🌙 ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴇᴡ ᴍᴏᴏɴᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ 🌙 CLOSED

[stormythecloud]

Spottedpaw
{ She-cat ~ Apprentice ~ 8 moons ~ tags: Petalpaw, Tempestpaw }

Spottedpaw let out a loud purr thinking about her sister's dream, she was nearly licking her muzzle just ready to taste hare. She blinked back as she tried to come back to reality rather daydreaming about her sisters dream. "I really hope you're right Tempestpaw, you made me even more hungry," She sighs out and nodded her head.

"I'd be happy with going all together long as our mentors agree. I'm sure if we ask them since Mistwing is still asleep she'll be able to come with us. I don't think Cloudfoot would get mad though." She knew of her father's feud with the deputy but didn't understand why. She remembers Cloudfoot coming around them a lot when they were younger kits before he was made deputy. She had even been hoping that he was going to be her mentor until being disappointed at their ceremonies.

[wildsight]

( ♛ ) ＳＴＯＲＭＰＡＷ ( ♛ )
ＤＡＲＫ ＴＡＢＢＹ ＭＯＬＬＹ ＷＩＴＨ ＷＨＩＴＥ ＵＮＤＥＲＳＩＤＥ ＡＮＤ ＡＭＢＥＲ ＥＹＥＳ
( ten moons ) ( female ) ( medicine cat apprentice ) ( concerned ) ( camp ) ( mentions/none ) ( rowanheart )

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Stormpaw watched her mentor closely, feeling bad for the tom. It was the job of the medicine cats to help heal injured or sick cats, but without herbs they were pretty much useless. The word was awful. But it was also true, that without herbs they couldn't do a thing. And without prey everyone else was pretty much the same, even the strongest warriors were beginning to look awfully thin. Her gaze once again, became glazed over as she thought about the future. If, things didn't get better soon the clan would perish. There was no way any creature could survive during these conditions. Much less, with the dreaded season leafbare stalking them like a warrior would while hunting prey. Just the mention made her stomach growl, but they didn't have much prey to spare. She knew some others had probably gone without eating for awhile, but if this didn't stop soon everyone would have to. That would only lead to the end for the clan. She turned back to Rowanheart, regaining her bearings. "We should head out soon then. No time to waste.", she said, gazing at her mentor with questioning eyes wondering if they should go ahead and leave or not.

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( ♛ ) ＲＡＶＥＮＳＩＧＨＴ ( ♛ )
ＬＡＲＧＥ， ＤＡＲＫ ＣＯＬＯＲＥＤ ＭＯＬＬＹ ＷＩＴＨ ＳＩＬＶＥＲ ＨＩＧＨＬＩＧＨＴＳ， ＡＮＤ ＡＭＢＥＲ ＥＹＥＳ
( fifty moons ) ( female ) ( warrior ) ( irritable ) ( camp ) ( mentions/none ) ( open )

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Ravensight stalked out of the warriors den, her amber gaze gleaming in the morning light. Her eyes narrowed, as she scanned the camp's activity. The clan wasn't at its best that was for sure. Everyone seemed to be scrawnier than usual. Of course, Ravensight never saw the clan in the same light as her clanmates. Truth be told, the large molly was smaller and weaker than usual, clearly the shortage of prey and with their virtually being no water the whole clan was suffering and it was becoming noticeable. She sat down near the entrance to the warriors den, and glanced skyward for a few moments. Starclan had left them, even though she never had much faith in Starclan before to begin with. Now her little faith had been completely lost, and now they were on their own. She guessed it would be everyone for themselves soon enough. She swiped her tongue over her muzzle, and turned her gaze back to the camp. Surely, everyone would be fighting for every last bit of prey they could get, but just as they were struggling so was the prey itself. Prey was small and scrawny with barely enough meat to feed a kit with, much less a apprentice, and even more so a warrior. She let out a heavy breath, wondering if she should go on a hunting trip even though she knew, she probably wouldn't return with anything. She tapped her tail on the ground, before rising to her paws. She would wait around for a few more moments, before making her decision, perhaps be placed on a patrol, even though she despised them.

