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name; willowpaw rank; apprentice
gender; female age; 12 moons tags; open
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██..Willowpaw yawned as she sat in her den, waiting
█..for something to do. She heard that some cats were
█..off on patrol, but she was not chosen to go. She thought
█..Ratscar was quite a boring mentor and she silently
█..wished she was given a more energetic warrior to teach
█..her, but she couldn't complain because she was one
█..of the best apprentices. Atleast, that's what she tells
█..herself. She was hoping Ratscar would take her hunting
█..so that once the patrol was back she could show off
█..her prey and get praised. Slowly, cats stopped praising
█..her because they were tired of her boasting. Willowpaw
█..relied on praise so she could get through her apprentice
█..days. All she wanted to do was be a warrior and fight
█..anything that disturbed the clan cats. She smirked
█..to herself at the thought of taking out all the twolegs
█..by herself, gaining the leader position because she was
█..so powerful!
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[pastel punk!]

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name: Ratscar rank: Deputy
gender: Male age: 31 moons tags: Willowpaw

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Ratscar padded to the apprentices den, his scarred shoulders haunched. “Willowpaw!” he shouted, a slight growl to his voice. “Hunting. Now.” he demanded, turning back again and just expecting her to follow. He didn’t feel much empathy, after all, he’d been an apprentice once, too, even if it was long ago. He lead her out of camp, flicking his tail in acknowledgment of a few other cats in the clan. Once he reached a spot he thought was good enough, he glanced over at his apprentice. “Well? We haven’t got all day...”

[Caticorn]

Shadowpelt
36 Moons ~ Tom-cat ~ Warrior ~ On Patrol ~ Tags: Faircrown

Shadowpelt walked up quietly behind Faircrown until they were standing side by side. He had lots of respect for Faircrown not only for being a skilled warrior but for being one of the first cats already in the clan to treat Shadowpelt as a friend when he was first accepted into the clan. He'd been treated rather badly by some of the other apprentices at the time and it was nice to finally have someone be kind to him after so many moons alone in the forest.

While Faircrown was one of Shaowpelt's favorite cats to go with patrol on he could, at times, be easily distracted, "I'm not sure the two-legs and their interest in the black rock are much of our business," Shadowpelt said with a sigh, "Let's just be glad that they're not moving any closer, for now. I don't like the look of those big monsters they bring with them either," he started walking back to the rest of the patrol.

"And for the record, I don't think the two-legs care much about what they're doing to our prey. I'm not sure they care much about anything," he added.

Ripplesong & Ashkit
25 Moons ~ She-cat ~ Queen ~ In Nursery

Ripplesong loved watching her newborn kit sleep. Ashkit was still so small and hadn't even opened his eyes yet so he didn't fuss much, or really do much of everything, but she loved him all the same. Sometimes at night she would still cry that the other 2 kits in the litter didn't survive but she trusted that Starclan knew what they were doing. So for now she would just watch Ashkit sleep and wait.

[SunnyStreets]

❝ вυииуραω
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( molly ) ( 8 moons ) ( medicine cat apprentice ) ( #brightnoise ) ( medicine cat den )

Her hazel eyes focusing on her mentor, Bunnypaw nodded slowly. “What do
you think this new herb could do?” she asked hesitantly, her tail flickering back and forth on
the damp rocks. She let her gaze drift towards the forest outside the camp, wondering where
Brightnoise had located this mysterious new plant. What did it smell like, was it sweet or sour
in taste? Was it even edible? A hurricane of questions had been dying to tumble out of her
mouth and swarm off her tongue ever since her mentor had told her of this new herb, but she
was too nervous to ask any but the one.

She shook her head hurriedly, trying to listen to what her mentor was saying and not get distracted by the swarm of scents in the medicine cat den- despite having been apprenticed for two and a half moons already, she was still struggling to adjust to the mixture of smells, all tumbled together in the herb storage.

❝ ѕнadepaw
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( molly ) ( 8 moons ) ( apprentice ) ( #open) ( main camp )

Shadepaw’s folded ears flicked pityingly as she watched Ratscar and Willowpaw, wincing at the deputy harsh tone. The white tom’s face was blank and free of sympathy for her fellow apprentice, but then again Shadepaw wasn’t entirely sure she felt a huge amount of sympathy herself. Willowpaw wasn’t exactly the easiest cat to get along with and Shadepaw was growing tired of having to put up with the older apprentice’s ego- wasn’t she herself just as good as Willowpaw? Not that Slatestar seemed to think so, having assigned the siamese apprentice the deputy himself for a mentor, whereas she had to do with Falconstream.

