ยฐโ‹† ๐–ฌ๐– ๐–ฏ๐–ซ๐–ค๐–ข๐–ซ๐– ๐–ญ โ— ๐’&๐’‚

Roleplays featuring animals or non-human fantasy creatures which are based on a book/movie/tv show (e.g. Warrior Cats, My Little Pony, Pokemon)

Re: ยฐโ‹† ๐–ฌ๐– ๐–ฏ๐–ซ๐–ค๐–ข๐–ซ๐– ๐–ญ โ— ๐’&๐’‚

Postby rose petals. » Tue Jul 28, 2020 2:59 am

๏ผจ๏ฝ๏ฝŽ๏ฝ…๏ฝ™๏ฝƒ๏ฝŒ๏ฝ๏ฝ•๏ฝ„
queen- 31 moons- -mate: blackfox- tags: open

Honeycloud awoke to the sound of birds chirping, although she wished she would have slept in. The light peeking through the nursery walls made it impossible for her to fall back asleep, so the molly stretched out her muscles and sat up. The emptiness of the den made Honeycloud's fur prickle. It only reassured her that she wasn't much use to the clan, no one seemed to care that she was just sitting here alone. Flattening her ears to her head, Honeycloud thought of her sister, Ravenblaze. Where was she this morning? Her sister was the one cat who Honeycloud really felt like she could be open with. Blackfox was nice, and she really wanted it to work out with her mate, especially since it was the will of Starclan. Surely they knew better than her doubts. Blackfox was sweet, surely over time she would grow to love him? Of course she would, she just needed to try harder.


๏ผณ๏ฝ”๏ฝ๏ฝ’๏ฝ๏ฝˆ๏ฝ…๏ฝ๏ฝ’๏ฝ”
deputy- 34 moons- apprentice: creekpaw- mate: none- tags: bogstar

Stormheart rose to her paws, brushing the stray moss from her messy pelt as she paced out into the camp. She spotted Bogstar and walked over to the clan leader. "Good morning." She said, stark white fur standing out against the green background. "I'm about to assign patrols. Anything I should worry about?" Stormheart asked. She wanted too make sure that there had been no badger or fox sightings around, or anything that she should alert a patrol. Scanning the camp, Stormheart wondered which early risers she could use for a patrol.


๏ผณ๏ฝˆ๏ฝ๏ฝ„๏ฝ™๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝ—
apprentice- 10 moons- mentor: pantherfang mate: amberpaw- tags: amberpaw, tigersiege, pantherfang

Shadypaw woke up to some cat's paw in his face. He realized it was Amberpaw who somehow seemed to take up all the space in the apprentice den. He couldn't believe that Starclan thought to put them together, were they mouse-brained?! Wrinkling his nose, he huffed to her. He wasn't going to say anything to her though, as it was still really awkward. Stretching out his legs, he walked into camp and found his mentor Pantherfang talking to his mom Tigersiege. "Heya!" He meowed to them, bounding over. He didn't hear any of their previous conversation, and really didn't care if he was intruding.


๏ผก๏ฝ„๏ฝ„๏ฝ…๏ฝ’๏ฝ†๏ฝ๏ฝŽ๏ฝ‡
warrior- 38 moons- mate: tigersiege- tags: open

Adderfang was normally a late sleeper, but somehow he managed to wake up on time this morning. Yawning with a big stretch Adderfang gave his pelt a once over before padding outside. Sleep tried to drag his pawsteps down as he padded into camp, taking in the sights of the camp in the morning. He'd like to go on a patrol this morning, it might help wake him up. The prey pile was getting small and Adderfang wanted to serve his clan.


๏ผข๏ฝ…๏ฝ…๏ฝŽ๏ฝ๏ฝ“๏ฝ…
warrior- 47 moons- mate: leopardbreeze- tags: open

Beenose had to practically force herself to wake up on time, and she spent quite a lot of time grooming her fur. The molly strode into camp, belly growling with hunger. Her brother Bogstar was in conversation with the clan's deputy Stormheart. Deciding not to bother him, the molly sat by herself, running her tongue over her fur. She didn't want to disturb Leopardbreeze, or Starclan forbid wake her up, but Beenose wanted to learn more about her mate. Even though she was opposed to the idea of assigned mates, Starclan seemed to make a good choice with her.
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Postby Queen of flames » Tue Jul 28, 2020 4:28 am

Frozenthunder
she ~~ warrior ~~ crush: open~~arr.mate: open~~app: n/a~~ tagging:

She sat near the fresh-kill pile, watching the few preys there, but ignored them for now, she was hungry but didn't feel like eating anything just yet, she liked to do something to earn the food. Her eyes looked toward the clan leader and deputy, patiently waiting for some patrols to be organized to her to see if she is wanted for any of them. She felt so unwanted and useless, she even didn't have a mate assigned yet, and looking for some by herself was forbidden, so she was starting to lose her self-belief. she was against the leader choosing mates, but in this clan that was something you needed to have, and as long she didn't have any reason to even being this clan, but she didn't know where else to go or do.

