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The tom rose from his slumber and groggily made his way into the clearing. He wasn't super hungry yet, so he began to groom his fur. Gorsetail used long and careful strokes to get the dust and moss out. He enjoyed grooming, so he often dragged it out as long as he could. Not only did this give him something to do, but he always looked nice afterwards.
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The ginger tabby shecat was still asleep in her nest. Hissingcobra always slept in late, as she was not a morning gal. She didn't dream, at least nothing she could remember, but her whiskers still twitched from the immense satisfaction she got from just being unconscious. Some would describe her as lazy, however that isn't the case. She's extremely productive when she does work, but she just waits until later in the day to do anything.

α΄α΄α΄α΄Ι’Κα΄Ι΄α΄α΄α΄ wrote:Cherrytail
ββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββ( thirty moons ) ( molly ) ( warrior ) ( located: camp )
Cherrytail almost seemed to be pouting. Her brother always picked on her, though they both knew it was all in good fun. Still, Emberstar was much less annoying to be around. βWhatever, old bat.β She smirked. βOld bat? Weβre the same age, you mouse-brain!β Lionheart cried, shaking his head. βActually, youβre the oldest by five minutes.β Cherrytail shot back.Lionheart
ββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββ( thirty moons ) ( tom ) ( warrior ) ( located: camp )
Lionheart sighed, trying to seem disappointed, but was unable to keep the grin off of his face. Cherrytail was the most stubborn cat he knew, besides maybe Emberstar, and he loved her for that. βI apologize for my sisterβs behavior. She ran into a tree as a kit.β He whispered to Rosewing, shooting Cherrytail a playful glare.Robinpaw
ββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββ( eleven moons ) ( tom ) ( apprentice ) ( located: camp )
Robinpaw looked up as Crowpaw joined them. His eyes flickered back to Lilypaw for a moment, watching her closely. His eyes were wide and observant, taking in her every movement. Something about the relationship between her and her mentor threw him off. Perhaps he was just jealous. He turned his attention back to Crowpaw, nodding awkwardly. βSure...β Robinpaw replied, forcing a smile.




α΄α΄α΄α΄Ι’Κα΄Ι΄α΄α΄α΄ wrote:Cherrytail
ββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββ( thirty moons ) ( molly ) ( warrior ) ( located: camp )
Cherrytail almost seemed to be pouting. Her brother always picked on her, though they both knew it was all in good fun. Still, Emberstar was much less annoying to be around. βWhatever, old bat.β She smirked. βOld bat? Weβre the same age, you mouse-brain!β Lionheart cried, shaking his head. βActually, youβre the oldest by five minutes.β Cherrytail shot back.Lionheart
ββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββ( thirty moons ) ( tom ) ( warrior ) ( located: camp )
Lionheart sighed, trying to seem disappointed, but was unable to keep the grin off of his face. Cherrytail was the most stubborn cat he knew, besides maybe Emberstar, and he loved her for that. βI apologize for my sisterβs behavior. She ran into a tree as a kit.β He whispered to Rosewing, shooting Cherrytail a playful glare.Robinpaw
ββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββ( eleven moons ) ( tom ) ( apprentice ) ( located: camp )
Robinpaw looked up as Crowpaw joined them. His eyes flickered back to Lilypaw for a moment, watching her closely. His eyes were wide and observant, taking in her every movement. Something about the relationship between her and her mentor threw him off. Perhaps he was just jealous. He turned his attention back to Crowpaw, nodding awkwardly. βSure...β Robinpaw replied, forcing a smile.




long live the king wrote:x
xππ«ππ¦ππ₯πππ¨π¨π ββββ β β wise counselor. β_____________________________________________i. male ii. twenty-two moons iii. warrior iv. location: camp v. feeling: content
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the brown tom quietly lay in the warrior's den, his tail curled tightly around his muscular build. rumbleclaw's golden eyes opened, stepping out of the den. he stretched his limbs out, parting his lips to yawn. as he looked around, his eyes landed on the fresh-kill pile. he huffed, noticing it was a bit short on prey. while he was hungry, he didn't want to take anything if someone else needed more. he pulls his paw to his face, giving it a small lick before dragging it over his face. he watched as other cats woke and walked by him to move on with their day. he'd give them a small bow of his head to give a silent hello and then continue on grooming himself.
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xππ«ππππππ’π₯ ββββ β β beautiful and pure of heart. β_____________________________________________i. female ii. fourteen moons iii. warrior iv. location: camp v. feeling: tired
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gracetail groans as the sun makes its way into the warrior's den. she was in no way, shape or form, a morning cat. she'd sleep until sunhigh if she could. however, her clan needed her and she couldn't be too lazy. as she tiredly walked from the den, she sighed as she looked around. everyone was already so awake and ready to start the day, including her younger brother, crowpaw. he was always ready to learn and care for his clan. this made the shecat very happy. she raised him well and she hoped her mother and father would agree.. wherever they were.
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α΄α΄α΄α΄Ι’Κα΄Ι΄α΄α΄α΄ wrote:Cherrytail
ββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββ( thirty moons ) ( molly ) ( warrior ) ( located: camp )
Cherrytail almost seemed to be pouting. Her brother always picked on her, though they both knew it was all in good fun. Still, Emberstar was much less annoying to be around. βWhatever, old bat.β She smirked. βOld bat? Weβre the same age, you mouse-brain!β Lionheart cried, shaking his head. βActually, youβre the oldest by five minutes.β Cherrytail shot back.Lionheart
ββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββ( thirty moons ) ( tom ) ( warrior ) ( located: camp )
Lionheart sighed, trying to seem disappointed, but was unable to keep the grin off of his face. Cherrytail was the most stubborn cat he knew, besides maybe Emberstar, and he loved her for that. βI apologize for my sisterβs behavior. She ran into a tree as a kit.β He whispered to Rosewing, shooting Cherrytail a playful glare.




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