𝕋𝕣𝕒𝕟𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕝ℂ𝕝𝕒𝕟 ☮ ℕ𝕠𝕥 𝔸𝕔𝕔𝕖𝕡𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘

[Takk]

☪Bluewhisker ♂||Warrior||47 moons||→Timberfoot, Tinyfang, Mothtumble

Hearing Timberfoot's request, the tom nods, agreeing it would be best to prepare for the worst. Even if that meant the medicine cat leaving camp for herbs, he was sure Moosestar would understand that much. He turned to find Mothtumble when Tinyfang approached, disappointed in himself for not keeping his glum mood less obvious. "Apologies, it's nothing to worry about. Moosestar will let everyone know what's going on soon, but it isn't really my place to speak on the matter." Starclan forbid be blurted out they were attacking Wildclan and Moosestar changed his mind last second. "Though you don't look too confident either. I must speak to Mothtumble, but I'll be happy to lend you an ear in a moment." Bluewhisker kept a steady pad towards the medicine cat den, seeing that she-cat was already waiting for him. Beetlepaw had headed off to another group of warriors; likely already one step ahead of him.
"Moosestar is requesting you prepare for injuries. Is there more Beetlepaw should be looking for?" He mews quietly, not wanting other warriors to hear. He'd already failed to hide his tense feelings, he had to try harder to hold his tongue until Moosestar spoke first. Strikinggaze was already joining the apprentice not too far away, but he found himself wishing there were more warriors to help.

✨Vervainclaw ♀||Warrior||26 moons||→Thistleflight, Beetlepaw

She focused on Thistleflight's words, wondering what it must be like to hold yourself to such high expectations. While he may offer sympathy to her busy mind, her problems felt so small compared to someone who had real goals in the clan. She was supposed to border patrol, fight any threat to her last breath, and walk among the stars someday. He seemed to think there was a lot more to his life than serving. Her ears pricked at Beetlepaw's voice, offering a bright smile towards the young cat. Strikinggaze was so quick to pick up the extra work, she almost felt a little jealous. "Oh! Be careful then you two. I hope the twoleg gardens aren't completely flooded if you visit them!" Trying to offer a little help towards their herb hunt; she knew for a fact twoleg gardens always had something useful and their dens offered great hiding places for prey, cobwebs and from dogs.
"It's funny, I just want to help and be useful. Even if it's in me to be important, I don't really want to be. Blending in would make me feel much better than standing tall at fourtrees and speaking for my entire clan. It's amazing you feel like you could really thrive under that pressure. It must be really hard having an older sibling to always compare yourself to, but I bet that's why you have such high standards for yourself." Watching Mistlespots and Timberfoot talk in hushed mews she couldn't hear through this rain. "If anything, it just proves it's in your blood to succeed."

[Chaotic Queen]

Littlepaw ○ molly ○ moons ○ apprentice ○ mentor: Vervainclaw ○ crush: oakpaw ○ tags/mentions: Oakpaw, Plumpaw

Littlepaw loved the rain as she debated on going out in it. She saw Oakpaw ans Plumpaw by the entrence and saw Oakpaw had already gotten wet. She shook her head before padding by the 2 apprentices and into the rain with a smile on her muzzle as she looked up at the sky and closed her eyes and let the rain come down on her face. Other cays thought she was probably crazy, but she loved water. Littlepaw sighed happily before she sat down in the middle of camp

[Cradily]

🐯Tigerlily - Deputy - Female - 40 moons - Crush: Moosestar - Tags: Moosestar, Pumacloud

Tigerlily's face fell. "But...I don't understand," she began, her mouth dry. "We have plenty of experienced warriors here who will be able to protect the clan. I'm not needed here! I'm needed at the battle, don't you see that?" She had stood up, unable to keep her fur from bristling. "I know Timberfoot doesn't want to fight. You saw the look on his face, didn't you? His spirits are already low. You need warriors with high morale to carry the weight of this battle. Take me in his place! He can stay here, he can keep the others calm..." Her voice trailed off to a soft murmur, her gaze pleading as she looked at her leader. "Please, Moosestar. I've always supported you, I've never asked for anything, but this...I need to be at this battle. Please." Just then, Pumacloud approached to make his report. Tigerlily acknowledged him with a small nod of her head, but said nothing, trying to hide how upset she was at being told to stay behind in camp.

