ShadeClan v.z2.0 - Warrior Cats RP - Semi ℓit - NowAccepting

[zoketi.]

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• tom | warrior | 29 moons | in camp •

Raccoonstrike gave the she-cat a nod, and began to pad toward the camp exit. "We're doing some hunting this morning." He told Tigerpaw, glancing back to the young she-cat. He flicked his tail, hoping she was fine with that, and continued out of camp. He arched his back as the bracken rustled against his dark fur, and pricked his ears as they entered the thick forest. Birdsong drifted to his ears and he let out a calm sigh, blinking at the undergrowth.

νιρєякιт
• tom | kit | 0 moons | in camp •

Viperkit felt movement next to him and abruptly raised his head, emitting a soft squeak of protest. His paws kneaded the soft-prickly stuff beneath him and he nudged closer to the warm fur of his mother. He buried his face in her pelt, trying to get comfortable. It was hard with the other squirming bodies next to him.

[Shadow .]

• s h a d o w star ... • // she-cat // leader // with - //

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• n i g h t shade ... • // tom // warrior // with - //

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• k e s t r e l paw ... • // she-cat // apprentice // with - //

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• t i g e r paw ... • // she-cat // apprentice // with - //

Of course, Tigerpaw wouldn't object. She didn't mind hunting. She followed her mentor, parting her jaws as she entered ShadeClan's territory, inhaling and eyes narrowing. She instantly began her silent movements, for the camp entrance was known to have a few scuttling mice and voles in the morning, and she could especially hear the birds chirping only a tree-length above them. She rose her head, facing upwards, watching the shards of light trickle through the canopy. Returning her attention to Raccoonstrike, she waited for him to take the lead.

• j a y e paw ...• // tom // apprentice // with - //

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• f e a t h e r paw ...• // she-cat // apprentice // with - //

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• f a w n kit . . .• // she-kit // kit // with - //

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[zoketi.]

яαccσσηѕтяιкє
• tom | warrior | 29 moons | in camp •

Raccoonstrike swished his tail. Padding deeper into the forest, he glanced back to Tigerpaw. "Go ahead and see what you can find." He instructed, sniffing at the air. He would hunt as well, and keep watch on his apprentice at the same time. He swiped his tongue over his jaws as the warm scent of mouse and sparrow entered his nose, and he began to follow the smell.

νιρєякιт
• tom | kit | 0 moons | in camp •
-in nursery-

[Angry.Jackal]

Shadowheart yawned and walked into the forest, deciding to let Stormpaw sleep in a little. He sniffed the air, scenting prey and deciding on whether or not he was going to try to catch it.

Falconpaw sighed and stood up groggily. "Fine..." He muttered quietly to himself as he roughly nudged his smaller brother awake. "Get up, furball." The pale tabby apprentice was very bad with mornings, and he wasn't up for the battle training so early.

Rockpaw was startled awake by a hard shove from his brother. "I'm awake, okay?! What do you want?" His brother continued out of the apprentice den without another word. Rockpaw stretched his soft, kit-like paws and followed Falconpaw into the morning sunshine. He smiled and sat down in front of Larksong. "Good morning!"

[Shadow .]

• s h a d o w star ... • // she-cat // leader // with - //

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• n i g h t shade ... • // tom // warrior // with - //

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• k e s t r e l paw ... • // she-cat // apprentice // with - //

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• t i g e r paw ... • // she-cat // apprentice // hunting //

Tigerpaw nodded and took off to the left, away from Raccoonstrike and towards the stream. Within minutes she reached it, and crouched along the streambed, keeping just off the pebbly shore and in the undergrowth. She stayed silent, but the occasional brush of her fur against the brambles and leaves could be heard. It didn't seem to effect the prey - because a plump looking water-vole shuffled along the shore, sifting through pebbles with it's nose. She stopped, froze, and shifted her body position, eyes narrowed completely, focused. Her butt wiggled as she prepared to leap, and she sprung - muscular legs propelling her many feet before she landed, short of the vole. It scurried away and she gave chase, twisting and turning along the bed with skill and agility, sending little grey stones flying around. She managed to snag it's tail but it evaded her - disappearing into it's den on the riverbed. "Mousedung!" She spat, but out of sheer luck a raven took off from just beside her, a few taillengths away in the brush. It was soaring just low enough, and she was just quick enough on her paws, that she lept into the air and snagged a wing with unsheathed claws, bringing it down and snapping it's neck. She lifted her tabby, golden head, black feathered creature dangling from her jaws. She trotted up to the bank, stuffing it under some brambles and cunningly covering it with pebbles and leavs scattered around, kicking up a small bit of dirt over her prey - and took off into the undergrowth, silent and stealthy as the big cat she was named after.

• j a y e paw ...• // tom // apprentice // with - //

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• f e a t h e r paw ...• // she-cat // apprentice // with - //

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• f a w n kit . . .• // she-kit // kit // with - //

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[Angry.Jackal]

(anyone can play my characters until I get back.)

