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✶C l o u d p a w✶
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gender- male
age- 8 moons
rank- medicine cat apprentice
status- solemn; reassured
tagged- Ivyleaf
form ╚XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX╝ Now on the verge of tears, Cloudpaw quickly blinked them away, rubbing his eyes with one large paw. "N-No you didn't said it, Ivyleaf. I had a dream last night. They said I wasn't doing good enough, they said I had to leave the clan for good." He meowed solemnly, perking his ears attentively at her next comment. His broad complexion screwing up with genuine enthrallment, slowly, his mind began to piece her words together. "I... I... understand..." He answered at last. "I won't say those words again." He promised, dipping his head apologetically. "Thanks, Ivyleaf." He waved a clumsy paw in the air after her as he watched her emerge from the den, which seldom occurred.
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♥H o l l o w p a w♥
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gender- female
age- 7 moons
rank- apprentice
status- amused; humiliated
tagged- Rainmask
form ╚XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX╝ Hollowpaw flicked her ears at the elder's last-minute comment, rolling her eyes, whatever you say... still, I wouldn't have wanted to see that either. Now... what to do... as she pondered, she began to tap her claws against the ground. Her round, acute optics surveyed the camps activity, observing as cats entered and exited the dens, watched as Wolfthroat tore out of camp in an angry fuse, and as Litchpaw burst into camp screaming something about Duskfall and Ghostwhisper being injured. Not like she cared much- she didn't fancy either of the warriors, Ghostwhisper was a creep and she especially didn't like Litchpaw- but this was the perfect opportunity for her harmless, little scheme to be put into action. Putting on a completely fake, but incredibly convincing sickly look, Hollowpaw staggered over to the medicine cat den where she found Ivyleaf standing just outside. Hollowpaw let out a little groan, "Ugh... excuse me, Ivyleaf? My stomach is killing me... I think I had a bad mouse or something." She doubled over for a moment, impersonating a cat experiences stomach pains, before looking back up at Ivyleaf, her small ears pinned against her head. "I was wondering if you had anything that could help it?" The young, stout apprentice asked feebly. StarClan, this is so pathetic...