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• tom | warrior | 32 moons | in camp •

Raccoonstrike glanced warmly at Foxchaser as the tom bounced happily. He padded through the camp's entrance, hearing the rustling of the two warriors following. He took a moment to gain confidence, then set off towards the border. He caught whiffs of Cinderpaw's scent occasionally, but didn't concentrate on finding her yet. He wanted to get set on the patrolling by the border. He'd go fetch her then. Raccoonstrike enjoy the short bout of silence between the cats. The birdsong and shuffling leaves was a gentle sound that he enjoyed to listen to, when it was just him and himself. But now, on the rare occasion he led a patrol, he was completely fine with peace and quiet. That was, until a surprised voice disturbed his thinking. Blinking, he skidded to a halt in front of his apprentice. "There you are!" He meowed, his voice stern, but his eyes sparkling at her cheerful attitude. He flicked his tail, beckoning Cinderpaw to join. "Come on, you."

[♥Cheshire's_Heart♥]

-Robintail-

Robintail had been following along with her head down, watching her paws more as she walked. There was nothing wrong with her, she just liked looking down when she walked sometimes. It was an odd habit but it turned to be useful at times when she did not want to trip over anything. The silence was nice and very welcoming to Robintail. The patrol was made up of cats she did not normal converse with and she was a bit afraid of striking up yet another awkward conversation like she had done in the past. There were very few cats that Robintail found ease talking around and that made her seem probably weird to other cats. She tried not to think about things like that often. The silence was interrupter by Cinderpaw's bounding through the forest after the patrol. Raccoonstrike welcomed his apprentice and while Robintail said nothing she still believed that Raccoonstrike should give the young cat a talk about running off into the forest alone like that. Cinderpaw was not Robintail's apprentice though so she said nothing. She merely nodded in welcome to the young apprentice ad then waited for Raccoonstrike to lead on but looking up at him. In her mind Robintail became a little unaware of her surroundings as she thought.

[Keriae]

(Recap?)

[Silvene]

Silverspirit

Silverspirit smiled, nodding her head. "It's nice that there is no more fighting. Everyone seems to be at peace, even though we may have once faced them in battle. I think Starclan made a wise choice to combine the clans. I just hope the peace continues." She mewed. Silverspirit like the idea that Timberclan was like Thunderclan.

.: M O O N S H A D E :.

Moonshade nodded. "Yes. To tell you the truth I half expected each clan to be brutal and hostile with each other; since we were all enemies at one point and it was hard to be pushed together so quickly. The younger cats from now probably never even understood the unease with the senior warriors of each clan. They're blessed with that," she stated. With a sigh, she lifted one paw delicately and traced her tongue along it. Then her pink nose twitched as she caught scent of someone nearby and she smiled. Her tail rose in delight and she called out, "Sunpaw! Is that you sweetheart?" she called to her kit. The dark grey tabby she-cat braced herself for a good lecture from her daughter. Sunpaw always hated being alone, well, to Moonshade, and always seemed to try to 'protect' her from everything possible.

Silverspirit


Silverspirit nodded, deep in thought. When Moonshade called out to Sunpaw, she turned her head. Tasting the air, she could scent the young cat too. Smiling, Silverspirit waited for Sunpaw to come out. She like Sunpaw, she would make a fine warrior someday. The apprentice also seemed to want to always be around Moonshade, or always know what she was doing. Silverspirit thought it was nice of her to want to protect her mother, though she knew Moonshade could take care of herself.

[ʞ ɔ ǝ ɹ ʍ d ı ʞ s]

⊱ ⊱ ƨ ρ ι ∂ ɛ я ƨ т α я ⊰ ⊰

• 29 мσσиƨ • ℓɛα∂ɛя • αρρяɛитιcɛ: Ғℓαмɛραω • ♂ •

" Ƭнɛ ƨʋи ιƨ ƨнιиιиɢ ɛʌɛяʏ ∂αʏ, вʋт ιтƨ ғαя αωαʏ; σʌɛя тнɛ ωσяℓ∂ ιƨ ∂ɛαтн... "

Spiderstar started in the direction of twolegplace, with the rest of his patrol close behind. He kept an eye out fir prey they might pass on their way to the border. He wasnt the best hunter himself, so his mind kept wandering away from the situation. He heard rustles and birds everywhere; after all, it was new-leaf. If one came across his path, hed snatch it up, but for now he focused on getting to the twolegplace border.