Not that she was really complaining: as she’d already observed, Willowpaw didn’t seem to really enjoy the mentoring arrangement- and it wasn’t like Falconstream was all too terrible of a mentor. Though, where was she anyway? Shadepaw kept a close eye on the warriors den, but she couldn’t spot her mentor. Maybe she had left on patrol without her? Letting out a snort, Shadepaw proceeded to pad towards a flat stone at the edge of the cave, on witch she leapt onto and began to practice her leaping, springing from the stone in an attempt to perfect the skill.

❝ cedarѕparĸ
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( tom ) ( 31 moons ) ( warrior ) ( #open ) ( territory )

Cedarspark had woken early, with a headache. He had attempted to slide back into sleep, but had eventually got up. After a quick drink of water, he headed out of camp with the idea of doing some hunting. Although deeper into the mountains the twolegs were disrupting any prey to be found, here he had already spotted a squirrel and the leaves near that tree were rustling.
He slipped into a hunting crouch, carefully sneaking towards the shivering leaves. Then the top leaf moved and he froze, his grey tail hovering a mouse-length from the ground. A vole appeared, holding a squishy chunk of mushroom. It didn’t notice Cedarspark, and he thanked StarClan silently as he pounced and killed the small creature.

❝ jacĸdawpoυnce
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( nonbinary ) ( 34 moons ) ( warrior ) ( #patrol ) ( border patrol )

Wrinkling their nose, Jackdawpounce cooly surveyed the twolegs. They curled their tail, irritated by their ignorant scramblings with their huge rumbling monsters. “Twolegs are mouse-brains,” they mewed flatly, green eyes flashing. “If they aren’t careful they’re gonna destroy the mountains themselves! And what a disaster that would be, for both us and them.” They paused, ears pricking up, staring down at the twoleg’s temporary camp. “Perhaps they eat it,” they mused in response to Faircrown’s question. “It could be like their fresh-kill. They need enough to feed all the twolegs. If we needed to scare away their food to get ours, would we do it? I think we would.” They frowned, eyes narrowing.

[Tordier]

Falconstream

「xxxxxxxxxxxx」

Warrior
39 Moons
Ace
Single
Mentoring Shadepaw
With Shadepaw

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It had been two moons. Falconstream had hoped she would warm up to the idea of mentoring Shadepaw. Perhaps she would get used to it and finally decipher how to speak to younger cats, but she did not. She tried her best, of course. StarClan had to be testing her, challenging her to overcome her difficulties and become a good mentor, but she could not help but dread each day she needed to try and act like she knew what she was doing with Shadepaw. Lately, it took a brisk walk by herself to psyche herself up for playing the role of mentor and that was exactly what she was doing on this occasion as well.
When Falconstream returned to camp, the first thing she saw was her apprentice, bounding from that big, flat stone that Falconstream could remember playing on herself, many moons ago.
"Er, Shadepaw?"
Falconstream cleared her throat and tried again, trying to sound more confident, like how she imagined a mentor was supposed to sound.
"Shadepaw, I've got a job for you. Us. We have a job."

Tansyflower

「xxxxxxxxxxxx」

Elder
165 Moons
Straight
Single
With Frostpaw

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Tansyflower groaned as she hoisted herself to her paws despite the aching pain in her joints as she rose to her feet. She had spent more than enough time sitting around by her lonesome and was quite ready for some company. The golden elder shuffled forth, leaving her lonely nest behind and moved closer to the center of the cave. She wanted to visit Ripplesong and Ashkit, but preferred to know whether they were in a position to entertain visitors or not. Ashkit was still so little, and she did not want to disturb his sleep. StarClan knows Ripplesong could probably use a rest as well.
As she moved through camp, heading towards the small sub-cave shared by medicine cats and queens, her honey-colored eyes fell on Frostpaw, pacing anxiously back and forth. He looked like he was waiting for something, or someone. Tansyflower wondered if he had been waiting ever since bringing her fresh-kill earlier.
"Frostpaw, quit that pacing! StarClan knows, you'll wear a hole in the cave like that." she called to him as she padded closer, harshly, at first, but her voice quickly grew more friendly. "Have you finished with Redcloud already, or not started yet?"