🪵Timberfoot - Warrior - Male - 40 moons - Tags: Mistlespots, Bluewhisker

Timberfoot nodded his thanks to Bluewhisker as the two parted ways. He listened to Mistlespots absent-mindedly as he picked out a couple of tadpoles from the prey pile, simply shrugging when she suggested that StarClan would have told them if they didn't want them to try and take back Sunningrocks. "Who knows what StarClan wants," he sighed, settling down in the driest spot of camp he could find and beckoning for Mistlespots to sit with him. He took a small bite of one of the tadpoles; it was kit-food, really, but it was all he could stomach for now. "Here, help me out. Eat one of these." He pushed one of the tadpoles towards her.

🌊Riverripple - Warrior - Male - 26 moons - Crush: Creamflower - Tags: Creamflower, Cherrycloud, Ashkit

"You're quite welcome," Riverripple purred in response to the queens' thanks. "Oh, no trouble at all. A little rain never hurt anybody. He watched with a small smile as Ashkit gave some of the minnows to Rabbitpaw, who devoured them in one bite. While the apprentice conversed with Cherrycloud, Riverripple turned back to Creamflower. He had to admit, he always felt a bit awkward around the pretty queen, not just because he liked her, but because they had practically nothing in common, except for the fact that they both liked fish. Creamflower's life seemed to revolve around taking care of kits, while Riverripple tended to stay away from them when at all possible. Oh, and there was the fact that she had helped to raise his own daughter, whose life he had hardly been involved in. I guess Creekshine is something we have in common, sort of. He sometimes wondered if Creamflower looked down on him for not being much of a father. Then again, she was a full-time queen, meaning that it was her job to help raise and take care of all the kits in the clan, regardless of how involved their real parents were. He'd never understand why any cat would choose to be around kits all day as opposed to fighting and hunting for their clan, but he supposed somebody had to do it. Maybe he fancied her because she was the complete opposite of him; opposites tended to attract, didn't they? Shaking these thoughts of his head, he asked her, "What about you, Creamflower? Cherrycloud and Ashkit will be leaving the nursery soon. Don't you ever get lonely in here by yourself?"

💦Creekshine - Warrior - Female - 13 moons - Tags: Gorsewhisper

Relief washed over Creekshine, much like the rain, as they arrived back at camp. She was ready to huddle up in her den and sleep for the rest of the day, although she doubted she'd be allowed to do that. As she dropped her single catch on the fresh-kill pile however, her mother's voice caught her off guard, jerking her out of her fantasies of sleeping. She'd seen the silver tabby approach out of the corner of her eye, but figured she was just looking for something to eat, and so she hadn't looked up at her until she was spoken to. "Oh, um, morning," she replied awkwardly. "Not much, just this water vole. More like water-logged vole, right?" She laughed a little at her own joke. Only when she was standing in front of Gorsewhisper looking directly at her, did she suddenly realize just how skinny her mother was. The tabby queen had always been skinnier than other TranquilClan cats, and Creekshine knew that she wasn't a big eater, but the rain slicked to her pelt made her look even thinner than usual, her ribs and joints jutting out like twigs. "You know, this vole will be too wet for anyone to eat if it's left out in this rain much longer...You should eat it." She nosed the water vole over to Gorsewhisper.

🪰Flypaw - Apprentice - Male - 8 moons - Mentor: Tinyfang - Tags: Lotusflower, Plumpaw, Oakpaw

Flypaw shot a venomous glare at Lotusflower. "What, you think you'll stay dry all day in this weather, fish-brain?" he hissed back, before pushing past her, purposely letting his wet pelt brush against hers in the process, and going to the apprentices' den. There, Mudface seemed to be trying to convince Seapaw to come out of the coziness of the den, while Oakpaw and Plumpaw were discussing having a secret meeting for apprentices. He thought it sounded stupid, but decided he'd play along. "Somebody would need to be the leader of the apprentices, to organize the meetings," he butted in. Puffing out his chest, he declared, "I'd be the leader, obviously. Oakpaw, you can be my deputy. Only toms should lead, after all."