⊱ ⊱ ∂ ɛ ƨ ɛ я т в ℓ σ σ м ⊰ ⊰

• 28 мσσиƨ • ωαяяισя • αρρяɛитιcɛℓɛƨƨ • ♀ •

" Ɯнαт'ƨ ʏσʋя ʌιcɛ? Ƴσʋ κиσω тнαт мιиɛ'ƨ тнɛ ιℓℓʋƨισи... "

Desertbloom followed Jaystripe into the forest and flicked Seapaw's shoulder with her tail as she passed, catching his attention so he wouldnt be left behind. She took a deep breath of the new-leaf air and smiled. This was her favorite season; flowers made the air smell sweet and prey was plentiful and fat. She wasnt too comfortable hunting near the thunderpath, and even less so with the idea of Seapaw with them, but she set the thought aside and trusted that Jaystripe wouldnt lead them too close to the dangerous black death trap.

⊱ ⊱ ƨ ɛ α ρ α ω ⊰ ⊰

• 11 мσσиƨ • αρρяɛитιcɛ • мɛитσя: Ĵαʏƨтяιρɛ • ♂ •

" Ɩ'м ƨα∂ тσ ƨɛɛ ʏσʋ ɢσ, вʋт Ɩ'∂ яαтнɛя вɛ αℓσиɛ... "

Seapaw's eyes had wandered back to his denmates that were still in the camp. He longed to join them, but he was also excited to go hunting. Despite Desertbloom's warnings about the thuderpath, he had always been curious about it. He ha never seen the monsters with the glaring eyes before, and it was hard for him to believe in them until he did. To him, they were just nursery tales that were meant to scare kits into staying in camp. He had smelled that sour scent on the black path, and it was horrid, but did not kill his curiosity like it does to most. Though Seapaw was not particularly adventurous, his curiosity often lead him to dangerous situations. He always promises never to do things again, but then something else would come up that he had made no promise about. If a rule was not clearly spoken, according to Seapaw, it did not exist.

[Keriae]

(Is there anything for me to reply to?)

[ʞ ɔ ǝ ɹ ʍ d ı ʞ s]

((Spiderstar's pateol left and Flamepaw is on it and Seapaw said hi to Breezepaw but then he left :3))

[Keriae]

(Thanks. ^.^)

D u s t s t o r m
Deciding the one hunting patrol would be fine for a little while, the calico glanced around then scented to air, trying to find her apprentice. Unfortunately, the camp was overidden with the smells of her clanmates, and it was so strong that she could not single out a single smell. Sighing a little, Duststorm made her way over to the apprentices' den, hoping that Sunpaw was there.
One glance inside told her she was not, and so the deputy sat down on her haunches, annoyed.

F l a m e p a w
The tabby followed his mentor across the territory, his tail high. The birdsong in the trees soothed him and he let a warm feeling take over him. It was nice to be out of camp, even if he did get up late.
Brushing past a clump of ferns, Flamepaw lifted his white muzzle into the air and took a deep breath, his jaws parting. Nothing much, just the normal scents of the forest. There wasn't even any fresh scents of prey yet!

[ѕнαdy]

⚜ Ѧ σ я и ι и ɢ ∂ σ ʌ ɛ ⚜

• 80 мσσиƨ • Ɯαяяισя • αρρяɛитιcɛ: βяɛɛʓɛραω • ♀ •

❝Ƭσ ℓʋƨт ιƨ тσ ℓικɛ. Ƭσ ℓσʌɛ ιƨ тσ ℓɛαяи.❞

An older gray she-cat emerged from the warriors' den. She stifled a yawn, then continued out. It was very early for most older cats, but Morningdove had always been an early riser. Before the battle she had always been first to awaken, but the yowls now haunted her dreams. Especially the death of Phantomstar, one of her best friends and her life-long crush. No male had been within leagues of the white leader. Her eyes danced around, looking for Breezepaw.