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Postby Delta Dawn » Thu May 06, 2021 5:34 pm

๐’œ๐“Š๐“‰๐“Š๐“‚๐“ƒ๐“…๐’ถ๐“Œ
Apprentice | โ™€ | 9m | Apprentice's den | Tags: Sealpaw
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ฦ’โ„“ัƒฯ‰ฮนฮทg
Warrior | โ™‚ | 28m | Camp | Tags: Alterstrike
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โ•‘
โ•‘ Flywing had already been awake since sunrise. He hadn't
โ•‘ fell back asleep after the light started to shine through
โ•‘ the minor cracks in the warrior's den. He waited for
โ•‘ another cat to leave before he did though, not wanting to
โ•‘ be the reason some other cat woke up. He waited for a
โ•‘ few moments before hearing another warrior exit the
โ•‘ den. He peered open his eyes just as Alterstrike was
โ•‘ leaving the den. Flywing quickly got to his paws and
โ•‘ gave his coat a few licks before quickly but carefully
โ•‘ exiting the den after the tom. "Good morning,
โ•‘ Alterstrike!" He called, as he neared the fresh kill pile
โ•‘ where the younger cat had began eating a mouse.
โ•‘ "Looks like Pineflower needs to send out a patrol." He
โ•‘ commented, pawing at the leftover prey before picking
โ•‘ up a scrawny looking finch. He sat down next to the tom
โ•‘ and began eating. After his first mouthful, he looked
โ•‘ around the camp. Where is Pineflower? He wondered.
โ•‘ He thought she would have been excited to begin her
โ•‘ role as deputy and would be up bright and early, but
โ•‘ that was seemingly not the case. He knew that had he
โ•‘ been chosen for deputy, he would have been the first
โ•‘ cat in camp to wake. He shrugged and took another
โ•‘ bite of the cold bird laying in his paws.
โ•‘


Autumnpaw shuffled in her nest, not yet ready to face the day.
She could hear the other apprentices waking around her,
carefully picking their way out of the den, but no matter
how quiet they tried to be, it seemed as though Autumnpaw
could hear every lick, breath and sneeze. Is Burnpaw
really still sick? Can he go sleep in Azurestream's den?

She rolled her eyes behind her closed lids. She'd never
suggest such a thing to his face, as much as she wished he
would. She laid motionless for a few more heartbeats before
groaning and flipping over, gently opening her eyes to the sun
shining through the entrance, invading her vision. She glanced
at Burnpaw, who was seemingly still asleep and huffed. She
got to her paws, and arched her back to stretch. She glanced
around again, spotting Sealpaw. They weren't the best of
friends, but she'd rather talk to her over grumpy Burnpaw!
She wondered where Sandpaw was for a moment before
turning to face Sealpaw. "Good morning, Sealpaw." She
chirped, watching the she-cat pick moss out of her pelt.
"Would you like some help?" She
purred with amusement. Thankfully, Autumnpaw was blessed
with a short, manageable coat that only required a few licks
to make presentable, so she had much more time to sort
herself out.
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Postby Shyer » Fri May 07, 2021 12:57 am

Winterwing
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She-Cat | 30 Moons | Warrior | Location: Fresh Kill Pile | Tags: Alterstrike, Flywing
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Winterwing opens her eyes as she watches a couple of the other warriors leave the den. Softly sighing she gets up herself up and shakes put her fur before padding outside the den. She takes a quick look around and makes her way to the fresh kill pile.
"Morning Alterstrike, Flywing." She nods her head at them and looks at the pile, sniffing at it carefully. She deiced to wait till after the hunting party to eat and leave the rest for the Elders, Apprentices and their only Queen currently.

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Sandpaw
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Tom | 10 Moons | Apprentice | Location: Apprentices' Den | Tags: Willowpaw
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Sandpaw huffs at Willowpaw's comment. Acknowledging it but still too tired to come up with a worthy comeback. But in a way she wasn't wrong... it seems no matter what he did with his pelt it was still all spikey like a thistle plant, which he surprised he wasn't named that to begin with.