Rosedance
tom~~warrior~~crush: open~~arr.mate: Bumble~~app: ~~ tagging:

Silently the large cinnamon tabby tom got out of the camp very early, before anyone was up yet, he loved to walk in the forest all by himself. Though he did know to bring something back as well or at least look the territory for unfamiliar smells, so far so good he thought. His eyes wandered around the woods, as he walked forward sitting down from a large rock to enjoying the views for a while when looked up to the sky to see that he was being out for a good while now. Most of his clanmates could be awakened by now so maybe he could head back to camp as well, he didn't want to be gone if someone needed him and he needed to take some of his freshly killed prey to his father. Shaking his long pelt before jumping down the large rock and walked his own steps back to pick his few catches as he made his way back to camp, closer he could hear some small voices coming inside knowing that most of the cats were awaken by now. He made his way to the fresh-kill pile to drop his few catches and took one to take to the elder's den.

Freezingpaw
she~~apprentice~~crush: open~~arr.mate: open~~men: Sunwatcher~~tagging:

She got out of the apprentice's den after laying at her nest longer than she was needed to be, her green eyes looking for her mentor Sunwatcher, but so far she didn't see the warrior anywhere, maybe she was still sleeping or left to do her own things. Sighing she turned to look the few apprentices which were there awaken as well, she was already ten moons old only two moons before her warrior ceremony and maybe her mate which could be assigned to her. She didn't really know what to think about it, somehow she wanted a mate, but she was afraid that the cat could be someone she could never fall in love with and will be the rest of her life unhappy. She didn't want that to happen, but she did want to know who of the toms or she-cats could be her mate of a lifetime or was this cat even in this clan, only time will tell that.

Deepwater
tom~~elder~~crush: none~~arr.mate: none~~tagging:

The large blue tom laid at his messy nest, not sleeping anymore just relaxing there, as an elder he had no hurry to anywhere, his days passed by sleeping, eating and sunbathing in sun or sometimes the younger cat visited the elder's den. Sighing he did feel rather lonely nowadays but didn't want to be assigned again, he could not bring anything to the clan like kits anymore so it was pretty much waste of time and he could not love anyone anymore except his fallen mate Marigoldheart. Flicking his ears back as he started to hear some steps getting the closer and fresh scent of a fresh kill blew to the den, making his look at the visitor, noticing that it was his son Rosedance the only on for his three kittens which still visited him, Foxmoon or Yelowstorm were so busy all the time that he barely even saw wither of them anymore, sometimes he did see then in camp.

Tear
she~~loner~~crush: open~~arr.mate: open~~tagging:
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โ— โ™” whisperpaw 1 | fogsplash 1 | robinshine 1 โ™” โ—

Postby sin.namoroll » Wed Jul 29, 2020 6:38 am

    โ– ๏ผท๏ผจ๏ผฉ๏ผณ๏ผฐ๏ผฅ๏ผฒ๏ผฐ๏ผก๏ผท๏ผ
    โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€

    [ she cat ] [ medicine cat app ] [ location ;; medicine den ] [ mentioned ;; doepaw ] [ tags ;; doepaw ]

      mornings had always been whisperpaw's favourite time of day. the way the sun bled into the sky like blood in a river, the way the birds would wake and praise the world for the glory of a new day and the freshness of the air as it refreshed itself. upon waking at sunrise every morning, whisperpaw would be sure to send a silent prayer to starclan for gifting her another morning. the young she cat sat outside the den, watching the clouds drift lazily across the sky and feeling the soft breeze through her grey tabby fur. as the camp started to sleepily pull itself into activity, whisperpaw hopped her way back into the den.
      "psst, doepaw!" she whispered, shaking the older apprentice. "doepaw wake up!"
      whisperpaw was more than eager to start the new day, and hoped doepaw would want to start checking the herb storage with her before their mentors woke up. they should probably take some herbs to the elders too for their joints. a million and one things raced through the molly's head to fill the day as she continued to rock the sleeping tabby.


    โ– ๏ผฆ๏ผฏ๏ผง๏ผณ๏ผฐ๏ผฌ๏ผก๏ผณ๏ผจ๏ผ
    โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€

    [ tomcat ] [ warrior ] [ location ;; camp ] [ mentioned ;; blackfox, stormheart ] [ tags ;; open ]

      fogsplash was a painfully light sleeper, often awoken by the movement of his denmates and the quiet hum of the camp as it awoke. this morning was no exception, as the tom's eyes flew open like a broken hatch in a hurricane, the sound of the rustling of moss filling his ears as they twitched in the warm air. he immediately recognised the broad, dark shape of blackfox emerging from his nest. fogsplash felt his heart quicken instinctively and his paws itch to follow him in his endeavours. however ultimately the male refrained, turning his attention to his own dark mitts and flexing his claws in an attempt to distract himself. when he heard blackfox's footsteps fade he allowed his glance to return to the den entrance, starting to his paws and clambering up the decline and out of the den to see the older tom leave camp. fogsplash always admired his devotion to the clan and the way he started duties so early. too unsure of himself and scared to act in a similar manner, the fluffy brute sat in front of one of the boulders by the den entrance, giving himself a groom as he waited for stormheart to organise patrols and tell him what to do.


