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[Paleflower]

Dewmist purred contently, curled up in a ball of fluffy white fur. She opened one eye a fraction, taking in the pale morning light as it spilled into the Warrior's den. No longer sleepy, she arched her back in a luxurious stretch, and then padded on silent paws out of the den and into the Dawnclan camp.

Lilypaw had woken at the first light of dawn. She'd carefully picked her way past the other lazy apprentices and sat at the mouth of the den, grooming her soft pelt with quick, neat strokes. When her pelt was as crisp and white as freshly fallen snow, she padded into the centre of the Dawnclan camp, watching the sun rise and enjoying the dawn-time silence. A soft mew suddenly sounded behind her and Lilypaw stiffened, caught unawares. Her pelt smoothed as she recognised the voice, and licked her fluffy chest to hide her surprise as a small white she-cat padded up beside her.

"Dovepaw! You shouldn't sneak up on other cats; hasn't your mentor taught you basic courtesy?" she mewed coolly, more annoyed that the odd-eyed she cat had disturbed her quiet. Not waiting for a response, she purred in a sweeter tone,"Why don't we go hunting and show those lazy toms that the early cat really does catch the best prey? Come on, if we leave now we can surprise our mentors when we get back!"

Sleetpaw was woken by the sound of his brother's snoring. He lifted his head and saw light already flooding the entrance of the den. Alarmed, he prodded Clearpaw in the ribs. "Wake up! Dewmist said our mentors would leave our pelts out for the foxes if we missed training!"

Clearpaw jumped to his paws, startled by his brother. He turned to look outside, and his heart sank when he saw the pale grey light of dawn just pooling at the Apprentice's den entrance. "Sleetpaw you mouse brain!" he snarled, "It's only dawn! Half the warriors won't even be awake yet!" He sighed, exasperated, and sat back down. As he was licking the moss scraps from his frost coloured pelt, he let his gaze drift across the den. Little Redpaw was still sound asleep, his thick ginger pelt spilling over the sides of his nest. With surprise, Clearpaw noticed that both Lilypaw's and Dovepaw's nests were empty. He wondered what they were up to.

[sin.namoroll]

DawnClan

Riverstar yawned and stretched in the early morning. Tonight she would have to announce a deputy. It was tough for all her warriors were loyal and worthy, but she had to choose one that stood out above the rest. Squeezing out of the crack that formed her den, she leaped onto the rock and sat down, staring out over the stirring Clan.

Mossfur looked beside him to see Emberpool sitting beside him. "Good morning Emberpool, care to join me on a patrol?" He asked the she cat with a polite nod.

Pepperfrost nodded to Larkfall. "That would be delightful Larkfall. Sometimes I hate being stuck in camp. Fresh air really does me good, and I'm sure my kits will be born healthier if I go for a gentle stroll." The queen smiled a smile that she never showed to other cats. Larkfall was a cat she trusted with her life. Finishing up the prey, she stood and stretched, ever so slightly shaking her fur to remove scraps of moss and feather.

SlateClan

Mudpuddle giggled at Hawkrunner's laziness. Standing up, he meowed. "Maybe Quietpaw will want to come too." So he padded out of the den and over to his apprentice. "Want to come on a hunting patrol with me and Hawkrunner?" He asked in a sweet tone. He knew how timid the she cat was.

Sparrowpaw gave the queen a court nod before leaving the den. As she padded over to the freshkill pile, she saw it was empty. She frowned. Maybe I can go hunting on my own… Just for a bit. And with that, the SlateClan apprentice left camp without a trace and walked through the forest with her jaws parted. As the smell of squirrel danced on her tongue, she spotted the red furred mammal perched on a tree branch. Crouching, she sprang up the tree to catch it but it ran off. Sparrowpaw was much better at catching land animals. As she kept walking, the smell of redstart wafted into her nostrils. Following the smell, she found it pecking on the SlateClan side of the river. On the bank. She crouched and leaped through the air. The bird took off towards DawnClan territory, and without even thinking, the apprentice accidentally cross the river at the stepping stones and caught the redstart. The apprentice had broken 2 warrior code rules. 1) Don't trespass on another Clan's territory and 2) Don't take their prey. But it wasn't their prey! She silently squealed a she stood alone on DawnClan territory, the limp bird hanging from her jaws…

Owlpaw woke with a start and nearly kicked Quietpaw in the belly. "Sorry." He whispered before turning to Briarsong. "Good morning, how are you?" The still drowsy apprentice asked his pregnant mentor.

