🌿 WillowClan; Warrior's Romance // Always Accepting

[friskie]

L U N A P E L T

she-cat ; 31 moons ; medicine cat ; tags

Lunapelt was peacefully lying infront of 'her' den, watching the small amount of activity going on. She was curled into a 'C' as her tail slowly flicked; she was resting before the whole clan finally woke up and it wouldn't be quiet anymore.
Even though she hid behind an emotionless expression, she actually cared for the other medicine cat and the two apprentices, so she left them alone for now instead of waking them up.

[l i o n.]

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♚‡ W R E N T A L O N.
[she-cat] [37 moons] [thoughtful observer] [relationship: Oakfern]
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☞WRENTALON awoke suddenly from her dream, the scent of the forest and fresh prey lingering long enough to torture her. The calico she-cat blinked the sleep from her bleary, green eyes and let out a quiet yawn. Always one to rise early, the hunter stood in her nest, feeling the satisfying cracks as she stretched her spine, claws kneading contentedly into the material beneath her paws. Turning towards the entrance to the den, she made sure to step lightly among her fellow cats before emerging from the entrance, thick pelt brushing against its sides. Though her pelt appeared full, it betrayed a lithe form beneath, agile and well-suited for hunting. For just a moment, she let herself absorb the damp heat of the rising sun before glancing over her shoulder into the shadowy den she shared with the others. Wrentalon noted where Oakfur was curled up in the nest beside her and the she-cat cocked her head thoughtfully. Turning on her haunches, the hunter trotted easily towards Quietstar, maintaining an appropriate distance as she proceeded to groom her untamed coat. She was always one that believed appearance impacted performance. Wrentalon glanced up at Eaglefrost, their similar green eyes meeting, her own narrowing as she watched how her brother interacted with his mate.

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♚‡ B E A R P A W.
[tom] [13 moons] [hothead] [relationship:n/a]
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☞BEARPAW was never one to sleep in past sunrise, and today was no exception. So here he was, pushing past all of the apprentices curled up in the den, growling under his breath at the problems the tightness of the place posed for him and his broad body. Already annoyed for the day, the young tom gave no thought to those sleeping around him, slipping on tails and padding on paws. Finally, he made it to the front of the den, relief washing over him as he shoved into the daylight, happy to escape the musty confines of the murky apprentice's sleeping quarters. The dark gray tom stretched out in the camp, relishing in the amount of room there was to stretch freely. A quick once over of his pelt made sure that all of the wild tufts were subdued. He made his way towards the warrior's den, opting to wait just outside for his mentor as he wasn't willing to miss a moment of his crucial training, especially this close to his warrior ceremony. A proud glint flickered in his sharp gaze as he paced impatiently back and forth across the packed earth beneath his paws.

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♚‡ E A G L E F R O S T.
[tom ] [37 moons] [strong, silent type] [relationship: Quietstar]
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☞EAGLEFROST had risen with the sun and, unable to return to sleep, had padded easily out into the forest, moving through the mist of early morning as quietly as a shadow. Jaws parted, he let the scents of the world around him glide across his tongue. The young tom had decided that his misfortune would be the clan's gain; despite being a warrior, he was always interested in honing his skills, and hunting held immense potential for developing tactics. Having been a part of the clan for his entire life, the warrior knew that there could never be enough food for the many mouths to feed back at camp. The large, ginger warrior glanced at the hole he'd dug to store his freshly caught prey for now, making sure that much of the scent was masked and that it had been hidden from sight. Pale, green eyes blinked slowly, the white tip of his tail twitching ever so slightly as his ears shifted about the forest. Eaglefrost jerked his head to the left, pausing as he caught the familiar rustling of a squirrel. Though he may not have been the fastest warrior in the clan, he was known for being quiet and graceful on his feet, and his strength easily made up for his shortcomings in swiftness. Dropping to the ground, Eaglefrost slunk towards the unsuspecting prey, using the wind to his advantage as he made sure his scent remained downwind of the squirrel. Finally, he crested the small slope and glanced down at the sparse brush just below him, immediately spotting the creature, feeling its paws thudding against the ground. Eyes narrowing, the warrior ran his tongue absently across his muzzle, the muscles in his hind end bunching together before he sprang through the air towards the prey. Naturally, the squirrel sensed him just before it was too late and took off across the dew littered landscape. Eaglefrost pelted after it, his heartbeat roaring in his ears as he relished in the chase. It took him a few sharp turns and scattered sprints up tree trunks, but eventually the warrior overpowered the squirrel and ended its life quickly, quietly thanking the prey for its sacrifice. The fiery tom grabbed the squirrel by the neck, carrying the fairly meaty prize back to camp before making his way back to the hole where he'd buried two mice. Once permanently back in the walls of his home, the strong warrior noticed his mate had awoken. Grabbing one of the freshly caught mice, he padded towards her, laying it at her feet. "Good morning Quietstar." Eaglefrost greeted politely, sitting beside the pretty she-cat and watching the clan come to life.

