative thoughts, Harespring leaned towards the pretty molly and gave her a lick on ear, hoping to show that he was thankful for her words. "I'm glad you're doing okay.. I worry sometimes." Gaze drifting to the rocky ground, he shuffled his paws awkwardly. Sweettail was someone that Harespring really trusted and he wasn't going to lose her or scare her away. "I promise that you can always come to me too if you need anything." And with that, the tom brushed his sleek tail across the molly whom he'd grown to like, even if he didn't completely realize yet.

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xxxFreezing slightly at Seedpaw's action, Wasp-paw shifted in her mossy nest to get more comfortable, stretching a small white paw across her bed. "I wasn't either, honestly. I'm not even sure why I'm grieving. It just feels like the right thing to do," Her tone now seemed to drip with annoyance and a hint of frustration seeping out. "I just feel like Oneheart would be mad if I didn't." The sharp-witted molly finished, claws snagging at her bedding. She loved Oneheart dearly, he was her older brother; of course, but being around apprentices made her feel like she could truly be herself. She turned her dark gaze back over to Seedpaw. "I haven't lost anything about myself." Her sourness was beginning to show with each progressing second, yet she managed to retain a little control over it. "It's called acting." the molly grumbled, turning away so Seedpaw wouldn't see the sadness swimming deep in her eyes.

[♛Queen♛]

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She-cat | medicine cat app | 10 moons | love interest; open | tagged; Pinepaw, Bumblebee |
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She jumped slightly, not realizing he was there and then sighing with relief. "Oh its just you pinepaw." She said with a gentle smile, hearing bumblebees words. "one moment." She told pinepaw, standing up and padding to the edge of the den, looking at Bumblebee. "Stop telling me what i already know." She told the tom, glaring angrily at him. Her brown paws turned her around and she looked at Pinepaw, padding towards him and settling down beside him. "Marshfall passed away, hes with starclan now." She told her friend, sighing as she pawed at some poppyseeds. "Everyone keeps passing." She told him, her blue-green gaze shifting towards him. He sure was handsome.

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She-cat | warrior | 25 moons | love interest; Harespring is nice | tagged; Harespring |
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She purred at his words. "You're so sweet, its quite charming." She told him, lowering her paw to the ground, smiling at him. "Im so glad were friends." She told him, leaning against him. "I can trust you, and i can talk to you while grieving." She told him. "I hate seeing clanmates pass, and it hurts even more not knowing how he died." She sighed, shaking her head. "Sometimes...sometimes i miss being a kittypet, it hurt less." She told him, looking at her paws. "But im glad i came here."

[riiiii]

♣ "tags;; wasppaw"

SEEDP♣W
xxxrarely cared about cats and their personal issues. Most of the time she was all business, the other portions were spent being all giggly and childish with close friends or listening to the stories the elders told. Elders. She flinched at the thought of losing Cloudwatcher or Oldwhisker. Great StarClan she wouldn't know what to do with herself if she ever lost those two, losing Marshfall had left her finicky if she lost cats she genuinely cared about it would completely scar her over. Once again she caught herself before drifting too far into thought, letting her green gaze travel down to obviously hurting cat that was Wasppaw. Why was she even trying to hide the fact that she was upset? Seedpaw wasn't stupid.
xxx"I'm not too sure if you think I'm mouse-brained or if you're too upset to notice, but you are being effected by this. It's not just Marshfall, too. Any cat can hear how bitter you are talking about your brother. If you want to talk to someone about whatever's going on, I'm all ears. I'm here to be your friend, Wasppaw. You're a good cat, you don't deserve to be in this hurt you appear to be in. No one deserves to hurt alone," when she didn't care, it showed. When she did, you could tell. Seedpaw didn't want Wasppaw to block up her emotions, it wasn't going to benefit her in any way.

✔ "tags;; future lover owlcrest & daisypaw"

DEERE✔ES
xxxlet Alderdusk get some of the blood off his pelt. He hadn't expected the sight he saw, deep and light reds liquidizing around him, seeping out into the water. He did as Owlcrest told him, closing his eyes and just listening to the water moving around him and the voices surrounding him. Orchidstar and Alderdusk's distant voices were fading away and soon all he heard was Owlcrest, Daisypaw's breathing, and water. Owlcrest had moved one of his paws on top of his back, separating his matted fur and letting water soak up the blood then wash it away. Nearby birds were singing, everything felt distinctively peaceful.
xxxOwlcrest's voice was something Deereyes loved. It was deeper than most cats he knew, other than Bumblebee's which was just a silly voice. However, Owlcrest's was rich and- he was dazing off just thinking about it. To wake himself up he spoke again, "Daisypaw, after I finish cleaning myself up, do you want to go out hunting with Owlcrest and I? It'd be best to stay away from camp for a while, just until things settle down," after speaking he walked a ways away from Owlcrest, maybe a few foxtails, and then submerged himself. He was completely soaked but his fur no longer felt sticky. Deereyes felt refreshed, climbing out of the Sunny Pools and shaking himself off. Water flew everywhere, even a bit on Daisypaw to which he whispered a quick 'sorry' to. His gray pelt was fluffed up and damp, but clean. A smile was put onto his once sad face, mood instantly changing now that he was clean.