[Papyrus~]

Nutspot|Male|DawnClan|Warrior, mentor to Dovepaw|Interacting with Dovepaw, Lilypaw
The chestnut spotted tabby shrunk back a little at Lilypaw's words. His ears flattened against his skull timidly. "Uh..." he mumbled, trying to force Lilypaw's hurtful words out of his mind.

[Paleflower]

[Oh whoops! Didn't realise Nutspots was already talking to Dovepaw; Lilypaw's comment was aimed at the other apprentices who are all Tom's, not Nutspots - should I edit my post?]

{EDIT: nevermind, just ran with it xD }

[H.A.D]

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Larkfall
Gender;; Male
Clan;; Dawnclan
Rank;; Medicine cat
Crush/Mate;; Secret
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The brute nodded, granting the feminine a nearly forgotten purr before padding out of the den, making a movement with his tail as if signaling the queen to follow. His temples flickered at the wind as it danced throughout the leaves, the trees seemingly following along in step. Larkfall focused on the sounds of nature, almost being pulled into a trance before pulling himself back into reality. Daydreaming was normal for him, as most of the time, his clan members were healthy, and that satisfied him, but often led him into drifting off from the world since he liked be be alone most of the time. His attention turned back to Pepperfrost, as he awaited her for quiet walk, away from the buzzes of camp.
-Pepperfrost-

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Briarsong
Gender;; Female
Clan;; Slateclan
Rank;; Queen
Crush/Mate;; Open
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She mewed softly to Owlpaw, as if he were her kit. "I'm fine Owlpaw... You worried me a bit, as you seemed to be having an unpleasant dream. Are you alright?" Her temples flickered as she awaited a response, her orbs wandered about the apprentice, studying his movements. Briarsong could relate to him, as she used to talk in her sleep when she was a kit, as loud as a monster's roar her kitty-pet mother often told her. The queen glanced outside at the camp,still a bit quiet in the rising morning. Turning her attention back to her apprentice, she huffed. "Mmmm, want to go patrolling with me, Owlpaw? The warmth of the morning sun means the prey will be running about~." A giggle hide itself within her words as she thought to her unborn kits. Even though they were close to arrival, it didn't mean she would stop handling her warrior duties.

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Adderfang
+ Willowblossom
Gender;; Male
Clan;; Dawnclan
Rank;; Warrior
Crush/Mate;; Open
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The brute wandered through the underbrush in silence, his tail lying upon the back of Mossblossom, his only sibling. Adderfang kept close to her to ensure that nothing happened to her, especially since he scented someone that was not supposed to be in the territory. His orbs roamed about, catching sight of a young cat near the stream, prey hanging loosely in their jaws. The feline hissed, his deep voice rumbling through his throat as he charged at the feminine and tackled her, glaring into Sparrowpaw's eyes. Thoughts wandered about his head as he studied the young cat, seemingly terrified of him. He mewed, his deep intimidating voice showing not a real bit of mercy. "Why did you take prey from Dawnclan, Slateclan kit?" Angered, Mossblossom pushed her brother off with a start, pawing him before turning her attention to the apprentice, mewing in a gentle tone. "Sorry about that... We mean no harm, my brother was just worried."

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Sagepaw
Gender;; Female
Clan;; Slateclan
Rank;; Apprentice
Crush/Mate;; Open
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The feminine jumped at the sudden approach of Racoonpaw, causing her to land on her back. She had been in the midst of her daydreaming, which usually, she only did when she was at the overhang, because it was at her preference, - quiet. Sagepaw quickly straightened herself up, blushing in the place of embarrassment. The feminine mewed, her soft, shy tone echoing a bit of her nervousness. "M-morning Racoonpaw, How're you?" Her tail curled around her paws tightly as she tried to get herself back together, thoughts keeping her from pushing her attention back to daydreaming.

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Blackpaw
Gender;; Male
Clan;; Slateclan
Rank;; Apprentice
Crush/Mate;; Open
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He padded into camp, two mice laying limp from his mouth. The brute padded over to the fresh-kill pile, and dropped one of the mice, keeping the other for purposes of his own. He took the mouse, and carried the creature over to Quietpaw, motioning his tail that the creature was for her, before dropping it at her paws, nodding his head. Blackpaw sat down moving a bit away from the mouse so Quietpaw could have her space. Thoughts in his head turned to some of the other members of the clan, often trailing when he was going to become a warrior. His mentor was absent, and he was the eldest of the apprentices, but he didn't think he had made any milestones that would convince the leader that he was ready. Blackpaw hunted by himself, never going with a group unless it was Sagepaw, and his battle training came mostly from her and accompanying the other apprentices and their mentors for battle training. He decided he would ask Flintstar later.