And ear folds towards their den as he faintly hears a couple of their den mates talking and moving. " Seems like the entire camp is starting to wake up." He scans the area, his eyes hovering on Baostar for a moment before turning to look at the tabby beside him. "Have any idea what your plans for today are?"
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Postby DylanJollyRancher » Fri May 07, 2021 4:49 am

Tom
32 Moons
Warrior
Location; Outside leader's den
Romantic interest; --
Tags; Open
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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€•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€•โ€•

All it took was one huge leap and Boastar landed gracefully below, clearing a perfect landing. It was a perfect landing, if he did think so himself. Now at the same level as his clan mates, he started to take into account everyone who was out of their dens, counting the heads. If Pineflower didnโ€™t show up soon, heโ€™d start making some preparations himself. However, he hoped the deputy would be the one to organize patrols so heโ€™d have more time with his apprentice. Unfortunately, heโ€™d have to wait a bit longer and so he did just that.


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Tom
23 Moons
Warrior
Location; By the fresh-kill pile
Romantic interest; --
Tags; Flywing, Winterwing
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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€•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€•โ€•
Alterstrikeโ€™s ears twitched, the sound of steps apparent behind him, just before a voice made recognition shortly after. โ€œMorninโ€™, Flywing.โ€ He softly meowed back when the older warrior sat down next to him, not yet looking at the black and white warrior until taking a bite of his own food. He chewed slow, taking his time with the prey, all while listening to Flywing. Once Alterstrike swallowed, he licked lips, then spoke up again. โ€œIโ€™m definitely in no rush to go patrolling. But I guess if itโ€™s for the clan, then there is no choice.โ€

A short glance at Winterwingโ€™s previous actions had Alterstrike rethinking his decision about eating his food. Clearing his throat he stared at his prey then pushed it towards Winterwing with his nose. โ€œHey there. You can have the rest of this if youโ€™d like, Iโ€™m not that hungry.โ€ He meowed as his gaze focused on the she-cat. He rather his friend at least have something before the possibility of being sent out on a patrol. โ€œCare to join us?โ€ He asked.

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Tom
9 Moons
Apprentice
Location; Apprentice Den
Romantic interest; --
Tags; Open
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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€•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€•โ€•

Slowly but surely words began to make their way into Burnpawโ€™s unconscious, the words only grew louder by the passing seconds. The apprentice couldnโ€™t help but shift around in his nest and begin to wake, a groan came from his mouth as he sat himself up and drowsily had a look around the den. Wasnโ€™t long before Burnpaw found the source of what woke him up. Practically all the apprentices were up and most were chatting with one another. โ€œWhat a shame.โ€ Burnpaw huffed, followed by a sneeze and a shake of his head.

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`ยป pine & ripple : one โž

Postby razzberry » Fri May 07, 2021 9:15 am

    โ€ โ€” โ€” ๐๐ˆ๐๐„๐…๐‹๐Ž๐–๐„๐‘
      a pretty, rich brown medium-furred tabby with pale green eyes
      she-cat โˆพ 39 moons โˆพ deputy of lightclan โˆพ app: autumnpaw โˆพ location: camp โˆพ mentions: - โˆพ tags: winterwing, alterstrike, flywing

    She had reminded herself to be mindful of the time when she had left at the crack of down for her run, something she'd taken up as a daily routine. It gave her mind and body the chance to be at ease and let loose among the lush forest around her. So when she jogged back through the barriers of the camp in time to see a few of her clan mates already risen, she was glad that she'd returned just in time. Pineflower slowed down to a walk, flicking her pale emerald gaze sideways to note her leader's presence before those same eyes set to work preparing a mental grouping of who she would put on the patrols. It was certainly a new feeling, having to step into the role of deputy after Boastar had chosen her to succeed their previous deputy. Above all else though, Pineflower was determined to pull her weight, just a she had always done.

