s n o w c l a n - v1.5 / new / accepting

[bramble;]

sorry, fixed it now. c: }}

[starrine]

{{ Thank you! :D We can officially start now!~ <3 }}

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мαle -- depυтy -- cυrreɴтly wιтн: open

The tabby tom rocked on his haunches, a yawn erupting from his jaws as the sun rose on the chilly camp; it was newleaf, and the snow around them already began to melt. However, leafbare had been half a moon longer than it normally was, which was.. Well, many different things. With a sigh, Tigerfoot picked himself up and stretched, a purr rumbling in his throat as the sun hit his back, warming his body almost immediately. "What a nice day," he murmured to himself, flicking his tail and awaiting everyone's awakening. He hoped that this season, despite Starclan's absence, that more cats in the clan would be able to get along. Especially Adderfur. That tom was a stubborn one for sure.

He pushed away the thoughts of his hateful younger brother quickly. Perhaps he'd send out a hunting patrol when enough cats were awake. Glancing at the low fresh kill pile, he nodded to himself, smiling a bit. "Yes, a hunting patrol would be good." His voice was quiet; he had the habit of talking to himself when no one else was around to talk for him. Glancing over, he watched as Adderfur emerged from the warrior's den, and quickly rose to talk to him.

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мαle -- wαrrιor -- cυrreɴтly wιтн: open

Adderfur sleepily rose from his warm nest, shuddering as a small, cold breeze swept into the warrior's den. Fluffing up his fur, the dark tom slunk out of the den, into the.. Surprisingly warm sun. Laying his fur flat now, the bulky feline yawned, looking around. Noticing the nearly depleted fresh kill pile, he decided he'd hunt once he fully woke up. Now inspecting the camp itself, he noticed not many cats had gotten up yet. Twitching an ear, he shrugged. Not his problem.

"Oh! Adderfur!" Tigerfoot called to his sibling, who replied by turning his back to him and ignoring him. "Come on, don't be like that!" Tigerfoot laughed, only earning a slight grunt. "Well.. Anyways, could you lead a hunting patrol?" He paused, watching as Adderfur turned to him with a glare. "You know how I do in groups," he grumbled. Tigerfoot frowned. "Well, you're going to have to get used to it sooner or later. Seeya! Oh, and thanks for leading a patrol!" He called as he walked off, probably to speak to the leader or the like.

Sighing with the burden laid on him, the tom paced off, in search of members for his hunting patrol.

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ƒємαℓє -- αρρяєηтιcє -- cυяяєηтℓу ωιтн: open

Lightpaw lay curled in her den, trying to avoid the occasional chilly breezes that somehow crept into the old badger den, which had been hollowed out even further to make room for the new apprentices. Tucking a fluffy tail over her nose, and finding that she couldn't get back to sleep however much she wanted to, the little she-cat crawled out of her nest, trotting out into the welcoming sun's rays. Sucking in a breath of relief that today wouldn't be another freezing day, she looked around.

Finding that much of the clan was still sleeping, she sat in the sun patiently, grooming herself as she waited for her mentor to awaken.

[bramble;]

Stormsong was seated outside the warriors den, having groomed herself when she awoke. She had been sat now, her tail curled around her front paws, for a good fifteen minutes, as she had woken up before the majority of the other cats. She was rather bored, as she liked to be on the go constantly, but though she was restless she still waited as patiently as she could. Perhaps she could join a hunting patrol at some point?

Mistpetal's eyes fluttered open and the dainty she-cat rose to her paws, stretching out with a yawn that exposed many small white teeth and a little pink tongue. Shaking a leaf from her fur, she trotted out of the den and into the cold morning air, already alert.

[diana,]

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The handsome, light brown tom emerged from his den with a small yawn. He trotted over to the fresh-kill pile, seeing the deputy had everything under control. He smiled slightly to himself, then sat down by the pile. He picked up a plumpmouse, eating it quickly. Fallstar stood up, then began to groom his messy fur. He quickly did so and stood straighter, stretching out. "Anyone want to come for a hunt?" He called to the camp.

[dorayaki]

» Shyshadow
Shyshadow's nose twitched as the tom stirred, the crisp morning air weaving it's way into the den. He then allowed his eyes to flutter open, lifting his head to yawn. Looking over at Deadpaw, he decided to let the apprentice wake when he wanted to.
"Another day," he mewed softly, stretching before trotting out of the den. He spotted Tigerfoot walking and padded over to him to ask him a question quickly. "Oh, Tigerfoot? Could you get a cat or two to help Deadpaw and I fetch some catmint later? This LeafBare killed our stock," he hesitantly asked.

Whistlesong «
Whistlesong yawned and got to her paws quickly, padding out of the den eagerly. I wonder what patrols I'll be on! she wondered as she stretched.

¥ Brightpaw ¥
The young white apprentice reluctantly opened his eyes, yawning and wishing he could sleep in. However, he wanted to impress Tigerfoot! He left the den and lifted his face to the sky to feel the breeze, smiling softly.

[diana,]

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The muscular warrior padded out from the warriors' den, stretching his back. He spotted Whistlesong and trotted up to her, smiling. "Hey, Whistlesong! Do you want to go on a hunting patrol?" He wasn't asking her out hunting by themselves just yet- although, he had been meaning to for a while now.

[bramble;]

Mistpetal proceeded to wander around a little, with nothing really to do. She wasn't much of a hunter, and patrolling with the bigger, stronger cats frightened her slightly, because they were so strong and she was so... Well... Petite and dainty. With another slight stretch, she continued to her wandering of the area.

[dorayaki]

Whistlesong «
She looked at Wolfheart and smiled. "Well, sure, but shouldn't we ask Tigerfoot?" she asked him with a tilted head.

[Todd.]

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☛ Tom
☛ 7 moons
☛ Med cat apprentice
☛ Crush; -
☛ With; -
“Stuck between the dead
 and those alive”
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The albino tom slept silently on his nest, chest gently raising and falling as the kitten slept on a relaxed way. There were no dreams he was caught on, nor any thoughts or anything. To speak the truth he was pretty much sleeping out of laziness and the only thing that made him stir on a rather uncomfortable way was his growling stomach begging for something to be eaten and fill it up. He slowly stretched, pushing himself to his paws and stretching slowly, cracking his jaws open on a wide yawn.
OOC;; -

[diana,]

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His whiskers grew hot. "O-oh, of course. I, uh, forgot..." He glanced at the ground, embarassed. Great work, Wolfheart. You stuffed it up again... Gah, she's never going to like you at this rate!