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Tide That Swirls Around Reef

||12 moons||Tom-cat||Apprentice||He is semi open to crushes||Tags: Flower||

Tide shrugs, "I'm not sure... I went straight back to camp" Tide screws up his nose, sitting down.

[winx]

The tabby she-cat noticed that the situation between the two surgeons and their patient seemed to be calming down. "You know what I just realized?" Flower commented, eyes meeting Tide's with amusement lingering within the depths. "We never caught any prey while we were out there." She wondered if it would be alright for them to take something from the pile. Prey was running well right now. Even in the months where the sun shone less, prey ran well since it never got too chilly on the island. Dangerous storms were more likely the cause of prey being scarce on the peninsula. "Do you think we should eat from the pile?" Flower knew that Tide was close to becoming a full sailor. She kinda wished that she had spent more time training in order to catch up with him. She did not want to share the apprentice room by herself. Who would make the meeting? Would Tempest really be taken over by Gaze?

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jay // loner // 8 moons // m: open and looking // t: Fox, rain.
he shook his head. He was never going to eat those poppy seeds.

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Tide That Swirls Around Reef

||12 moons||Tom-cat||Apprentice||He is semi open to crushes||Tags: Flower||

Tide looks down at his stomach, which was almost vibrating for how hungry he was. "I think we would be able to, and plus, I'm starving!" He grins, stretching his front legs out.

[winx]

Username: Lucy34
Cat Name: {Stream} Where Small Fish Swim
Age: 31 moons
Gender: Female
Tribe Rank: Sailor
Description of looks (if picture, you dont have to put this): She is a ginger and white she-cat with striking deep blue eyes. Her frame is average, though she has long limbs and paws for diving. Her pelt is like the downy feathers of a duck, able to easily dry from a swim in the ocean's depth.
Personality: Stream is a easygoing and talkative cat. She has a well-meaning and intrusive attitude, often asking questions others would not. She is accepting to all and offers no judgement. Stream also has a soft spot for kittens and elders. She can be a bit strict and she doesn't like rule breakers. She sticks by the code at all costs, believing that the code is the guide to a happy life. Stream enjoys mentoring apprentices, always enjoying the connection she gains watching them grow and improve. She hopes to one day have a litter of her own to see them blossom into strong sailors as well.
Scent (optional): Sea breeze and salt
Family: Tempest's half sister
Mate, Crush, Ect.: Open!
Theme Song (optional): It Has Begun by Starset

//Perhaps she could be Tide's mentor?

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//Sure!//

[winx]

"Great! I don't think anyone noticed that we were out of camp with the commotion going on." she commented as she began to head back towards the entrance of the ship. It appeared that everyone was still bickering about Tempest being exiled. He deserves it if he killed Moon . . . but then again, Turtle was last seen with her. Flower cast an apologetic glance towards the stone-like figure of Tempest whom was still waiting outside. Should I bring him something to eat, or would that not be allowed? She could not help but feel a hint of sympathy towards her leader, despite her anger earlier towards his possible actions. Flower paused to glance behind her to ensure Tide was following, and then she would stroll towards the area where the prey was kept.


Stream was just returning from fishing. Her fur was still plastered to her lithe body, but a successful gleam was evident in her dark blue eyes. Three fish dangled from her jaws by the tail. It had been a wonderful hunt. The prey was running as well as ever, despite the tribe in danger of new leadership and accusations. Her tail stuck straight up behind her, announcing her presence to those around her that the hunting patrol would be returning soon in her paw steps.

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Tide That Swirls Around Reef

||12 moons||Tom-cat||Apprentice||He is semi open to crushes||Tags: Flower||

Tide pads in behind her, his cheery smile unusual compared to his usual mood. He quickens and reache flower, his shoulder brushes up against her. Tide steps aside, "Sorry" He ducks his head, and walks into the camp.

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Fox had calmed down a great deal, yet made sure Jay was watched carefully, "Fine. Up to you whether or not you eat the poppy seeds, but good luck,"

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"Alright then. Fox, get a stick that won't break easily. I'm going to have to push the bone back into place." The pale gray and white tabby she-cat replied.