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[aerilax]

((mistypool is dead rip haha))
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Tom - Med. Cat Apprentice - Tags: Mistypool

Why were they there?
Shadowpaw was confused as well. Surely there couldn't be icicles during leafbare. It just didn't make any logical sense. "It should have melted off by now if they were normal icicles," Shadowpaw reasoned, trying to make sense of the whole situation. A realization dawned on him suddenly. "Mistypool, do you think it's related to your vision?"
Pawing at the icicles to try to brush them off the bush, Shadowpaw noticed, with growing horror, that parts of the foliage on the bush broke off with the icicles, almost looking like a chunk of the bush broke off on its own.

Mistypool decided to send Shadowpaw back to camp, while she examined the bush more thoroughly. She had been afraid that there were still cats that required medical attention that were still in camp.
After Mistypool dismissed him, Shadowpaw saw Jaysong and Brightsky at the entrance of camp. "What's going on, Jaysong?" the apprentice asked, twitching his ears in curiosity.

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She-cat - Warrior - Tags: Jaysong - Currently trying to evade responsibilities
Jaysong definitely had a better sense of smell then Brightsky, because it took her much longer to realise that the pungent scent belonged to a fox.

"I don't see any of them anywhere," Brightsky muttered, panicking slightly. The wounds on her back were starting to sting. "Is this how I'm going to die?" Whipping her head back, the she-cat started to wail loudly, pacing back and forth. She was definitely in too much of a hysterical state to answer Shadowpaw or do anything on her own.



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Tom - Warrior - Tags; Hawkfrost
Following suit, Brackenheart braced himself for the intruder, hackles raised, sharp claws digging into the earth. He didn't trust himself to speak; all that would come out would probably be unintelligible growls and spits. He decided to let Hawkfrost do the talking. They were so close to the mangy thing that all Brackenheart could smell was the overbearingly acridness of it.
The large, tabby warrior spotted the fox at the exact moment that Hawkfrost did, and his tail lashed impatiently, awaiting the exact moment he could dig his razor-sharp claws into some fox flesh.

It almost seemed like the mutt could read its mind, and it pounced out of the darkness first, hoping to gain the upper hand. Brackenheart couldn't help but smirk; it was going to be proven wrong in a matter of seconds. Flicking his head quickly to the side, Brackenheart exchanged a glance with the ginger warrior, amber eyes meeting green eyes. It was go time.


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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?"

[Skyhawk]

Silvermist

Female | Warrior | 26 moons | Tags: Sparrowfall, Silverpaw

Silvermist stifled a giggle as she watched Sparrowfall tumble into the river. He stomped out of the water, drenched. She smiled then walked over to him and gave his fur a few thorough licks. She had almost forgotten that his apprentice stood by her side. Silvermist was suddenly too lulled by his presence, captivated by the way the sun glinted off his eyes. Then, as the moment passed, she gave herself a shake. "Are you alright?" She asked, politely, "The water must be freezing!" She exclaimed, gazing back to the river!
Silvermist nudged Silverpaw, smirking playfully! They wouldn't let him off this one so easily!

Sparrowfall?

Robincall

Male | Warrior | 29 moons | Tags: Luckywish

Robincall bolted up right, finally awake and ridden from the nightmares. He looked around, seeing Luckywish dozing next to him and noticed a few other cats were sharing meals around camp. He realised, because of Swiftstar’s absence, he couldn’t go on a patrol yet. They’ve been a while, he noted.

[~Wildfire]

Echosong

[female - 26 moons - warrior - crush: robincall - tags: ravenwing]

She gave Ravenwing a soft smile and nodded, “Sure, I’d love to.” But before she padded off with the tom, she couldn’t help but glance back at Robincall, who was resting beside Luckywish. Maybe it’s for the best. she thought and turned away, lying down onto the grass beside Ravenwing.

Rowanflame

[male - 33 moons - warrior - crush: open - tags: open]

Rowanflame padded into camp, dropped off his fresh-kill and lied down in a sunny spot near the camp entrance. The sun's rays filtering through the leaves above warmed his pelt and he allowed himself a moment's rest.

[l i o n.]

