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Fawnpounce ☢ 41 moons ☢ ♂ ☢ Apprentice: Monarchpaw ☢ Mate/Crush: ☢ Tags: Monarchpaw"Maybe I'm my father's son,
" M o n a r c h p a w . " Fawnpounce’s voice sounded at the mouth of the apprentices’ den. The fawn-colored tom was peering in, his plumy tail waving about behind him. He’d just arrived to fetch the apprentice when he’d first peered into the den and, to his approval, rising from his nest. Now Fawnpounce backed out of the den, sure that his apprentice had gotten the hint that it was time for him to emerge into camp. He sat down and wrapped his tail around his paws. Fawnpounce glanced at the leaders den; while he’d heard some stirring within on his way to fetch Monarchpaw, he hadn’t yet seen Cactusstar, so it looked like they’d be waiting for the leader to begin her own day before they began theirs. He hoped to get them on a patrol first thing so that the apprentice could hunt and eat. Then they’d be able to devote the rest of the day to sharpening Monarchpaw’s battle techniques.
that's why I can't love no one."
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Ragwortgaze ☮ 64 moons ☮ ♂ ☮ Apprentice: ☮ Mate/Crush: ☮ Tags: Cactusstar"ℝ𝕦𝕟𝕟𝕚𝕟' 𝕠𝕟 𝕖𝕞𝕡𝕥𝕪, 𝕚𝕤𝕟'𝕥 𝕚𝕥 𝕟𝕚𝕔𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕗𝕖𝕖𝕝 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟' 𝕒𝕥 𝕒𝕝𝕝?
I t wasn’t that Ragwortgaze was an impatient tom - no, quite the opposite, actually. He was just eager to get into the forest and serve his Clan was all, so he couldn’t stop himself from slipping out of the warriors’ den and trekking across camp to the leader’s den. He paused outside for a moment. The tabby didn’t want to disturb her if she were sleeping, but he doubted that was the case. It was morning, after all, and most cats were stirring and beginning to wake. Finally he decided to call out softly - loud enough to be heard, but not loud enough to wake her if she were asleep, “Cactusstar? Good morning.”
𝕀 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕜 𝕀 𝕗𝕚𝕟𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨, 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕤𝕠𝕟 𝕀 𝕝𝕖𝕥 𝕘𝕠."
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Palesnow ♪ 28 moons ♪ ♀ ♪ Apprentice: Ryepaw ♪ Mate/Crush: ♪ Tags:"𝒜𝓃𝒹 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒾𝓈 𝒽𝒶𝓇𝒹, 𝒾𝓉 𝒹𝑜𝓃'𝓉 𝒶𝓁𝓌𝒶𝓎𝓈 𝓌𝑜𝓇𝓀,
P a l e s n o w ‘ s forelegs were stretched out in front of her. The pale silver tabby had been sleeping soundly until only moments ago, when streams of sunlight had fallen directly across her face, forcing her into consciousness. She didn’t mind, though. It was time to get up. She wasn’t ready to fetch her apprentice just yet, though. For now she would sit in her nest, head on her outstretched paws, and watch the light filter into the den, casting shadows and shimmering figures. A small sigh of contentment escaped her the beams warmed her pelt.
𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒿𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝓉𝓇𝓎 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝒷𝑒𝓈𝓉 𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝓉𝑜 𝑔𝑒𝓉 𝒽𝓊𝓇𝓉."
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Rosepaw 🎕 11 moons 🎕 ♀ 🎕 Mentor: Bullclaw 🎕 Mate/Crush: 🎕 Tags: Bullclaw, Squirrelheart"ℑ'𝔪 𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔢 𝔱𝔬 𝔣𝔦𝔩𝔢 𝔪𝔶 𝔯𝔢𝔭𝔬𝔯𝔱 𝔞𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔳𝔦𝔵𝔢𝔫 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔴𝔬𝔩𝔣 𝔭𝔞𝔠𝔨 -
T h e ginger-and-white tabby headed towards the medicine cat’s den. Eleven moons old, she knew the routine well enough by now and where to find him. He was very close to his sister - and she couldn’t fault him, she was close to Ragwortgaze in the same way. She could relate to her mentor on that bond, though there were moons of age between herself and her brother. She didn’t really like to think about it - she’d heard Hollyleap’s stories about how Ragwortgaze’s father had tried to kill him. Fortunately, Hollyleap’s next mate and her father had been a wonderful cat. Now Ragwortgaze was all she had left.
Shaking her head to clear the thoughts of her long-gone family, Rosepaw slid into the medicine cat’s den. She was in here often enough fetching Bullclaw that she didn’t bother alerting them that she would be entering. “Morning,” Rosepaw mewed, padding towards the pair and seating herself beside them. Her gaze fixated on Bullclaw. “What’s the plan for today?”
𝔱𝔢𝔩𝔩 𝔓𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔢𝔫𝔱 ℨ𝔢𝔯𝔬, 𝔥𝔢 𝔠𝔞𝔫 𝔥𝔞𝔳𝔢 𝔥𝔦𝔰 𝔯𝔦𝔟 𝔟𝔞𝔠𝔨."