(Could Sagepaw's crush possibly be changed to Quietpaw?)

[seraphine.]

SlateClan

|FlintStar; 42 Moons|Female; Leader|7 Lives Left|No crush; Mentoring OwlPaw for BriarSong|Tags; Open|

FlintStar yawned, padding out from underneath the leader's rock. Looking around the camp, she noticed a few cats where already up and ready to get going. Knowing she had to pick a deputy by tonight, she sighed and tried to think it over, before deciding to talk to MouseMist about it. Cautiously padding up to the medicine den, she waited, wondering if he was awake yet.

|HawkRunner; 30 Moons|Male; Warrior|No crush; Mentoring SparrowPaw|Tags; MudPuddle|

"Alright. Maybe we can find SparrowPaw, too... It looks like she left camp on her own." HawkRunner mewed, padding behind his brother as they went to go ask QuietPaw about hunting.

|QuietPaw; 9 Moons|Female; Apprentice|No crush; Mentor is MudPuddle|Tags; MudPuddle, HawkRunner, Partial BlackPaw|

Nodding at BlackPaw thankfully, she sat down to enjoy the mouse. Starting to eat it, she heard her mentor's call. QuietPaw shook her head and motioned to the mouse with her paw, to show him she was still eating. Hopefully, he got what she meant.

|RacoonPaw; 8 Moons|Male; Apprentice|No crush; Mentor is MistleNose|Tags; SagePaw|

"I'm good. Do you think we'll get to be on a patrol?" RacoonPaw chirped, flicking his tail as he padded up beside her.

DawnClan

|OtterStripe; 28 Moons|Male; Warrior|No crush; Mentoring ClearPaw|Tags; Open|

Padding around the beech tree that made up the warriors den, OtterStripe started to wake up. Looking around to see who else was up, the tom sat down outside the previously mentioned tree to wake up some more.

|EmberPool; 38 Moons|Female; Warrior|No crush; Mentoring LilyPaw|Tags; MossFur|

EmberPool nodded. "Sure. Maybe I can wake up more if I get up and do something." she mewed, standing up.

|DovePaw; 9 Moons|Female; Apprentice|No crush; Mentor is NutSpot|Tags; LilyPaw, NutSpot|

DovePaw giggled, realizing the predicament they where in. "Maybe NutSpot could take us hunting?" the she cat suggested, flicking her tail in greeting to the tom.

|RedPaw; 8 Moons|Male; Apprentice|No crush; Mentor is DewMist|Tags; Open|

Still asleep, RedPaw yawned and curled up into himself, breathing quietly.

OOC:

{Yep! I'll change it. ^^ And remember, you had to change MossBlossom's name to WillowBlossom.

@TheFluffyMaster, QuietPaw isn't timid, she's just mute. But I guess she can come off as timid, too. XD}

[Paleflower]

Dewmist slipped quietly into the middle of camp. Several other cats were about; most just woken up like her and some still blinking sleep from their eyes. Her whiskers twitched as she noticed a disconcerted Nutspots facing an equally ruffled Lilypaw. She was about to pad over and help the poor Tom out, but realised this was perhaps something he needed. I won't be doing him any favours if I smooth things over with Lilypaw. He needs his confidence to improve, and leaning on my shoulder won't help him, she thought. Wishing silent encouragement on Nutspots, she headed over to the apprentice den to wake Redpaw up.

Lilypaw nearly sank into her fur with embarrassment. She gathered her composure and dipped her head graciously to the older cat. "Sorry Nutspots, I didn't notice you there." She privately added in her thoughts, because you're just as quiet as your apprentice! But to Nutspots and Dovepaw, she merely mewed "Why don't you two just hunt together? I see Emberpool's out now and I think she's about to go on patrol with Mossfur. I should probably go with her." Lilypaw flicked her tail in farewell to her companions, and padded off towards her mentor.

Sleetpaw wasn't too comforted by his brother's relaxed tone. He looked over at the empty nests of his sister and Dovepaw. "Well, whatever you say, I think I'll go out now," he mewed to Clearpaw. "After all, Dovepaw's awake too." His tail curled up as he thought about the pretty white apprentice. "Come on Clearpaw, let's just go. We're already awake," he reminded him.

Clearpaw groaned. "Fine," he mewed to his brother. Secretly, he too just wanted to see Dovepaw. He beckoned with his tail for Sleetpaw to follow and the two brothers padded out of the apprentice's den, leaving behind a still-sleeping Redpaw.

