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[Melinda Irene Gordon]

// it's alright and I might actually! I was thinking him and shrewclaw or barkface
How do you guys think of the names
Hawkhearts could be... Mudsplash or tigerstep
And barkface and shrewclaw could be... Stubbytail and sandstripe if those are good for them... A for gingerstrip someone reserved him as well as pipersnow...

(How about Tigerstep? Let me guess, it would be a Tom?)

[ajax.]

//yes and sandstripe and stubbytail would be she-cats
A D D E R S T R I K E
Tom|DescendentOfBrambleStar|Crush:Open!|Tags:Open!|Where:den|Feeling:Hungry|
hearing a familiar, feminine mewl. the dark tabby tom lifted his gaze and cocked his head to the side, catching a glimpse of a ginger and white she-cat.[just finished her pic and will post it soon XD] Ah good morning DawnCrown and how are you on this fine morning? he asked the sleek furred fae while lifting a white paw to groom it with his rough tongue while keeping his gaze on the female. he purred and rested his tail on the large paws and ran his tongue over his lower lip in an attempt to get the scarlet blood from his light muzzle.

G R A Y S T A R
Shecat|DescendantOfBlueStar|Crush:Open|Tags:Open|Where:Den|Feeling:Content|
meanwhile. in a owl hole in the great oak held the sleeping forum of a blue-gray shecat. her flank rising and falling calmly as she slowly opened her blue eyes. the silver tinging her muzzle evident even for her age. she stood and lowered her front half and curled her long tail over her back to where she rose and leaped out onto the large branch. she slipped down the bark, her claws soft but still causing small chips of bark to fall to the bottom to where she landed gracefully on the soft grass. she purred and looked over the camp as cats slowly emerged from dens.

C O L D G A Z E
Tom|DescendantOfHawkFrost|Crush:Open!|Tags:Open|Where:Den|Feeling:Normal|
feeling a long furry tail brush against him a dark tabby tom lifted his heavy eyelids and watched as a older warrior leave the den. the tired, still-drowsy tom gaped his toothed jaw in a long yawn before standing and stepping out of his mossy nest. he rubbed his broad shoulders against a tuft of moss creeping along the den entrance. the tabby purred while feeling soft sunlight hit his dark muzzle. he ran a pink sandpaper tongue over his upper lip while stepping outside. he swept his long furred tail around his paws and he decided to take a patrol out and glanced back into the den. ShadeStripe should be awakening soon... muttered the long-haired tom.

K E S T R A L W I N D
Tom|DescendentOfIvyPool|Crush:Open!|Tags:Open|Where:hunting|Feeling:Bored
a small blur of white and gray could pass the vision as a four legged tom leapt out of the undergrowth onto an unsuspecting mouse where he gave a swift kill bite. he finished it off quickly and lifted the scrawny squirrel that was hidden in the roots of a birch tree. it was rare to bump into cats while hunting seeing they had an immense amount of territory surrounding a lake and the camp. he turned to m=bound back and work his way past the moors back to the island. he was tempted to eat one of his catch seeing it was such a long way back but he held firm as the tantalizing juices edged him closer.

I C E
Tom|DescendentOfScourge|Crush:Open|Tags:Open|Where:Old ShadowClan territory|Feeling:Bored
open for the siblings to wake him!

C L E A R P A W
Tom|DescendentOfJayFeather|Crush:Open|Tags:Open|Where:Apprentice Den|Feeling:Depressed
waking up the small white-gray white apprentice yawned and dragged himself out of the den. grumbling he bounded out, slightly stumbling due to the fact that he was blind in the right eye. he sighed and watched some of the other apprentice while he padded over to the freshkill pile. he grabbed a scrawny shrew while whimpering and padded to the entrance of his den. he sat down and ate quietly, he was supposed to be able to see out of the eye again but the injury was now permanent and he was blind in that eye forever. ShiverTail warned him not to play around the willows when he was younger and he was mouse-brained to ignore hm.

[SmuggestLoli.]

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╳тнє Bєяяуησєѕ╳

Pipersnow gave a small yawn padding outside of the warriors den, She wasn't that tired due to her alert
personality. Pipersnow looked around spotting her leader, "Hello Graystar." She meowed respectfully "Is there anything
I could help with?" she asked feeling very bored even though she just woke up.


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Gingerstripe laid in his nest not wanting to get up Maybe if I act like im asleep they'll think I am
asleep probably not though. The tom propped himself up shaking the pieces of moss from his fur.
The tom padded outside giving a huff of annoyance.

[Melinda Irene Gordon]

(Awe, I guess I can't make him then. I'll have all males and I probably won't be allowed to make a female then. You should make a descendant of Snowfur!)

Shivertail~

I slowly opened my eyes and dragged myself out of my bedding. It seemed I was feeling the effects of staying up late sorting through herbs. And I still had more to go. Padding over to the herbs I started sorting out the last little bits. "There we go, I'll go get something to eat now before I go collect some herbs from the forest," I said as I padded out of the den, mouth gaping wide open in a yawn. I grabbed a plump squirrel and headed over to the entrance of my den. (Open for forbidden!)

