AirClan Territory || Open and Accepting

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♚‡ A S P E N C L O U D.
[tom] [27 moons] [thoughtful observer] [relationship:n/a]
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☞ASPENCLOUD watched the newfound spring in Graymist's step as she neared the river with a small smirk gracing his muzzle, opting for a more subdued approach to the ripple liquid. Though the sleek tom couldn't say that he hated water, he was definitely not its biggest fan, having a few particularly close encounters with the dark and rushing current. Unhindered by his experiences that seemed to be only distant dreams now, the warrior dipped a paw into the churning liquid in order to gauge its temperature. A small shiver ran down his spine at the familiar nip of the water and he winced slightly, knowing he was going to try his best to remain as dry as possible. The long-limbed tom glanced up sharply at her exclamation, noting the other clan cats a ways down the river. Appreciating her decision to stay where they were, Aspencloud began to focus on their task. One moment, a fish slipped past and the next it was scooped up and out of the water by Graymist's expert paw. Aspencloud didn't mask his for the she-cat's skill, commending her for her success with a small smile and a nod. Not quite ready to be out done, he turned his smoldering gaze back onto the murky depths, gaze searching for any movement and ears straining for any sound. After a minute or two of patiently waiting, his opportunity arrived as a set of shiny scales caught his eye. In what felt like slow motion, Aspencloud felt the muscles in the left shoulder tense before releasing, propelling his paw through the air and into the water. Claws met the back end of the fish and he almost missed, cursing under his breath. To save himself from lost prey, the tom's right paw darted out to catch the fish's other side. Using the weight of the lower half of his body, Aspencloud dragged the wiggling creature from the depths and quickly silenced its movement. The tom set his kill alongside Graymist's, glancing over at his fellow warrior for a moment as he caught his breath.

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♚‡ B I R C H P A W.
[she-cat] [10 moons] [delicate flower] [relationship:n/a]
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☞BIRCHPAW--

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[tom ] [21 moons] [strong, silent type] [relationship:n/a]
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☞HAWKFROST --

[I'll wait on the other two a moment for more people to respond because this fox scene is fairly important]

[♢monochromelife♢]

『 Talonfang 』
『 Tom ▻ 20 moons ▻ Warrior ▻ Crush: N/A ▻ Tags: Open 』

▻ Talonfang had spent most of dawn in the warrior's den, curled up into one of the many nests spread out through it, though not asleep. He had been thinking about his past, mostly. Staring ahead, without a sound to be made. With a small sigh, he soon gently got to his paws, readying himself for a satisfying stretch. His jaws gaped into a wide yawn. Claws sinking into the bedding. Straightening himself, he pushed himself to go out into the clearing of the camp, his sharp green gaze scanning over the area. It had seemed most cats had already gone out for a patrol. The small black tom grimaced, settling himself into some of the soft grass growing. His front paws disappeared under his chest, and he paused, listening to sounds among the quiet camp.

[aerilax]

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Tom - Med. Cat Apprentice - Tags: Mistypool
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She-cat - Warrior - Tags: Jaysong
Lowering her head in resignment, Brightsky obediently leaned onto Jaysong, her face heating up in embarrassment. Not knowing what to say, she stared straight ahead, eyes resolutely not looking at the tom. Suddenly the pain didn't seem as bad anymore. Jaysong smelled surprisingly nice for a cat that spends his days running around in dirt.


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Tom - Warrior - Tags; Roseflight, Hawkfrost, Lakepaw , Birchpaw, Swiftstar
Suppressing a playful eyeroll at Hawkfrost, Brackenheart dutifully followed the warrior, checking to make sure that the apprentices were following behind as well. "Can you walk a little bit slower? A cat's legs could fall off at this rate," Brackenheart complained, striding forward faster with lean legs. He hoped that Lakepaw and Birchpaw were able to catch up.


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She-cat - Warrior - Tags; Talonfang
Stretching out in her nest, Dapplefoot didn't feel like she was ready to leave the den. Sighing softly, the she-cat forced herself to step out of the den, grooming her tri-colored pelt.

"Do my eyes betray me? Is that Talonfang lazing around camp?" Dapplefoot said jokingly, sitting down next to Talonfang. He was one of her closest friends, and he was one of the first cats she turned to when her leg got crippled. They had grown up together, after all. "Still thinking about bad memories?"

