Ƭ ι м в ɛ я Ɔ ℓ α и .|. ACCEPTING

[ʞ ɔ ǝ ɹ ʍ d ı ʞ s]

((Well he is Rainpaw's mentor and she is waiting for a reply from him. Sure you dont want to keep him anyway?))

[darĸнowl]

(( grr... I forgot about that because Zoketi hasn't been on for at least two weeks now and that post is so far back. Alrightyyy I'll keep him. Speaking of which, now that they've posted again, I should re-post Brambleheart's post! Hold on a sec, Zoketi! xD ))

[ʞ ɔ ǝ ɹ ʍ d ı ʞ s]

((More like two days lolz and its reposted on the last page xD))

[darĸнowl]

(( Shooot! really??!?! I never saw it! k hold on ))

[TheCryingWolf]

... s p i d e r s t a r ...

[ Say what you want to say... ]

Spiderstar halted and pricked his ears as Wiseheart approached. He listened carefully to what she said. She seemed eager, but when he caught sight of the two toms at the entrance, he could see distrust in Littlehawk's eyes. Well see how this goes, I guess, he thought to himself. After all, Wolfpelt had been a rogue as well. But he was also Sparrowclaw's father... he shook off the thought. What damage could an injured rogue be against a whole Clan anyway? He looked again at Wiseheart and nodded. "Bring him to Duckpond. And Wiseheart, if he is going to stay, I want you to show him around and keep him in check. His mentor, if you will, though he is obviously old enough to be a warrior... Did he mention his name?"

Ɯ ι ƨ ɛ н ɛ α я т
-|She-cat|-|Warrior|-|Crushless|-|No Apprentice|-|Location: Camp|-|Mood: Relieved|-

"If you don't try, how do you expect to learn?"

A wave of relief washed over Wiseheart and she dipped her head, smiling. When she looked back up at him, she nodded. "I will do my best to teach him our ways." she paused when he asked for his name, "Yes, his name is Tigerstripe." she meowed to him. When they finished their conversation, Wiseheart dipped her head once more and turned, trotting over to Tigerstripe and Littlehawk. She gave Littlehawk a look then her gaze fell on Tigerstripe and she smiled. "Spiderstar said you can stay. I will show you around camp and teach you our ways. Come with me to our Medicine Cat's den so he can fix you up." she mewed kindly and went to his side to help him up.

[zoketi.]

[[Hehe that's fine, DarkHowl. :3 And sure, Raccoonstrike could use something to do...I guess he's not patrolling, anymore, right? I don't think anyone else added posts about that patrol after I left, so whatever. :P Posting him ina bit--I'll just stick it with Rainpaw's once DarkHowl has replied. c;]]

[darĸнowl]

яαιηραω
• she-cat | apprentice | 8 moons | in forest •

Rainpaw's tail twitched as Brambleheart made his move. She pulled herself to the side, springing lightly and bounding swiftly through the air to the side, just avoiding her mentor's lunge. She landed roughly, but righted herself quickly, skidding around to face him, eyes bright and ears perked up. She felt the wind tug at her fur, pulling the soft gray hair every which way and chilling her pelt. With the breeze and her excitement, it was a quite nice combination. Rainpaw panted once, swishing her feathery tail and stepping forward to meet Brambleheart. She hoped she had succeeded, she felt as though she had dodged quite well, disregarding her less-than-great landing.

ѕρяυcєραω
• she-cat | med cat apprentice | 6.5 moons | in camp •

Sprucepaw sat in the very back of the medicine cat den, tail flicking nervously. With all the ruckus, she had taken to hiding--or, as she called it, organizing herbs. She was rather unwilling to be about with all the recent on-goings, though of course she would come when called. For now, she was busying herself with cleaning up the older, dusty herbs in the back of the den. Her ears twitched constantly as small blurbs of speech drifted back occasionally, and her paws flashed about the herb store. She gave full attention to her current task, staring down at the leaf of coltsfoot she was removing.

.: B R A M B L E H E A R T :.

Brambleheart landed hard and shook his head. He blinked and turned around to lay his bright, amber eyes on his apprentice. "Excellent! You're a natural," he purred. He sat down and waited for her to catch her breath.

[TheCryingWolf]

{ @DarkHowl- Are you going to reply with Tigerstripe? o.o }

[darĸнowl]

... s p i d e r s t a r ...

[ Say what you want to say... ]

Spiderstar halted and pricked his ears as Wiseheart approached. He listened carefully to what she said. She seemed eager, but when he caught sight of the two toms at the entrance, he could see distrust in Littlehawk's eyes. Well see how this goes, I guess, he thought to himself. After all, Wolfpelt had been a rogue as well. But he was also Sparrowclaw's father... he shook off the thought. What damage could an injured rogue be against a whole Clan anyway? He looked again at Wiseheart and nodded. "Bring him to Duckpond. And Wiseheart, if he is going to stay, I want you to show him around and keep him in check. His mentor, if you will, though he is obviously old enough to be a warrior... Did he mention his name?"

Ɯ ι ƨ ɛ н ɛ α я т
-|She-cat|-|Warrior|-|Crushless|-|No Apprentice|-|Location: Camp|-|Mood: Relieved|-

"If you don't try, how do you expect to learn?"

A wave of relief washed over Wiseheart and she dipped her head, smiling. When she looked back up at him, she nodded. "I will do my best to teach him our ways." she paused when he asked for his name, "Yes, his name is Tigerstripe." she meowed to him. When they finished their conversation, Wiseheart dipped her head once more and turned, trotting over to Tigerstripe and Littlehawk. She gave Littlehawk a look then her gaze fell on Tigerstripe and she smiled. "Spiderstar said you can stay. I will show you around camp and teach you our ways. Come with me to our Medicine Cat's den so he can fix you up." she mewed kindly and went to his side to help him up.

(( Sorry! I was busy ))

.: T I G E R S T R I P E :.

Tigerstripe let out a genuine sigh of relief and meowed happily, "That's great. I'd like to meet your leader, before anything else... If that's alright. I want to thank him myself." He smiled softly at Wiseheart and leaned on her shoulder gratefully. He started to limp towards the entrance and into Timberclan's camp. Here we go...

[passion.]

B i r d s o n g

Mood ruffled
Actions pacing
Location camp
Crush none
Appearance Picture

Birdsong yawned as she finished off the last scraps of the pigeon. With a few straggling feathers left behind on her cheeks, she shook her head and watched the feathers flutter to the ground. Suddenly, she heard a yowl sound from the medicine den. She jerked her head up, and pricked her ears. It sounded like Spiderstar. She pushed the bones of the pigeon to the side of the stree stump he was sitting by and sat up. The fur along her spine prickled from the sound of the screech Spiderstar has produced. She drew her tongue over her jet black pelt until it was glossy and smooth.

Birdsong stood and paced into the clearing, there, she tread back and forth on the well worn dirt of the camps clearing. Shaking her head to clear her thoughts, she decided to go to the nursery. It seemed like today was a relaxed day for her, so she silently moved, like a shadow, towards the milky scented den. As she neared, she pushed past the branches of the entrance and entered the dim den. There, she saw Patchface nursing five kits. Birdsong felt her heart warm at the sight of the bundled creatures and let's out a rusty purr to set off her presence.

This is for Patchface c: