๐ธ๐ค๐โ๐๐๐
โ
โโกโ
๐ฏ๐ถ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐พ๐๐ โ 98 mns | โ | Apprentice: | Mate: Ryestar | Tags: Losttooth"๏ผก๏ฝ๏ฝ ๏ผฉ ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ผ๏ฝ ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝ ๏ฝ๏ฝ
A s her son and Smoketail came trotting from the warriorsโ den, Tawnystrike flicked her ear in greeting. The warrior felt a pang of grief for MarshClan in her chest as she watched them head towards Egretcrown. Many moons ago, as Tawnystar, she had assigned Smoketail to train her only son, and he had done wonderfully and built a lasting bond. It was one of her finer decisions, Tawnystrike had always thought, having watched Sunmuzzle build a relationship with a rather closed-off cat. Glancing up at the sky, a sigh escaped the queenโs muzzle. Well...itโs nice knowing that a few good things came from my time as leaderโฆ her eyes fell to her paws, ...even if I failed them, in the end.
Rising to her paws, Tawnystrike padded towards the eldersโ den. After patrols were assembled, she would check in with Egretcrown and see if she was needed anywhere. If not, she would likely do some hunting, or offer to help with training apprentices, since AshClan was blessed with several. For now, though, she had a visit to pay.
โLosttooth?โ Tawnystrike mewed, poking her head into the den, seeking out the familiar cream pelt. Losttooth had been one of her most trusted senior warriors during her leadership, and the calico was glad she still had him to consult with, even with most of her Clanmates gone.
๏ฝ๏ฝ
๏ฝ๏ฝ
๏ฝ๏ฝ ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝ ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝ ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝ ๏ผฉ ๏ฝ๏ฝ
๏ฝ
๏ฝ."
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โ
โโกโ
๐ฎ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ โ 28 mns | โ | Apprentice: | Mate/Crush: | Tags: Smoketail, Specklethorn, Patchcloud, Amberpaw, Squirrelpaw, Ravenfeather, Foxstrike, Troutwhisker, Willowpaw"๐ป๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐ ๐๐'๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐?
A s the hunting party set off, Sunmuzzle kept close to Smoketailโs side, walking between he and Patchcloud. Idle chatter filled the air as Sunmuzzle had no concept of quiet, though it was a crack of thunder that called the ginger-and-white tomโs attention back to reality. His amber eyes flashed up towards the sky - dark clouds were rolling in fast. โOh - we had better hurry and catch something,โ Sunmuzzle mewed, his cheerful tone never fading.
As the patrol neared the border, Sunmuzzleโs brow furrowed. โWhatโs going on over there?โ Rain was beginning to fall slowly now, drizzling his short pelt and sticking it to his fur. Speeding up to a trot, the rain seemed to follow Sunmuzzleโs lead, beginning to fall in earnest. Apparently, hostilities were high, and as Sunmuzzle skidded to a halt, he could hear Troutwhiskerโs snarl on the other side.
(cont. Under Willowpaw)
๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ข ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ข ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐."
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โ
โฆโกโ
๐ผ๐๐๐น๐ถ๐
๐
๐๐ โ 39 mns | โ | Apprentice: Kestrelpaw | Mate: Moonbeam (formerly) | Tags: Duckflight; Kestrelpaw"๐ผ'๐ ๐ถ๐๐๐ถ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐ ๐ถ๐๐ถ๐ ๐ป๐๐๐ ๐ป๐ถ๐๐๐พ๐๐ ๐พ๐ ๐๐๐๐,
T h e silver tabby dipped her head with a smile. โThank you! Iโll go fetch Kestrelpaw. Iโll meet you at the camp entrance when Iโve collected her.โ Ivydapple nudged the black-and-white tomโs shoulder with her nose and then padded off, heading towards the dirt hole that, like the rest of them, served as the apprenticesโ den.
