(♛) ━━ SwiftClan {OPEN}

[☼ ℓ ʋ м σ s]

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✶C l o u d p a w✶

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gender- male
age- 9 moons
rank- medicine cat apprentice
status- determined; grateful
tagged- Ivyleaf
form

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Glancing over at her, Cloudpaw made sure to listen carefully to Ivyleaf’s next response. He started at her soothingly tranquil expression a moment longer, before shifting his focus back to the herbs sprawled out in front of him. “Okay, I’ll remember that next time.” He assured, partly to himself. Taking his mentor’s words under consideration, he separated the more orange-tinted marigolds from the rounded tansies, placing each diverse herb in its own crevice.

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♥H o l l o w p a w♥

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gender- female
age- 8 moons
rank- apprentice
status- concerned; annoyed
tagged- Rainmask; Twilightpaw
form

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Though her pelt prickled with unease at the sound of thudding against the hard earth, Hollowpaw retained a cool image. Okay... he obviously isn’t going to tell me why we came here. There’s no use trying to force it out of him anymore- I’ll only end up annoying myself, she thought irritably. Hollowpaw cocked her head slightly to the side as Rainmask suddenly called out to the thickset brush against the trees, then it hit her. Twilightpaw! After all the confusion she had just experienced, Hollowpaw had momentarily forgotten all about the tom’s scent. With narrowed, blue-green visionaries, the white and brown tabby she-cat watched the dark-furred apprentice emerge from his hiding place, the distinct scent of guilt and embarrassment emitting from his pelt in waves. Her eyes betrayed no astonishment at his exposure, for she had known he was harboring himself among the dense undergrowth in hopes of not being discovered. Pity his plan hadn’t worked out. As Twilightpaw climbed up next to Rainmask on the rotting fence, Hollowpaw released the leaf-wrapped herbs from her grip, placing them next to her. She rounded on Twilightpaw with narrowed, slit optics laden with disappointment, ridicule- and something else... worry? “You just had to let your curiosity get the best of you, huh? Well, congratulations, now you’re just as hopelessly lost as the both of us.” She snapped, claws prying themselves into the decrepit, wooden platform.

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♪M e a d o w k i t♪

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gender- male
age- 1 moon
rank- kit
status- annoyed; sluggish
tagged- His siblings; Sweetbriar
form

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Meadowkit lay curled up next to his mother, his paws clutched around his fluffy tail. Flickering his pale, green gaze open, he awoke to hear his two siblings, Poppykit and Lionskit, knocking heads with one another again. They did this so much, he was beginning to get tired of it. He was, however, mildly surprised that it wasn’t Foxkit who had started it this time; his brother seemed to want to pick a fight with every cat these days. Foxkit was sure to retaliate soon enough, though, and Meadowkit had to stop it before it broke into a full-fleshed quarrel between the three. The calico-tabby tom got to his paws, arching his back in a stretch. “Hey, I’ve got an idea, why don’t both of you fleabrains shut your muzzles before you give mother another headache?” He suggested drowsily, fur ruffled from sleep, eyes flashing with irritation. And myself one...

[`sappho]

echostream purred as gorsestar rubbed his muzzle against her own. she looked at him and waited to see what he would say to her. he seemed to be looking for the right words to say. she smiled. "i love you too, gorsestar," she purred. "even if i only have one life i hope i can spend all of it with you," she said to him thoughtfully. she smiled. "i feel like we were just assigned again, like i am young again," she said to him.

lionclaw was a bit nervous. he tried not to think about rosetail at all. he would pay attention to their kits but just not her. not after what she had done to him and sweetbriar and everyone. he nodded. "of course," he said to her. "how have you been feeling lately?" he asked amberleaf.

goldenpaw is open.

patch watched the tom climb carefully down the tree. he winced a bit, hoping not to see the cat fall. thankfully, he didn't. "im patch," he said to coal. "so, what are you doing out here?" he asked him. the cat looked young but younger than him. he also looked like a kittypet. maybe he had been at one time.

rosetail is open.

stormpaw followed dawnpaw through the mud and flicked it off of his paws every so often, hating the texture. he much preferred smooth grass under his paws. "i think it might be time to return to camp, i can't scent anything in this rain," he said to dawnpaw.

sharpfang is open.

[☼ ℓ ʋ м σ s]

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✶C l o u d p a w✶

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gender- male
age- 9 moons
rank- medicine cat apprentice
status- determined; grateful
tagged- Ivyleaf
form

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Glancing over at her, Cloudpaw made sure to listen carefully to Ivyleaf’s next response. He started at her soothingly tranquil expression a moment longer, before shifting his focus back to the herbs sprawled out in front of him. “Okay, I’ll remember that next time.” He assured, partly to himself. Taking his mentor’s words under consideration, he separated the more orange-tinted marigolds from the rounded tansies, placing each diverse herb in its own crevice.

