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[kitsutenshi]

❄♦ ♦ ♦I c e s t a r♦ ♦ ♦❄
Gender - |Tom| ♦ ; ♦ Crush - |Blueheart| ♦ ; ♦ Tags - |Blueheart|

Now that Pebbleheart had left, Icestar felt significantly bolder. It may be a little daunting to be alone with the she-cat who he had been crushing on and, dare he admit it, falling for, but the tom managed to push down any nervousness and started stepping towards her. The conversation that they're going to have is surely not a light one, especially if he works up the courage to tell her all about his reoccurring nightmares, but maybe she'll notice his very, very subtle advances and confess her feelings that she, most likely does not, have for him. Oh, who is he kidding; he is just moving to sit next to her. Of course he had sat next to her before, but this time, and the many other times he visited after a nightmare, they are alone together and he is seeking comfort from the guilt that plagues him daily. These moments always feel intimate and sometimes he likes to imagine that there could be something more between them.

Hoping his face wasn't as flustered as it felt, Icestar sat besides the she-cat. He didn't sit so close that their pelts brushed against one another with each breath, if only he had the gall to do that, but he did allow his tail to rest close enough to press gently against hers. "I just had another nightmare." He started quietly with a self-deprecating shrug, letting out a soft chuckle after a moment of pause. "You know it's bad when someone says that they 'just' had a nightmare." The joke was meant to lighten the mood, but only made him feel worse. It had him realize that these nightmares are starting to become normal for him. "This is the fourth time in two moons that I have dreamt about....about my father." He let out a strained, almost frustrated sigh before continuing in a whisper. "I just wish I new how to stop him from coming to me in my dreams."

((Sorry if this post kinda sucked, I'm running low on muse.
Also, I'll post for Kage once that fox, that Sunstrike was talking about, shows up.))

[Kitty-lover93]

((Whoa, all your text is big! You're accepted.

I just realized that I didn't put the link to the discussion thread on the front. It's there now!))

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ғᴇᴇʟɪɴɢ- Thoughtful

ᴛᴀʟᴋɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ- Martenfur

ᴄʀᴜƨʜ- Starlingsong

ᴀᴘᴘʀᴇɴᴛɪᴄᴇ- None

Sparrowstorm blinked in surprise as Martenfur, clearly giving up on the elusive Nightfrost, dropped back to talk to him. The tom seemed slightly dejected at first, but he ended up perking up as per usual. Sparrowstorm didn't mind talking to Martenfur; he actually enjoyed his company. The tom's cheerful confidence was almost contagious at times, and Sparrowstorm could definitely use much more of that. He smiled as the flirtatious tom made a comment of how much more enjoyable patrols were when there were she-cats to talk to. It was just the type of oblivious thing he'd expect to come from Martenfur, who found it so easy to openly talk to she-cats. Then the tom asked him what he thought.

Sparrowstorm's whiskers twitched as he thought about it. What did he think? Again, inadvertently, he thought of Starlingsong. Her black fur, her beautiful yellow eyes, the way she seemed so sweet and soft-spoken. Sparrowstorm couldn't put a word to what he felt when he thought of all their little interactions. Of course, they'd talked a little bit before; a 'hello' here, a shared patrol there, but nothing that was ever really talking. He smiled a little bit at the feeling; he would definitely talk to her later, he thought, if he could work up the courage to do it. You have to, he thought. Or soon enough it'll be too late. And it would, too; it wasn't like Starlingsong was just as unnoticed as he was. In fact, she seemed to be the opposite; he'd noticed toms talking to her and about her before. "I..." he flicked his tail, his ears warming slightly as he realized he'd just stared off into space for a few moments. "I like one she-cat in particular, I think," he meowed a little awkwardly, staring at his paws. Of course it was one she-cat in particular; it was the first she-cat he'd ever really seriously thought of, as of earlier that day. Starlingsong. "Her name's Starlingsong, and..." he smiled a little bit. "and... well, I'm beginning to realize she's special. She's... different from the rest of the she-cats in the clan. She gets to me like no other she-cat has before."