    โ– ๏ผฒ๏ผฏ๏ผข๏ผฉ๏ผฎ๏ผณ๏ผจ๏ผฉ๏ผฎ๏ผฅ๏ผ
    โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€

    [ tomcat ] [ elder ] [ location ;; elder's den ] [ mentioned ;; deepwater, rosedance ] [ tags ;; deepwater, rosedance ]

      the frail old tom's blue eyes fluttered open to the light sound of rustling beside him, managing to make out his junior awakening.
      "ah, good morning deepwater." he rasped to the younger tom after muttering a quiet good morning to juniperfrost in starclan, an action which had become habitual since her death. robinshine had always been grateful for deepwater, the dark grey tabby as he made him feel far less alone.
      his attention was then soon grasped by a younger build slipping into the den. after a short squint, the ginger tabby recognised the cinnamon pelt. "why hello rosedance," he meowed with a warm smile gracing his greying muzzle before asking, "how was hunting this morning?" a question spurred by the scent of prey tickling his nose.
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Postby Galeslash7 » Wed Jul 29, 2020 1:41 pm

RAVENBLAZE
She cat++++Warrior++++30 moons++++Arranged Mate: None++++Apprentice: None++++Tags: Open


Ravenblaze woke up with a start. Where was that giant mouse who wanted to devour the whole world?!? She would destroy him! Then she shook herself, hehe it had just been a dream. A crazy dream. She yawned and got up from her small den. It was early, but she always felt mornings were when she could hunt the best. Not look her best though; she was a crazy sleeper and she usually woke up with fur sticking up in all directions. She licked a paw and tried to brush her fluffy black head, but that made it worse. Oh well, hopefully no cat would see her before she could get a good run in. She stretched and started to trot towards the entrance, trying to be as sneaking as she could be. She made it out of the den and tried to get past the center of camp. This was going to be difficult.
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ยฐโ‹† one โ—

Postby squarshed » Thu Jul 30, 2020 7:30 am

      ๐™—๐™š๐™–๐™ง๐™˜๐™ก๐™–๐™ฌ
      ๐™ฌ๐™–๐™ง๐™ง๐™ž๐™ค๐™ง | ๐™ฉ๐™ค๐™ข | 40 ๐™ข๐™ค๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™จ
      ๐™ก๐™ค๐™˜๐™–๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™ค๐™ฃ | ๐™๐™ช๐™ฃ๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ โžธ ๐™–๐™ฉ ๐™˜๐™–๐™ข๐™ฅ
      ๐™ฉ๐™–๐™œ๐™จ | ๐™ฃ๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™š
    Amber eyes locked onto the plump squirrel before him, nibbling away on an acorn. Bearclaw kept himself low, and, just as he was about to pounce, heard a small "snap!" come from beneath. With surprising speed, the rodent disappeared up the maple tree and its great leaves. The warrior huffed out a curse under his breath. The tom had been hunting since dawn, and all he had managed to catch was a scrawny chipmunk and a young grouse. Looking to the sky, the sun shown brightly through the leafy coverage, dappling the forest floor and foliage. Another curse escaped his maw and his tail lashed, quickly whipping around to fetch his previous catches. The sun was well above the horizon; he had stayed out far too long.

    Bearclaw scurried back to camp, weaving through bushes and ducking under high branches. As he neared his trot slowed to a slower walk, not wanting to appear as being rushed when he stepped through the entrance. To his dismay, Bearclaw had stayed out far too late, with the many clanmates up and about proving this. Making a bee-line for the fresh-kill pile, he dropping his shrew down first, laying his finer grouse on top. Maybe they wouldn't notice his embarrassing catch had he simply laid it to the side, but the prideful warrior wasn't about to bet on it. Striding over towards the edge of camp, Bearclaw began to groom himself a little. Some leaves had nested within the thick fur, alongside a brittle stick and a beetle. He may as well clean up a little before patrols were announced, he reasoned, getting to work.

    It wasn't long before his eyes began to wander a little, scanning the camp for his apprentice. Dunepaw had been doing lots of battle training (and was doing pretty darned good at it) as of recently, but it was high time that he started learning some more advanced hunting skills. Eyes grazing the medicine den, he recognized the ginger pelt within it and sighed. Training may have to wait until tomorrow, depending on what was wrong. "If he doesn't show for patrols soon, then I guess I'll check on him afterwards," Bearclaw reasoned, letting his eyes scan the clearing once more.