[Nepeta Lejion]

Rockhopper

Male/gay/single/Tags: Blizzardclaw

Rockhopper tiled his head in a thoughtfull way. "huh. i-i guess i d-did" he smiled as he passed the apprentances, noticing the way spottedpaw and her sisters looked at them, the then turned to Blizzardclaw before the left the camp. "Do you mind ad-adding three app-apprentinces to our little group? I know it was so-sopost to b-be just u-us, but i-its been a-a while sin-since all of u-us ha-have been together." He lightly tapped the other tom with his tail. "w-we can t-take a walk af-after if y-your still u-up for it."

[p e a c h y]

Ｒｏｗａｎｈｅａｒｔ

{ tom - medicine cat - 33 moons - crush; open - tags; stormpaw }

» Rowanheart nodded, whipping around somewhat quickly to head out of their den. He made a quick glance back, memorizing which herbs they might need to gather the most of and connecting that with their known locations. ❝Do you think we'll need help carrying them all?❞ He questioned. They did have a lot that they could get, and making the most out of this trip would make the most sense. Though it would be helpful, at the same time he wondered if hunting was more of a priority for the other cats. Still debating it in his head, the ginger tom turned to his apprentice for her opinion.

Ｃｉｎｄｅｒｓｔｅｐ

{ she-cat - warrior - 40 moons - crush; open - tags; shallowclaw }

» Cinderstep, finally escaping her sad daydream, rose to her paws and trotted out of the warriors den. Her eyes blinked to adjust to the coming sunlight as she gazed around the camp. Most, if not all, of the cats looked pained in some way, whether it be with the thoughts of starvation, thirst, etc. She hated watching her clan like this. With a sigh, she turned and noticed Shallowclaw longingly laying next to the waterhole. The tabby she-cat gingerly made her way over to him. ❝Hi!❞ She exclaimed cheerfully, hoping to brighten the mood.

[stormythecloud]

Blizzardclaw
{ Tom ~ Warrior ~ 38 moons ~ tags: Rockhopper, Cinderstep,Shallowclaw }

"I know you did, you helped me when Bluestream passing and to focus on the kits," He told the other tom as they came to a stop at the edge of camp near the entrance. He sighed and glanced back at his litter, he did want them all to come but he could tell something was bothering his friend. "Yeah maybe we can have them tag along, but I'm not sure if their mentors had plans with them for today. Two of them are right there," He told him as he noticed Cinderstep and Shallowclaw together. He hoped Wolfpaw would be fine with the morning off, he would train him later in the day after the clan was fed.

"Long as you promise me that walk and to tell me what's bothering you," he told his friend and licked his shoulder before leading them over to Cinderstep and Shallowclaw. "Would you two mind if we take Spottedpaw and Tempestpaw out for some hunting? I suppose you haven't seen Mistwing yet too?"

[AntCall]

[ShallowClaw-27-warrior-mentor of TempestPaw-tom-big brother DoveWatcher-tags Ｃｉｎｄｅｒｓｔｅｐ,Blizzardclaw]

He closed his eyes, trying to go back to sleep. thats when he heard a loud meow next to him. He jumped up hissing pawing the air, startled. as he looked around himself he saw who it was and calmed a little, he was still a little scared. sitting down he sighs. ignoring her her, he just wanted his brother. he layed back down and sulked some more. not wanting to talk. he was soo hungry, he didnt know what to do. he felt, he felt all small and fragile. he knew ignoring the she cat was wrong, and his brother might be mad at him for it, MIGHT. he wasnt quiet sure, lifting his head up he looks down at the mollys chest, afraid to look in the eyes of a molly "hi" he simply said

Shallowclaws ears perked up, hunting? hed like to go hunting "no...i dont mind..." you could tell there was a little disapointment in his voice as he answered them, he looked to his apprentice, and watched her, wishing, she wanted to hunt with him. well, its not her fault, hes just quiet


[BanditPaw-9-apprentice- apprentice to DoveWatcher-molly-tags Tempestpaw, Petalpaw, Spottedpaw ]


As everyone starts to go off doing their own stuff. her eyes go down and she sighs. she wished she had friends. no she does, she just needs to talk to them. getting on her four paws she slowly approaches them "he, hey guys" she smiles sweetly and licks her nose nervously