Windpaw~

My eyes snapped open and I bounded out of my den, full of energy. My eyes darted quickly around camp in search of my mentor. When my search came up with nothing I walked towards the fresh-kill pile and hooked a mouse in my claws, going over to where the apprentices usually ate. My mentor must still be in the Warriors den, I thought as I tore apart the lifeless little creature.

Nightclaw~

I bared my fangs in a large yawn as I padded outside. Might as well go hunting. I looked at the fresh-kill pile, we were getting low on prey. Slowly I padded around my clanmates in the clearing and squeezed out of the entrance. After padding deeper into the forest I heard some rustling and soon came in sight of a plump rabbit, upwind from me. So the rabbit had no chance of smelling me. Slinking forward I made sure to avoid stepping on anything, keeping my paw steps silent. Once I reached a good distance I abandoned all caution and bounded forward, spooking the creature. It sprinted away and I quickly gave chase. I was so close to catching it when a small hole appeared, "You're not getting away that easily." I gave a small burst of speed and caught up with the rabbit just in time, delivering a quick killing bite.

[seraphine.]

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✧MintKit✧

* Male-Kit-2 Moons
* Crush; Too young-Mentor; Too young
* Tags; Open

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❝SedgeWhisper❞

* Female-Warrior-36 Moons
* Crush; Open-Apprentice; None
* Tags; Open

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❣DovePaw❣

* Female-Apprentice-9 Moons
* Crush; Open-Mentor; MinkLeg
* Tags; Open

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ϟMallowFrostϟ

* Female-Warrior-31 Moons
* Crush; Open-Apprentice; Unknown
* Tags; Open

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Unlike his usual hyper self, MintKit was sleeping soundly inside the Nursery, -WIP-






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I think you accidentally put the new warriors in the Apprentice's section, Canuck. ^^
Sorry for this being a bit weird, I copy pasted this and have to change a few things around. ;.; I'm switching devices, so I had to post it now.

MintKit
PebbleStep
CloverGaze
MallowFrost

[Malerity]

[|S H A D E F U R|]

Tom | Descended from Bluestar | Deputy | Crush: Open | Location: Camp | Mood: Content | Tags: Open

Shadefur yawned from his waking, padding into camp and taking a look around. He blinked the sleep from his eyes and flexed his claws into the dirt "Best get some patrols out" he muttered, making the patrols up in his head
{If you want to go on patrol come see Shadefur right now ;3}

.:S N O W P O O L:.

She-Cat | Descended from Whitestorm | Warrior |Crush: Open | Location: Camp | Mood: Content | Tags: Open

Snowpool sat in a small patch of sunlight, a vole between her paws. She took slow bites, savouring the taste and dozing. Snowpool had nothing better to do until she was either confronted or put on patrol.

~M O T T L E P A W~

She-Cat | Descended from Mapleshade | Apprentice | Crush: Open | Location: Camp | Mood: Content | Tags: Shadefur, Open

Mottlepaw padded quickly out of the Apprentice Den, she didn't want to seem lazy at all, she liked impressing the warriors and was completely discouraged when they frowned upon her. Mottlepaw held back a yawn and padded up to the fresh-kill pile staring it down before turning to Shadefur. Mottlepaw didn't want to take food without first providing it, and she could see Shadefur was about to make patrols.
{Who's Mottlepaw's mentor?}

[Melinda Irene Gordon]

Windpaw~

I finished my meal and eyed Shadefur. "Could I come on a patrol?" I asked him. Maybe he'll put me on a hunting patrol, I thought hopefully. (Could Shivertail and Snowpool have a forbidden?)

[ajax.]

//i updated the front and made mudsplash a she-cat and stubbytail a tom :3.
A D D E R S T R I K E
Tom|DescendentOfBrambleStar|Crush:Open!|Tags:Open!|Where:den|Feeling:Hungry|
I'm doing alright the large tom replied with a flick of his tufted ears. he yawned and tilted his angled head back as he gaped his jaws. Im going hunting later, do you want to come? he asked the marbled she-cat with a flick of his tail. his pale green eyes flickered softly as he again rasped his tongue over her lower lip, savouring the scarlet droplets as he lifted a hind leg and scratching his thick neck fur with a purr... what do you think? he asked, lowering his leg and looking back over at the fae sitting beside him.

G R A Y S T A R
Shecat|DescendantOfBlueStar|Crush:Open|Tags:Open|Where:Den|Feeling:Content|
meanwhile. the pale gray she-cat sat elegantly by the base of the tree. she heard a familiar mewl and turned to see a pale cream she-cat with blue orbs. the leader felt a purr rise in her light silver throat. Ah hello PiperSnow, yes you can, could you lead a hunting patrol? around the old WindClan camp? maybe take NightClaw and SnowPool? the fae suggested with a small smile while curling her slim tail around her pale paws. her deep blue orbs flickered calmly like water as she watched the longhaired she-cat in front of her.