[Animals65]

Creamflower hears a voice and turns her head to see it was Riverripple who asked her a question. "No not really." she said. "Eventually a new she-cat will join the nursery and new kits will be born to serve TranquilClan. It's kind of like a cycle if you think about it."

[Kenjaku]

🪲Beetlepaw🪲
tom ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ appearance ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ medicine cat apprentice ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ tags: strikinggaze

"Thank you, Strikinggaze," he responded, "and thank you, too, Vervainclaw! That's exactly where I'm headed." He dipped out of the den and back into the water. "We've got quite a list of things to look for. Cobwebs, blackberry leaves, borage, coltsfoot, and dock leaves. Cobwebs are easy enough, I'm sure you know what they look like, medicine cat or not," he teased gently, starting out of camp. "Blackberry leaves will be accompanied by blackberries, naturally," he nodded, "borage is green and fuzzy, it should look dewy in all this rain. You can identify it by bright, blue flowers." Beetlepaw explained the herbs one by one. "Coltsfoot has yellow flowers, with yellow centers. Like dandelion but with big, broad leaves," he continued on his way to the Twoleg place, knowing their gardens had the best chance of cobweb in weather like this. "And finally, dock leaves are long leaves with a red vein running down the center. If you think you've found something, just call me over and I'll let you know if it's what we're looking for," he finished, wincing a bit at the mud squishing between his toes. Alright, the rain was fine, but he could do without the mud.


🪔Oilpaw🪔
tom ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ appearance ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ apprentice ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ tags: softheart, frostegret, icestep

"I'll go grab more, then!" Oilpaw nodded, ever enthusiastic. He bounded back to the fresh kill pile and picked up a watery thrush. It was soggier than the squirrel, but beggars couldn't be choosers. He set it down at Icestep's paws. "And I'll go grab something for you, too, Softheart!" Before she could get a word in edgewise, he was off to pick out something else. Even though they'd just been hunting, pickings were slim. Even as his tummy growled in protest, he picked the biggest prey item for Softheart: a waterlogged vole. He marched back to the elder's den, setting it down for Softheart.

He lingered in the warmth and dryness of the den for a moment. "Did you ever have to train in rain like this, Icestep?" he asked, sitting down in the entrance. He always loved a good story. Before he knew what was going on, Softheart had gotten up and grabbed him by the scruff. She settled back down and began to groom him, which he did not protest at all. Her warm tongue rasped his wet fur, drying him off. He loved hanging out with the elders!

👹Mudface👹
molly ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ appearance ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ warrior ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ tags: seapaw, flypaw

"What, scared of a little water?" Mudface teased her apprentice. "I promise you're made of tougher stuff than a little rain can wash away. You're my apprentice, after all," she grinned. "I could ask Sorrelpaw's mentor if I could bring her. It wouldn't hurt to have someone else with us, good thinking." Mudface stopped grooming herself, but paused at Flypaw's intrusion. "Only toms should lead, huh?" she snorted. "Your deputy is a molly, young man," she interjected, "and you'd be smart to not underestimate us. Some of the fiercest warriors have been mollies. Maybe if you spent more time learning from your mentor you'd know that."

Mudface got back to her paws, looking at her apprentice. "I'll be back to fetch you, going to go ask Roseleaf if she and Sorrelpaw would like to join us. Don't get too comfy!" She trotted back out into the rain, tail swishing behind her. Now, where was Roseleaf?

🌾Gorsewhisper🌾
molly ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ appearance ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ warrior ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ tags: creekshine

Gorsewhisper laughed at her daughter's joke, shaking her head. "Good that you caught anything at all in this awful weather. Good job," she praised her. She could feel Creekshine's gaze as she looked her over. The rain must've made her obvious. "Oh, thank you," she responded, looking at the vole. "I'll do that. You get inside and dry off, or you'll get sick," she couldn't help but mother her a little bit. "Goodbye, Creekshine," she watched her go, before picking up the vole and stalking off to the warrior's den. Once inside she shook off and made her way to her bed. She began to eat the vole and groom herself between bites. Starclan, she was starving. She hadn't realised it until now, but she couldn't down the vole quick enough.