    With a fair chunk of the clan's warriors being up and ready to go she wouldn't have much in the way of organizing the patrols and she was sure most of them were already eager to start the day. It seemed all too convenient that there were already three warriors huddled by the dwindling pile of fresh kill, so Pineflower changed course and padded towards them dipping her head in greeting. "Good morning you three! I hope you slept well" the brown tabby meowed as she stopped near Winterwing, Alterstrike and Flywing. "It's drearily clear that we need to stock this up-" Pineflower began as she nudged a tiny bird with the side of her paw "Would you three take a hunting patrol out? I'm sure between all of you we'll be able to add some weight to this pile" the deputy commented, head tilting as she finished her words and waited to hear whether they would handle the hunting patrol.



    โœผ โ€” โ€” ๐‘๐ˆ๐๐๐‹๐„๐…๐‹๐ˆ๐‚๐Š
      a well-muscled lynx point tabby tom with baby blue eyes
      tomcat โˆพ 22 moons โˆพ warrior of lightclan โˆพ app: n/a โˆพ location: camp โˆพ mentions: - โˆพ tags: -

    Pulling himself from his nest had been surprisingly easy that morning, easier than most others where it was the most gruelling part of his morning. Rippleflick paused in his course to exit the warriors den to arch his back in a deep stretch that had his chest touching the floor of the den. The loud pops that sounded from his vertebrae were like music to his ears and encouraged a satisfied groan to bubble up from his chest. Once that business was settled the lynx point tabby ducked out of the den and emerged into the lively camp under the warm rays of the new-leaf sun. Rippleflick noticed that most were either picking their breakfast for the sad looking pile of prey while others were milling about or chatting in attempts to pass time until Pineflower set up patrols.

    Just as he'd thought her name the newly appointed deputy came jogging back into camp, seemingly from the usual run she went on at the crack of dawn even when she'd been a warrior. The rich brown tabby wasted no time in beelining for Winterwing, Alterstrike and Flywing who had wound up by the fresh kill pile together, assumedly asking if they would take a patrol out. When the scene no longer interested him, the pale tabby turned away and sought out a luck patch of grass where he'd be able to groom his fur while he waited to see whether he'd be on a patrol or left to his own devices.

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Postby Queen of flames » Sat May 08, 2021 8:39 pm

Honeymist
male - elder - crush (-) - talking with (open)
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At the elder's den,...

Brambleshadow
male - senior warrior - apprentice (Quickpaw)- crush (-)- talking with (open)
(*3*)

He was sitting side of the cleaning not wanting to be on anyone's way, but still in right place to see around the whole camp. He knew very well that his apprentice was up as well, as he saw him into the clearing. He has nothing against the younger tom but he could not be so harsh for himself, he could relax for a moment and learn that mistakes are not the end of the world, everyone does them. Sighing he could maybe to his test assessment today to see if he is ready to become a warrior or not, before going to the leader to speak at.

Tigerspeckle
male - warrior - apprentice (-) - crush (-) - talking with (Vixensong)
(*3*)

He was being out for a small solo hunt, already caught two mice and a sparrow, he looked around the lively camp as he dropped his catches to the pile. Licking his lips he looked toward the nursery and elders' den wondering if the elders or the queen had their meals yet. The dens seemed very quiet especially the elder's den so he thought they were still sleeping, Vixensong could be awakened already. He thought for a moment before picked up one of his second mice out of the pile and took it to the nursery, carefully peeking inside to see if the queen was awakened already if not then he could not want to wake her for no reason "Good morning Vixensong, it seems you awaken already, I bought you something to eat if you're not already?" he meowed carefully landing the mice down.

Snowivy
female - young warrior - apprentice (-) - crush (Flywing) - talking with (Pineflower, Winterwing, Alterstrike, Flywing)
(*3*)

She was being up and watching the small group of cats there, Winterwing, Aterstrike, and of course Flywing who got most of her attention from the three cats. She was starting to make her way toward the little group when the deputy approved them as well to ask some questions about hunting patrol "hey... I see you're going to a patrol? Do any of you mind if I join it too?" she asked at them, giving a quick look for all of the three cats, but she felt rather embarrassed when she looked at Flywing.

