PLEASE LOCK AND DELTE, MODS.

[canadianhowl]

Blazepaw

Mood:; calm • Tags:; sunpaw, open • Hunger:; 90 • Health:; 100 • Crush:; open • Mate:; none

Blazepaw looked up from her sun bathing and gave a smile to Sunpaw. "Hello there Sunpaw. Nothing much except enjoying the heat as usual. What about you?" Being respectful she got up on her four paws then sat back down again on the ground giving her full attention onto Sunpaw. She didn't really chat with this guy much song would be nice to now

Graywhisker

Mood:; calm • Tags:; mossleap, open • Hunger:; 90 • Health:; 100 • Crush:; open • Mate:; none

"Alright then. The falls it is and the falls is were we will go." Graywhisker meowed before following the she cat. He knew that he could practice his hunting skills since he hasn't mastered the skills at the place yet. The male was excited since it has been a while for him since he had gone to the falls.

[jarvis.]

Foxfoot
While Noeyes rested in the shade of a boulder, Foxfoot enjoyed the feeling of the sun warming his fur for a solid few seconds before the heat became a nuisance. "Hey scoot over a bit would ya," he teased as he squeezed into the shade of the boulder beside his fellow elder. Continuing the conversation, he admitted, "I kind of enjoy doing things my own every once in a while. Makes me feel young again." A grin appeared on his muzzle as he added, "But only sometimes. It's also nice to have other cats do stuff for you and ignore their complaining as they do it."

Fawnleap
The petite she-cat padded along behind Graywhisker and Mossleap, listening in on the younger warriors' conversation curiously. With a small smile, she jumped in their conversation, "Hopefully we can snag some fish by the falls and maybe with some luck, a few juicy mice will be hiding in the shade." Fawnleap's tail swished behind her as she trekked on alongside her brother. It had been a while since the two had been on a patrol together.

( @APH Canada: Fawnleap and Finchstep are with Graywhisker c: ))

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[! october]

Quailfeather ; silver tabby and white she-cat ; warrior ; tagged: Scorchstar

Quailfeather purred contentedly as she ran her tongue down her spine, the hard-to-reach fur on her back finally laying flat. Some cats liked to sleep as long as possible before dragging themselves out of their nests in the morning, but she preferred to get up, find some sun, and make her fur neat for the day. The lithe she-cat got up from the sunny red rock, strechted, and padded towards the fresh-kill pile, hopeful that there would be something useful for her to do. With any luck, it won't be too long before I can finally have my first apprentice.

The little cat hesitated upon seeing Scorchstar sitting by the pile, having just finished giving orders to some warriors. Despite having been an apprentice for some of the same time their leader was, she had always been intimidated by him. Regardless, the serious, gruff expression painted across his face pained her. He was not the cat he had once been. Mustering up her bravery, Quailfeather approached him. "Good morning, Scorchstar," she said quietly, dipping her head to him before tentatively sitting next to the tall, regal tom. The last thing she wanted to do was irritate him, but she couldn't really help being herself. "Have you eaten yet?" Worried as ever about the leader's wellbeing, she looked up at him with concerned amber eyes, hoping she wouldn't end up getting rebuked.

[canadianhowl]

Blazepaw

Mood:; calm • Tags:; sunpaw, open • Hunger:; 90 • Health:; 100 • Crush:; open • Mate:; none

Blazepaw looked up from her sun bathing and gave a smile to Sunpaw. "Hello there Sunpaw. Nothing much except enjoying the heat as usual. What about you?" Being respectful she got up on her four paws then sat back down again on the ground giving her full attention onto Sunpaw. She didn't really chat with this guy much song would be nice to now

[[ I didn't notice since I don't really read other people's posts but I do notice when my cat is being interacted with all of a sudden when I see Tags. It's a thing that I have that drives me crazy so bare with me on that ;u; ]]

Graywhisker

Mood:; mixed • Tags:; cats, open • Hunger:; 89 • Health:; 100 • Crush:; open • Mate:; none

Hearing more voices the male warrior jumped up a bit in shock and his gray short fur arose before he realized who joined in. The male gave a small growl in frustration before sneering, "Next time call one of our names out and don't just hop right on in. Besides what are you even doing here anyways?" Graywhisker soon calmed back down but his anger didn't go away that easily. Great, more cats that I have to keep an eye on. He thought with a snarl since he was issued to being the one in charge of a group.