[DragonQ]

name ;; hawktalon
age ;; 24 moons
rank ;; warrior
location ;; sierraclan camp
feeling ;; hungry, tired, confused
tagged ;; Ravensight, mentions Rowanheart
form

His dreams were usually disturbing, but understandably so. He felt so horribly guilty at barely recalling the faces of his deceased kin. Hawktalon never discussed it, as he felt it would be silly to burden someone with his ramblings. After all, who would understand his feelings of remorse and guilt towards the family that he had not even grown to known? Additionally, there were much more pressing issues at hand, such as the entire clan facing eminent starvation. Day after day Hawktalon worked until his paws bled, patrolling the territory in search of water, food, or even a sign from Starclan. But every day, he was met with scrawny morsels, droplets here and there, and absolutely no trace of Starclan. But even more disturbing than that, he watched as the light in his clanmates eyes died. He watched as their faith in Starclan dissipated. That made his stomach roil, and his heart drop to his stomach. That was something Hawktalon simply could not bear to see - he knew the guardians were out there... somewhere.

And his faith was met with an answer. Hawktalon woke with parched lips and a pounding headache, which was to be expected. He hadn't eaten in two days, feeling horribly guilty in doing so when they had so many young ones to feed. But this headache was... different. In his dream, he had received a message. While the actual dream itself was foggy, he distinctly recalled there being a prophecy mentioned. Additionally, there were two others involved. It didn't make sense - why him? What prophecy? He probably was just suffering from mild lunacy due to lack of food and water. That was probably it. Hawktalon stood up and stretched before carefully exiting into the busy camp and surveying the scene. Sadness filled his bright golden gaze when he saw the amount of ribs visible through patchy pelts. That dream was probably nothing but my own imagination... but everyone else has been losing faith... maybe it was a desperate last attempt? It did not make sense, but then again, Starclan completely abandoning them made less sense.

As his gaze surveyed the camp, it came to a rest upon Rowanheart. Ah! If there is anyone who knows something about a prophecy, it'd be the medicine cat. That's a good place to start. He looks rather busy right now, so I will leave him be and speak to him when he comes back. Glancing around, Hawktalon spotted Ravensight. She looked rather irritated and as tired as the rest of them, but still held herself with dignity and sat away from the rest of the warriors. Still, it was a surprise to see her in camp. Deciding to go over and harass strike up a conversation to ward off the gnawing hunger he felt, Hawktalon strode over. "Good morning Ravensight," Hawktalon mewed, sitting beside her and curling his tail over her paws. "How are you doing today?"
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name ;; wolfpaw
age ;; 10 moons
rank ;; apprentice
location ;; sierraclan camp
feeling ;;tired, angry,stupid
tagged ;; mentions Blizzardclaw
form

He had come to the finest conclusion known to apprentice-kind... given the current circumstances. There was lack of food, water and energy. Everyone was literally starving to death, walking around like a bag of bones. So why did the apprentices have to work around the clock on training? It was ludicrous! Instead, the apprentices should be allowed to have time off to preserve their strength for whatever else was to come. After all, it was already leaf-fall. Prey was going to be scarce, and on top of the Moonpool being obliterated and the famine? It's not fair... we should receive less work, or we'll literally be worked to death! We don't have enough sustenance to continue our ridiculous traning. Wolfpaw's head shot up, fueled by his anger, but immediately he felt woozy, and his stomach roared. The apprentice stretched all of his limbs out, not caring whom was around him, before curling back up. But it was too late. He could not ignore the pain in his belly due to lack of food. After a few minutes of fruitless shifting as his stomach roared at him, Wolfpaw released a not-too-silent hiss and dragged himself out of the den and into the bustling camp. Was it mid-morning already? Blinking sleepily, Wolfpaw released another yawn, and was wondering why he even dragged himself out of bed - until he spotted his mentor, Blizzardclaw. oh mousedung! Then he realized his mentor was with a bunch of warriors. Perking his heart, he overheard his mentor stalk about taking Spottedpaw and Tempestpaw out to do... something. What it what exactly he didn't catch. Part of him was relieved - his mentor was not paying attention to him. But the other part of him was jealous at thought Those two softies? Oh well. Training is kitten's play. Maybe I get to go on patrol. Rolling his eyes, Wolfpaw opted to see if he could find any hint of prey in the freshkill pile.

