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Guppypaw

"With determination and a bright outlook, you can succeed at anything."

Tom
Apprentice
Tagged; Swiftspark

The small, bright orange tom trembles in excitement. "Oh, tree climbing and working on running would be fantastic! And if we have extra time, can we perhaps hunt later?" He grins, already imagining piles of prey to bring back to the clan. Guppypaw is young and small, but willing to learn and try over and over again. He has a feisty little soul in him, and enjoys learning new things. Though he's rather well behaved, Guppypaw secretly admires other apprentices and warriors who get away with their fair share of mischief. He loves hearing all the stories about wild things young cats have done in the past. Foolish no doubt, but Guppypaw believes its worth it to have a little fun. He pads after his mentor as they exit the camp, excited for the day ahead, and all the activity it will bring.

[»fly away]

>> hey guys, it's pretty obvious who's going to be leader so I may as well say it now. Swiftspark is now known as Swiftstar as he is the leader of the Clan. Congratulations c: }

[astro!]

{{ oh, cool! thanks, everyone C: }}

[lichenfeather]

{congrats! I'm going to be away for the next five days, so please freeze my characters :3}

[the vamps.]

|did pinepaw or anyone talk to meadowpaw while i was gone. sorry guys i have a friend over and i am just going through a lot of things right now and life is just getting tough so if i don't reply i will eventually.|

[Keriae]

(If there's anything for Eaglestrike can it please be quoted?)

[Sepia]

{Congrats ^^ I'm rather busy today but I'll try to post as soon as I can. c:}

[darĸнowl]

{{ oh my god im so sorry i've missed so much, guys. My internet's all screwed and has been for the past couple days - absolutely no connection whatsoever. I had a reply for Palewave all typed out when it was gone so I couldn't post it. I'm on my phone at the moment and as soon as I get the chance, hopefully tonight, I'll finally post it. Once again, sorry! }}

[darĸнowl]

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

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Swiftspark looked at Palewave in sudden concern. "Palewave? Are you alright?" He glanced at her expression. "You look... really tired." He blinked at the she-cat, worried about her; he often did things like this, worrying himself about all the other cats in the Clan. Suddenly, he was distracted by another cat calling his name: his little apprentice, Guppypaw. The small tom ran up to him, and Swiftspark turned toward his apprentice, beaming at the way Guppypaw blurted things out quickly. The apprentice, Swiftspark knew, had no family left; in this way, he could identify with him. "Ready for some training?" Swiftspark asked Guppypaw, not worrying in the slightest about the fact that he himself couldn't properly fight or hunt. "What do you want to try today?" He was hoping the apprentice wouldn't say "fighting," because Swiftspark hated it.
He padded towards the camp entrance while waiting for his apprentice to reply, flicking his tail for Guppypaw to follow. "We could practice climbing," Swiftspark offered, his voice quick - his mind worked quickly, and he had to get all of the words out before new ones came along or he'd interrupt himself midthought "or we could practice getting you to run faster." His bright eyes flashed back to Palewave briefly; she was probably just tired. Nightmares or something. Still sort of concerned, Swiftspark looked at his apprentice.

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[ "the little fighter" ] | [ 7 moons ] | [ apprentice [palewave] ] | [ tags: palewave] | [ location: the camp ]
[ "If you obey all the rules, you miss all the fun." ]

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Wildpaw's claws twitched in his sleep as his dreams went as usual. "Mousehearted coward!" a white tom growled tauntingly, his bright green eyes blazing through the haze of sleep and straight into Wildpaw's. "What's the matter? Afraid to fight me because you're small?" He sneered, and Wildpaw felt his own anger building up inside him.
"Some brother you are, fox dung!" he snarled, his claws sliding out again and scoring little rivets in the dust. "I'll crush you!"
Lionpaw laughed, his sharp teeth scraping through the air as he did so; two more cats appeared out of the mist, a dark grey she-cat and a ginger tom. They came up and stood beside Lionpaw, flanking him as he faced Wildpaw again. "Shadepaw, Redpaw - let's show this little weakling that he's not a warrior. He's barely even prey!" Eyes glinting, Lionpaw lunged toward his brother, and Wildpaw jerked upwards, claws flying out in front of him, preparing to use every trick he knew the defeat the white apprentice who had lived in the Clan before Wildpaw's whole family had deserted both it and him. However, his claws tangled with tree roots, and he was jolted awake.
Tugging at them, he managed to free himself from the crispy bark of the roots above his head; he was in the apprentices' den. Blinking to rid himself of the dream, Wildpaw padded outside, breathing in deeply and evenly. He had this dream often, among others; frustration surged to the tips of his claws as he realized that, once again, he'd come so close to being able to shred Lionpaw at last, only to fall short again. That cat had always managed to get under his skin like no other, taunting Wildpaw for his small size, joined in by Shadepaw and Redpaw... and even their mother had never discouraged them, even their mother had always seen Wildpaw as less than his littermates. He was glad they'd left the Clan.
Looking around the camp, Wildpaw watched as Swiftspark led Guppypaw towards the camp entrance after talking briefly to Palewave. The tom was eccentric, strange, and absolutely useless at fighting, but Wildpaw knew that he was absolutely brilliant - it was this gleam in his eye, rather like the one that marked Wildpaw as mischevious, but determined. Wildpaw was a born warrior, and he was dedicated to ensuring that he became a proper one. Padding over to Palewave, he looked up at his mentor.
"Are we training today?" he inquired, glancing at where Guppypaw had left the camp. He couldn't see Pinepaw and Meadowpaw, either, and figured that they, too, were out training, making the most of the fine morning.

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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,

Palewave blinked slowly, white muzzle parted as the words were about to leave her, as Swiftspark left with his own apprentice before waiting for her answer regarding her well-being. Her ears drooped in disappointment, closing her mouth. It didn't matter; most cats did that. She let out an inaudible sigh. No goodbye for me, either. As the two toms left, she murmured, "I'm always tired," to no one in particular as she looked back down at her forepaws. It was a wonder that absolutely no one seemed to know that yet. She'd been like this her entire life.

The pale she-cat's shoulder blades were visible through her soft coat as she tried to flex her back, stretching the aching muscles. She hadn't eaten normally for quite some time but she didn't care much. Palewave's ears swivelled to the side, hearing someone else approach her. But this was the only cat she never got nervous around. "Well, of course," Palewave meowed to her apprentice gently. She let out a yawn, and tried to put on a happier face for Wildpaw. He didn't have any of his family left, just like her. She supposed she cared about him more than most. Only him. "You can choose what you want to do today." She prayed he wouldn't say combat. Everyone knew how horrible she was at fighting. But that wasn't her fault - she wanted to be the best fighter she could be when she was an apprentice, herself. She just couldn't because of her weaker structure. That didn't mean she didn't try. If he did say fighting, she wouldn't argue and comply to his needs. Palewave just hoped he didn't feel like paw-to-paw combat yet. He was strong enough to hurt her. Though she didn't believe he'd do so purposefully of course, she only knew he could because he didn't know about that side of her.


{{ FINALLY. INTERNET. HALLELUJAH }}

[lacke]

{Gah... anywhere for Cherryheart or Snaketail to jump in? <: So sorry for not posting yet. D: }