Marblepaw
female - apprentice - mentor (Paleflight) - crush (Rookpaw) - talking with (Paleflight)
(*3*)

She walked out of the apprentice's den after the long night of very good sleep, she doesn't even remember when she did sleep so good than this night. Maybe it was because she didn't eat too much before going to sleep, which was one of her bad habits as she liked to eat. Yawning she took a quick clean out around his silver pelt before looked around the camp to see her mentor Paleflight. No need to look for long before noticed the older warrior, sometimes she wondered if the warrior has a hard time keeping up with her as he was not young any longer, well not that old either, but still. She gave a sight before making her way to the warrior "Hello Paleflight? are you waiting for the patrols to start? or what are we doing today?" she asked him with a respectful nod.

Mint
female - loner - crush (-) - talking with (-)
(*3*)

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Postby Catfrog » Sun May 09, 2021 12:18 pm

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๐š๐™พ๐™พ๐™บ๐™ฟ๐™ฐ๐š† โ™‚ โ”€ age 10 moons rank medicine cat apprentice location camp tags open
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”€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”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€
Rookpaw was not a very early morning cat, and normally slept until someone needed him or woke him up. Where else would
he get all of his energy? Today was different, though. He was woken up from his dreams of colorful fields and flowers by him
self, and felt the same as he always was. Maybe he didn't need all that sleep. Well, that was none of his problem now. He qu
ickly stretched, looked around the den, then popped out of the den and into camp. Without looking, he swiped a piece of pr
ey from the fresh-kill pile and scarfed it down soon after, spitting out bones and covering them in earth. It'd probably be bes
t if he went back to the den and waited for Azurestream, but sitting out and listening to other cats talk wouldn't be disruptiv
e, no, not at all. He could do that while he waited. Though, sitting around made him restless...


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๐™ท๐™ฐ๐š†๐™บ๐™ถ๐™พ๐š๐š‚๐™ด โ™€ โ”€ age 36 moons rank warrior location camp apprentice burnpaw tags burnpaw
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Hawkgorse slept an average amount and woke up at the crack of dawn. What good was a warrior if they weren't punctual?
Since she had gotten an apprentice she'd only been more determined to get up early. She barely had enough time to waste sle
eping, right? Maybe she shouldn't worry. She was out of the den in a short amount of time and after she had eaten something a
nd gotten her fur in order, she padded over to the apprentices den to get Burnpaw. Maybe they could get on a border patrol, or
get moss for the elders. Burnpaw should learn some patience before getting to anything like fighting, she thought. Besides, spar
ring training would be better with another mentor and apprentice alongside them.
'You awake, Burnpaw? If you aren't you better be gettin' up." She meowed as she poked her head into the apprentice's den,
spotting Burnpaw in his nest. 'We've got a whole day of training ahead!"


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๐™ฑ๐š๐™ฐ๐™ฒ๐™บ๐™ด๐™ฝ๐™ฒ๐š๐™ด๐™ด๐™บ โ™‚ โ”€ age 28 moons rank warrior location clearing tags open
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Brackencreek woke up at the sound of his clanmates getting up and leaving the warrior's den. Was he really late? That
was the second time this moon! It was the start of new-leaf. He couldn't be getting up past dawn. Once he was awake, he quickly
groomed his fur until it was sleek and then exited the warrior's den. He spotted the deputy already beginning to send out patrols.
Well, at least he hadn't gotten up all too late. What time was it, anyways? He would be fine. Hopefully he'd be sent out on a patrol.
No matter how boring he found them, he tried to enjoy them and occasionally hope for some action.