💝Softheart💝
molly ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ appearance ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ elder ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ tags: icestep, frostegret, oilpaw

Softheart listened to Oilpaw come and go, and ask Icestep a question. She moved to her paws and scooped the little apprentice up by his scruff. She settled back down by the fresh kill he'd brought and began to groom the water from his coat. Poor little thing would catch cold otherwise. "I think we've all had our turns in the rain, but this is a lot of rain," she commented between licks.

🦋Mothstorm🦋
tom ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ appearance ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ queen ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ tags: cherrycloud, creamflower, riverripple

Mothstorm was an unusually heavy sleeper, admittedly. He'd slept through all of the thunder quakes and all of the conversation in the nursery. He woke up on his own time, stretching out as he slowly roused. "Morning, ladies," he greeted the other queens, not moving from his spot just yet. "Morning, Riverripple," he extended a greeting to the visitor as well. Yawning, he moved to his paws and stretched one more time for good measure. "She'll never be alone, won't get rid of me that easy," he joked, fully including himself in the conversation now. "You couldn't pay me to go back to warrior life, honestly. A queen's life for me," Mothstorm nodded. He looked to Ashkit and Rabbitpaw, how sweet of the apprentice to come and hang out with a kit. Rabbitpaw was a promising apprentice, sure to earn her full name soon. Made him think of his own child, who would hopefully be getting his name soon, too.


👴Oldpaw👴
tom ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ appearance ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ apprentice ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ tags:

Oldpaw awoke with a start, instantly on his paws and taking a step to escape what chased him. He opened his eyes, looking panicked before he realised where he was. Apprentice den. He was safe, no foxes here. He sat down and tried to catch his breath, thankful that there was commotion from the other apprentices to mask his panic. His breathing ran ragged for a minute or two before he finally calmed down. He wondered when he'd be assigned a new mentor, should be some time soon. He wasn't even sure he wanted another mentor. Maybe he should go find some Twolegs and live with them.

[C a s]

⌠✯⌡→ Moosestar → 43 mns | ♂ | Apprentice: | Crush: Featherleap | Tags: Tigerlily, Pumacloud

Moosestar's face fell to match his deputy, hearing the desparation in her voice. He had been certain of his decision - and now, just like the wind, his heart had changed, and the leader was unsure. This battle would be the first big decision of his leadership; did he really want to waver, and present himself as a pushover? Still, though, Tigerlily was right - she had faithfully served as his deputy thus far without a single request, and shouldn't that be rewarded?
The large cat was almost grateful for Pumacloud's prescence as the tom padded towards his den, announcing the results of the border patrol. "Thank you, Pumacloud," Moosestar mewed, dipping his head to the tom. "I'm glad that are borders remain untouched. Now, you and your patrol members should get some rest, and some food. If you'll leave Tigerlily and I, we're discussing some important matters. Thank you."
The gray-and-white cat waited for the warrior to pad away before turning back to his deputy. "Okay," he said, with a dip of his large head. "You're right, Tigerlily, you're right. I was nervous, I'll admit, to bring a cat with bloodlust revolving around Sunningrocks. But you're right - as long as you can keep a level head, and remember that we're there to take Sunningrocks and not for revenge, you can take Timberfoot's place on the patrol."

⌠❣⌡→ Tinyfang → 34 mns | ♀ | Apprentice: Flypaw | Crush: | Tags: Bluewhisker

The black-and-white cat dipped her head to Bluewhisker as the tom padded away, though her pelt bristled with concern. She didn't pry, though - Bluewhisker was right, her brother would tell the Clan what was going on when he was ready. Though, the sight of Bluewhisker padding towards Mothtumble's den wasn't exactly...comforting. Tinyfang shook her head, as if attempting to clear it from the forboding air gathering in camp as more cats caught onto the fact that something didn't seem right. Trying to ignore it, Tinyfang padded towards the warriors' den. She settled down away from the nests and began to groom her thin, water-laden pelt. After all, it could be awhile before anything happened - she might as well be dry in the meantime. Her apprentice had headed off towards his den, and Tinyfang was in no hurry to rush after him for any training.