    Another missing cat from his view was Alderleaf. While the two of them had been so different, Starclan still thought it a good idea to pair them for life. The younger tom seemed uneasy when it was announced, and not much had changed since then. Bearclaw hadn't felt much "love" since the ceremony, but it was still his duty to try. Besides, there was nothing wrong with his mate; sure, he was a bit softer than Bearclaw himself, and a ton friendlier, but that didn't make him a bad warrior or cat. "He doesn't give himself enough credit, " the tom thought, mild frustration sparking within his chest. Shaking his pelt, Bearclaw redirected his attention to the less than stunning mess his fur had become. Alderleaf would warm-up eventually, and so would himself; why else would Starclan make the decision to pair the two?


      ๐™ฅ๐™–๐™ก๐™š๐™—๐™ž๐™ง๐™™
      ๐™ฌ๐™–๐™ง๐™ง๐™ž๐™ค๐™ง | ๐™ข๐™ค๐™ก๐™ก๐™ฎ| 30 ๐™ข๐™ค๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™จ
      ๐™ก๐™ค๐™˜๐™–๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™ค๐™ฃ | ๐™–๐™ฉ ๐™˜๐™–๐™ข๐™ฅ
      ๐™ฉ๐™–๐™œ๐™จ | ๐™›๐™ค๐™œ๐™จ๐™ฅ๐™ก๐™–๐™จ๐™

    She stood at the edge of a lake. The harsh wind of leaf-fall tussled with Palebird's short fur, and the water lapped hungrily at her paws. A crow cried from above, startling the calico, her gaze shifting from the waterline to the corvid. It flew tight circles high above the water, and the wind began to roar. Still, she searched the waterline, panic beginning to build. "This isn't funny!" the molly cried out, voice strained and high. Standing, she walked farther into the water, it now splashing against her chest, the cold piercing her eyes. Shouts were swept away by the merciless wind; suddenly she lost balance, slipping beneath the water-

    Palebird shot up, panting hard, eyes wide and fearful. The fur on her neck stood high, and claws were unsheathed. Breathing hard and slow, the warrior relaxed upon taking in the surroundings of the den. Checking around, it seemed as though those who remained were still very much asleep. Sighing in relief, Palebird took a moment to lay her fur down and to sheath her claws. With another sigh she stepped out of her nest and made her way out of the cavern, eyes squinting in the morning light. It was bright and warm, and most importantly dry. The molly welcomed the warmth graciously, a smile making it's way to her face.

    Now, what to do? Patrols didn't seem to have been made, considering how scattered her clanmates were. But it was too late to go on a walk or early hunt. Turning to the side she spotted Fogsplash; from what she knew they were around the same age, and she had no problem talking with him. Strolling on over, she let out a friendly chirr to let him know she was there. "Good morning, Fogsplash. How are you doing?," she asked, sitting about a tail's length away. She might as well start her day off on the right paw, and you can't go wrong with being polite.


      ๐™ฅ๐™ก๐™ช๐™ข๐™›๐™ง๐™ค๐™จ๐™ฉ
      ๐™ฌ๐™–๐™ง๐™ง๐™ž๐™ค๐™ง | ๐™ข๐™ค๐™ก๐™ก๐™ฎ| 36 ๐™ข๐™ค๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™จ
      ๐™ก๐™ค๐™˜๐™–๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™ค๐™ฃ | ๐™–๐™ฉ ๐™˜๐™–๐™ข๐™ฅ
      ๐™ฉ๐™–๐™œ๐™จ | ๐™ฃ๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™š
    Plumfrost was not a morning cat. The complete opposite, actually; she preferred the cool, undisturbed peace of night to the buzz and business of a warm morning in camp. She often found herself stowing away in her nest as long as possible because of this. It wasn't uncommon for her to be curled up and cozy, asleep while those around her stirred and left. Today was no different, and when Plumfrost awoke she awoke to a near-empty den. Humming quietly to herself, she slipped past the few that slept in even later than she and out the entrance. Immediately she scanned for a spot to groom her no-doubt messy fur, settling for a shady spot to her left. "The further from all this commotion, the better, " she thought, trotting over to her little spot of heaven. She began to groom herself, keeping an ear out to hear if she'd be on patrol today or not.


      ๐™š๐™ก๐™ ๐™ฅ๐™–๐™ฌ
      ๐™–๐™ฅ๐™ฅ๐™ง๐™š๐™ฃ๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™˜๐™š | ๐™ข๐™ค๐™ก๐™ก๐™ฎ | 9 ๐™ข๐™ค๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™จ
      ๐™ก๐™ค๐™˜๐™–๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™ค๐™ฃ | ๐™–๐™ฉ ๐™˜๐™–๐™ข๐™ฅ
      ๐™ฉ๐™–๐™œ๐™จ | ๐™–๐™ข๐™—๐™š๐™ง๐™ฅ๐™–๐™ฌ
    With the bright sunlight glaring into her eyes, it was no surprise Elkpaw woke up with a bit of a grumpy attitude. She was not a morning cat, and this rude awakening rubbed her fur in the wrong way. Her pale eyes were narrow slits, trying to focus in the disruptive light. A few bodies still remained in their nests, but there were certainly some missing. The young molly rose with a stretch, taking a moment to process that she was indeed awake. As she stumbled out of her nest, Elkpaw took notice of the moss scattered nearby and let amusement rise into her throat with a gentle purr. "Amberpaw has always been quite the restless sleeper", she thought, taking a few more steps until reaching the mouth of the shared den. Plopping nearby, the molly started the process of grooming such a long coat.