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๐™ฒ๐™ท๐™ธ๐š๐™ฟ โ™€ โ”€ age 66 moons rank loner location territory/tree tags open
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Chirp is asleep on a tree branch in Lightclan territory. The only part of her visible is her tail.
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Postby Shyer » Tue May 11, 2021 2:28 am

Winterwing
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She-Cat | 30 Moons | Warrior | Location: Fresh Kill Pile | Tags: Alterstrike, Flywing, Pineflower, Snowivy
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" Moring Pineflower." Winterwing dips her head to the Deputy and listens for a moment as Pineflower asks them to go on hunting patrol, which makes a smile appear on her face. "Of course, if everyone is ready we can set out now." She looks between Alterstrike and Flywing, but her ears twitch at the sound of a new voice and she peak around the others to get a better look and see Snowivy had made her way to their group.
She waves her tail at the young warrior and smiles at her. "I don't mind at all Snowivy, what do you guys think?" She makes her way to white she-cat and sits by her.

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Sandpaw
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Tom | 10 Moons | Apprentice | Location: Apprentices' Den | Tags: Willowpaw
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Sandpaw huffs at Willowpaw's comment. Acknowledging it but still too tired to come up with a worthy comeback. But in a way she wasn't wrong... it seems no matter what he did with his pelt it was still all spikey like a thistle plant, which he surprised he wasn't named that to begin with.

And ear folds towards their den as he faintly hears a couple of their den mates talking and moving. " Seems like the entire camp is starting to wake up." He scans the area, his eyes hovering on Baostar for a moment before turning to look at the tabby beside him. "Have any idea what your plans for today are?"
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Postby SilentMelody » Wed May 12, 2021 11:22 am

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female โ˜… 30m โ˜… bi โ˜… medicine cat โ˜… crush: open โ˜… tags: open
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    She peered out of the medicine cat den, curiously watching her clanmates. The she-cat remained in her den, but perhaps soon she would emerge and mingle or grab some prey as a morning meal. Azurestream noticed that her apprentice had already done the latter, now burying the bones of whatever he had eaten. She let her gaze drift until she saw Winterwing and smiled softly, feeling fond of her sister as she watched her speak with a few other warriors. Perhaps it was a patrol? Pineflower was among one of the cats she was speaking to, so it wouldn't have surprised her.

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    He had woken up late... or at least, later than most of the other warriors. The small, black tom sheepishly made his way out of the den and scurried over to the fresh-kill pile. Although he stared at it longingly, Tinybear told himself that he needed to hunt first before he ate anything. He felt guilty, and it wouldn't be fair for him to eat when he had woken up so late.
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Postby SilverWoes » Thu May 13, 2021 8:05 am

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โ”•โ”โ” female || 10 moons || apprentice || location: outside apprentince den || tags: Sandpaw, open

"Yeeeh no.. I have no clue" she replied, yawning again, "Hopefully something fun and interesting, I wouldn't mind a good battle training" she finished, her ears twitching as she also finished cleaning herself. "What about you?" she asked, looking at her denmate before quickly scanning the camp for her mentor, not seeing them. There was a lot of other cats though, so she wondered for a second if she'd get placed in a patrol without her mentor. Probably not, she knew she was a lot to handle. Figuring it was fine to keep chatting until she was told otherwise, she settled in a bit more and focused on Sandpaw.


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โ”•โ”โ”male || 12 moons || apprentice || location: camp area || tags: open

As the sun was rising, Quickpaw was already awake and in the camp area, stretching to warm up a bit more. He wanted to be ready and prepared for whatever tasks he might have to face today in order to impress his mentor the best he could. He didn't want to let Brambleshadow down, or anyone else in the clan. He knew how much was riding on it, wanting to make sure that he was an asset instead of a burden to his clan that was so generous to take him in. Focusing on making sure all of his muscles were being warmed up, he began spacing out thinking about the dumb things he let raise his anxiety so easily.