[jarvis.]

( oh sorry about that! I'll start adding tags to my posts then. also I think Finchstep is leading the patrol lol, but he probably doesn't care very much anyway ))

Fawnleap
she-cat - warrior - 30 moons - hunting patrol - tags; Graywhisker, Mossleap, Finchstep

With a lazy flick of her tail, Fawnleap ignored the younger tom's rather frosty demeanor before answering calmly, "Sorry to interrupt, but Scorchstar sent Finchstep and me on a hunting patrol that includes both you and Mossleap as well." She had grown used to the attitude of her clan mate and it all honesty, it barely fazed her any longer. The she-cat pricked her ears and if she listened hard enough, she could hear the faint sound of the river roaring as it spilled over anything in its path. By now, the group was getting quite close to the gorge where the falls were located.

[canadianhowl]

Blazepaw

Mood:; calm • Tags:; sunpaw, open • Hunger:; 90 • Health:; 100 • Crush:; open • Mate:; none

Blazepaw looked up from her sun bathing and gave a smile to Sunpaw. "Hello there Sunpaw. Nothing much except enjoying the heat as usual. What about you?" Being respectful she got up on her four paws then sat back down again on the ground giving her full attention onto Sunpaw. She didn't really chat with this guy much song would be nice to now

Graywhisker

Mood:; mixed • Tags:; cats, open • Hunger:; 89 • Health:; 100 • Crush:; open • Mate:; none

"No I was never informed of that to be honest. All I know is that me and Mossleap were just going to go out hunting since I think she suggested it." He meowed back having a horrible memory. The warriors ears moved back and forward when hearing the sounds of the river. All he hoped was to make one successful catch today.

[yeeee.]

Batpaw shifted slightly, not appreciating the silence that lingered for a few moments. He had the irking feeling that someone was watching him- he knew it was Flarepaw. It had to be. His nape prickled ever so slightly. Then, as if on cue, he heard pawsteps heavily hitting the rocks in a irregular fashion. She's skipping. That means she's in a good mood. That made him a tad suspicious, even if the suspicion was a bit ridiculous. As she leaned closer, the ebony tom resisted the urge to stiffen slightly. He hated contact, and this entire situation was absurd. And created by his paw. It was either sleep away the best hours, or go out and risk getting in trouble. I made my decision, now to face the pains of it. It was ironic how this had went. Usually he only caught a mouse or two that no one noticed appearing on the prey pile- measly catches. But never before had he had such a successful hunt. Was it luck? He'd never know.

But at least Batpaw knew why Flarepaw was so happy. It dawned on him that he'd just caught more prey than had originally been on the pile all morning. The clan will eat well. That was the plan all along, I just didn't forsee it coming true so soon. The tall tom dipped his head over so slightly to Flarepaw, his whiskers twitching slightly in thanks at her words. At least she wouldn't tell on his injury if he got caught. Even feeling a tad of gratitude, Batpaw still referred not speaking. Right now was no exception; his mind was on much more. What was next after this? Perhaps he'd get lucky and continue on his regular schedule, but for some reason, Batpaw didn't trust his so called 'luck'. Namesake ears lifting high, he heard a patrol get sent out- a hunting patrol to the Falls. There is no where in camp to hide this much prey and it is wrong to do so. The clan is hungry all the times. Let's get this over with. Straightening a bit, he inhaled deeply- he could smell a mouse from there, and a few bits of something else. Had any of the warriors or apprentices even gotten a chance for a real breakfast?