    It took a good while to finish, but once she had Elkpaw's mood had improved drastically, and she began to look around for her mentor. Alas, Summitcrow was sharing a meal with her mate; asking about plans had to wait. Spotting a familiar tabby pelt, the now groomed molly bounded over to join Amberpaw on her walk to wherever she was going. Always happy to start a conversation, Elkpaw chirped "It's a lovely morning, isn't it? Why I hope the sky stays this clear all day!" Barely pausing, she continued on "I saw this huge oak tree the other day on patrol, and I've been looking for someone to climb it with me for days! Would you like to come with me later?" It was true, that Elkpaw had been prattling on for a while about this tree, and she had an inkling she may have already asked her fellow apprentice to join her at least once before, but its always worth a second shot, right?
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Postby wildsight » Fri Jul 31, 2020 3:03 pm

      โ„ โ”โ” ๏ผด๏ผก๏ผฉ๏ผง๏ผก๏ผฐ๏ผฉ๏ผฎ๏ผฅ ๏ผ๏ผ
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      47 ms | molly | medicine cat | assigned to pantherfang | tags; whisperpaw, dunepaw
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      โ”โ”As usual, Taigapine was already up before dawn quietly rustling through the herbs to check what they had and what they didn't. A few things they were low, which was nothing she couldn't fix with a short, solo herb expedition. Swiping her tongue over her maw, she slowly padded around her fellow medicine cat Sageleaf, a younger molly but had potential no doubt. Taigapine always said she had potential, as if she were only a medicine cat apprentice and not a full medicine cat. She was older and had more experience, so she always treated her as such but no less of a cat. Taigapine knew though if anything ever happened to herself, that it would be up to Sageleaf to fill in and take over completely. Something she wasn't quite sure if she was ready to handle, but would be able to do so well enough regardless. Eventually, she laid back down in her nest, closing her eyes but didn't drift off back into slumber.

      โ”โ”It wasn't very long before she could hear the sound of quiet pawsteps, meaning that one of the apprentices were awake. The sound soon faded away, but not long after returned. She could hear Whisperpaw's voice nearby, trying to wake Doepaw the other medicine cat apprentice. Her eyes slowly opened and she slowly rose from the nest. "Whisperpaw, there's no need going around waking others for no reason. Let Doepaw rest." Her icy gaze lingered on the apprentice for a moment, but before she could say anything more a voice interrupted the otherwise quiet in the den. Glancing at the apprentice and their sleeping companions, she turned away and padded to the entrance, blinking as her eyes adjusted to the light. There stood Dunepaw, looking mildly ill. "Dunepaw, don't tell me you've upset your stomach again." She wasn't annoyed with the apprentice, but she wished he'd be mindful about what he ate. The tom had a sensitive stomach and she had dealt with it more than once. "Come along, Dunepaw. You can tell me exactly what's wrong, if my guess wasn't right." Brushing the tom with the tip of her tail, she turned and led the way back into the den, hoping he hadn't eaten anything too bad.
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      โง โ”โ” ๏ผก๏ผฌ๏ผค๏ผฅ๏ผฒ๏ผฌ๏ผฅ๏ผก๏ผฆ ๏ผ๏ผ
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      34 ms | tom | warrior | assigned to bearclaw | tags; bearclaw
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      โ”โ”Alderleaf awoke just after the sun had begun to rose, letting out a quiet yawn. Blinking his green eyes, he slowly scanned the den seeing that a few warriors were still asleep. Bearclaw was not among them. A strange feeling flowed through the tom for a moment, before disappearing as quickly as it had come. He still didn't really know about the tom. Alderleaf just didn't see himself and Bearclaw as a good pair, he was always left with an uneasy feeling after speaking with him, he felt like Starclan had made a mistake. He tried to make it work the best he could, but so far things hadn't gone anywhere. He didn't know if it was his fault or if Bearclaw didn't think the two of them matched either - but regardless, they couldn't change it thus he would be stuck with him for the time being. If not, for the rest of his life.