[bunniebrains]

mothpaw
his eyes slid open cautiously, careful not to catch the attention of any of the other apprentices surrounding him. his knotty fur tugged an pulled as he lifted his body from the soft lichen flooring, claws flexing into the earth as he stretched forwards. his amber gaze sifted through the den, everyone's already up, he observed, only two or three sleeping felines remained. did I oversleep? with a moments hesitation he drug his heavy body from the den, thoughts set on breakfast. mothpaw didn't enjoy breakfast, he found eating in the morning made him feel bloated and groggy, yet he understood the importance of eating before training. besides, now was the time he needed to put on weight to develop it into muscle as a warrior. he padded across camp, head lowered so that not to encourage any conversations.

[Marz]

slatestar
tags;open

slatestar sat in his camp, he could feel the earth under his paw and flexed with claws quickly. he sniffed the air a moment before standing up and padding over to a small stream and bending his neck down to lap at the water. once he finished, he lifted his head and looked around the camp. he felt pride in his clan, and the many cats within. he glanced at the queens room. a low purr rose from his throat. he saw how loving Ripplesong was, and how her new son Ashkit was at peace, safe in their home. then he glanced at the small holes, a few warriors still stirring their sleep. he figured the missing warriors had already began training their apprentices or doing the daily duties. Slatestar closed his eyes for moment and sat back down in his spot. he knew of the dangers of two legs, and the deep concern his clan had. but he had to remain calm, he knew his clanmates needed him right now.

hickoryfoot
tags; open

hickoryfoot wole from her dream. she frowned, the taste of that mouse lingered in her mouth. her soft fur brushed against the dirt surrounding her. she blinked away the drowsiness and stood up. hickoryfoot began to stretch and yawn. 'hmm. maybe I should go hunting.' she thought to herself for a moment before glancing around camp. she saw the young and ambitious apprentices and wondered when she would receive her own. she had always loved helping kits, but she knew training would be more her style. hickoryfoot quickly shook away the thought, she needed to go hunting. but with who? hickoryfoot didnt know what cat to ask to tag along with her.

honeypaw
tags; mothpaw

honeypaw had been awake for what seemed like forever, she had been bouncing off the walls of camp for some time. and figured she would try to avoid tansyflower at all costs. she knew that the elder didnt like her all that well, but that wouldn't stop honeypaw. she looked around. seeing if any of her fellow apprentices had managed to stay camp. she spotted a familiar cat, 'mothpaw!' she thought with excitement. her paws lifted off the ground and scurried over to the tomcat, she let out a playful meow. "hey mothpaw! she said, her eyes gleaming with energy.

[bunniebrains]

mothpaw
his eyes lifted to see the pelt of a somewhat familiar she-cat. she bounded over towards him on light paws, hopping like some mouse brained hyped up kit. was this really another apprentice, or somebody’s overgrown daughter?
“hello,” the tom spoke with little interest, voice laced with tiredness as he showed no intentions of diverting his travel towards the fresh - kill pile. it’s too early for thisthe tom thought with a quiet sigh.

[SunnyStreets]

❝ ѕнadepaw
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( molly ) ( 8 moons ) ( apprentice ) ( #falconstream) ( main camp )

Taking one last buoyant leap off the rock, Shadepaw landed in front of Falconstream, just keeping her balance. "A job?" she panted. "Great!" Straightening herself up and giving her fur a quick shake, she grinned eagerly at her mentor. What could this job be? Although she was most likely to be let down, the imaginative apprentice thought hopefully of full-on missions and hunting for the entire clan single-pawed. Well, single-pawed and Falconstream that is. Or maybe they were going to check out those two-legs! Despite knowing there was already a patrol out to check up on those, Shadepaw felt a rush of excitement. She had seen two-legs before, naturally, but she'd never actually got up close to one of their sites. She blinked hopefully at her mentor, big yellow eyes shining with eagerness.

[zing]

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hawkeye - 40 moons - gender;; male - rank;; warrior - breed;; maine coon - feeling;; awake - tags;; hickoryfoot

the steady rhythm of the riverbank flowed in his ears. hawkeye stood above it, watching his own reflection before dipping his head to lap up the cold, crystallized water. clanmates had already begun to stir as the sun made its way to the top of the sky. whatever today would bring, the tom was confident that the cats would pull through, together. their strength alone was limitless with their potential. with a huff, he slowly recoiled from the bank, twitching his whiskers in an attempt to shake the water droplets off of them. his paws were light on the earth as he bounded back to camp in hopes of making it in time for the beginning of the duties that were expectedly organized today. as he arrived, he made entrance quietly before pausing to carefully scan the clearing. the deep brown pelt of a battle scarred she-cat caught his gaze. hawkeye watched as she glanced around camp, and so he assumed that she was planning to go hunt. the tom's tail flickered once as he approached, in which he cleared his throat before saying, "good morning, then. fancy a patrol?"