tom | oriental, mint eyes | crush: n/a | Mentions: n/a | Tags: Reedstar
Sagepaw was stirred from his uncomfortable rest as someone called his name. Wearily, he lifted his head, confusion masking his face as he tried to pinpoint the familiar voice. His chest rumbled as he took slow, shaky breaths, his chest rising and falling unevenly under his unkept pelt. He squinted, his eyes adjusting and widening at the sight of his leader. "O-oh, Reedstar-! Yes, I'm fine." he lied, awkwardly grooming flat the spiked chunks of fur that ruffled up his flank. "Just resting before dusk patrols. Are we training?" he asked, a brief moment of hope flashing in his dull eyes.
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molly|N.F mix| deputy | Pine+Salt | crush: tinyseal | Mentions: Reedstar | Tags: Tatteredhawk, Crabfur
*Waiting on Goosemask, but feel free to bump into her near the Medicine Cat Den*
Cedarshine sits up abruptly at the sight of her russet leader. She had completely forgotten that she was anointed deputy, and at the reminder a surge of ambition coursed through her veins. She had finally done it. It seemed so surreal. She wrapped her thick tail around her paws as she glanced around camp. She didn't see many cats, and Cocoablaze looked like he was off to leave somewhere. The thick-furred molly decided to go out on her own patrol, trying to push down the concern and pain that threatened to weaken her. Her gaze hardened and she slowly approached Tatteredhawk. She studied the tabby tom for a heartbeat before speaking, "Would you join me on a hunting patrol, Tatteredhawk? I'll fetch Crabfur if you'll wait for me by the entrance." inwardly the large molly scoffed, she knew Crabfur would probably protest, or maybe not catch much because of his leg, but right now the clan needed all paws working to catch food during leaf bare. She spotted the tom and quickly padded over, dipping her head curtly. "I need you for a hunting patrol- are you feeling up for it?" Cedarshine cut straight to the point. If she beat around the bush it gave him an opening for an excuse. Her dark golden eyes watched him expectantly, unmoving.
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|Tom|Maine Coon, pale blue eye|Tags: Lupinedusk, Bluepaw, Icewing|
Bearstar subtly brushed his pelt against hers, glancing her way and nodding slightly. I know you won't. a little too soon for his liking he moved away, stepping up to Icewing and smiling softly at her apprentice Bluepaw, "You're going to be an amazing warrior Bluepaw- I know because your mentor is one of the bravest cats in the clan," his voice was lowered in restrained awe, knowing fully well that Icewing was indeed one of the most courageous cats he knew. She had stood by his side when everyone was against him. He would always be grateful to her, though he wasn't quite sure how to express this to the she-cat. He felt burning blue eyes searing his pelt and knew his medicine cat, Cindercloud, was certainly not pleased with his choice in deputy. He scoffed mentally, 'She's never liked anything I've done. Even my most sure decisions have been torn apart by that stubborn molly.' Bearstar was a little bitter Starclan had decided that she was best fit to be his clan's medicine cat. But, it was a choice they both had to live with without complaint.
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|Tom|amber eyes|Scent: lemon|Mentions; |Tags: Blackbane, Tinymask| Summitclan territory
Thistlepaw quickly headed for the camp entrance, keeping his gaze trained ahead as he roughly brushed past Blackbane and Tinymask, unflinching- even though his throat tightened as he saw them together. Reminding himself of when they would banter effortlessly about nothing whenever Blackpaw found herself into trouble. He huffed softly, his tail lashing as he left camp and surveyed the rocky terrain around him. 'A round pale-colored flower...' he looked at the brush around him, padding further into the territory as he searched for this special herb.
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tom | Shore | Fluffy Tuxedo with pale blue eyes | 3 moons | Tags: Cocoablaze
Ravenkit's icy blue eyes lit up and he bounced on his short legs, "You could!? he pushed his two front paws up against the warrior's side, looking up at him hopefully, "Can we leave soon? I really want to see the beach on our way too-!" he chattered away, excitement bubbling up in his belly.
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molly | siamese | crush: n/a | Mentions: Silvertail, Badgerbloom, Stagleap | Tags: none
she had been slinking around the forest searching for the loner she had spotted on the night the large group of cats fought over something, but her scent was long stale, and it was as if the molly had just mysteriously up and left. Lemon decided to hunt while she was out, not concerned, a little cockily, venturing deeper into the mountain cat's territory. She spotted a thin and scraggly squirrel scuffling in the leaf litter and she dropped into a hunting crouch, amber eyes wide and round as she watched the prey. A soft crunching and ruffling spooked the rodent and it shot up a bare tree, evoking a hiss of hunger and irritation from the siamese molly. Lemon stayed hidden, watching as the group of cats approached, though still a good few yards away from the patrol.