      โ”โ”Shaking these thoughts from his mind, the bi-color tabby warrior rose to his paws and slowly padded around the rest of his fellow warriors. He blinked rapidly as he made his way out of the den, his green gaze flickering two and fro as he looked over each of his clanmates in turn. Most seemed to be chatting with one another, whether it be a friend or their assigned mate. Alderleaf noted that some of the cats had been assigned with a friend, which he would find quite awkward, and it seemed to be the case with some of them as well. Some cats didn't have a problem with assigned mates, while others did. And then there were cats like him that didn't know what they thought about them. His gaze traveled over the cats once more, hoping to spot Mushroompaw somewhere nearby, but the young tom was no where in sight. Inhaling slightly, he decided he should busy himself until the tom appeared, whenever that might be. He soon spotted Bearclaw, but didn't approach him right away. He tossed the idea around for a few moments, before he decided that it couldn't hurt to at least say 'good morning.' The bi-color tabby took a seat next to the tom, his tail swaying slowly. "Good morning, Bearclaw." He greeted in a friendly tone. "How are you this morning? Any plans for Dunepaw today?" He questioned, noticing his apprentice wasn't present either.
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      โœท โ”โ” ๏ผฅ๏ผง๏ผฒ๏ผฅ๏ผด๏ผฐ๏ผก๏ผท ๏ผ๏ผ
      โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”
      10 ms | molly | apprentice | assigned to elkpaw | tags; open
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      โ”โ”currently asleep in the apprentice den.
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Re: ยฐโ‹† ๐–ฌ๐– ๐–ฏ๐–ซ๐–ค๐–ข๐–ซ๐– ๐–ญ โ— ๐’&๐’‚

Postby stormythecloud » Fri Jul 31, 2020 10:34 pm

    ๐’ฏ๐’ฝ๐“Š๐“ƒ๐’น๐‘’๐“‡๐“ˆ๐“‰๐“‡๐’พ๐“€๐‘’
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    Tom | 34 Moons | Warrior | Arranged Mate: Duskwatcher | Forbidden Crush: open/maybe Frozenthunder
    Apprentice: Egretpaw | Tags: open | Mentions: Egretpaw, Stormheart
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    Thunderstrike had still been asleep when the tom's sister Stormheart had left her nest beside him causing him to groan. He briefly had woken up to see her leave and sighs as he knew if she had planned on putting him in one of the patrols she would come back for him since he didn't feel like getting up just yet. He doubted his apprentice Egretpaw was up either since he had yet to bother him to start their training for the day which was fine though he usually liked being able to relax as much as possible unlike his sister who was deputy and rarely did relax. Thankfully when he glanced close beside him he had yet to see his arranged mate awake as well, grateful even. The tom didn't mind him entirely though they were quite different and he personally hated the idea of arranged mates as he believed they should be able to choose which cats they end up with and not simply chosen by Starclan. Because of this though he wasn't as open to Duskwatcher as he was to some of the other cats in the clan as he was known to be quite the flirt.

    ๐ฟ๐‘’๐‘œ๐“…๐’ถ๐“‡๐’น๐’ท๐“‡๐‘’๐‘’๐“๐‘’
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    She-cat | 21 Moons | Warrior | Arranged Mate: Beenose | Forbidden crush:
    Apprentice: | Tags: Beenose | Mentions: Tallmist
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    Unlike her mate, Leopardbreeze enjoyed the idea of sleeping in though the one thing she had a hard time doing was staying asleep once the other she-cat left their combined nest. The arranged mate system wasn't something she necessarily agreed to growing up but she seemed to had gotten lucky since Beenose and her did get a long fairly well most of the time thus far. They were still getting to know each other as they hadn't gotten to be announced too long ago and even then she had been shy and still warming up to each other. It was hard since they had a larger age gab than most of the other cats in the clan though she didn't mind but it was weird thinking about how Beenose was closer to her mother Tallmist's age rather than her own. But because of their age difference prior to being assigned they barely had spoken much unless they were on patrol together.
    The young she-cat sighed once and tried to get comfortable again now that her mate had been gone for awhile. She didn't have an apprentice currently and with how the nursery was empty for the past several moons it didn't seem like that would happen anytime soon. Perhaps it was her reason of not feeling like they needed to rush but part of her did end up feeling useless by sitting in her now cold nest alone. She sighed and quickly groomed herself before she had gotten out of the den and glanced for Beenose.

    ๐’Ÿ๐‘œ๐‘’๐“…๐’ถ๐“Œ
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    She-cat | 10 Moons | Medicine Cat Apprentice | Crush-to-be: Creekpaw
    Mentors: Taigapine & Sageleaf | Tags: Whisperpaw, Taigapine | Mentions: Bogstar, Dunepaw, Sageleaf
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    Doepaw was having her usual dream, the one which she was hunting again and that her leg had never gotten injured and that she was doing this hunt for her warrior assessment. In the past two moons it had been hard for her as she no longer could do what she truly wanted more than anything and that was to hunt by herself. Though she could do it it was rough, she often would be dragging her once fully injured leg around so running was too hard to do to chase a rabbit or a squirrel and the only thing that seemed to be her speed was trying to catch a fish. She remembered when the medicine cats, her now mentors, and Bogstar had mad the decision for her to start medicine cat training instead of continuing her warrior training. While she ha been waiting to even get to really leave the medicine cat den while she was too injured to do much on it, she did begin learning the basics of the remedies though she wasn't fully interested and invested until she was told this was what was happening now.
    It was hard to adjust to her new life as a medicine cat but for the past half moon she lived it and she was grateful to have Whisperpaw. Though she was jealous as her friend and fellow medicine cat apprentice had chosen this life while she had not. The two of them were only a moon apart but she was sure because her training from warrior to medicine cat had changed, she was sure that Whisperpaw would end up earning their name before she did though they both seemed to be doing well it wouldn't be for several moons anyway.
    As she was leaping onto the rabbit in her dream she had been awoken to a normal morning occurrence, Whisperpaw, it seemed quite routine to her. She just wished for once in her dream she could catch whatever before her friend would wake her up, it wasn't fair. "Ugh what Whisperpaw?" She groaned out slowly before she had Taigapine's voice and sighed once. "It's fine I'm already up but thank you." Though she blinked sleepily and noticed that Dunepaw had came into the den, guessing it meant it was time to really get up now. She sighs and slowly stretched as she gotten up to her paws, her fur was a bit of a mess as the moss was clinging onto her long fur.