[arctic.sprite]

- Swiftstar -
She-Cat - 36 Moons - No Apprentice/Crush - Location: Outside Camp - Tags; Smokepaw, Fogtail, Hawkfrost
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Swiftstar narrowed her eyes. She was still a little unsure about the figure that stood before the patrol. Shaking her head she turned around. "Hawkfrost. Take the patrol and go on. We'll catch up." She nodded at the tom. "Smokepaw, Reedfeather, Roseflight, and I will stay here and figure out if this is really Fogtail." Swiftstar flicked her tail as she turned back to face Fogtail.[/list]

- Silverpaw -
She-Cat - 7 Moons - Mentor: Sparrowfall - Location: Riverbank - Tags; Sparrowfall, Silvermist
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Silverpaw chuckled as she looked at Sparrowfall. Silvermist was right. She grinned mischievously. They would never let him live this one off. Silverpaw caught sight of Silvermist's expression, she noticed something strange about the she-cat. Not wanting to appear like she was staring, Silverpaw padded down the riverbank a little. She figured she could catch a couple fish while the two had their exchanges.[/list]

- Graymist -
She-Cat - Warrior - 25 Moons - Location: Nearing The Riverbank - Tags; Aspencloud
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Graymist was searching the water for another passing fish. She noticed Aspencloud going in to catch his fish. She had a cheeky grin painted on her face. "Way to go!" She exclaimed, watching him place the fish next to hers. "We have a lot of mouths to feed! Two won't feed us all!" The she-cat chucked, skipping back down to her spot near the water. Graymist concentrated on the flowing water, darting at each fish that came by. Eventually, she was able to catch two more. Tail sticking straight in the air, the she-cat carried her fish over to the others. "I hope the others down the riverbank don't get mad at us for taking all the fish!" She chortled,
glancing at the cats in the distant.

- Jaysong -
Tom - Warrior - 27 Moons - No Apprentice/Crush - Location: Forest - Tags; Brightsky
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Jaysong steadied himself as the she-cat leaned against him. He felt a little uncomfortable at first but not for long. The silence, however, did feel a little awkward. He wanted to look at the ground but knew he needed to look straight ahead to scan their path. "I hope Mistypool and Shadowpaw are in their den." The tom attempted to break the silence. "You'll probably be stuck in there the rest of the day." Jaysong couldn't help but chuckle a little at the idea. "Try not to argue with them the whole time."

[aerilax]

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She-cat - Warrior - Tags: Jaysong
Brightsky groaned. "I don't argue with everyone!" She said, trying to act cross. The she-cat failed, however, and started laughing together with Jaysong. Maybe she does sometimes.
"I didn't see Mistypool and Shadowpaw when we walked out camp, though," Brightsky said suddenly. Oh, the pain. Maybe she will just die on this forest ground right here, right now.
Now that the tension between them had faded, Brightsky found it easier to talk to Jaysong. He wasn't so bad after all. Feeling a little more courageous, she pressed herself closer to Jaysong for support.

[Deucalion]

Ravenwing
{tom ; warrior ; crush: Echosong ; tags: Echosong}

"Pretty well, I was just thinking about getting something to eat. Want to share ?" Ravenwing asked, picking up one of the smaller rabbits from the pile. He wanted to leave the plump ones for the elders and queens. The tabby tom looked at Echosong, waiting patiently for her reply. He really hoped she would agree, even though he knew she didn't see him the way that he saw her. Being her friend was good enough.

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[tom] [27 moons] [thoughtful observer] [relationship:n/a]
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☞ASPENCLOUD was becoming increasingly frustrated with himself and his inability to successfully fish. Watching Graymist skillfully drag out another two fish where he had let at least five go was his breaking point and the lithe tom huffed grumpily. For some reason, he just didn't seem fast enough for these slippery creatures, which was ridiculous because he was built for speed. In a last ditch effort to not let his companion upstage him too much, the dark warrior crouched by the waterside, all of his muscles tensed in anticipation. He crouched there for what seemed like moons, making sure his form didn't cast a suspicious shadow over the water and spook his unsuspecting prey. Finally, Aspencloud's patience was rewarded as he caught sight of a paler fish darting towards him. Trying a new tactic, his left paw came swooping in, scooping the fish up and onto the river bank rather than trying to catch it with his claws. Surprised at its success, the warrior watched the prey wriggle around on land for a moment before swiftly ending it. Not wanting to jinx his hunting, the warrior grabbed his two pieces and set them at his paws before glancing over at Graymist. "I'm sure they'll manage with all the ones I let get past me." The tom grumbled good-naturedly, rolling his eyes. "Now, with that being said, I think five fish is a job very well done and I'd rather not risk the embarrassment of losing five more. So if you're ready..." Aspencloud left the decision up to his female counterpart.