[Nimble Awesomeness]

(Just curious if anyone would like to go find Maple? He's just kinda sitting out in the forest, I'll quote his opening post.)

Maple
"Mrow!" Maple squeaked at he nearly tripped over his small, excited paws. The trees in the forest loomed over him, creating shadows that swirled with the beams of sunlight that were thrusting themselves through the branches. A rush of pine filed his nose and mouth, mixed with oak and his namesake, maple. (I know nothing about trees, sorry. >.<) The kit wondered if perhaps his mother had noticed his being gone yet. Not that he cared really, he was having fun! There was this whole new world opened up to him that his mother and his house-folk had been hiding him from! It was wonderful. Maple was filled with energy and joy from his tail-tip down to his paws just thinking of all the adventures he was yet to have.

He spotted a small hole under a tree and stopped in his tracks. "What's that?" he asked himself in a high, questioning tone. The young, brave tom slowly padded over to it, and, flinging all his worries aside, stuck his paw right into the hole. He felt something fuzzy, and then a sharp pain in one of his toes. Maple quickly retracted his small, fluffy paw. It had a dab of red blood on the fur. There was a funny smell around the hole, one that he had never encountered before. It was...enticing. He must have it. He stuck out his sharp kitten claws and quickly struck his paw into the den once more. He got hold of the furry thing, and it, whatever it was, squealed and wriggled.

Maple pulled it out and saw that it was a gray-brown toy-like thing. In reality, it was a mouse, but Maple had no way of knowing that, as he was only three moons old and had never seen a mouse before in his life. He nipped it's neck, and the thing stopped moving. "Why did it stop moving? Is it ok? Thing, hello! Thing! Are you ok?" He hoped that the thing would get up, as it was no fun adventuring alone. But alas, the gray thing wriggled no more, and it lay limp on the ground in front of Maple.

[Guest]

A s h c l o u d . . .
A loud purr rumbled in Ashcloud’s throat. She shifted a tiny bit to accomodate the kits when he began to wash her fur. “I feel like a queen,” she sighed, closing her eyes. They popped open again anyway. “Oh. Well, I am, but you . . . you know what I mean.” She flushed hot under her fur.

F e r n f u r . . .
Fernfur shrugged. “It’s okay. Most of the Clan has already eaten, so we catch some for everyone and then we can eat some of it on the way home.” Her milky jade eyes scanned the clearing for Shadowheart, but he’d left already. Something tiny weighed down Fernfur’s heart. She tried to provide pros for keeping a storage of catmint under her nest: it was an extra pool of herbs to use in Leaf-Bare, when the plant would be scarce on ShadeClan territory. But Fernfur was hiding it for all the wrong reasons.

W i l d f l o w e r . . .
Wildflower trotted into the medicine den. She nudged some borage towards Ashcloud. “Eat these, and you eat these,” she added to Ospreyfeather, nudging another pile towards her. Wildflower yawned before padding out of the den.

S m o k e f u r . . .
Smokefur glanced at Kestrelpaw. “Please don’t outdo yourself, Kestrelpaw,” he said quietly. “Sometimes it’s more than the Clan can handle. Just enough prey so that the forest can replete again and we can continue to hunt. With so much death, and I know I do this myself, I notice the birds aren’t in their usual spots.” Smokefur frowned. “Actually, that may not be your fault. Did you notice it’s getting a tiny bit colder?” His worried blue eyes turned on her.

P a l e - e y e . . .
Pale-eye tenderly washed her apprentice’s pelt as if he were a kit. She purred loudly and licked Falconpaw between the ears when she was done. “Wow, Falconpaw. You look like a cat now.” She laughed, and it was a pretty sound, like a mockingbird chirping its own song instead of trying to mimic another bird’s. Pale-eye used her paw to brush a stray leaf off of Larksong’s shoulder, happy it recently landed there. She quickly washed the spot around that before gently moving on to clean Rockpaw. She glanced back at Larksong. “And there was something in your pelt, by the way.” She purred almost inaudibly.

N e t t l e k i t . . .
Nettlekit opened her beautiful teal eyes and gazed directly up at Nightshade. She gently head-butted his cheek as he washed Ashcloud’s pelt. It barely made an impact, since she was so small.

[Angry.Jackal]

Falconpaw muttered and ran a paw over his ears, trying to fix his fur the way he liked it. He stood and shook his fur out. "I'm not a kit." He sighed, but couldn't help but smile when Pale-Eye laughed. He couldn't be mad at her. She was for once being gentle, and he liked the attention.

Rockpaw purred and flicked his white tipped tail. He smiled warmly at the warriors before him, glad that his mentor wasn't mean, like Shadowheart. He flicked his ear when Pale-Eye finished washing out his tabby pelt.

(Last post!! See you guys next month!!)

[MintCat]

(By Hidden! By the way, I'm going to reply this evening, since I have to prepare for my priano examination.... D: Wish me luck....)