BrookClan // Closed for the Time Being

[echoleaf1]

-Tawnythorn-

Tawnythorn nodded to Quietrain, before She frowned,"Lilykit, you know better then to go exploring in the dens of other cats."She mews sternly, before looking at Quietrain,"Sorry Quietrain."She mewed and nodded gratefully to Fogstar for having noticed where Lilykit was before the young she-kit could get to the herbs.

-Lilykit-

Lilykit looked sheepishly at her paws. "Sorry Tawnythorn,i didn't touch anything though."She mewed softly, not wanting to really look up at the older cats.

[Olivesaurus]

"It's fine, Tawnythorn. Kits are kits." The medicine cat's fur had poofed up from being startled and it started to settled back down. She hated when that happened. "If you all don't mind, I'm going to retrieve some moss for my nest." She slid out of the entrance after a thankful nod to Fogstar. (Now she'll meet Nervis!)

[Y O U M O N S T E R]

Nervis~Tom~Loner~15 moons

He sighed and slowly got up, huffing and continuing shaking worse then before. "J-just had to go into the f-forest today." He sat down looking around, lost.

[deftonesly]

Whitejaw ♂||Warrior||35 moons||→Hickorygale

Having failed to leave camp with a patrol, he tries to bring his attention elsewhere from hunting to his clan mates. Plenty of other cats were in camp, a good dozen at that so Fogstar could be planning a border patrol. Giving up for now, the less than enthusiastic tom settles by the warriors den, noting Hickorygale nearby. He was a bit older than the other tom, but it was nothing to consider holding against him. "I wish I could be as relaxed as you are, not eager to get your paws dirty?" With so many apprentices, he was amazed warriors weren't being forced to double the patrols for extra training.

Blacksky ♂||Warrior||24 moons||→Open

Snowpool ♀||Warrior||20 moons||→Open

Wisteria ♀||Loner||32 moons||→Open

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Hickorygale
Tomcat
Massive, thickly-furred main coon
Homosexual
Warrior of BrookClan
Age: 27 moons
Location: BrookClan camp - outside of the warriors' den
Crush/ Mate: None
Tags: Whitejaw
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Hickorygale flicked a massive, furry ear when he heard Whitelaw approach. He meowed a shy greeting as the male settled down beside him, and lowered one of his large paws down, stopping in his preening briefly to address the slightly older warrior. "Hey. Well, I did just wake up. Might as well relax while I can before some cat orders me around.."

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Ripplepaw/claw
Tomcat
Light brown tabby Scottish fold
Heterosexual
Apprentice of BrookClan
Age: 9 moons
Location: coming into BrookClan camp - back from a hunt
Crush/ Mate: None
Tags: OPEN!
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The clumsy, big-pawed apprentice slid through the camp entrance into the BrookClan camp.. his tiny jaws beholding quite the catches for such a young tomcat. Ripplepaw had gone out of camp at dawn just to get a good view of the sunset.. What could he say? He was a nature fanatic at times! Once his morning routine with watching the pink, orange, gold, yellow, and purple sky had been completed, the Scottish fold had gone off to hunt. He may not be the best fighter in the Clan, but he could hunt till he dropped.. The tiny tom had quickly caught a blackbird and two mice, and now, stumbling all the way, was trotting across camp to the fresh-kill pile.
Ripplepaw's thin pelt heated up with a normal feeling he endured daily - embarrassment - as he slid and, with a loud yowl, toppled to the camp floor, his legs collapsing beneath him. His catches for the Clan scattered every which way, and the apprentice whimpered as he dusted himself off and got to his feet again.

[echoleaf1]

-Creekkit-

Creekkit smiled up at Fogstar happily, he couldn't believe the leader had just said he would be one of the bravest warriors in the clan some day!He looked curiously at the older cats, wondering what was so bad about his sister exploring a den. He frowned slightly because of the pain in his paw and held back another whimper. After all, brave warriors didn't whimper.

-Tawnythorn-

Tawnythorn nodded to Quietrain and watched her go with a small smile. She looked over at Fogstar,"Isn't our clan lucky to have her as our medecine cat?"She mewed.

[canadianhowl]

[[ So what's going on right now before I post? ]]

[Olivesaurus]

(I just wanted to say I'll be going to be soon. I think.)

Quietrain quietly (HAHA i used quiet twice) padded to a place she knew grew moss with abundance. As she approached, the she-cat heard the mumbles of another cat. "Hello?" She called, heading towards the voice, every so carefully. She'd fight if she had to, but her fighting skills were below average, her being a medicine cat.

[Takk]

Whitejaw ♂||Warrior||35 moons||→Hickorygale

It always caught him off guard how the tom acted, his size would usually reflect a strong, aggressive and leader like cat. Hickorygale was strong of course, but more mellow and hidden in some ways than he would expect. The light tone only reminded him the outside was nothing more than an image. In his own thought, the tom chuckles slightly. "Enjoy youth while you can, rumor has it around fifty moons or so getting up at sunrise isn't a walk through the forest anymore. Gonna have to find a nice cat to help you groom too." Attempting to make these 'jokes' cats around him did so naturally, which felt more like an invasion of the other cats personal space.

[Y O U M O N S T E R]

Nervis~Tom~Loner~15 moons

moons

He flinched at the voice, backing away. "N-no cats here!" He continued backing away, accidently backing into a tree causing him to jump.

[Olivesaurus]

Quietrain couldn't help but let out a tiny laugh. She pushed through the bushes and came about a fox length away from a tom. "Hey, calm down. I won't claw your pelt off."