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♥H o l l o w p a w♥

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gender- female
age- 8 moons
rank- apprentice
status- concerned; annoyed
tagged- Rainmask; Twilightpaw
form

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Though her pelt prickled with unease at the sound of thudding against the hard earth, Hollowpaw retained a cool image. Okay... he obviously isn’t going to tell me why we came here. There’s no use trying to force it out of him anymore- I’ll only end up annoying myself, she thought irritably. Hollowpaw cocked her head slightly to the side as Rainmask suddenly called out to the thickset brush against the trees, then it hit her. Twilightpaw! After all the confusion she had just experienced, Hollowpaw had momentarily forgotten all about the tom’s scent. With narrowed, blue-green visionaries, the white and brown tabby she-cat watched the dark-furred apprentice emerge from his hiding place, the distinct scent of guilt and embarrassment emitting from his pelt in waves. Her eyes betrayed no astonishment at his exposure, for she had known he was harboring himself among the dense undergrowth in hopes of not being discovered. Pity his plan hadn’t worked out. As Twilightpaw climbed up next to Rainmask on the rotting fence, Hollowpaw released the leaf-wrapped herbs from her grip, placing them next to her. She rounded on Twilightpaw with narrowed, slit optics laden with disappointment, ridicule- and something else... worry? “You just had to let your curiosity get the best of you, huh? Well, congratulations, now you’re just as hopelessly lost as the both of us.” She snapped, claws prying themselves into the decrepit, wooden platform.

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♪M e a d o w k i t♪

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gender- male
age- 1 moon
rank- kit
status- annoyed; sluggish
tagged- His siblings; Sweetbriar
form

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Meadowkit lay curled up next to his mother, his paws clutched around his fluffy tail. Flickering his pale, green gaze open, he awoke to hear his two siblings, Poppykit and Lionskit, knocking heads with one another again. They did this so much, he was beginning to get tired of it. He was, however, mildly surprised that it wasn’t Foxkit who had started it this time; his brother seemed to want to pick a fight with every cat these days. Foxkit was sure to retaliate soon enough, though, and Meadowkit had to stop it before it broke into a full-fleshed quarrel between the three. The calico-tabby tom got to his paws, arching his back in a stretch. “Hey, I’ve got an idea, why don’t both of you fleabrains shut your muzzles before you give mother another headache?” He suggested drowsily, fur ruffled from sleep, eyes flashing with irritation. And myself one...

[•Crow•]

Litchpaw <•> Female <•> AM: Gingerpaw <•> Tags;; Open/duskfall, Gingerpaw

Litchpaw layed At the bottom of the oak, a place she felt most comfurtable at. She was eating a sparrow that was caught by the earlier hunting party. Her ears flicked she heard a familiar description from duskfall, she turned her head towards him to see gingerpaw talking to him, she eyed them closely. Her tail curled in amusement "you cant protect the clan alone.." she whispered. Duskfall was a brave warrior but slightly reckless. There was no need for such a valuble warrior of swiftclan to protect an apprentice who was mot origonally from the clan. She should go train now... Her emeraled gaze shifted down. Her mentor is expecting so she wont be available to train her... How frustrating. Suddenly an idea hit her. She rose to her paws and padded over to the two toms. She dipped her head to gingerpaw first before turning her attention to duskfall. "Spar with me... I want to get stronger" she said in a serious tone.

[☼ ℓ ʋ м σ s]

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✶C l o u d p a w✶

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gender- male
age- 9 moons
rank- medicine cat apprentice
status- determined; grateful
tagged- Ivyleaf
form

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Glancing over at her, Cloudpaw made sure to listen carefully to Ivyleaf’s next response. He started at her soothingly tranquil expression a moment longer, before shifting his focus back to the herbs sprawled out in front of him. “Okay, I’ll remember that next time.” He assured, partly to himself. Taking his mentor’s words under consideration, he separated the more orange-tinted marigolds from the rounded tansies, placing each diverse herb in its own crevice.