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Batpaw shook his head. It was his choice- now time for the consequences. I hope Noeeyes, Foxfoot and Dogtail got something to eat. Regardless I will find out soon enough. The petite tom leaned over and licked the messy blood trial from his hindquarter before gathering up all of his neatly laid catches. Padding awkwardly over to the prey pile, Batpaw lowered the prey as quietly as he could- about as quietly as a badger- while his filmy eyes flickering around the area worthlessly. After the patrol had left things had fallen quiet, taking away his most vital means of information. He just hoped that he hadn't made a fatal error in this oh-so-well-constructed drop and run. As soon the dumping of the prey was complete, the tall tom jumped upon a rock not far from the prey pile and started grooming his leg. It hurt, and he was very tired- he needed a break. Besides, after the grooming was complete, Batpaw's next step was to clean out the elder and warrior's den- not exactly a thrilling task. After this grooming perhaps I can abide by the rules, and notify a warrior of my intentions. Oh, why must the rules be designed in such a way to hamper my progress?

Tagged ;; No one [open]

[Olivesaurus]

(My apologies! I was at an ortho appointment. Note: in 3 hoirs I'll be inactive probably for the rest of the day due to band camp.)

Sunpaw; Tom; Apprentice; Not crushing
Location: Camp; Feeling: Hopeful; Tagged: Blazepaw

Sunpaw blinked happily. "I was just soaking up the sun and figured you'd enjoy some company." The tom's fur was still hot and tingly from laying in the sun for so long.

[deftonesly]

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Noeyes
Blind she-cat
Russian Blue
Elder of DesertClan
Age: 87 moons
Location: DesertClan camp - by the Oasis lake
Crush/ Mate: None
Tags: Foxfoot
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Noeyes chuckled hoarsely after scooting aside to give him some room. She then laid her head down on her fore-legs with sigh. "Indeed, Foxfoot. Makes me feel young too... and, oh, I love having little rascals run around, always complaining when they do their chores for their elders." She hesitated, flicking her tail from side to side and twitching her little nose. "But.. at least you got the chance to become a warrior. For half my life I've been cooped up in a den - I never learned to hunt or fight, for that matter." She added a light hint of a laugh to the end of her statement. The Russian blue knew she was twisting their happy conversation and making it gloomy, but she wanted to hear what Foxfoot thought.

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Scorchstar
Tomcat
Oriental Shorthair
Leader of DesertClan
Age: 36 moons (8 lives left)
Location: DesertClan camp - by the fresh-kill pile
Crush/ Mate: None
Tags: Quailfeather
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Scorchstar was still sitting on his haunches as he watched the group of four leave the Oasis. He watched his cats mill about.. talking, eating, basking the sun, and the oriental shorthair felt so... at home here. He loved these cats; he loved them. And he would give them all he had until it was time he joined Sandfur.. and their two lost kits.. and all their StarClan ancestors.
Sandfur.. The orange tabby thought as he then began to study the pale blue sky and little clouds that dotted it up above. Wait for me just a little longer, love.
The slender male was snapped out of his thoughts when he heard some cat approaching. He lowered his sleek tabby head to see Quailfeather padding towards him. They didn't speak all too much - and, if anything, the poor she-cat acted scared of her leader! Scorchstar admitted that, though he was commanding and strict, he didn't want to scare any cats away from him.
Instead of breezing by him to the fresh kill pile, the silver tabby and white female sat beside the large-eared oriental shorthair, greeting him politely and asking him if he'd eaten yet. He turned his piercing green gaze on her, and meowed, his voice not too brusque and curt, "Morning, Qualfeather. And, no, I haven't eaten yet.. I eat last and will always let others take their share before me."

