IceClan - Snowstar's Reign [Always Accepting]

[.dance]

Hazelpool
"Hello Firepaw." she mews coolly.
Gtg sleep, bye!))

[katarinabluu]

B L I S T E R I N G ~ W I N D

She glared at them baring her her teeth menacingly as she padded behind HazelPool " FoxDungs " she meowed not bothering to cover her annoyance or whispering it -- she liked to let cats know how she felt. She turned to look back at them whispering as she snorted, turning her head grinning

[GIGABITE]

(( bye bye Shine16! ))

Foxpaw twitched her nose at the hostility in the air, before deciding it wasn't entertaining, though her tail twitched with amusement at the latest remark. She instead looked at the skyline, admiring a cloud shaped vaguely like a rabbit. Her tail twitched as she suddenly desired to chase the rabbit, though it was simply a cloud.

[zoketi.]

c r e e k s i g h t
<< warrior >>
A long-haired cream and grey
she-cat of twenty-five moons.
tagged; foxpaw, brackenstorm,
blisteringwind

Though part of her wanted to keep sniping back at the similarly-colored warrior, Creeksight knew better than to quarrel now. She twitched her ears at the comment, but ignored Blisteringwind otherwise. The light-coated she-cat tilted her head and dipped it politely in Brackenstorm's direction. "I won't." she sniffed, and then glanced down as her apprentice came skidding over. Keeping her blue gaze fixed upon Foxpaw, she murmured, "Let's go, then." She didn't really know who was leading this hunting patrol, but she wasn't going to sit around to decide that.

[GIGABITE]

Foxpaw twitched her ears in response, but stayed silent. She hopped a few times, ready to bolt down the slope to the valley within the slightest notion of direction. She refrained, however. She had to show her mentor how responsible she can be.

[katarinabluu]

B L I S T E R I N G ~ W I N D

Her tail tip twitched softly waving between brambles and thorns as she went to go smell a leaf that smelled oddly like her she took a big sniff as her eyes went dazed as she sneezed blowing the earth from under her away, trying to sheild her eyes from the worryed -- yet discusted cats infront of her {{ Can I play a rogue that passes through? }}

[GIGABITE]

(( sure ^^ ))

[zoketi.]

c r e e k s i g h t
<< warrior >>
A long-haired cream and grey
she-cat of twenty-five moons.
tagged; foxpaw, brackenstorm

Creeksight jerked her head and turned abruptly about, heading to exit camp. She lifted her tail as she slipped into the woodland of the territory, pricking her ears as she went. The she-cat didn't glance back to see if her Clanmates were following, but instead kept moving at a gentle pace. She'd discuss with Brackenstorm where they went to hunt, she supposed. And she'd like to do some training once they found a spot to pause and begin, too.

p i g e o n t a i l
<< med cat >>
A slim pale tawny brown
she-cat of thirty-two moons.
tagged; --

The slim medicine cat was in her den, clearing out old dry herbs. They were no longer useful and just cluttered up the space until she removed them. It wasn't the most exciting job, but she managed. It was all part of her duty as a healer. Pigeontail scraped out the dry bits of tansy and added them to her growing pile of crackly old leaves. She'd almost enjoy having an apprentice--just so she could make them do all this boring work. Just kidding, of course. The she-cat smiled to herself as she worked.

w a s p p a w
<< apprentice >>
A stocky dark brown tabby
tom of seven moons.
tagged; --

Wasppaw stumbled out of the apprentices' den, shaking his head. He glanced around, but the camp was almost empty. They'd all gone out on patrols, he guessed. He wondered if his mentor was still around. Perhaps in his den? The tabby tom stretched, flexing his paws against the ground, and then sat down with a thump and twisted his head around. He began to wash his dark coat, noticing it was rather rumpled from sleep.

[GIGABITE]

Foxpaw followed Creeksight, trying to make her shorter legs go in longer strides to match her mentor's. She lifted her chin exaggeratedly, trying her hardest to seem like a warrior herself. She scented the air every now and then, checking for any prey they might come across

Snowstar left his den again, bored. He could go out, but since so many cats were gone he didn't want to leave the camp vulnerable. There might not be another clan around, but rogues still wandered, as well as the occasional lone wolf. He would take his apprentice out later, after the hunting party returned.

[katarinabluu]

{{ Can hazelpools patrol timeskip im bored xD }}