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[she-cat] [10 moons] [delicate flower] [relationship:n/a]
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☞BIRCHPAW pricked her ears at Lakepaw's words, her already fluffy pelt immediately almost doubling in size. The pretty young she-cat could feel a mixture of excitement and fear charging her, making her paws antsy. At Hawkfrost's words, the apprentice tried to mask her disappointment in the fact that she would have to watch the youngest cat rather than participate in what she could only assume would be an epic fight. Muttering under her breath, the lithe she-cat let her tail droop as she sulked towards a tall pine, her tail flicking at Lakepaw to follow. Unsheathing her claws Birchpaw easily slipped up the tree until she found a stable branch that was high enough out of reach where she could watch.

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[tom ] [21 moons] [strong, silent type] [relationship:n/a]
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☞HAWKFROST glanced over his shoulder as he heard Brackeneart's voice and the large tom immediately complied, slowing his brisk pace to a gentle jog. His ginger head swung back around as they neared the edge of their territory and there he dropped down to a walk, his white paws slipping among the pine needles. As they wove quietly through the trees, the warrior was on alert for any signs of trespassers or danger. As soon as he caught Lakepaw's voice, the scent of fox bathed his tongue. Hair beginning to rise along his shoulders, Hawkfrost halted and raised a stiffened tail, asking the others to do the same. Glittering green eyes narrowed, the warrior took in another breath, noting that the scent was indeed fresh. A familiar tingle of anticipation began to spread throughout his body, warming him from ear to tail tip. Hawfrost turned to look at his three companions, hair slowly rising. "Birchpaw, take Lakepaw to the nearest tree. Do not, under any circumstances, come down until either I or Brackenheart say so."The brutish tom waited for them to scurry off before turning to Brackenheart. "This is our territory and I do not intend on letting any other creature have it. Now, I suggest fighting it off seeing as we're two of the largest cats in the clan because slipping off might lead it to the camp. However, I'd like your opinion as well."

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Tom - Warrior - Tags; Hawkfrost
Dropping his nonchalant act immediately, Brackenheart stood at attention, ready to fend off any intruders. He could almost taste the mangy fox from where he was. Flicking his ears in thought, the tabby turned to Hawkfrost.

"I'll hate to agree with you, but you're right. Not to mention that if we scare it off, it can serve as a cautionary tale to other mutts that want to invade our territory," the tom said, hissing in the general direction of fox scent. It had been a while since his last proper fight, and Brackenheart itched to sink his teeth and claws into something more.. substantial. Bloodlust, some may call it. A different side to him that almost seems manical in comparison to his more easy-going personality.

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[tom ] [21 moons] [strong, silent type] [relationship:n/a]
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☞HAWKFROST could practically feel the buzzing of anticipation in his ears as Brackenheart agreed with his decision. The tom’s flaming prolly had risen across the ridge of his back and his tail had begun to grow, green eyes ablaze with the anticipation of what was to come. Long, sharp claws unsheathed and sunk into the soft earth underpaw, the pale light trickling through the trees glinting against his fangs as his lips curled back. A low, rumbling growl began in his throat, his muscles rippling and tending as the acrid scent of fox became ever stronger on his tongue, consuming his senses. Due to his sheer size, the warrior had always excelled more in fighting than anything else, applying his brute strength to the situation. Suddenly, a crunch to their left caught his attention, ears flicking first before his head followed, snapping quickly to catch sight of a rudder pelt slinking through the shadows. Hawkfrost spat in disgust; he had always held a special hatred for sly thieves that relied on the protection of darkness. ”Come on then you mangy fleabag!” The ginger tom snarled, his body low to the ground as he readied himself to pounce.

[Arsxene]

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Lakepaw
Shecat→6 moons→Apprentice→Tags;birchpaw,hawkfrost,brackenheart
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it happened so fast, excitment and fear rushed into her senses she unseaths her claws out of instinct once the scent was getting stronger. She quickly sheaths them hearing Hawkfrost's words feeling as dissapointment as birchpaw but she couldn't argue so she scurried after birchpaw.
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NightWhisper
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She left immediately after she hissed at the kit she soonly padded over to the field, maybe shell hunt aswell, but isnt that what everyone's doing? Theyre not even on hunting patrol. She flicked her ears and blinked pouncing over a rushing hare, she clawed at it and bit it, eventually killing it. She dropped it down the freshkill pile back in camp.