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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 pricked his ears as he watched Graymist pad closer to him, waiting respectfully to see if the she-cat would initiate conversation first. For a few moments, they sat in amicable silence as they groomed themselves and he was content with her presence. Though he could be somewhat cold and calculating at times, the wiry tom loved the companionship of other interesting cats more than not, and his current friend was no exception. As he drew a damp paw over his ear, the gray warrior beside him began to speak. The raven colored warrior let his one white paw drop back to the earth, thudding dully against the packed dirt. At her first words, he tilted his head curiously, amber gaze fixed intently on her as his mind racked what it could possibly be. And then the rest came out and he rolled his eyes teasingly before narrowing them, assuming a playful attack position, tail twitching back and forth lightly. With a little smirk on his muzzle, the tom pounced and landed just in front of her, opting to nudge her with his shoulder than ruin her freshly groomed coat with a scuffle. "I must warn you. Should you choose to ever betray me like that for real, there shall be harsh consequences." Aspencloud assumed an air of mock cockiness, his head and tail held high as he looked down his snout at the she-cat.

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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(she's just hanging out in the tree so I'll wait on her. more creativity for the other two)

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♚‡ H A W K F R O S T.
[tom ] [21 moons] [strong, silent type] [relationship:n/a]
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☞HAWKFROST had been waiting for the fox to strike first, barely able to contain himself. His white-tipped tail had begun to lash impatiently, a growl settling low in his throat. Suddenly, the russet body emerged swiftly from the shadows, circling the pair of warriors more and more closely. The large ginger warrior would always despise the fighting tactics of the fox, how they tried slyness over strength and trickery over a tried and true battle. "Alright then fleapelt. Have it your way." The tom snarled, unable to control himself a moment longer, his glittering green eyes locked with Brackenheart's for a fleeting moment and he gave a curt nod of confirmation. If they were to do this, they'd have to cover the creature from both sides or corner him to ensure that it wouldn't slink off without at least a a few warning bites and scratches. Hawkfrost broke the circle, slipping around to the left side of the slightly bigger animal where he began to whack at it with strong strokes, his claws making contact with fur at first, and then flesh the closer and closer he got to the fox. "I want to push him there." The warrior yowled at Brackenheart, pointing with his tail to a broad, sloping tree trunk that made almost a nest-like shape just to the right of the other tom. Unfortunately, in his moment of distraction, the fox had lashed out with teeth exposed, catching the tom on the shoulder just enough to draw his crimson blood to the surface. Freshly enraged at the sight of his own blood, Hawkfrost turned on the fox and lunged,bowling into the creature's side where he pummeled him with both front paws.

[Skyhawk]

S i l v e r m i s t

Female | Warrior | 26 moons | Tags: Sparrowfall, Silverpaw

Silvermist stifled a giggle as she watched Sparrowfall tumble into the river. He stomped out of the water, drenched. She smiled then walked over to him and gave his fur a few thorough licks. She had almost forgotten that his apprentice stood by her side. Silvermist was suddenly too lulled by his presence, captivated by the way the sun glinted off his eyes. Then, as the moment passed, she gave herself a shake. "Are you alright?" She asked, politely, "The water must be freezing!" She exclaimed, gazing back to the river!
Silvermist nudged Silverpaw, smirking playfully! They wouldn't let him off this one so easily!

R o b i n c a l l

Male | Warrior | 29 moons | Tags: Luckywish, Echosong, Ravenwing

He watched as Echosong joined Ravenwing. He saw them laughing and talking. Something, somewhere gave him the urge to go over there, join them...join her. But a force tugged him back to Luckywish. He glanced at Ravenwing enviously but suddenly he wasn't there. It was just Echosong, persuading him to come to her. Robincall anxiously looked to Luckywish but she had moved. She was on the other side. The other side of what? He glanced down. He was perilously stuck half-way between two cliffs, hanging over an abyss. The chasm growing darker, the two sides growing further and further away. Voices below him, taunting him, teasing him until he chose a side. He blinked and the camp came back into focus. Robincall forced himself not to call out. Instead, he rushed through the entrance to camp, wanting to be far away in the warm paws of his sister. He sniffed the ground, picking up her familiar scent and sprinted off in search of Silvermist.

[Deucalion]

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

Ravenwing picked up the rabbit, the corners of his mouth twitching upwards. He lay down beside the she-cat, his pelt brushing hers, and dropped the prey in front of them. "Ladies first." He said with a charming smile.