He didn't exactly think Martenfur would understand; the tom seemed like he'd been through the whole relationship process before, with the interest and the love, with the way he talked to she-cats. Of course, what did Sparrowstorm know? He'd been a recluse all his life, too shy to talk to she-cats and too unnoticed for them to talk to him.

He wanted that to change.

[Kyouya]

Name; Nightfrost
Gender; she-cat
Age; 16 moons
Rank; warrior
Apprentice; none
Crush; none

Nightfrost looked behind her to see that Martenfur's tail had drooped. She felt the tiniest bit of guilt inside her but it went away as soon as the tom had joined Sparrowstorm and perked right back up again. She rolled her eyes inwardly and turned away. Sunlight touched her back and she waved her tail from side to side, enjoying the warmth where it could reach her. She felt a small tugging feeling on her paws and looked down to see the her claws where still unsheathed and digging into the ground from her encounter with Martenfur. She sheathed them back in and looked around.

Her gaze fell on Sunstrike as he suggested hunting during the patrol to bring back some prey. She turned away and her jaws parted, taking in all the scents and trying to distinguish the prey from it. There was a suspicious scent in the air, she focused on it, inhaling more and realized it was a fox, fairly new. She was about to warn the others when the deputy got there first. She lowered her head to the ground slightly, to catch the scent better and be able to track it to where the fox was. She started walking slowly, following the trail of the fox, her tail low.

[vacant.]

ƈƖơųɖʂơŋɠ | ʂɧɛ-ƈąɬ | ῳąཞཞıơཞ | ɬąɠʂ: ơ℘ɛŋ
☁☁☁☁☁☁☁☁☁☁☁☁☁☁☁☁☁☁☁☁☁☁☁☁☁☁☁☁☁☁☁☁☁☁☁☁☁☁☁☁☁☁☁☁☁☁☁☁☁☁☁
Listen to the song, because every cloud has a rhyme.

She purred playfully as she played with the leaf that flew threw the chilly breeze. She launched at the leaf catching it in her paws. The leaf crumpled upon being caught. " Aww. " she mewed sadly. She was having so much fun with that leaf. "I guess I'll just have to find something else to amuse me. " she muttered as she padded off.

ṭһıṡṭʟєғєѧṭһєя | ṭȏṃ | ẇѧяяıȏя | ṭѧɢṡ: ȏƿєṅ
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I'm as soft as a feather but I have the potential to pierce you like a thistle.

He sat on his haunches as he licked his fur to get rid of any thickets or mud clots in his fur.
After minutes of bathing he found a huge mud clot stuck in his fur. He attempted to get rid of it but instead I got in his mouth. " Eww!" he spat and spat but it didn't come out. He bolted out of camp and towards the lake.

[stricklyspagetti]

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meet badgerpaw[fur]. badgerpaw got her name from her mother because of her badger-like markings. her future warrior name will be badgerfur. she is nine moons right now, so an apprentice. when it comes to badgerpaw's pelt, it is very very similar to a badger. her back is darkish lightish gray, her chest and underbelly light grey, almost white but not quite. her head is white along with a few black stripes on the crown on her head, although not reaching her eyes and going down like badger's. all of her paws and her tail are pure black. her limbs are longer than they should be, along with her spine that stretches out longer. badgerpaw's eyes are large and brilliant green, like her mother and father. she is a striking example of her father, longwhisker. when it comes to personality, badgerpaw is a fun, kitish, reckless, outgoing, loud apprentice. she never thinks before she does, she always jumps into it before thinking about the consequences. she is reckless, and has anger issues. badgerpaw loves to talk, she drones on and on and on and on. and this apprentice talks fast. she normally has to slow down just for other cats to know what shes saying. when she gets mad, you just want to leave her alone and let her sizzle down or else she takes it out on you. badgerpaw is a bit bossy and sarcastic, but mostly she hates hurting others feelings and tries not to lash out at them. she is very gullible and can be tricked into doing anything. in her past, she was born to a kittypet mother, button, and her warrior father, longwhisker. button was very interested in the clan life, and gave her up to be a warrior one day. a couple moons after she was given up as a kit in lakeclan, button was taken away from there. as soon as badgerpaw was made a apprentice, longwhisker left to journey out for his mate, leaving badgerpaw behind.