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Flarepaw (Flareears)
She-cat
Oriental Shorthair
Apprentice of DesertClan
Age: 8 moons
Location: DesertClan camp - Oasis lake
Crush/ Mate: None
Tags: Batpaw
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Rude little furball... the ebony oriental shorthair thought as Batpaw got up and limped over to the fresh-kill pile without a word to her. It was like he hadn't realized she was there. She fumed and, like a kit, she stuck out her tongue at him while his back was turned. You're welcome for not telling on you! Not like any cat won't notice.. way to cover up your injury. The apprentice thought sarcastically. She then took one last swig of water before turning and slowly inching her way towards the camp exit.. all the while stealing glances at her father, who was talking with Quailfeather a little ways away. Once the orange tabby's
back was turning, Flarepaw did a little bounce and shot out of camp. The coast is clear! Now for some fun!

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Hawkcry
Tomcat
Dark brown tabby
Warrior of DesertClan
Age: 19 moons
Location: DesertClan camp - coming out of the warriors' den
Crush/ Mate: None
Tags: OPEN!
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Hawkcry slid out of the warriors' tunnel, rolled his massive shoulders just to show off. He stretched elegantly, arching his tail over his back and curling his long claws into the dusty Oasis floor. The dark tabby yawned, and blinked his pale blue, ice-like eyes against the scoring desert sunlight that was already roasting his thick fur. He surveyed the camp, seeing that most every cat was up, awake, socializing, or heading out to hunt or patrol. Ugh, I hope Scorchstar won't assign me to a hunting patrol today, Hawkcry thought with a little glower at the oriental shorthair, who was nearby. He knows I hate hunting and always sends me out on patrols just to spite me.
Hawkcry sat down, curling his tail over his feet and narrowing his eyes. He won't be ordering anyone around for much longer... Waspclaw will take over. And I'll help him every step of the way. Anything so that he becomes our new leader, not that tabby scumbag!
Scorchstar will fall.

{anyone up to adventure with Flarepaw?}

[jarvis.]

Finchstep
tomcat - warrior - 30 moons - hunting patrol - tags; Graywhisker, Mossleap, Fawnleap

When the patrol reached the gorge, Finchstep stepped up and suggested, "We should probably split up here in order to cover a larger area, but don't stray too far. Meet back at this boulder by sunhigh." And with that the tom murmured a 'good luck' to everyone, touched his nose to his sister's shoulder, and slipped into the underbrush in hopes of catching a hare and maybe even a few shrews or mice.

Fawnleap
she-cat - warrior - 30 moons - hunting patrol - tags; Graywhisker, Mossleap, Finchstep

Fawnleap watched her brother disappear into the underbrush before nodding as she parted ways with the other two warriors. Immediately, she bounded over to the river for some fishing. The slippery boulders by the water forced the warrior to slow into a walk as she made an attempt to avoid falling headfirst into the raging waters. The waters here were too strong for any fish to be present, so slowly and carefully, she made her way downriver where the river current calmed.

When she arrived, the small she-cat perched herself on a rock hanging over the water and made sure her shadow wasn't touching the water in fears of alerting her prey. Peeking in, she noticed too blurry shadows writhing around beneath the surface of the water. They were decent sized and could easily feed two to three cats. Fawnleap challenged herself to catch both.

Foxfoot
tomcat - elder - 89 moons - the oasis lake - tags; Noeyes

Listening to Noeyes made Foxfoot feel a pang of remorse; he had been so insensitive! The orange tabby touched the Russian blue's shoulder with his tail in a comforting manner before an idea popped into his head. "Well, I think I could teach you some basic defense moves sometime. Rumor has it that you have quite the powerful nose," he purred teasingly. "A strong sense of smell is definitely an advantage on the battlefield. Unfortunately, too much movement makes my hind leg cramp up, so we'll have to take it really slow," Foxfoot sighed at the thought of the old injury, wanting desperately to be able to move it normally without going to the medicine cat's den every other day.

( sorry if the thing about the nose might not be true! I remember reading somewhere that when someone loses ones of their senses, their other senses are heightened ))