Poking her head inside, Ivydapple let her eyes adjust until they fell on Kestrelpawโs ginger frame. โKestrelpaw!โ The warrior mewed, padding into the den and giving her apprentice a prod with her paw. โWeโre going to train with Duckflight and Pigeonpaw.โ
๐ถ๐๐น ๐ผ'๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐
๐ป๐ถ๐ ๐ถ๐๐ถ๐ ๐ป๐๐๐ ๐ฝ๐ถ๐๐พ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ฝ."
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โ
๐ฉโกโ
๐
๐๐๐๐๐ฝ๐๐๐น๐๐ โ 12 mns | โ | Apprentice: | Crush: Lakepaw | Tags: Egretcrown, Craketooth"โ ๐ก๐ฌ๐ซ'๐ฑ ๐จ๐ซ๐ฌ๐ด ๐ด๐ฅ๐ฌ โ ๐ฒ๐ฐ๐ข๐ก ๐ฑ๐ฌ ๐๐ข,
T w o birds were clutched in the dark tabbyโs jaws, held by the wings. Rosethunder padded into camp, carrying his catch proudly. He lifted his head as he padded past Tinybear and Lakepaw, his tail rising, puffing his chest out and attempting to show off. The apprentice had only just finished training with Nightbreeze, and had spent quite a bit of his apprenticeship with Lakepaw, who he had grown fond of, if only from a slight distance with a friendship built only on being denmates. Now, a young warrior, Rosethunder wanted to get more serious - about his friendships, about his duties, about his romantic interests. Unfortunately, the tom still bore the curse of youth and with it came immaturity.
After dropping his prey in the pile, the stocky tomโs ears swiveled towards Egretcrown. The deputy was calling to assemble patrols, and Rosethunder wasted no time in padding her direction. โPut me on a border patrol, if youโve got room for me,โ the amber-eyed warrior mewed to the deputy. Spotting his brother emerging from the warriorsโ den, Rosethunder met Craketoothโs eye and gave a small flick of his tail towards the empty space beside him, inviting his brother to join.
๐๐ฒ๐ฑ ๐ฆ๐ฑ ๐ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฑ๐๐ฆ๐ซ๐ฉ๐ถ ๐ฆ๐ฐ๐ซ'๐ฑ ๐ช๐ข."
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โ๐๐ก๐ก๐๐โ๐๐๐
โ
โโกโ
๐ฎ๐ฝ๐๐๐๐๐๐ถ๐ โ 42 mns | โ | Apprentice: | Mate: Furzestream (formerly) | Tags: Shadowheart, Wolverinekit"๐๐ ๐ค๐ฅ๐๐ช, ๐ค๐ฅ๐๐ช, ๐ค๐ฅ๐๐ช, ๐จ๐๐ฅ๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ฃ ๐๐ ๐จ,
S h e l l s t a r sat down, curling his fluffy tail around his paws. His eyes were sad as he shook his head. โNothing good, I can assure you that,โ the leaderโs reply came in a whisper. โImagine, Wolverinekit growing up there...the bloodshed heโd have witness.โ A chill ran up the tomโs spine at the thought. He couldnโt imagine any cat was doing well in AshClan - especially the former MarshClan and LeafClan cats. He only hoped they were being treated as warrior of AshClan rather than prisoners of StormClan, though Shellstar doubted it.
A smile returned to his muzzle. Wolverinekit was a joy to be around, the tom had decided, as he did with most kits - but the little one was very lonely, just he and Shadowheart in the den, and Shellstar decided to himself he would be visiting more. Perhaps in a few moons Iโll even take him on as my own apprentice, the tom mused. โWell - a long time ago, our ancestors crafted the Warrior Code for the safety of every cat. Many, many moons ago, some leaders were not as kind...they would send kits into battle where full grown warriors would make crow-food out of them. After careful thought, it was decided when a cat was six moons, they were finally old enough to leave camp and learn how to hunt and defend the Clan - with mentor supervision, at least until they gain some skill.โ
//gonna wait on Shadow before writing more for him๐ฆ๐๐ฅ๐๐ ๐ ๐ฆ๐ฃ ๐ฅ๐๐๐ ๐๐ค ๐ ๐ฆ๐ฅ."