⌠∞⌡→ Oakpaw → 10 mns | ♂ | Mentor: Timberfoot | Crush: | Tags: Plumpaw, Flypaw

A murr of laughter escaped the usually serious apprentice. "You know, Plumpaw, you might be onto something," The tabby mewed in response. "I would love to know what's going on in there, though..." Immediately, Oakpaw's mood was soured upon the arrival of Flypaw. Oakpaw flattened his ears as the black cat spoke, and then rolled his eyes. "You would never be a leader, Flypaw," he mewed back, his tail-tip flicking in annoyance. "After all - to even be deputy means the leader has to like you. You've got bees in your brain if you think you'd ever be chosen a deputy." Oakpaw stood to his paws - he would rather get his pelt soaked again than spend another moment around the insufferable apprentice. "Come on, Plumpaw, it looks like they're done - there's Timberfoot! Want to come with me and see if he'll tell us what they were talking about?" He looked pointedly at Flypaw, punctuating the fact that he'd not invited the younger apprentice along with them.

⌠❆⌡→ Icestep → 81 mns | ♀ | Apprentice: | Mate: Graywind, Owlfoot | Tags: Frostegret, Softheart, Oilpaw

"Well, you're right on time to keep my fur dry!" Icetep purred to Oilpaw. The apprentice was a comfort to the old cat - after all, she'd spent most of her life with either kits or an apprentice to train, so the younger cats had a way of making her feel not quite so old. "Thank you, Oilpaw. Well...of course! We've had weather like this before, just not in awhile. StarClan has given us the gift of mild weather for quite some time! Why, last time it stormed this badly, Thistleflight was still a -paw. We had been out training when the big-winds hit. They brought so much more rain, and tiny ice-stones fell from the sky..." For a moment, Icestep broke off, her eyes shrouded as if she was remembering something horrible. "Well, the camp didn't do well. It flooded horribly...but you know TranquilClan! We always land on our paws, and we had it rebuilt and everyone was dry in their dens as soon as the flooding went down. I was glad Thistleflight and I hadn't been in camp, we were able to shelter in the moor until it was safe to travel back." She had conveniently left out the deaths that had taken place during the flood.

⌠☁⌡→ Cherrycloud → 38 mns | ♀ | Apprentice: | Crush: Timberfoot | Tags: Ashkit, Creamflower, Rabbitpaw, Riverripple, Mothstorm

"Oh, I'm excited," the orange tabby purred to Rabbitpaw. It was true - Cherrycloud couldn't wait to get back to her duties. She had enjoyed watching Ashkit grow, but she had never felt quite right in the nursery. "I'll be volunteering for patrols for a moon straight, I'm sure! What about you, Rabbitpaw? Are you ready to be made a warrior? It won't be long now - I'm sure you've neared the end of your apprenticeship by now."
Cherrycloud's ears pricked and angled towards Ashkit as the young tom began bothering Mothstorm, claiming that Rabbitpaw planned to take him hunting. "No - she isn't, Ashkit. Again, you're too young to leave the nursery!"

⌠☄⌡→ Ashkit → 6 mns | ♂ | Mentor: | Crush: | Tags: Creamflower, Rabbitpaw, Cherrycloud, Riverripple, Mothstorm

Ashkit simply purred and pranced around Rabbitpaw's feet as the other cat ate the minnows he'd given her. As she spoke to Cherrycloud and and began flicking her tail around, Ashkit's eyes widened to saucers. He dropped into a crouch, his rump wiggling, and pounced at it. He hurridly scrambled at Rabbitpaw's tail as it changed direction, pawing at it was claw-sheathed paws. Easily distracted, Mothstorm caught the small cat's attention as he awoke, Rabbitpaw's tail forgotten.
"Gooood moooorning," he mewed in a sing-song tone, bounding up to the tom and rubbing against Mothstorm's shoulder. He had been the only kit in the nursery for some time now, and had grown close to all of the queen. "Would you like me to catch you some fresh-kill, Mothstorm? Rabbitpaw is going to take me hunting," he purred to the other cat.
"No - she isn't, Ashkit. Again, you're too young to leave the nursery!" Cherrycloud chided the young kit, who simply flattened his ears as if it would block out what she'd said.

[Oakleafthewarrior]

Plumpaw | 8 Moons | Genderqueer (she/he/they) | Tags: Oakpaw

Plumpaw studied the ground as Flypaw approached them. The desire to have a good comeback bubbled in her stomach, but as Mudface and Oakpaw retorted the feeling began to fade. They wouldn't let Flypaw get to them. A different feeling began to form-- one to show the apprentice up. To, in some way, show they were just as good enough to be a deputy or leader someday. To get on his good side? The desire was mixed in somewhere.

