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ｓｏｒｒｅｌｓｐｒｉｎｇ/ she-cat / queen / thirty-seven moons / tagged; no one (open for interaction)

the she-cat shook her haunches; with her eyes wide she waited in the shadows. her ears pricked up, the mouse was moving and it was driving her crazy with blood lust. but she couldn't move yet, the time wasn't right. then the moment came, the rodent poked his head around the corner of the tree and- it was gone, only a dream. sorrelspring sighed, stretching out across her nest to reach the cool floor of the nursery. she always seemed to have dreams like that these days, perhaps it was just because there was nothing else to occupy the she-cats mind. it was awful lonely in the nursery right now, but sorrel didn't mind much. the clan had plenty of other cats to talk to. with a large yawn the tabby stood and made her way out into the clearing, hoping to find someone to gossip with.

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[darĸнowl]

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mintclan • 23 moons • looks

нolland road - мυмғord & ѕonѕ
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So I was lost, go count the cost,
Before you go to the holland road,
With your heart like a stone you spared no time in lashing out,
And I knew your pain and the effect of my shame,
But you cut me down, you cut me down,

And I will not tell the thoughts of hell
That carried me home from the Holland road
With my heart like a stone and I put up no fight
To your callous mind, and from your corner,
You rose to cut me down, you cut me down,

So I hit my low, but little did I know that would not be the end,
From the holland road well I rose and I rose, and I paid less time,
To your callous mind, and I wished you well
As you cut me down, you cut me down,

Two round circles glinted as the early morning light began to flood the warrior's den. They belonged to the small, lonely figure curled up tightly near the edge of the warm den. The wide eyes staring into nothingness hardly blinked. This was the result of a lifetime of troubling nights filled with anything other than sleep itself. 'This is your fault! You should be under here, not me!' an angry voice screeched in the she-cat's mind, as clear as day. She wouldn't forget that mad look Emberthorn had as he screamed at her, desperately trying to claw her to shreds. But he couldn't because he was crushed beneath the stones, along with her poor, brave brother. 'Your fault!' The large tom's fiery eyes had never looked more insane than they were at that horrifying moment. Palewave had escaped as he continued cursing at her, not waiting to see when he'd breathe his last breath as she had with Berrydew.

The sharp, icy eyes rose as the cat stood slowly. Palewave's limbs were all stiff for lying in such an uncomfortable position for hours. She stretched each leg in turn before letting out a sigh. She hated remembering. She just wanted to forget. Watching her brother die every night, having that so-called mentor want to kill her so desperately. It never stopped and for months ever since they found their new home, she couldn't stop crying. She padded out into the sunlight, squinting as the bright light hit her blue eyes, looking away. She kept her head low and she remained along the edge of the camp, sitting down. Her eyes were sad for a few moments before they were soon guarded and expressionles. The damaged, lovely, pale calico only wanted sleep. Such a small thing to her clanmates... they didn't know how much of a blessing it was. Her bright eyes glimmered in the light like frehsly fallen snow. She turned her head to the side tiredly, knowning her back would be aching for a while after sitting up in that tree all night before sneaking back to camp. Palewave flicked one ear, noticing the random little bits of leaves and dirt from the forest she hadn't cleaned out last night and started washing her strange, pretty coat.

[lichenfeather]

{sorry guys, what did I miss?}

[»fly away]

>> sorry guys, i have to go. i'm going to watch the meteor shower and then bed >.< will reply when i get up <3 }

[lichenfeather]

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Nodding, Moonshine glanced around for Nightheart, but, not finding the she-cat, shook herself and looked for another to take the dawn patrol with. Kneading her claws into the dust she eyed the clan apprehensively around her. No-one. Her ears flickered backwards and she turned to Timberfur. He was preoccupied with apprentices, so, padding over to the exit of the camp, Moonshine lightly sat and waited for Nightheart to arise.




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Stonesong awoke to the chatter of the clan around him. The first thought to rush through his mind was a panicked I'm late! Scrabbling to his paws, he did not notice Eaglestrike and his paw came down heavily on the sleeping tom's tail. Pulling back hastily he prayed to StarClan that the easily irritated tom would remain asleep. Stonesong dared not to move, his fur bristling slightly and body stock still, paws frozen on the ground. His flanks rose and fell as he took a rapid succession of breaths, then decided he should flee. Attempting to maneuver around the sleeping cats, he entangled his paws in some bedding, and fell with a soft "Ooof!" His cry echoed around the den and Stonesong, head over heals on the ground, muttered something under his breath. There was no way Eaglestrike could sleep through this, and his wrath would be unleashed on me. came Stonesong's miserable thoughts.

[astro!]

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[ "the mad genius" ] | [ 26 moons ] | [ warrior ] | [ tags: guppypaw, palewave] | [ location: the camp ]
[ "There is a fine line between insanity and genius; I have erased this line." ]