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โโกโ ๐ฒ๐พ๐๐๐๐๐
๐ถ๐
โ 8 mns | โ | Mentor: Troutwhisker | Mate/Crush: | Tags: Smoketail, Specklethorn, Patchcloud, Amberpaw, Squirrelpaw, Ravenfeather, Foxstrike, Troutwhisker, Sunmuzzle"๐๐ท๐ญ ๐ญ๐ช๐ป๐ต๐ฒ๐ท' ๐ ๐ฌ๐ช๐ท ๐ฝ๐ฎ๐ต๐ต, ๐๐ธ๐พ๐ป ๐ฑ๐ช๐ท๐ญ๐ผ ๐๐ฎ๐ป๐ฎ ๐ญ๐ฎ๐ต๐ฒ๐ฌ๐ช๐ฝ๐ฎ ๐ฝ๐ฑ๐ฎ ๐๐ช๐ ๐ฝ๐ฑ๐ฎ๐ ๐ฑ๐ฎ๐ต๐ญ;
R a i n was falling now, drenching Willowpaw and soaking her long fur, making it heavy on her. She moved closer to Foxstrikeโs side as tensions rose; Troutwhisker seemed in a foul mood, and the dilute tortoiseshell just wasnโt quite sure what to do. She shivered from the chill that was seeping into her bones.
It was as the rain began at its heaviest that the AshClan patrol arrived. The cats were fast heading towards them, likely to reclaim their medicine cat, and Willowpawโs fur was bristling, in spite of how waterlogged it was. Her tail lashed back and forth, hoping she came off more intimidating than she felt. In truth, Willowpaw knew she wouldnโt be able to win a fight against a trained warrior - she had only been training for two moons, and her battle moves were limited, so she didnโt dare move away from Foxstrike. She hoped her mentor would handle things peacefully, though that didnโt seem to be the case.
๐ฝ๐ฑ๐ฎ ๐ซ๐ธ๐ฝ๐ฝ๐ต๐ฎ ๐ช๐ผ ๐๐ธ๐พ ๐น๐ธ๐พ๐ป๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ฒ๐ฝ ๐ธ๐ฟ๐ฎ๐ป ๐ฒ๐ฌ๐ฎ - ๐ ๐๐ช๐ผ ๐ผ๐ถ๐ช๐ป๐ฝ ๐ช๐ท๐ญ ๐๐ธ๐พ ๐๐ฎ๐ป๐ฎ ๐ท๐ฒ๐ฌ๐ฎ."
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๐๐ฆ๐ฅ๐ค๐๐๐ ๐ฅ๐๐ โ๐๐๐๐ค
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โจโกโ
๐ช๐๐พ๐๐๐ โ 38 mns | โ | Mentor/Apprentice: | Mate: Octavia | Tags: Jesper"๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ ๐ฅ๐๐๐ ๐๐ฅ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ -
A rumble of thunder overhead woke the black-and-white tom. He lifted his head, mind hazy and blinking slip from his eyes. As they adjusted, he realized the sun had already risen - though now it was hidden by pitch-black clouds. Slowly, he uncurled himself from around his fluffy, snow-white daughter. A mirror image of Octavia (even with a hint of her golden eyes, as if someone had poured it into the blue like paint), Jesper was Oliverโs entire world. The tom would stop at nothing to protect her.
And part of that protecting was, of course, keeping her fed. As the tom straightened up and gave his pelt a shake, he touched his daughterโs flank with his paw. โJesp? Come on, we had better get to hunting before the rain starts.โ As the words rolled off of his tongue, he could hear the patter above them, and a sigh escaped the tom. For the last two moons, they had been living under a scrap of tin roof, slanted against what was once the wall of their Housefolkโs den. It was only pawsteps from where the two had buried Octaviaโs charred body.
๐ ๐ค๐จ๐๐๐ฃ ๐ฅ๐๐๐ฅ ๐, ๐จ๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ ๐ก๐ฆ๐๐ ๐ช๐ ๐ฆ ๐๐ฃ๐ ๐ ๐ฅ๐๐ ๐ฅ๐๐๐."