"Yea Oakpaw. Let's go see." Plumpaw raised his voice slightly to highlight the twos distinction, if a little obvious. They stood ready to follow Oakpaw.

[Queen of flames]

Frostegret - 115m - elder - cismale - love interest: none - tags: Icestep, Softheart, Oilpaw
> He listened more about the conversations between the two elders and the apprentice "Actually I would be interested to hear some of your stories about clan life when you've still served the clan?" he meowed as he looked Icestep. He took a bite of the squirrel as he looked at the she-cat "I am not really had the chance to see the whole circle of what it really means to be a warrior of the clan" he meowed having a little bit of sadness in his voice.

Goldmask - 30m - warrior - male - love interest: Vervainclaw - apprentice: Oilpaw - tags: Oilpaw, Creekshine, Dullgaze, Emberheart, open
> He entered to the time almost the same time as the border patrol, which made him smile a little bit as he found it kind of funny that neither of them did get back at the same time, likely the rain did its job to bring the cat back to the camp. He looked at OIlpaw bringing a squirrel to the elder's den as he dropped his catch to the fresh-kill pile. He thought to bring something to the queens but saw there were so many cat's that he thought that the three could've already got their meals.

Pumacloud - 22m - warrior - male - love interest: open - apprentice: open - tags: Moosestar, Tigerlily, open
>Henodded to the leader and deputy "Of course Moosestar" he meowed silently and stepped to leave two to talk together 'Did I come into a wring time there?' he wondered to himself as he stepped back to the warrior's den. He was not that hungry so he decided to dry his fur now as he was not needed anywhere else.

Lotusflower - 14m - warrior - female - love interest: open - apprentice: n/a - tags: Flypaw, open
> She hissed a little bit more to the young tom's comment "Don't say, if even you did run back to camp tail under your legs, because the little water" she called out to him before the dark tom was out of her sight. She shook her fur once again and sighed 'Hopefully someone could teach that rascal how to act nice around others' she thought to herself with a sigh.

Seapaw - 7m - apprentice - female - love interest: Flypaw & Oilpaw - mentor: Mudface - tags: Mudface
> She narrowed her eyes to her mentor "I am not scared of water, I just thought that this rain will eventually stop, so why need to train now?" she meowed to her. She looked over to Flypaw as the handsome yet very annoying tom walked back to the dry den "Why only toms could lead, If I even become the leader I could never choose you as my deputy" she murmured to Flypaw as she followed after her mentor "Because you stink, Flypaw" she meowed showing her tongue out as she walked past the tom.

[Cradily]

🐯Tigerlily - Deputy - Female - 40 moons - Crush: Moosestar - Tags: Moosestar

Tigerlily felt the closest thing to joy that she had in a long while. "Thank you, Moosestar," she breathed, her gaze full of gratitude. "I promise you, I'll only fight as hard as I need to in order to take Sunningrocks back, and to protect our clanmates." She meant every word she said, but she also knew deep down that if the opportunity arose to avenge her father, she may not be able to pass it up. If Wrenfoot is there... Part of her hoped he would be. Blinking these thoughts away, she said, "I'll go tell Timberfoot that he's to stay here. I'm sure he'll be happy."

🪵Timberfoot - Warrior - Male - 40 moons - Tags: Mistlespots, Bluewhisker

Timberfoot nodded his thanks to Bluewhisker as the two parted ways. He listened to Mistlespots absent-mindedly as he picked out a couple of tadpoles from the prey pile, simply shrugging when she suggested that StarClan would have told them if they didn't want them to try and take back Sunningrocks. "Who knows what StarClan wants," he sighed, settling down in the driest spot of camp he could find and beckoning for Mistlespots to sit with him. He took a small bite of one of the tadpoles; it was kit-food, really, but it was all he could stomach for now. "Here, help me out. Eat one of these." He pushed one of the tadpoles towards her.