[spaghetticatto]

M O O N K I T

♥ The basics ♥

Name;; Moonkit
Gender;; Female
Age;; almost a moon
Mother;; TBD

| A p p e a r a n c e |

Moonkit is a fragile, white kit with black Markings on her face. Her entire body is pure, silky snow white, apart from her black and mocka coloured tail tip. She appears very small, and fragile, only reaching one moon old. Her eyes are a brilliant deep , kind blue, that she uses to her advantage when she wants something.

P e r s o n a l I t y

As every kit, Moonkit is a bubble and silly young fae. Although she can be much for wiser than most kits - she is not afraid to have a good time. Moonkit enjoys playing the popular nursery game, Moss Ball, and usually runs off with the soft ball, hiding in the camp. And often get's told off by the elders.

H i s t o r y

Moonkit is a full bred Lakeclan cat like most kits, being born in the medicine cat den. Nothing special or unusual has really happened in her short life, apart from tripping over fresh kill on her second day.

[vacant.]

( aww moonkit and cougarpaw are so cute >3< )

[Rexton Grey]

❃ Foxfrost ❃

Age: 28 Moons -=- Location: The Forest & Entrance to Lakeclan Camp -=- Tagged: Weaslefur & Kestrelbelly

Foxfrost looked over the tiny pile of prey he had acquired, inspecting his kills with satisfaction. A vole and a thrush might not have been the most amazing haul, but the vole was incredibly plump. He had waited specifically for the mouse-like creature, actually forgoing a squirrel in his patient examination of what he knew to be home to one of the creatures. The particular region he had caught the vole in had been greener with undergrowth than most of the rest of the forest, due to a lower concentration of trees. The shade of the now leaf-covered trees was not as so dark in that area, meaning more food for the prey that lived there, meaning plumper prey. He had come to the conclusion that waiting, even to the exclusion of more readily-available prey, was the best course of action. He had not been disappointed. Strange, that more warriors don't show as much patience.

Fitting the thrush in his mouth in addition to the vole tail was a bit of a task, but he managed it nonetheless. With a quick glance at his surroundings he confirmed his location, knowing he was close enough to camp that he could take the freshkill back quickly. A very successful hunting trip, indeed. Thank you Starclan, for the prey that comes with newleaf. Even having earlier missed a mouse and having passed up on a squirrel, prey was beginning to increase in number again now that leafbare was done; he could miss two critters and still find more easily enough. Foxfrost also figured that a vole as obviously fattened up as the one he had caught was certainly worth more than the squirrel he had seen and another small piece of prey put together. I'll have to try this area more often, but not often enough that I scare off the rest of the prey. Hunt most of them down and they'll begin avoiding my hunting grounds.

Head held high to keep the prey dangling from his jaws from dragging across the ground, he made his through the forest towards the camp. He occasionally had to pause to change his grip on the prey, but otherwise it was a smooth journey. He ducked into the dark bramble-lined tunnel that presented him with access to camp, head emerging on the other side to blink in the suddenly renewed light. He had much more cause to blink when he found himself practically nose-to-nose with the approaching Weaslefur. He 'ummph'ed out a greeting around the freshkill, tilting his head to see Kestrelbelly also coming near. The tunnel was small, however, and he couldn't very well go forward with Weaslefur in his path.


((Apologies if I didn't give much to respond to there. It just kinda ended up that way and stubbornly refused to be changed. ))

[Kitty-lover93]

((Please add a personality and a history to your form, stricklyspagetti (;

And as for Moonkit, you're going to have to find a queen to take care of her, as she doesn't have a mother and is way, way too young to be without one. You can add what happened to her parents in her history and ask the members who have queens if they'd be willing to take her in. Once you do that she'll be accepted.))

[spaghetticatto]

{ Okay! I was thinking Wolfsong - her markings are similar to Moonkits. Unless she doesnt want her, I am happy with any one that wants her x3 }