♥ "tags;; darkbriar"

♥NEHEART
xxxinstantly melted when he saw the smile on Darkbriar's face. He made Darkbriar smile. Darkbriar! His best friend! The emotionless cat smiled, and it was because of him. Not like he would let him know that he was excited about that, though. He couldn't let him see how joyful it made him just to see that he made another cat smile, that wasn't something that Darkbriar would appreciate. However, he did appreciate how quickly Oneheart's attitude changed and that made him even more giddy. The two walked out of camp and looked at his friend as he spoke, answering after thinking for a while:
"I don't believe I know. We should just get a diverse selection of prey and bring it to camp."

[Hobo!]

pιnepaw

gender :: tom
ranĸ :: apprentice
мood :: confused
locaтιon :: middle of camp
тagged :: Briarpaw and those around her

He suddenly felt very protective of Briarpaw when Bublebee had scolded her. Why was he so upset? It was at least obvious to him that the she had not meant any harm- she was just confused as to why she brought poppy seeds and other healing herbs to try to help the tom laying in front of them instead of more appropriate remedies. He tried to settle down when she'd padded back over to him, tail relaxing instead of standing at full attention, the hairs on his back settling slightly. He kept his eyes averted away from Bumblebee, but couldn't help but wrap his now relaxed tail around Braiarpaw's haunches in a protective manner. Though the warrior was older and more experienced than both of them were, it didn't give him a right to boss around the medicine cat apprentice. That was Tinyleaf's job.
When he finally heard Briarpaw speak once more, he looked towards the body of his deputy and felt a sting in his heart, letting his ears droop slightly. The circumstances were still unknown to him, though it didn't look like an attack. He looked around at the small bounty Briarpaw had brought from the medicine cat den and slowly pushed a particularly large poppy seed her way, absent-mindedly playing along.
"I don't really get it." He said honestly, keeping Briarpaw close. "I don't understand how our clan can be going through so many losses at once." He mewed softly, looking towards Orchidstar who seemed to be taking this incredibly rough. Not to get anything wrong here, though. Pinepaw was sad. He'd always looked up to his deputy, and he was a great warrior and leader next to Orchidstar, but it didn't change that the two of them had never been close. They'd only had a couple conversations, at most, and it was hard to feel personal remorse towards a cat he didn't know too well. But still, he felt the loss reverberate through the clan, and these vibrations made him ache deeply.
This fact made him want to get away from this scene as soon as possible.
"Do you think you'll need to stay here any longer? I kind of want to get away from... here." He said cautiously, hoping it wouldn't be taken the wrong way.

[fruitvale]

﹃﹄ O W L · C R E S T
♂ xx 28m xx warrior xx location; camp/sunny pools xx comforting xx tags; deereyes-senpai, daisypaw, alderdusk, orchidstar(?)

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`ah, that's the deereyes that i know.` he was always the cat that made him feel free, like he wasn't on the ground. that he was floating, and that nothing really mattered... their feelings had been changing a bit, but still, it was like deereyes was the light in the da--

``AAEEEEEK!!`` the water splashed and surprised him, colder than the warmed up shore. now he was the one that was soaked with heavy-as-stone fur. ``oh my starclan, i think my heart just skipped a beat,`` owlcrest said to no one in particular, taking note of deer's suggestion on hunting with the apprentice.

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♂ xx 11m xx appprentice xx location; med den xx emotionless xx tags; tinyleaf(?), open

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the wails and howls coming from the inside of camp set fire to fleckpaw's heart. he wasn't allowed to leave the medicine den, since his tail was badly injured, and smearing blood around camp would only add to the chaos. some cats had departed to mourn for the great deputy that was now up in starclan. fleckpaw believed in his ancestor's spirits more than he believed that he existed. which means he loved being with medicine cats.

except for now. tinyleaf was too busy giving out poppy (almost said poopy i'm so immature) seeds to stressed clanmates. he looked back at his numb tail and sighed. the ointment was doing what it needed, but it'd leave a scar, maybe even a dent in his tail.