C O L D G A Z E
Tom|DescendantOfHawkFrost|Crush:Open!|Tags:Open|Where:Den|Feeling:Normal|
feeling a long furry tail brush against him a dark tabby tom lifted his heavy eyelids and watched as a older warrior leave the den. the tired, still-drowsy tom gaped his toothed jaw in a long yawn before standing and stepping out of his mossy nest. he rubbed his broad shoulders against a tuft of moss creeping along the den entrance. the tabby purred while feeling soft sunlight hit his dark muzzle. he ran a pink sandpaper tongue over his upper lip while stepping outside. he swept his long furred tail around his paws and he decided to take a patrol out and glanced back into the den. ShadeStripe should be awakening soon... muttered the long-haired tom.

K E S T R A L W I N D
Tom|DescendentOfIvyPool|Crush:Open!|Tags:Open|Where:hunting|Feeling:Bored
a small blur of white and gray could pass the vision as a four legged tom leapt out of the undergrowth onto an unsuspecting mouse where he gave a swift kill bite. he finished it off quickly and lifted the scrawny squirrel that was hidden in the roots of a birch tree. it was rare to bump into cats while hunting seeing they had an immense amount of territory surrounding a lake and the camp. he turned to m=bound back and work his way past the moors back to the island. he was tempted to eat one of his catch seeing it was such a long way back but he held firm as the tantalizing juices edged him closer.

I C E
Tom|DescendentOfScourge|Crush:Open|Tags:Open|Where:Old ShadowClan territory|Feeling:Bored
pushing through the sparse undergrowth under towering pine trees, a grey and black tom with blue eyes padded silently, the soft needles stinging his paws as he passed through a small patch, heading towards a river leading into a separate forest, heading toward a valley done by humans. his sibling slept there and he was going to be training Shade. a small scar hooked over his top lip as he stalked down the small trail. he dropped two small water voles as he glanced inside a crack in the den where he cocked his head to the side. they should be awake soon. he stated coolly.
C L E A R P A W
Tom|DescendentOfJayFeather|Crush:Open|Tags:Open|Where:Apprentice Den|Feeling:Depressed
waking up the small white-gray white apprentice yawned and dragged himself out of the den. grumbling he bounded out, slightly stumbling due to the fact that he was blind in the right eye. he sighed and watched some of the other apprentice while he padded over to the freshkill pile. he grabbed a scrawny shrew while whimpering and padded to the entrance of his den. he sat down and ate quietly, he was supposed to be able to see out of the eye again but the injury was now permanent and he was blind in that eye forever. ShiverTail warned him not to play around the willows when he was younger and he was mouse-brained to ignore hm.

[ajax.]

A D D E R S T R I K E
Tom|DescendentOfBrambleStar|Crush:Open!|Tags:Open!|Where:den|Feeling:Hungry|
Sure! let go the maine coon stood and padded toward the deputy, dipping his head in respect as he silently looked the dark and light grey tom. Greetings ShadeStripe have you sent out patrols yet? he asked the tom formally with a small chuckle as he twitched his tail as he beckoned DawnCrown forward with his lighter muzzle before resting his gaze back on the longhaired deputy in front of him.

G R A Y S T A R
Shecat|DescendantOfBlueStar|Crush:Open|Tags:Open|Where:Den|Feeling:Content|
meanwhile. the pale gray she-cat sat elegantly by the base of the tree. she heard a familiar mewl and turned to see a pale cream she-cat with blue orbs. the leader felt a purr rise in her light silver throat. Ah hello PiperSnow, yes you can, could you lead a hunting patrol? around the old WindClan camp? maybe take NightClaw and SnowPool? the fae suggested with a small smile while curling her slim tail around her pale paws. her deep blue orbs flickered calmly like water as she watched the longhaired she-cat in front of her.

C O L D G A Z E
Tom|DescendantOfHawkFrost|Crush:Open!|Tags:Open|Where:Den|Feeling:Normal|
feeling a long furry tail brush against him a dark tabby tom lifted his heavy eyelids and watched as a older warrior leave the den. the tired, still-drowsy tom gaped his toothed jaw in a long yawn before standing and stepping out of his mossy nest. he rubbed his broad shoulders against a tuft of moss creeping along the den entrance. the tabby purred while feeling soft sunlight hit his dark muzzle. he ran a pink sandpaper tongue over his upper lip while stepping outside. he swept his long furred tail around his paws and he decided to take a patrol out and glanced back into the den. ShadeStripe should be awakening soon... muttered the long-haired tom.

K E S T R A L W I N D
Tom|DescendentOfIvyPool|Crush:Open!|Tags:Open|Where:hunting|Feeling:Bored
a small blur of white and gray could pass the vision as a four legged tom leapt out of the undergrowth onto an unsuspecting mouse where he gave a swift kill bite. he finished it off quickly and lifted the scrawny squirrel that was hidden in the roots of a birch tree. it was rare to bump into cats while hunting seeing they had an immense amount of territory surrounding a lake and the camp. he turned to m=bound back and work his way past the moors back to the island. he was tempted to eat one of his catch seeing it was such a long way back but he held firm as the tantalizing juices edged him closer.

I C E
Tom|DescendentOfScourge|Crush:Open|Tags:