[~Wildfire]

Echosong

[female - 26 moons - warrior - crush: robincall - tags: ravenwing, robincall]

Echosong chuckled and took a bite of the rabbit, the delicious taste making her purr. She hadn't eaten since she woke up and rabbit meat was her favorite. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed Robincall looking their way and she glanced his way, their gazes meeting for a few fleeting heartbeats. The moment shattered when the tom turned and dashed out of camp. Suddenly, Echosong felt bad. Ravenwing was being nice to her and here she was, completely ignoring him because of Robincall. Shaking her head, she pushed thoughts of Robincall to the back of her mind and focused on the tabby tom next to her. "You'd better start eating or there won't be anything left." she joked, taking another bite of their meal.

Rowanflame

[male - 33 moons - warrior - crush: open - tags: open]

Rowanflame padded into camp, dropped off his fresh-kill and lied down in a sunny spot near the camp entrance. The sun's rays filtering through the leaves above warmed his pelt and he allowed himself a moment's rest.

[aerilax]

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Tom - Warrior - Tags; Hawkfrost
As the fox circled the pair, Brackenheart grew more tense, his paws anticipating the right moment to attack.
Brackenheart hated how those flea-ridden animals resorted to low life tactics to defeat their opponents. It took him back to those days when he was an alley cat himself, in a rogue clan where he learnt to fight dirty.

As Hawkfrost yowled to him, advancing towards the fox, claws ripping into its pelt, Brackenheart watched in horror as the mutt bit the other warrior. That thing surely had sharp teeth, and in that split second where it gaped its jaw wide open to wound Hawkfrost, Brackenheart saw the inside of its mouth, all rotted in its glory. He briefly wondered whether Hawkfrost would get an infection from that.

Snapping back to the present, he glanced quickly in the direction the ginger warrior had gestured to. Alright. Pouncing onto the fox with his claws out, Brackenheart grabbed its dirty scruff with his teeth, and attempted to pull the fox off Hawkfrost. Although he was of a rather large build, he still found it challenging to do so, with the fox writhing around so much. Finally managing to get a better grip of its neck, Brackenheart hauled the yowling beast off Hawkfrost. In such a vulnerable position, the fox was able to reach around and snap at Brackenheart's chest, sinking rotting teeth into soft flesh. Stumbling backwards, Brackenheart stood back to back with Hawkfrost. Batting at the fox's head with his claws unsheathed to keep him at bay, Brackenheart hissed at the intruder. "He seems weakened enough. What do you say we chase him over to that spot?" His voice sounded off, and it seemed like his words came out as more of a growl. Brackenheart swallowed, and regretted it almost instantly, spitting out fox hairballs.

[Evergreentheclam]

Featherheart|30 moons|she/her|warrior|Tags: open

Featherheart is in camp taking a small cat nap. She decides to wake up and go hunting. She pads out the camp and into the territory and stretches. "Its good to be out the camp for once." she tells herself. She runs out and stops to take a breathe. She sniffs the air for prey, a mouse, hare, or anything.

[l i o n.]

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♚‡ H A W K F R O S T.
[tom ] [21 moons] [strong, silent type] [relationship:n/a]
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☞HAWKFROST blinked for a moment, regaining his composure and recognizing his surroundings as the weight of the mangy beast was lifted off of him. Relief washed over him for only a moment before fluttering away as reality came crashing down again. The broad, ginger tom watched as the fox lunged at Brackenheart, a newfound sense of rage welling inside of him at the idea of one of his clanmates being put in danger. Horrified, he was unable to stop those aged teeth from catching the other tom and could only watch on with disgust as the fox released. A need to protect overwhelmed him as the pathetic creature slink off a few tail lengths to attend to some of its wounds. The warrior nodded to Brackenheart, his muscles contracting before he took off full force at the fox, his hind legs propelling his strong body forward. Hawkfrost pushed off of the ground with those back legs and flew at the creature, front paws outstretched and claws flashing in the dim light of the pine forest. Instantly, he felt teeth meet his muzzle in the fox's last attempt to defend himself, but the warrior was unfazed, his own claws sinking deep into the shoulders of the beast. With as much force as he could muster, the tom pulled his face away from the fleapelt, disgusted by its acrid aroma that engulfed him. By throwing his weight down towards the earth, his claws dragged down along the russet pelt as he went. Once his paws finally hit the nettled earth, Hawkfrost was satisfied with the clumps of fox fur and blood that collected beneath his talons. Now, he left it up to Brackenheart to finish off the desperate creature, the sting of his own wounds coming to fruition as his adrenaline subsided. The flame colored tom receded a bit, panting from their exhaustive efforts as he tried to recuperate a bit, just in case his fellow warrior needed assistance in the last drive.