[Papyrus~]

Mistlenose|Female|SlateClan|Warrior, mentor to Raccoonpaw|Interacting with N/A
Mistlenose quietly set her forepaw down, making no noise. The tiny creature in front of her nibbled at a seed as she stalked towards it. With a pounce, she leapt onto the mouse and delivered a swift and clean blow to its neck, killing the prey. That was a good catch, me, she thought to herself as she buried the prey, propping a stick up in the mound of earth it was under.

Birchstripe|Female|Dark Forest|Queen|Interacting with OPEN
Birchstripe stalked through the StarClan undergrowth, hunting their prey. Finally! I haven't eaten in moons! she crept towards the vole, preparing to pounce.

Nutspot|Male|DawnClan|Warrior, mentor to Dovepaw|Interacting with Dovepaw
Nutspot nodded. "O-okay. Dovepaw, do you want to h-hunt?"

[sin.namoroll]

DawnClan

Riverstar yawned and stretched in the early morning. Tonight she would have to announce a deputy. It was tough for all her warriors were loyal and worthy, but she had to choose one that stood out above the rest. Squeezing out of the crack that formed her den, she leaped onto the rock and sat down, staring out over the stirring Clan.

Mossfur looked beside him to see Emberpool sitting beside him. "Good morning Emberpool, care to join me on a patrol?" He asked the she cat with a polite nod.

Pepperfrost padded by Larkfall. "Thanks for taking me with you." She meowed as she rested his thick tail on his shoulder. She smiled uncontrollably.

SlateClan

Mudpuddle giggled at Hawkrunner's laziness. Standing up, he meowed. "Maybe Quietpaw will want to come too." So he padded out of the den and over to his apprentice. "Want to come on a hunting patrol with me and Hawkrunner?" He asked in a sweet tone. He knew how timid the she cat was.

Sparrowpaw gave the queen a court nod before leaving the den. As she padded over to the freshkill pile, she saw it was empty. She frowned. Maybe I can go hunting on my own… Just for a bit. And with that, the SlateClan apprentice left camp without a trace and walked through the forest with her jaws parted. As the smell of squirrel danced on her tongue, she spotted the red furred mammal perched on a tree branch. Crouching, she sprang up the tree to catch it but it ran off. Sparrowpaw was much better at catching land animals. As she kept walking, the smell of redstart wafted into her nostrils. Following the smell, she found it pecking on the SlateClan side of the river. On the bank. She crouched and leaped through the air. The bird took off towards DawnClan territory, and without even thinking, the apprentice accidentally cross the river at the stepping stones and caught the redstart. The apprentice had broken 2 warrior code rules. 1) Don't trespass on another Clan's territory and 2) Don't take their prey. But it wasn't their prey! She silently squealed a she stood alone on DawnClan territory, the limp bird hanging from her jaws…

Owlpaw woke with a start and nearly kicked Quietpaw in the belly. "Sorry." He whispered before turning to Briarsong. "Good morning, how are you?" The still drowsy apprentice asked his pregnant mentor.

[Paleflower]

Dewmist padded past the half-tree and peered into the dark badger's set where the apprentices slept. "Redpaw?" she called. "It's time to wake up. I want us to get a nice and early start on your training," she added with a purr.

Lilypaw padded up to Emberpool and Mossfur, and dipped her head politely to each of them. "Good morning," she greeted them both. Turning towards Emberpool, she mewed, "Are we going to begin training now?"

Sleetpaw followed his brother out of the den and into the sunlit camp. The pale morning light dappled the grass that swathed the camp floor, and as Sleetpaw peered up, he could just make out his mentor and Leader's shape on the high rock, her fur fringed with white light. A little nervous to approach such a respected and noble cat, he reluctantly turned away from Clearpaw and padded towards Riverstar.

Clearpaw watched his brother pad towards the high rock, and felt a twinge of jealousy that Sleetpaw got to be the clan leader's apprentice. Shaking off the feeling, he glanced around for his own mentor. Otterstripe was sitting outside the warriors den, his striped pelt blending into the beech tree beside him. He hadn't noticed Clearpaw yet. Before Clearpaw could pad over, another cat caught his attention. Dovepaw was sitting in the middle of camp, calm and composed next to her jittery mentor. Without a second thought, Clearpaw turned away from Otterstripe and briskly padded over to Nutspots and the pretty apprentice. "'Morning you two! Going hunting? I'd love to join," he purred, his white chest puffed out confidently.