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Postby A m n e s i a » Sat Aug 01, 2020 6:32 am

โžณ๐“ข๐“พ๐“ท๐“ฆ๐“ช๐“ฝ๐“ฌ๐“ฑ๐“ฎ๐“ป
xxxxFemale/30 moons/Lesbian
xxxxWarrior/Apprentice; FreezingPaw
xxxxNo Crush/Arranged Mate; PlumFrost
xxxxtags
ใ€‹ FreezingPaw


The she-cat was still in her nest, she figured her apprentice could wait a little longer for them to start training and she shifted into a more comfortable position. SunWatcher wasn't the best mentor due to her habit of sleeping in and allowing her apprentice to sit around camp during the morning.
She grumbled softly as a paw began to shake her and she looked up to see her son, CreekPaw, he didn't bother saying anything and instead gave a heated glare silently scolding her. She chuckled softly "Alright fine no sleeping in today, got it" She responded and sighed before slowly standing up. The two exited together before going their separate ways as SunWatcher began walking towards FreezingPaw "Morning" She spoke and let out a soft yawn.

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โžณ๐“’๐“ป๐“ฎ๐“ฎ๐“ด๐“Ÿ๐“ช๐”€
xxxxMale/11 moons/Bisexual
xxxxApprentice/Mentor; StormHeart
xxxxCrush to be; DoePaw
xxxxtags
ใ€‹Open


CreekPaw shook his head at his mothers behavior and his head turned to glance at StormHeart. He saw her with the leader and figured she'd probably be busy setting up patrols for a little while. He grumbled to himself knowing he'd have to wait and his gaze traveled towards the camp entrance. A part of him was tempted to leave without his mentor which he's been caught doing multiple times throughout his apprenticeship but he pushed the thought away as he'd already got in trouble for doing that a couple of days ago.
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โžณ๐“ข๐“ช๐“ท๐“ญ๐“›๐“ฒ๐“ต๐”‚
xxxxMale/22 moons/Pansexual
xxxxWarrior
xxxxNo Crush/Arranged Mate; Tba
xxxxtags
ใ€‹Open


The young warrior was already up and waiting for StormHeart to organize the patrols, he would prefer to be put on a patrol but if he wasn't he'd just have to wiggle his way into one. SandLily constantly would put himself onto patrols even if he wasn't originally suppose to be on it since he wanted to be seen as a good warrior.
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โžณ๐“—๐“ช๐“ป๐“ต๐“ฎ๐”‚
xxxxFemale/28 moons/Pansexual
xxxxRogue
xxxxNo Crush/No Mate
xxxxtags
ใ€‹Open


The she-cat was currently chasing after a small bird, she had no goal to actually catch the bird as she has already ate a vole earlier that day. The bird flew higher and eventually disappeared from Harley's sight "Awww" She muttered to herself and then a giggle escaped her mouth as she noticed a feather on the ground "oh, neat! A feather" She said excitedly and swatted at the feather.
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โ— โ™” whisperpaw 2 | fogsplash 2 | robinshine 1 โ™” โ—

Postby sin.namoroll » Mon Aug 03, 2020 3:40 am

    โ– ๏ผท๏ผจ๏ผฉ๏ผณ๏ผฐ๏ผฅ๏ผฒ๏ผฐ๏ผก๏ผท๏ผ
    โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€

    [ she cat ] [ medicine cat app ] [ location ;; medicine den ] [ mentioned ;; // ] [ tags ;; doepaw, taigapine, dunepaw ]

      whisperpaw halted at the meow of the older medicine cat. "sorry taigapine," she muttered, turning back to doepaw. "do you wanna check the herbs? or maybe see the elders? orโ”€" she was interrupted by dunepaw entering the den.
      "hi dunepaw! bad belly?" the young she cat guessed. the ginger tom was often in the medicine den looking uncomfortable and in pain from his stomach. whisperpaw enjoyed seeing him, it gave them something to do in the mornings. taigapine often dealt with it, but whisperpaw liked to watch or just talk at him as he was given his herbs. warrior training was vastly different from medicine training, and although the grey molly had no interest in taking it up herself, she was always happy to hear the other apprentices talk about it.