🌊Riverripple - Warrior - Male - 26 moons - Crush: Creamflower - Tags: Creamflower, Mothstorm, Cherrycloud, Ashkit

"I guess so," Riverripple admitted, pawing at the ground absent-mindedly "But, you know...You could always sleep in the warriors' den when there's no kits to tend to. I'm sure the warriors wouldn't mind. I know I wouldn't." He smiled warmly at her. If Creamflower stayed in the same den as him, it would sure give him more time to spend with her, and he wouldn't have to always look for an excuse to visit the nursery. Just then, Mothstorm awoke and chimed in. "Sorry, Mothstorm," he apologized, giving his chest fur an embarrassed lick. He had made it sound like Creamflower was entirely alone in the nursery, when the truth was she always had Mothstorm to keep her company. It's just that I would rather be the one to keep her company, he thought to himself. Mothstorm was another odd one to him; he would've thought that a cat who felt more like a tom than a she-cat would want to stay away from nursery duties, since they were usually thought of as a "she-cat job." But he supposed it was good for Creamflower to have a permanent denmate. "I don't think I could ever be anything but a warrior," he laughed. "I'll probably die before I retire."

💦Creekshine - Warrior - Female - 13 moons - Tags: Gorsewhisper, Icestep, Frostegret, Softheart, Oilpaw.

"Will do," Creekshine promised. She was about to follow her mother into the warriors' den, but then realized they'd only just bid each other farewell. Afraid of making things awkward, she decided to pay a visit to the elders instead. There, she found that all of the elders were chattering lively, prey at their paws. Seeing Oilpaw there, she guessed that the apprentice had been the one to feed them. "Hello, Icestep, Frostegret, Softheart," she dipped her head politely to each elder, "and Oilpaw." She gave a small smile to the apprentice. "I see you've all got prey already...Would you mind if I spent time with you all for a little while? Or do you need me to fetch anything else?"

🪰Flypaw - Apprentice - Male - 8 moons - Mentor: Tinyfang - Tags: Mudface, Oakpaw, Plumpaw, Seapaw

Flypaw waved his tail dismissively at Mudface. "Tigerlily's only deputy because Moosestar wants her to have his kits, I'll bet. I heard that in the days of the ancient clans, only toms were warriors and all she-cats stayed in the nursery as queens, where they belong. But one day, they refused to have any more kits unless they were allowed to train as warriors, too." Turning on Oakpaw, he growled, "And I heard warriors used to have to fight each other to see who was strong enough to become deputy. Leaders are supposed to pick the strongest cats, not the cats they like best. But I guess someone would have to like you to make you deputy, since you're no good at anything else. Good thing Moosestar's your brother! You don't even have to try." When Seapaw butted in, he simply rolled his eyes at her. "You wouldn't choose anyone as your deputy, because you would never be leader to begin with. Keep on dreaming." He pushed past her and padded after Oakpaw and Plumpaw, not caring whether he was invited or not. "You actually think the senior warriors will tell a couple of puny apprentices what they were talking about? Then again, you are the leader's baby brother," he sneered. "I bet he'd make you deputy right now if you asked."

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⌠✯⌡→ Moosestar → 43 mns | ♂ | Apprentice: | Crush: Featherleap | Tags: Tigerlily, TranquilClan

Moosestar touched his nose to Tigerlily's shoulder in a comforting manner. "Okay, Tigerlily. I think it's time to assemble the Clan." The gray-and-white tom stood to his paws, and padded from his den into the rain. He headed straight to the center of camp, his long pelt quickly becoming drenched and sticking to his frame - you could see the muscle moving underneath, usually hidden by a thick layer of fluff; albeit, the tom looked much less intimidating with a soaked pelt. Moosestar leaped onto the Wet Stone, scaling the boulder, and ending up on the stone's peak. He turned to face the camp.
"Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey gather to hear my words!" His voice bellowed over the onslaught of rain. The tom sat on the rock and wrapped his tail around his paw, waiting for the Clan to gather.

⌠❣⌡→ Tinyfang → 34 mns | ♀ | Apprentice: Flypaw | Crush: | Tags: TranquilClan

A sigh escaped the warrior as she heard Moosestar's call. Tinyfang had just begun to dry, and now, it was back out into the rain. Tinyfang padded into the clearing, not bothering to sit on the wet ground, hoping that whatever Moosestar wanted wouldn't take long. She spotted Flypaw in the crowd, near Oakpaw and Plumpaw. Her tail-tip flicked back and forth in annoyance; just the sight of the apprentice put her in a bad mood. She only hoped he wasn't tormenting his denmates, though Tinyfang wasn't hopeful that their interaction was friendly.