[Queen of flames]

Flamepelt
tom - senior warrior - 62 moons - apprentice: none - assigned mate: tba - crush: open - tags: none

Curling at his nest the large ginger tom just turned to his other side, snoring as he sleeped.

Rayfeather
tom - warrior - 32 moons - apprentice: none - assigned mate: Cherrynose - crush: Quietstar - tags: open

He padded out of the Warriors den, scretching and yawning. Blinking his deep golden eyes as he looked around spotting the pretty she leader sitting next to her den. He groomed his pelt guickly, before desiced to go to say hello to her, but after noticing her mate Eaglefrost getting there before him. He stopped with a deep sight and glanced elsewhere.

Lightningwing
she - Queen - 30 moons - apprentice: none - assigned mate: Lumbertail - crush: open - tags: Starlingkit, Firekit

Yawning she opened her eyes, looking to the two kits, which one still left for her dead sister Yellowflower. Sitting up she shaked her long golden pelt, glancing at the kits again "Starlingkit, Firekit? What are you two doing?" she asked as she noticed them starring one of the queens Riverpool.

Snowpaw
she - apprentice - 11 moons - mentor: Pearchwing - assigned mate: n/a - crush: open - tags: open

Sighing she padded out of the apprentices den, shooked her pelt and scretched. Glancing at the clearning she without any hesitate padded into the fresh kill pile and take on of the smallest vole out of there. She glanced around the camp as she eated the prey.

Starlingkit
tom - kit - 5 moons - mentor: n/a - assigned mate: n/a - crush: open - tags: Lightningwing, (Riverpool)

He sat next to his sister Firekit, starring toward the queen Riverpool, flicking his ears toward his aunt "Umm nothing...itäs just weird" he murmured curiously "Riverpool's tummy is moving, it's like there is fish who can get out" he murmured silently.

Firekit
she - kit - 5 moons - mentor: n/a - assigned mate: n/a - crush: open - tags: Lightningwing, (Riverpool)

She rolled her eyes at her brothers comment "Of course her tummy is moving, it's moves as she breath, you dummy" she meowed hissing lightly as she looked to the queen "There is no fish on her tummy, it's just...the kits are playing there I guess" she murmured thogutfully.

[friskie]

L U N A P E L T

she-cat ; 31 moons ; medicine cat ; tags basically everyone in the nursery

"I should probably check out the Kits, queens and elders.." The she-cat muttered to herself, slowly standing up and shaking her messy fur.
Walking at a steady place, she made her way to the Nursery, pushing through the entrance. Softening her glare so she won't scare any kits, she peeked in, tail flicking. "Good morning. Feeling okay?" She questioned softly, in case anyone was still asleep.

[appleseabloom]

Skypaw // She-cat // 6 1/2 moons // Med. Cat Apprentice // crush: open // tags: Lunapelt, nursery
After waking, Skypaw sat up groggily. She stretched her forepaws out in front of her with a content purr, and she looked around the den. She saw that her mentor was gone and padded out into camp when she spotted Lunapelt by the nursery. Hurriedly, Skypaw moved to her side to try and offer any assistance.

Owlpaw // Tom // 9 moons // Apprentice // crush: open // tags: Hawktalon
After he woke, Owlpaw quickly popped out of the apprentice den, ready for the day. He found his mentor quickly and made his way over. "Good morning, Hawktalon. W-what, um, are we doing today?" the young tom asked.

Rippledawn // She-cat // 19 moons // Hunter // crush: Willowmist // tags: open
Rippledawn was curled up in her nest, snoring loudly. In her dreams, she was swimming, and in the den, her legs started to flail wildly, kicking moss up and severely mis-shaping her nest.

Pearpelt // Tom // 42 moons // Warrior // mate: Wolfheart // tags: open
Pearpelt was sitting in a quiet corner of camp grooming his fur. He occasionally glanced up and looked around for his mate, hoping to share something with her for breakfast.

[Nyverria]

She-cat|37 moons|Warrior|Crush: Open|Assigned: Pearpelt|Apprentice: Bearpaw|Tags: Bearpaw

➣ Wolfheart had been out out all night long in the forest strolling through the border of her territory. The grey tabby had soon returned to camp as the sun began to rise and saw her apprentice impatiently padding back and forth in front of the warrior's den. The Molly came up behind Bearpaw, "Impatient I see." She mewed quietly to her apprentice. Wolfheart then noticed her mate grooming himself in the corner of the camp. She flicked her tail as a signal to wait for her while she handled her apprentice before she came to greet her mate.

[l i o n.]

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♚‡ B E A R P A W.
[tom] [13 moons] [hothead] [relationship:n/a]
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☞BEARPAW whirled around as his mentor's soft voice reached his ears. Instinctively, his claws had flashed out and dug themselves into the packed earth beneath his paws. Recognizing her as a familiar face and no threat, the tom relaxed, his pale eyes glinting in the slowly intensifying sunlight. The large apprentice dipped his head as a sign of respect for Wolfheart, claws sheathed again as his body relaxed. "I'm so close to my ceremony I can practically taste it. I think we should drill as hard as we can until we get there. I have a moon, maybe even less before I join you as a warrior." The proud sooty gray tom absently puffed out his chest at the thought. Noticing her tail twitch, Bearpaw glanced over his shoulder to catch sight of Pearpelt. Restraining his own tail from lashing in frustration, the apprentice sat down, tucking himself together neatly, displaying a facade of calmness as he waited for instruction.