    โ– ๏ผฆ๏ผฏ๏ผง๏ผณ๏ผฐ๏ผฌ๏ผก๏ผณ๏ผจ๏ผ
    โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€

    [ tomcat ] [ warrior ] [ location ;; camp ] [ mentioned ;; stormheart, bogstar ] [ tags ;; palebird ]

      being the tom that often kept to the sidelines within the clan, fogsplash was always surprised when some cat initiated a conversation with him. this time was no exception, palebird's chirp made his fur stand up and he nearly choked on his paw mid-groom.
      "h-hi!" he gasped out, turning his yellow gaze to the she cat. "i'm okay. it's, um, it's a nice morning." the dark grey tom mewed, grasping for a conversation. please starclan, anything more interesting than the weather! and as if his prayer was heard, he spotted stormheart speaking with bogstar on the other side of camp. "who do you think will go on patrol this morning?" he asked palebird beside him, glancing around the camp at the other cats who were up and about.


    โ– ๏ผฒ๏ผฏ๏ผข๏ผฉ๏ผฎ๏ผณ๏ผจ๏ผฉ๏ผฎ๏ผฅ๏ผ
    โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€

    [ tomcat ] [ elder ] [ location ;; elder's den ] [ mentioned ;; deepwater, rosedance ] [ tags ;; deepwater, rosedance ]

      the frail old tom's blue eyes fluttered open to the light sound of rustling beside him, managing to make out his junior awakening.
      "ah, good morning deepwater." he rasped to the younger tom after muttering a quiet good morning to juniperfrost in starclan, an action which had become habitual since her death. robinshine had always been grateful for deepwater, the dark grey tabby as he made him feel far less alone.
      his attention was then soon grasped by a younger build slipping into the den. after a short squint, the ginger tabby recognised the cinnamon pelt. "why hello rosedance," he meowed with a warm smile gracing his greying muzzle before asking, "how was hunting this morning?" a question spurred by the scent of prey tickling his nose.
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Postby Queen of flames » Mon Aug 03, 2020 4:12 am

Frozenthunder
she ~~ warrior ~~ crush: Thunderstrike~~arr.mate: open~~app: n/a~~ tagging:

She sat not so far from the young tom Sandlily, her eyes looking around the camp stopping for Thunderstrike for a while, no longer than she wanted them to. Sighing she looked elsewhere for a moment, she didn't want to admit to herself that the handsome black and white tom interested her a lot, if she had a chance to choose her own mate he could be one of her list of tom, the second could be Adderfang. Thought either of them had an arranged mates already, so her changed to be or even try to be with them was impossible, she didn't want to break the rules and get exiled, because of that. She tried to empty all her romantic emotions for anyone, and already prepared to be alone for rest of her life.

Rosedance
tom~~warrior~~crush: open~~arr.mate: Bumble~~app: ~~ tagging: (Deepwater), Robinshine

He smiled at his father, little bit waiting for him to say the words like 'no you could no need to bring anything to me I may be old, but I can walk to get my own prey in a fresh-kill pile' he always said something like that first, but then thanked and was very pleased about the attention he got. He didn't really say anything to his father but looked over to another elder into the den "Oh good morning Robinshine" he meowed to him "Hunting was great the forest is as lively as always, which is good of course" he meowed to him looking the one prey he got there, feeling embarrassed "oh sorry, I can bring something for you too if that's not enough for both of you to share" he meowed to either of them.

Freezingpaw
she~~apprentice~~crush: open~~arr.mate: open~~men: Sunwatcher~~tagging: Sunwatcher

A sight escaped to her mouth when she was over her own thoughts, as a kit she didn't even get that mate thinks, and now she kind of miss it, she wanted to be as carefree as then, not thinking anything just playing without worries for anything. Now the thing was different, the more she grew the more the thinks started to stress her, she didn't want to grow, but she still wanted to be a warrior someday. Sighing again she made a look over her paws when feared some paw steps getting closer and shadow approving to her paws when the voice of her mentor got to her "Good morning Sunwatcher" she meowed to her with a smile "Are we doing what today?" she asked, getting to her energetic self, which was pretty much a fake to hide her true mood.

Deepwater
tom~~elder~~crush: none~~arr.mate: none~~tagging: (Rosedance), Robinshine

The dark blue-tabby got up to sat as he eyed the prey his son bought to them, actually, he was going to say his most common words in this situation like ' Oh you didn't need to I could get my own prey to the pile' but he was being ignored by the voice of the other elder there. So he kept his mouth shut for now as he could share the prey with the Robinshine and even if he could be ready to get his own preys into the fresh-kill pile the other tom maybe could not "Thank you, my dear" he said to his son, knowing that he didn't like to be called that way, but he was so proud that he was his son "This fresh-kill will go in good use, right my old friend?" he meowed to Robinshine, a little bit playfully.

Tear
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