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Postby Rae'tia » Thu May 13, 2021 11:17 pm

Paleflight
Male | 63m | Warrior
Location: Camp | Tags: Marblepaw

The tom blinked as the pale spotted figure of his apprentice padded forward, and let out a hum. "Good Morning, Marblepaw." He replied, sighing softly as the apprentice flung questions at the tom. Tail tip curling for a heartbeat, the pale-eyed tom huffed. "As New-leaf is just starting, I think it would be a good time to see how you're hunting skills are." Paleflight trailed off for a moment, eyes narrowing as he spotted Pineflower and a few others. "Unless Pineflower has already assigned a morning hunting patrol, then I'll try to get us on a border patrol." The tom meowed, his gaze not leaving the brown-furred tabby that was the clan's deputy. His mind wandered as he stared at the she-cat before his narrowed gaze flickered back to his apprentice, "Why don't we go see if we can get assigned." He added as an afterthought before he started over to the tabby she-cat.

Sealpaw
Female | 10m | Apprentice
Location: Apprentices Den | Tags: Autumnpaw

Head snapping up at the sound of Autumnpaw, and blinked at the calico apprentice. She had a piece of moss hanging out of her mouth, a few white hairs along with it, that she had accidentally pulled out as well. It stung a little, but it wasn't anything that would sharpen her tongue. She sheepishly spat the moss out next to her, then gave a half-smile. "Good morning to you as well Autumnpaw." Sealpaw replied, before glancing down at her messy coat. Amusement rush through her for a heartbeat, before she turned her attention back to her den-mate. "Sure, I wouldn't mind the help." Part of her envied short-furred cats like Autumnpaw, having a manageable coat was something that she often dreamed about. Though she often reaped more rewards during leafbare, as even a little bit of more fur went a long way to keeping one warm. She glanced over at the calico one last time before returning to her grooming.

Ravenfeather
Female | 32m | Warrior
Location: Abandoned Fox Den | Tags: Open

After successfully digging up her earlier catches, the black-furred feline stepped out of the old fox den and started to make her way back to camp. As she padded along, the copper-eyed she-cat started brainstorming ideas on how to gain more respect within the clan. Her original idea - or her first two ideas - was to either become clan deputy or to find a way to seduce Boastar into taking her as a mate. Pineflower took the first one, but the second was still a viable option. Though it wasn't what the feline had hoped for. While the mates of clan leaders got a certain amount of respect, they were still everyday warriors. Part of her hoped that a fox would eat Pineflower, but figured that it would be too much to ask. Maybe after I get an apprentice, Boastar will take notice. She thought, before shaking her head as she stepped into camp.

Her gaze flickered towards the clan's nursery and frowned for a heartbeat. The only kits close enough to being apprenticed were her sisters, and they weren't even born yet. So not only would she have to wait for at least six moons, but the chance of her mentoring her own sister's kits was slim. That being said, there was always a chance. Ravenfeather thought as she dropped her catches on the prey-pile her gaze flickering about camp. Taking interest in who was up and about and who was lazing about. Her lips curled into a sneer as she caught sight of Brackencreek's large form. Personally, Ravenfeather found the tom annoying, she saw his attempts to be charming aggravating and more often than not wanted to claw his whiskers off for it. Snorting, the black she-cat turned her gaze away from the tom once again looking over the clan's camp.


Vixensong
Female | 32m | Queen
Location: Nursery | Tags: Tigerspeckle

She had stiffened as the sound of pawsteps rang in her ears, alerting her to someone approaching the nursery. Her claws unsheathed as she prepared herself for the worst, as despite being fully awake, her previous nightmare still haunted her. The tickle tabby she-cat relaxed as Tigerspeckle stepped in, and padded over. Letting out a sigh of relief and her claws sheathing, the ginger she-cat smiled at the brown tabby tom. "Yes, good morning to you too Tigerspeckle." She purred in return, "I've just awoken, so I would, in fact, adore having a bite to eat." She added, glancing down at the mouse he placed down. It wasn't much, but then mice were always small, so it didn't make much of a difference. Thankfully, she'd eaten a hearty rabbit the night before and wasn't too hungry, so she wouldn't need anything much bigger. "Thank you for this, Tigerspeckle. Starclan knows how long I'd have to wait for an apprentice to get me something to eat. Or how long it would take me to waddle out to the prey-pile." Vixensong mewed, amusement coloring her tone as leaned down to take a bite of the mouse.
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