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♥H o l l o w p a w♥

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gender- female
age- 8 moons
rank- apprentice
status- concerned; annoyed
tagged- Rainmask; Twilightpaw
form

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Though her pelt prickled with unease at the sound of thudding against the hard earth, Hollowpaw retained a cool image. Okay... he obviously isn’t going to tell me why we came here. There’s no use trying to force it out of him anymore- I’ll only end up annoying myself, she thought irritably. Hollowpaw cocked her head slightly to the side as Rainmask suddenly called out to the thickset brush against the trees, then it hit her. Twilightpaw! After all the confusion she had just experienced, Hollowpaw had momentarily forgotten all about the tom’s scent. With narrowed, blue-green visionaries, the white and brown tabby she-cat watched the dark-furred apprentice emerge from his hiding place, the distinct scent of guilt and embarrassment emitting from his pelt in waves. Her eyes betrayed no astonishment at his exposure, for she had known he was harboring himself among the dense undergrowth in hopes of not being discovered. Pity his plan hadn’t worked out. As Twilightpaw climbed up next to Rainmask on the rotting fence, Hollowpaw released the leaf-wrapped herbs from her grip, placing them next to her. She rounded on Twilightpaw with narrowed, slit optics laden with disappointment, ridicule- and something else... worry? “You just had to let your curiosity get the best of you, huh? Well, congratulations, now you’re just as hopelessly lost as the both of us.” She snapped, claws prying themselves into the decrepit, wooden platform.

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♪M e a d o w k i t♪

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gender- male
age- 1 moon
rank- kit
status- annoyed; sluggish
tagged- His siblings; Sweetbriar
form

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Meadowkit lay curled up next to his mother, his paws clutched around his fluffy tail. Flickering his pale, green gaze open, he awoke to hear his two siblings, Poppykit and Lionskit, knocking heads with one another again. They did this so much, he was beginning to get tired of it. He was, however, mildly surprised that it wasn’t Foxkit who had started it this time; his brother seemed to want to pick a fight with every cat these days. Foxkit was sure to retaliate soon enough, though, and Meadowkit had to stop it before it broke into a full-fleshed quarrel between the three. The calico-tabby tom got to his paws, arching his back in a stretch. “Hey, I’ve got an idea, why don’t both of you fleabrains shut your muzzles before you give mother another headache?” He suggested drowsily, fur ruffled from sleep, eyes flashing with irritation. And myself one...

[doggoesmeow]

Coal
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Gender - Tom
Age - 10 moons
Location - Somewhere
Tags - Patch

Coal looked up at Patch. "Oh uh.."He shuddered, the question catching him off guard. "Well. I don't really know. I just kinda, am wandering around. I don't want to stay in one spot. You know?" He explained, before digging his claws into the ground to stretch. "Anyway, since you asked. What are you doing here?"

Maplespots
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Gender - She-cat
Age - 30 moons
Assigned Mate - Duskfall
Location - Elder's Den
Tags - Troutfeather

Maplespots nodded before leaving the elder's den. The rain had really made the ground under her paws very soft and made her a bit uneasy as she would have to hunt later in the mud. She padded toward the fresh-kill pile trying to stay out of mud puddles on the ground. She had made it to the fresh-kill pile and made sure to pick out the plumpest mouse, she and the mouse were soaked to the bone. Great. The only reason I came to the elder's den was to not get too wet.She thought to herself while padding back to the elder's den. She placed the soaking wet mouse next to Troutfeather. "I hope you don't mind that it is wet. If you didn't notice yet it is raining today."She said.

Gingerpaw
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Gender - Tom
Age - 9 moons
Assigned Mate - Litchpaw
Location - Camp
Tags - Duskfall & Litchpaw

Gingerpaw closely listened to every word the tom had said. He wanted to make sure he knew what a coyote was so he would be ready. I can't wait until I tell Otterpaw that I know what a coyote looks like. Wait. Not Otterpaw, but... Oh no what is his warrior name again?Gingerpaw tried to search his memory and then an idea popped into his head. As he was lost in thought he didn't even notice that Litchpaw had padded toward both of them. He was about to warmly greet his soon to be assigned mate. As Litchpaw spoke with Duskfall he knew how to impress her. "I want to spar too!" He said eagerly.

Foxkit
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Gender - Tom
Age - 1 moon
Location - Nursery
Tags - Sweetbrair + Siblings

Foxkit swiped at his mother as she gave him a lick on the head. He horribbly missed and after Sweetbrair was finished he puffed out of chest to show he was still on top. His ears perked up as he heard his sister Poppykit. He stuck out his tongue at his sister before seeing Lionkit. For him Lionkit was one of the other only kits who was not boring to play with and wouldn't go crying back to Sweetbrair if he was too rough. Foxkit couched down trying to copy what he remembered when the apprentices were training together. He leaped forward landing awkwardly on Lionkit. "I got you!"He said triumphantly.