- π»π¨π΅πΊππ»π―πΆπΉπ΅ β short hair white and black patched with green eyes. blind in left eye.
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[ 15 moons ] - [ molly ] - [ medicine cat ] - [ no crush/mate ] - [ med den ] - [ mentions: ----- ] - [ tags: sagefur ]
at her question, the molly thought for a moment or two. "if they're active then it won't be today unless the activity lowers. usually, when it does that indicates you are going to probably have them. they shouldn't be completely still in there though if they're so active, a small kick here or there will still be felt." she explained to the queen. "are you in need of anything?" the medicine cat questioned next as she glanced around the den.
- π©π¬π¨πΉπͺπ³π¨πΎ β large long hair classic gray tabby with amber eyes
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[ 63 moons ] - [ tom ] - [ warrior ] - [ no crush/mate ] - [ outside camp ] - [ mentions: serpentpaw ] - [ tags: sprucepaw ]
so they would be going hunting? bearclaw didn't necesarily want to take his apprentice to hunt, it seemed rather repetitive to have so many cats out doing so right now, even if the fresh kill pile was slightly low. he sighed and caught the last of the deputy's words and it was said that serpentpaw would be joining them. well that added to his original plan he held for his own apprentice and now with another under his wing, it would be quite easy. giving his chest fur a few licks, he knew serpentpaw would follow regardless of if she wanted to since the deputy had told her what to do. "sprucepaw, let's go. you're going to work on some fighting techniques first and you'll have a cat around your size to do so." he said to him as he headed for the camp entrance, his gaze briefly going towards serpentpaw.
- π³π°πΆπ΅π«πΌπΊπ» β muscular long hair orange tabby with amber eyes.
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[ 20 moons ] - [ tom ] - [ warrior ] - [ mate: sorrelsqueak ] - [ warriors den ] - [ mentions: ---- ] - [ tags: cloudcover. ]
the slightly chilly air didn't really bother the thick furred tom. it had yet to get truly cold for him but that could be said differently for the cats that did not have such a thick long pelt like he did. his mouth was slightlt ajar as he took in the scents around him, searching for anything fresh. prey would still be out and about preparing for the cold with the plants that could still tolerate the lack of warmth. at first, he thought that his mind was playing tricks on him but the tom did spot a flash of reddish feathers. "cloudcover." he whispered for a moment as he paused, indicating she should do the same with his tail. the strong scent of pheasant soon flooded his senses and a grin crossed his feathers for a moment. a pheasant could at least feed three cats depending on its size and they weren't too commonly found on the territory, especially this time of year. he glanced towards the molly for a moment as he developed a plan. "you flank to the left and i'll go right, try and steer it towards me and we can both go in for the take down." the ginger tom explained to her in a low voice. as long as the wind didn't change, they would at least have a chance of surprise and catching it off guard.