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Swiftspark watched as Timberfur padded away with the two eager apprentices, and purred at the sight of the young cats running; he himself had always identified more with kits and apprentices than warriors, and he loved to play with him. Indeed, kits would often come to him to go on little "adventures" outside the camp, which he was usually only too glad to bring them on.
Turning away from the camp entrance, Swiftspark breathed the morning air as his mind quickly constructed, solved, and dissassembled another puzzle for him; it lasted too short a time, and Swiftspark eyed the camp entrance, waiting for his patrol and kneading his paws against the ground. Tiredness from his night's adventure dragged at his wide, grey-blue eyes, which now seemed even wider than usual; as usual, Swiftspark ignored the sensation and looked around for his apprentice, as the sight of Pinepaw and Meadowpaw had reminded him. "Guppypaw!" Swiftspark called, looking around for any sign of the young tom. "Guppypaw - oh, hello, Palewave." He dipped his head to the she-cat, grinning brightly, his eyes wide and dancing with all of the usual things: the craziest touch of genius you'd ever see. "Seen my apprentice? Or... your apprentice? Any of those apprentices? I think Larksong's going to lead out a patrol, so I need to find him." He looked around the camp, bored and eager to counter that situation. His mind always needed things to do, places to be; puzzles and problems could only keep him preoccupied for so long in his head. They needed to become real, which was why Swiftspark's nighttime adventures had always been so enjoyable... as well as his history -- Swiftspark averted his mind from his history. It had become a magnetic repulsion that kept him from dwelling on it, and he quite liked to avoid it.

{{ meteor shower! me too C: }}

[free.]

Guppypaw

Apprentice
Tom
Tags; Swiftspark

The small tom's ears shot up at the sound of his name being called amidst the noisy clan sounds. He opened his eyes, all hopes of any extra rest vanishing from his mind. Getting up without a single complaint, Guppypaw gave himself a good stretch, then padded towards the sound of his mentors voice. His bright green orbs swept across camp until they landed on Swiftspark. The tiny orange cat scurried over to the warrior in his strange gait that seemed half lope, half swaying. Skidding to a halt right beside his mentor, Guppypaw looked up at Swiftspark with a grin on his odd little face. "Hello Swiftspark! It's quite marvelous to see you! How are you? What do you have planned today? Oh my oh my, I cannot wait!" Now fully awake, Guppypaw was quite literally quivering in excitement, the words spilling out of his mouth faster than his mind could catch up with them. It would come as no surprise to if one were to find out that many warriors pity the young tom. With no family left, he's all alone, and being rather quirky, it must be hard to fit in with the other apprentices in the clan. He makes friends wherever he goes though, it seems. Guppypaw is quite willing to chat up a storm with anyone from an elder to a kit. There's no doubt that he's quite an energetic, cheerful cat. He'll no doubt put a smile on your face, in any case. Even now, when he's been called to duty out of rest, he is bright eyed and cheery, looking up at Swiftspark and awaiting the tomcats response to his many questions.

[lacke]

{ Oh boy. Sorry for not posting. ;w; Anywhere Cherryheart or Snaketail could jump in? Also, has anything happened? :> }

[darĸнowl]

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mintclan • 23 moons • looks

нolland road - мυмғord & ѕonѕ
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So I was lost, go count the cost,
Before you go to the holland road,
With your heart like a stone you spared no time in lashing out,
And I knew your pain and the effect of my shame,
But you cut me down, you cut me down,

And I will not tell the thoughts of hell
That carried me home from the Holland road
With my heart like a stone and I put up no fight
To your callous mind, and from your corner,
You rose to cut me down, you cut me down,

So I hit my low, but little did I know that would not be the end,
From the holland road well I rose and I rose, and I paid less time,
To your callous mind, and I wished you well
As you cut me down, you cut me down,

Having spaced out already, Palewave hadn't noticed anyone coming over to her. When she heard someone's voice, she jumped and let out a small whimper, tail-tip twitching back and forth. She swallowed hard, trying to calm herself. Oh it was just Swiftspark. She was jumpy this morning. More than usual. It was like she was afraid of Emberthorn lurking by the corners, just waiting to take his revenge and end her. Of course, she knew it was basically impossible for him to have survived that, plus, it was completely illogical for him to have tracked their now-old scent trail all the way here, with all those injuries if he were to have gotten himself out. No matter how many times she told herself that, she couldn't shake her worst fear. That tomcat had hurt her and pushed her close to the edge, after all. The small light calico feline looked up at Swiftspark, shaking just a little only from that one thought.

Palewave's unique, icy-blue eyes stared unblinking into her clanmate's, observing. His figure in general was blurry. Well, that's the result of no sleep for extended periods of time, the annoying, factual part of her mind murmured in a bored tone of voice. She could see that flicker of genius in him. He was different, kind of like her. But in seperate ways. Her heavy, sullen eyes were confusing and mysterious; her entire facial expression was, really. It was the way she held herself. No one would ever be able to read her the way she could brilliantly read others without them knowing. Suddenly, she remembered she had to answer a question. "Um... no.. I haven't - I don't know-" she began, cut off by his answer as Guppypaw appeared. The exhaustion was evident in her quiet, yet gentle voice. "I-I haven't seen Wildpaw. I think he may be asleep...I don't know." Then, Palewave finally blinked, as if it were nothing.

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»Timberfur felt Eaglestrike's eyes on him when he was talking to the apprentices, and his fur bristled in annoyance. He shook out his fur, trying to get rid of the anger that was surging through his body, and he was bought back to reality from his thoughts when the two apprentices ran off towards the camp entrance. The young tom laughed quietly to himself for a short moment for pelting after them and overtaking them just outside the camp."Come on you two, hurry up! We can't use the mossy area as it's too damp, we will go to the leaf clearing that's near the edge of our territory." He grinned at them both before running off in the direction of the leaf clearing. It didn't take him that long to get there but it had made him slower his pace into a trot as he approached the training area. While he waited for the apprentices to arrive, Timberfur twisted his head around and gave his pelt a few licks where a couple of brambles had caught his fur when he ran past. Nothing serious, he thought calmly to himself, Just a tiny scratch.