BrookClan // Closed for the Time Being

[Olivesaurus]

(Most cats are just chatting right now, I believe. Wildflower brought Flakepaw a rabbit to eat, and Quietrain just came into camp with Nervis. She intends to bring him to Fogstar to explain. Longwhisker and Silentpaw are talking. The hunting patrol hasn't done anything yet with Lilix as far as I know.
Did I miss anything?)

Speckledpaw padded out of the apprentice's den, awaiting todays horrors. Chances are she'd get into an argument with her mentor due to her lack of claws an inability to do practically everything. "Hey." The pretty she-cat meowed to Pumpkinpaw.

[canadianhowl]

Flakepaw then meowed to Wildflower remembering something, "sorry to cut our conversation short. I have to gather some more herbs." He then gave a dip of his head to her before padding out of the den. About to leave came he Pumpkinpaw and padded over to her. "Hello there." The Norwegian Forest Cat meowed to the she cat.

[Fʟᴏᴡᴇʀ Cʜɪʟᴅʀᴇɴ]

Pumpkinpaw
11 Moons Old / She Cat / Apprentice

Pumpkinpaw looked at Speckledpaw as she was addressed. The she cat forced a smile towards her fellow apprentice. She was already in a sour mood, and that plus he normal social awkwardness seemed to only make acting happy harder. "Oh, uh, hi Speckledpaw! Having a good morning?" She asks nervously.

[deftonesly]

Vixenpaw was laying down in the apprentices den entrance grooming her fur up before she heard a thud and looked up. Seeing Ripplepaw struggling and falling over the she cat gave a smirk and padded over to the apprentice. "You want some help there?" She asked him with a friendly smile.

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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: Vixenpaw
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Ripplepaw was shaking the dust out of his thin tabby fur when he heard Vixenpaw trot up and ask if he needed assistance. She-cats hardly ever spoke to the Scottish fold, so the poor male shuffled his feet nervously, almost falling over again, and meowed, stuttering a bit, "Y-yes please! Thanks you V-Vixenpaw!" He returned her smile, though he knew it wasn't nearly as pretty.

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.

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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 chuckled, choosing to ignore the way the male stared at him a little too long.. though it made him nervous. He purred, his voice having its usual, misleading, shyness embedded in it, "I believe that. Great StarClan, it's hard to groom myself.. and I'm not even that close to being fifty moons!"

[canadianhowl]

Of coarse being socially awkward Flakepaw remained silent not wanting to point out that he was there as well. Yes his herb gathering could wait but it was nice to have chat once in a while. The male cat watched Pumpkinpaw and Speckledpaw talk not wanting to interrupt them now.

"Your welcome. I like helping others so when I saw you were having trouble I went over right away." The she cat purred before she picked up one of his catches in her mouth and padded over to the fresh kill pile and placed it in. Vixenpaw then padded back over and did the same process but with another piece of prey.

[Olivesaurus]

S p e c k l e d p a w
she-cat - apprentice - 8 moons - no crush - mentor: hickorygale
feeling: - location: - tags:

Speckledpaw shrugged. "Well, I'm not dead." Her gaze shifted as Flakepaw came over. Though she knew the tom was talking to Pumpkinpaw she still meowed,"Yes?" It bothered her that Flakepaw was so much larger then her, already. It seemed he'd never stop growing.

[deftonesly]

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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: Vixenpaw
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Ripplepaw purred in gratitude, and grabbed the last piece for her - his blackbird - and placed it on the ever-growing pile. Feeling slightly awkward, he meowed, trying to keep the nervousness out of his voice as he addressed the she-cat, "Hey, should we... I don't know.. have sparring practice sometime? Or maybe go on a hunt?" The tabby Scottish fold widened his eyes hopefully - no cat wanted to go on hunts of do training with a clumsy apprentice like him.

[Fʟᴏᴡᴇʀ Cʜɪʟᴅʀᴇɴ]

Pumpkinpaw
11 Moons Old / She Cat / Apprentice

Pumpkinpaw noticed Flakepaw and turned her gaze towards him. She was unsure if he had been addressing her or Speckledpaw, and was glad when Speckledpaw answered him. She honestly was not very good at carrying out a conversation. She guessed it was just from years of only talking to a few select cats.

[canadianhowl]

Flakepaw looked over to Speckledpaw and meowed, "what are you saying yes to me about?" He asked her a bit confused. This cat was always pretty shy around females due t the fact that he had always been like this. For Flakepaw they just made him feel weak and shy since to him he thought they were strong and powerful.

"I always have practice time to waste. We could go hunting sometimes, you seem like a cool guy. So when do you want to do it?" She asked Ripplepaw getting excited for when they get to spend time together practicing their training. Vixenpaw still kept her friendly smile at the tom cat since she was also hopeful that it could be tomorrow or even today.

[deftonesly]

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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: Vixenpaw
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The Scottish fold purred, waving his tail excitedly, "Oh, I'm never very busy. Maybe now?"