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Icestar
White tom with almost white eyes
"We will work together to fix this"
[Apprentice-] {Honeypaw}
[Crush-] {none}
[tags-] {no one}
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Foxtail
Rusty ticked tabby she-cat
"Good Morning, how are you?"
[Apprentice-] {Tealpaw}
[Crush-] {none}
[tags] {no one}
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Stormpaw
Solid black trans she-cat with yellow eyes.
"Can I help you? Do you need anything?"
[Mentor-] {Mudsplash}
[Crush-] {Leafpaw}
[tags-] {no one}
Lavenderpaw ❁
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14 moons // female //loc. camp // apprentice
mentor; Blackeye // mate; none //tags. -Open-
Lavenderpaw skipped around the dens, looking around in hopes she could help someone. She was dying to help out anyone-she just loved the feeling of pride that others granted her when she saw the smiles on their muzzles. She looked around, blinking and looking down. She skidded a bit more before bumping into someone. "Oh gosh! Sorry!" she squeaked, looking up at who she bumped into.
Sparrowtail ◈
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27 moons // female //loc. camp // warrior
app. none // mate; none //tags. -Open-
Sparrowtail let out a sigh, returning from a patrol while walking into the clearing calmly, her stance relaxed and careless while she padded into the clearing. She looked around to see some familiar faces, inhaling the fresh air. She walked back by the warriors den, sighing before going behind it for some shade, the sun lapped at her fur, her back burning. She winced while sitting down, she'd burnt her paw pads from accidentally stepping onto a thunderpath. She sighed out, hoping for some company.
Crowclaw ♕
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29 moons // male //loc. camp // warrior
app. none // mate; none //tags. -Open-
Crowclaw stretched, the tom looking around as he enjoyed the heat on his back. He looked around, walking to a shaded spot to sip from a small puddle from a small rainshower the other day. He felt refreshed, the fur around his muzzle wetting. He stood up and flicked his tail, turning around and colliding with someone. "Oh my, I apologize"

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