.ＳｔｒｅａｍＣｌａｎ.Ｓｅｍｉ-Ｌｉｔ.Ｏｐｅｎ. Ｌｆ .Ｄｅｐｕｔｙ.

[global.]

{ Sorry for poofing..}

{Fallpaw}
Fallpaw's tail lashed at Softfeather, a small hiss coming from the apprentice. "That's not what I meant, it's like he chooses to be away from the rest of us. He's never been rude far as I can tell. It's like he just wants to be alone." Fallpaw said in a quiet tone before dipping her head, her small outburst gone. "I'll go see if I can help with some of his training or something." She said, "Besides I wasn't born here either." She finished in a mutter before turning and heading towards the clearing.

[despairz]

Silentpaw shrugs. "I don't know who my mentor is yet. Bonestar hasn't assigned me one yet." She says with a frown. "Well, maybe we can go hunting or something." She sighs and gazes at her mouse, taking a snall bite that she easily chews and swallows. She then takes a larger bite and chews it fast, swallowing it fast also.

[global.]

{ Duskshard is open. }

{Duskshard}
Duskshard snorted in amusement as Fallpaw burst off to find her mentor. With a leisurely stretch, he glanced around to see if he could spot any patrols were forming. Without an apprentice at the moment, Duskshard felt like one of the freer cats around camp; no offense to the mentors. But to have a kit on his heels all day would be a tad irritating. He had trouble keeping Fallpaw in line now and then, but adult cats were a different matter entirely.

[bambi,]

i v y t a i l

Ivytail padded out from the Warriors den, her tail swaying calmly behind her. She looked back and forth, examining the clearing with curious green eyes. She flinched after a moment, a small pain errupting in her stomach. She shook her head, then hobbled over to the Medicine Cat den. She stopped just outside the entrance and poked her head in, "Cougarstrike?" She then looked over at Bramblepaw and smiled at the younger cat. "Hello Bramblepaw," she mewed.

[despairz]

(Ok. We have to wait for Bonestar to get on.)

[luxray;]

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• N a m e : Finchfeather
• G e n d e r : Male
• A g e : 37 moons
• R a n k : Warrior
• D e s i r e d R a n k : Deputy

P ｅｒｓｏｎａｌ

• A p p e a r a n c e : A stocky, dark grey tabby with lighter stripes, a nicked ear and a scar on his flank. His eyes are green with a tinge of yellow, and his paws are creamy white.
• P e r s o n a l i t y : Would you let me RP this out? Well, a basci description is that he is paitent, but he can also make good decisions on the spot.
• H i s t o r y : Him and his sister, Mossfire, had a mother who died upon birthing them, Sunstrike. Their father had died a few moons before, in battle. They were raised by a queen who paid no heed to them, only to her own kits.

Ｒｅｌａｔｉｏｎｓ

• F a t h e r : He died two moons before he was born Words.
• M o t h e r : Sunstrike, she died giving birth to himWords.
• S i b l i n g s : MossfireWords.
• S e c r e t C r u s h : None yetWords.
• C r u s h : Impress HimWords.
• M a t e : WantsWords.
• O f f s p r i n g : WantsWords.

(Will post Mossfire's in a second c:)

[Spirit Lion]

(All forms that were submitted are accepted.)

[Spirit Lion]

Softfeather

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She-cat
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Warrior
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No crush
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Normal mood
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At the Training Grounds - Out with Fallpaw
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Softfeather let out a ferice snarl, her tail lashing back and forth angrily. It wasn't her fault she had been given an apprentice, but it was her fault for being in a bad mood. Turning away form the cats training, she hoped Whilepool could handle both Fallpaw and Adderpaw, the young Warrior bound off to the left, her claws digging into the forest floor again. Her ears were pinned back as she hared away, her tail tucked down so it wouldn't give her away, she really looked like she was fleeing from a fight.

[global.]

{ May I change Dusktail's sufix to Duskshard? To many tails around here. X3 }


{Fallpaw}
Fallpaw was grumbling to herself as she continued on towards the training grounds, her dainty tail flicking in agitation. Why was Softfeather so cranky this morning? As she entered the slight clearing, Fallpaw's nose twitched as she acknowledged the presence of the two toms. Hopefully Whitepool was in a better mood. She couldn't blame Softfeather though, being a mentor must be stressing. "Whitepool?" She meowed softly, hoping she wasn't intruding in on the training.

[Spirit Lion]

(Go right on ahead of you want to. I'll let the owner know if you do.)