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[flamingember]

𝐸𝓂𝒷𝑒𝓇𝓈𝓉𝑜𝓇𝓂

𝐓𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐤|𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐫|𝐅𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞|𝐀𝐬𝐞𝐱𝐮𝐚𝐥|𝟏𝟗 𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐬|𝐃𝐮𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐒𝐡𝐞𝐩𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐝|𝐀𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐞: 𝐍𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐩𝐚𝐰|𝐓𝐚𝐠𝐬: None

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Emberstorm wandered deeper into the forest. She breathed in the cool crisp air of the night, and let her thoughts wander. She liked being alone, especially at night. It was peaceful. She trotted over to a dock plant and plucked off a rather big leaf. This would be where she places all the bedding to drag it back to camp. She went from tree to tree, gathering all the moss that she could find. She added the occasional feathers. Oooh, a black one! I'm going to add that to my collection! She always liked crows and ravens. Not sure why, but definitely not the fact that they eat crow-food. She looked at her pile on the dock leaf. It wasn't enough for Fallensnow. She gathered some more of the softest leaves and grasses that she could find. Emberstorm decided to head back. She was feeling tired after the long day. Maybe there are some extra bedding back home.

[Firelight_AA]

Nightpaw/8 moons/Apprentice/black gsd/bi/open/tags: Daisypup

"I think you'd be a good apprentice too."

[Ember1989]

Daisypup | She dog| Golden Labrador Retriever| six moons| Tag:Nightpaw

“I’ll do my best.” Daisypup said. “Has anyone been made an apprentice early?” She asked, just curious. She could wait. She wanted to take care of the pups for as long as she could.

[Firelight_AA]

Nightpaw/8 moons/Apprentice/black gsd/bi/open/tags: Daisypup

"Hmm... I don't know." He appreciated Daisypup as a distraction from the chaos going around.

[Ember1989]

Daisypup | She dog| Golden Labrador Retriever| six moons| Tag:Nightpaw

“We’re you nervous about becoming an apprentice? I’m not bothered with not being one just yet. I enjoy helping Fallensnow with her pups. Even if they are still too young to do much.” Daisypup said. She was glad to have the pups and Nightpaw to distract her from the chaos within the pack.

[Firelight_AA]

Nightpaw/8 moons/Apprentice/black gsd/bi/open/tags: Daisypup

"Maybe a little."

[Queen of flames]

Ashpaw
thunderpack - male - alaskan klee kai - medicine dog apprentice - Willowstep - crush: open - tags: Willowstep

He peeked out of the medicine dogs den, silently listening to what they were being talked about, perking his ears when heard someone saying that Moosestar was being dead '...dead? Just like that? What's going on?' he thought himself turning to where Willowstep was "Willowstep? Did you hear that?" he asked his mentor still very sceptical about the fact that the leader was fully dead...maybe he just lost a life...

Fallensnow
thunderpack - female - samoyed dog - dam - n/a - crush: open - tags: Daisypup, Nightpaw, Badgerstrike

She made a look toward the Badgerstrike who approved her with a sudden words, at a moment she felt like they were talking a different language as she didn't really get what he said "no need to worry about that, my pups are too young to understand actually anything yet" she said to him, not really understanding what was going on "fine..." she said.

[Ember1989]

Daisypup | She dog| Golden Labrador Retriever| six moons| Tag:Nightpaw

“Do you think you could teach me the basics of being an apprentice, so I know a bit?” She asked, not wanting to be the only apprentice who doesn’t know what she is doing wrong.

[Firelight_AA]

Nightpaw/8 moons/Apprentice/black gsd/bi/open/tags: Daisypup

"That's what mentors are for, but sure I teach you a little bit."

[RogueRunner]

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M O U S E H E A R T
( ♂ ) - ( Yorkshire Terrier mongrel ) - ( Omega ) - ( ThunderPack ) - ( 11 moons old ) - ( Apprentice: None ) - ( Bisexual ) - ( No romance ) - ( Tags: Badgerstrike )
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The tiny dog couldn't quite see beyond the chaos that was his own Pack until one's voice rose above the commotion, strong and authoritative. It was Badgerstrike's. If he was honest with himself, Mouseheart didn't really know Badgerstrike very well at all, to the point that he had almost forgotten his name. Then again, who did Mouseheart know well? Either way, he seemed relatively calm and collected, his words demanding attention. Mouseheart's ears flattened and his eyes narrowed as he stared up at him from a distance, feeling even smaller due to his placement in the mouth of the medicine den. What was worse, Mouseheart didn't even know if he genuinely cared or if he was faking it to gain a lost Pack's favor; he may not even be a dog worthy of the size and strength he'd been born with. Even if he was, it didn't make it any easier to see it, easily taking control of a hectic situation so soon after they'd lost a leader the omega had barely cared about. Grunting quietly in annoyance, he limped his way out of camp to get some time to himself where there wasn't constant screaming or reassuring by big dogs that assumed they knew best. He was confidant he wouldn't be noticed.