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Fawnpounce ☢ 41 moons ☢ ♂ ☢ Apprentice: Monarchpaw ☢ Mate/Crush: ☢ Tags: Monarchpaw, Cactusstar, Luckypaw"Ｍａｙｂｅ Ｉ'ｍ ｍｙ ｆａｔｈｅｒ'ｓ ｓｏｎ,
F a w n p o u n c e wrinkled his nose. “I was pinched by a crab the first time I was hunting them,” the tom murmured, flicking his plumy tail. “They hurt, but they taste good, when you bite their shells open!” As Cactusstar shared about her apprenticeship, the warrior let out a purr. “I loved the beach as an apprentice, too. My mentor took me hunting down here all the time. I learned the hard way not to drink the sea water!” He blinked fondly at the leader, keeping beside her as they walked. Soon he felt sand under his paws and the air was beginning to taste salty. The light sea breeze ruffled his coat, and the tom glanced back at the apprentices. He had taken Monarchpaw down here but not often; he felt their best hunting could be done closer to home. Still, though, it was a good walk for them and tasty prey would be sure to line the shores.
ｔｈａｔ'ｓ ｗｈｙ Ｉ ｃａｎ'ｔ ｌｏｖｅ ｎｏ ｏｎｅ."
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Ragwortgaze ☮ 64 moons ☮ ♂ ☮ Apprentice: ☮ Mate/Crush: ☮ Tags: Finchtooth, Mellowvine"ℝ𝕦𝕟𝕟𝕚𝕟' 𝕠𝕟 𝕖𝕞𝕡𝕥𝕪, 𝕚𝕤𝕟'𝕥 𝕚𝕥 𝕟𝕚𝕔𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕗𝕖𝕖𝕝 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟' 𝕒𝕥 𝕒𝕝𝕝?
“ I can’t take any credit for that,” Ragwortgaze responded to Finchtooth with a small shake of his head. “Cactusstar knows what she’s doing. I enjoy my duties, though, even if they keep me in camp most of the time. I felt bad, leaving Lichenstorm to watch over things; I hope he found some cat to keep him company. I’ll relieve him of that when we get back.” As Mellowvine replied to him, the deputy let out a mrrow of laughter. “You’re not that old,” the brown-and-white tabby purred, flicking her flank with his tail. “Plenty of life left in you, I’m sure!” He and the queen were similar in age - while he did notice his bones stiffening up a bit more and aching in the cold, he would hardly call himself an old cat, so he wouldn’t call Mellowvine old either. After all, warriors retired when they were seasons older than himself. The deputy had no interest in retiring, though, no. Ragwortgaze was certain that he would serve until his death, which he hoped was one worthy of a warrior. It would be nice of course, to serve and have a family, and then retire to the elders’ den when he was around a hundred moons old, when his bones were really aching. Watching his kits go on to have their own kits… Ragwortgaze almost sighed at the pleasant thought but he’d made his choice. His priority was SucculentClan. Glancing up at the sky, the sun was bright, and the tom sneezed. "It will be a warm day, I think."
The tom listened closely to Mellowvine's words, his ear twitching uncomfortably as she scanned his body. "Not a one," he told her, shaking his head. "I'm right as rain." As she went on to talk about kits, Ragwortgaze felt the bubble of want inside of him once more. He couldn't help but wonder what it would be like, to be a father. "Why, I'm sure you could have them, if you wanted," he told the queen. "I hope to have myself some - and if I'm young enough for it, you are too!"
𝕀 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕜 𝕀 𝕗𝕚𝕟𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨, 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕤𝕠𝕟 𝕀 𝕝𝕖𝕥 𝕘𝕠."
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Palesnow ♪ 28 moons ♪ ♀ ♪ Apprentice: Ryepaw ♪ Mate/Crush: ♪ Tags: Mistypelt, Ryepaw, Eaglepaw"𝒜𝓃𝒹 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒾𝓈 𝒽𝒶𝓇𝒹, 𝒾𝓉 𝒹𝑜𝓃'𝓉 𝒶𝓁𝓌𝒶𝓎𝓈 𝓌𝑜𝓇𝓀,
“ G o o d , ” Palesnow nodded approvingly, flicking her long silver tail towards a clump of bracken - the fragrant undergrowth contained the source of the scent. She lowered her voice; while they were a good distance away, she wanted to get Ryepaw used to doing everything he could to avoid letting prey detect him. “It’s a mouse. Warm-blooded prey smells similar, so it will take you a while to learn their specific scents. They mostly just smell like...prey, at first. Soon you’ll be able to learn the difference.” She nodded towards the bracken again. “Get into your hunter’s crouch and start creeping forward. Try and keep your pawsteps light and don’t let your tail rustle in the grass. They have keen ears; they’ll hear even the smallest sounds. The closer you get, if you focus, you’ll be able to hear its heartbeat. You’ll be able to spot it. Feline eyes are magnificent.”
𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒿𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝓉𝓇𝓎 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝒷𝑒𝓈𝓉 𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝓉𝑜 𝑔𝑒𝓉 𝒽𝓊𝓇𝓉."
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Rosepaw 🎕 11 moons 🎕 ♀ 🎕 Mentor: Bullclaw 🎕 Mate/Crush: 🎕 Tags: Dovemist"ℑ'𝔪 𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔢 𝔱𝔬 𝔣𝔦𝔩𝔢 𝔪𝔶 𝔯𝔢𝔭𝔬𝔯𝔱 𝔞𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔳𝔦𝔵𝔢𝔫 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔴𝔬𝔩𝔣 𝔭𝔞𝔠𝔨 -
R o s e p a w nodded along as Dovemist talked. Once she’d finished, the ginger tabby shook her head. “I don’t know how you remember all of that,” Rosepaw snorted. “Being a medicine cat sounds like hard work. I can barely remember where my tail is, and it’s attached to me!” As if proving her point, the apprentice swatted at her own tail, leaning back on her haunches. She caught it in her grasp and looked back at Dovemist. “So where are we going first?”
𝔱𝔢𝔩𝔩 𝔓𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔢𝔫𝔱 ℨ𝔢𝔯𝔬, 𝔥𝔢 𝔠𝔞𝔫 𝔥𝔞𝔳𝔢 𝔥𝔦𝔰 𝔯𝔦𝔟 𝔟𝔞𝔠𝔨."