⌠∞⌡→ Oakpaw → 10 mns | ♂ | Mentor: Timberfoot | Crush: | Tags: Plumpaw, Flypaw

"Ignore him," Oakpaw muttered to Plumpaw. "He's only trying to get a rise out of you. Don't give him what he wants." Oakpaw, however, couldn't follow his own advice. The tabby was getting fed up, and hissed back at the black cat, "Actually, I think he might tell me because my mentor actually likes me. I bet Tinyfang hates you just like everyone else in the Clan! Go away, Flypaw, no one cares what you think about anything." Oakpaw had to admit he wanted nothing more than to sink his claws into the apprentice; in fact, they had unsheathed and were sinking into the sodden ground. They had almost made it to where Timberfoot and Mistlespots were eating when Moosestar's voice rang out. He settled down nearby his mentor while he waited for his brother to begin speaking.
"I wonder if this will be about what they were discussing," he whispered to Plumpaw.

⌠❆⌡→ Icestep → 81 mns | ♀ | Apprentice: | Mate: Graywind, Owlfoot | Tags: Frostegret, Softheart, Oilpaw, Creekshine

"Of course, Creekshine; come in and join us!" Icestep was purring loudly, about to leap into a whole array of stories at Frostegret's request, when she heard her son's voice. "Oh, my," the black-and-white cat said, rising to her paws with a leiurely stretch. "I wonder what this is about. What's Moosestar thinking, dragging everyone out in this rain?" She shivered at the thought of her thin pelt becoming soaked, having jut been excited prey was delivered to them. "Well...I suppose we'd better see what this is about."

⌠☁⌡→ Cherrycloud → 38 mns | ♀ | Apprentice: | Crush: Timberfoot | Tags: Ashkit, Creamflower, Rabbitpaw, Riverripple, Mothstorm

"Oh, I'm excited," the orange tabby purred to Rabbitpaw. It was true - Cherrycloud couldn't wait to get back to her duties. She had enjoyed watching Ashkit grow, but she had never felt quite right in the nursery. "I'll be volunteering for patrols for a moon straight, I'm sure! What about you, Rabbitpaw? Are you ready to be made a warrior? It won't be long now - I'm sure you've neared the end of your apprenticeship by now."
Cherrycloud's ears pricked and angled towards Ashkit as the young tom began bothering Mothstorm, claiming that Rabbitpaw planned to take him hunting. "No - she isn't, Ashkit. Again, you're too young to leave the nursery!"

Cherrycloud's ears pricked up as she heard Moosestar's voice, muffled by the rain. "You all had better go see what that's about," the queen mewed to the group in the den. "I'll stay here with Ashkit."

⌠☄⌡→ Ashkit → 6 mns | ♂ | Mentor: | Crush: | Tags: Creamflower, Rabbitpaw, Cherrycloud, Riverripple, Mothstorm

Ashkit simply purred and pranced around Rabbitpaw's feet as the other cat ate the minnows he'd given her. As she spoke to Cherrycloud and and began flicking her tail around, Ashkit's eyes widened to saucers. He dropped into a crouch, his rump wiggling, and pounced at it. He hurridly scrambled at Rabbitpaw's tail as it changed direction, pawing at it was claw-sheathed paws. Easily distracted, Mothstorm caught the small cat's attention as he awoke, Rabbitpaw's tail forgotten.
"Gooood moooorning," he mewed in a sing-song tone, bounding up to the tom and rubbing against Mothstorm's shoulder. He had been the only kit in the nursery for some time now, and had grown close to all of the queen. "Would you like me to catch you some fresh-kill, Mothstorm? Rabbitpaw is going to take me hunting," he purred to the other cat.
"No - she isn't, Ashkit. Again, you're too young to leave the nursery!" Cherrycloud chided the young kit, who simply flattened his ears as if it would block out what she'd said.

"No, no!" Ashkit protested. "I want to know what's going on too!"