[Nyverria]

She-cat|37 moons|Warrior|Crush: Open|Assigned: Pearpelt|Apprentice: Bearpaw|Tags: Bearpaw

➣ Wolfheart knew how her prideful her apprentice was and got to know him during her time training him into a fine warrior. A purr rumbled in her throats knowing how close Bearpaw was to becoming a warrior and decided to train him hard today but before she would begin training, the grey tabby wanted to share tongues with her mate and hopefully Bearpaw would join them to eat before training. We will train soon after we eat to gather strength to last us all day if you want to train hard today Bearpaw." Wolfheart said in a calm tone as she noticed how eager in her apprentice's tone and attitude. "Come share prey with Pearpelt and I." The she-cat added as she walked over to the fresh-kill pile picking up a plump vole and headed over to her mate.

[Queen of flames]

Flamepelt
tom - senior warrior - 62 moons - apprentice: none - assigned mate: tba - crush: open - tags: none

Curling at his nest the large ginger tom just turned to his other side, snoring as he sleeped.

Rayfeather
tom - warrior - 32 moons - apprentice: none - assigned mate: Cherrynose - crush: Quietstar - tags: open

He padded out of the Warriors den, scretching and yawning. Blinking his deep golden eyes as he looked around spotting the pretty she leader sitting next to her den. He groomed his pelt guickly, before desiced to go to say hello to her, but after noticing her mate Eaglefrost getting there before him. He stopped with a deep sight and glanced elsewhere.

Lightningwing
she - Queen - 30 moons - apprentice: none - assigned mate: Lumbertail - crush: open - tags: Starlingkit, Firekit, (Lunapelt)

She sighed for her two adopted kits, stooding up when Lunapelt walked in and asking how the cats felt here. She was not tecnically a queen like Riverpool, Briarstorm or Nightleaf was, she was only temporary queen watching after her sister's kits "Starlingkit, Firekit stop bothering Riverpool, it's time to eat" she meowed flicking her tail as she looked the kits, sighing.

Snowpaw
she - apprentice - 11 moons - mentor: Pearchwing - assigned mate: n/a - crush: open - tags: open

Sighing she padded out of the apprentices den, shooked her pelt and scretched. Glancing at the clearning she without any hesitate padded into the fresh kill pile and take on of the smallest vole out of there. She glanced around the camp as she eated the prey.

Mintslash
agender - Hunter - 14 moons - apprentice: none - assigned mate: tba - crush: Creeksnap - tags: (Rippledawn), open

She just waked up and scretched her legs, looking at Rippledawn, which seemed to have very interesting dreams. Smilling she thought it was kind of cute, but little annoying to the ones who sleeped next to her.

Starlingkit
tom - kit - 5 moons - mentor: n/a - assigned mate: n/a - crush: open - tags: Lightningwing, (Riverpool), Lunaheart, Skypaw

He starred the tummy of Riverpool, lightly hissing to his sister "Don't call me dummy, both of use knows who is the more dummies for us" he smirkled to her. Flicking his ears as the meidicine cat and Skypaw walked in "Hello lunapelt, skypaw, I am fine, but she is ill" he meowed poking Firekit.

Firekit
she - kit - 5 moons - mentor: n/a - assigned mate: n/a - crush: open - tags: Lightningwing, (Riverpool), Lunaheart, Skypaw

She showed her tongue to Starlingkit, but got more serious when heared the Lunapelts voice "hmm...I am not ill?" she meowed to her Brother, rather pissed of, before walked to her aunt.

[Mythz]

Tumblespirit - Tom - 69 Moons - Apprentice: Larkpaw - Tags;; Open
Tumblespirit yawned before getting to his paws and stretching, the fur along his spine bristling.
He padded out of the den, careful not to disturb the others, and out into the warm sunlight.
Glancing around camp before making his way out into the forest.


Whitewhisker - Tom - 20 Moons - Mate: Peachwing - Tags;; Open
Whitewhisker had slept outside the camp, he still hadn't gotten used to the confined walls. He made his way through the forest before scenting mice and dropping into the hunters crouch. He pulled himself across the ground silently and pounced, catching the mouse in his jaws and killing it with a swift bite. He got to his paws and headed back to camp.




Leap - Tom - 13 Moons - Loner - Tags;; Stray Dogs

Leap yowled and jumped over a fallen log, the dogs' breath on his tail. He swerved around a large tree and went crashing into some brambles. The dog howled in triumph and dug it's teeth into Leap's neck. Leap yowled in pain and lashed out with his forepaw, catching the dog's nose and scarring a deep cut along it. As the dog loosened it's grip Leap ripped himself free and raced for the closest tree.