[Queen of flames]

🔥 Flamerunner 🔥
| ♂️ | ♞ | 🐾 open | 💕 open | 💬 open |
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Stretching the ginger tom stood up for his resting place, which was near the fresh-kill pile, but little further from where the most cats were being at. He was being awakened for a while now, only taking his time to relax as there was nothing going on so far, but as the more cats got out of their dens he thought that soon he could be needed somewhere too.

❄️ Icecracker ❄️
| ♀️ | ♞ | 🐾 open | 💕 open | 💬 open |
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She sat near the warriors' den watching her clan in silent, noticing the three daughters of Blizzardclaw there and Banditpaw getting out of the apprentice's den as well. Sighing she felt a little disappointed that her own son Pinepaw was nowhere to be seen, the young tom was being only a few days as an apprentice and she hoped that he could be more excited with his training, but likely not. She did want to speak with his mentor Ravensight about his training are going fine, but maybe it was a little too early for that.

🌪️ Tempestpaw 🌪️
| ♀️ | 🐾 | ♘ Shallowclaw | 💕 open | 💬 Petalpaw, Spottedpaw, Banditpaw |
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She gave her sister an apology look "ah sorry Spttedpaw, I didn't mean to make you more hungry...I am hungry too, I could eat even a fox if some come to my way" she meowed jokingly flicking her tail. She was hungry, she has not eaten almost anything after yesterday when some of the warriors did find some mice, but still, she tried to forget the growing hunger. Flicking her ears she looked as her father suddenly turned around and made her way to Shallowclan and Cinderstep "look at that? our father just read our minds and walked to talk our mentors?" she smiled turning to Petalpaw "maybe we will go hunting with our father all together" she meowed excitedly. She then turned to Banditpaw "...hello Banditpaw!" she responded smiling.

[p e a c h y]

Ｒｏｗａｎｈｅａｒｔ

{ tom - medicine cat - 33 moons - crush; open - tags; stormpaw }

» Rowanheart nodded, whipping around somewhat quickly to head out of their den. He made a quick glance back, memorizing which herbs they might need to gather the most of and connecting that with their known locations. ❝Do you think we'll need help carrying them all?❞ He questioned. They did have a lot that they could get, and making the most out of this trip would make the most sense. Though it would be helpful, at the same time he wondered if hunting was more of a priority for the other cats. Still debating it in his head, the ginger tom turned to his apprentice for her opinion.

Ｃｉｎｄｅｒｓｔｅｐ

{ she-cat - warrior - 40 moons - crush; open - tags; shallowclaw, blizzardclaw, spottedpaw }

» Cinderstep jumped back, startled at his abrupt reaction. With a shocked look spread across her face, she watched as he simply went back to what he was doing and ignored her. The she-cat sat down, leaving a distance between them, a little sad she had been ignored. Her ears perked up as she eventually heard a quiet hi back. She usually liked to strike up a conversation, but she could tell he wasn't in that mood.

She turned to look up as more cats approached them. ❝Good morning❞ she greeted, a little less cheerfully, somewhat afraid to get the same reaction. ❝Nope haven't seen her, but I don't mind❞

[Nepeta Lejion]

Rockhopper

male/gay/single/Tags: Blizzardclaw/Teptestpaw/petalpaw/spottedpaw

He nodded slightly and watched Blizzardclaw walk to the mentors before he made his way to the three sisters. He smiled down at them. "H-hello girls." he smiled at them. He rememberd playing with them when they were kits, and helping there father when there mother passed. "how do y-you f-feel about hu-hunting w-with me an-and your fa-father?" he licked his paw. "I-if your men-mentors allow i-it" His tail twitched slightly. He knew that he probly should have gone ahead and just went out with Blizzardclaw, but he hatted seeing them look sad. and besides, the more cats the more prey they could bring back, right?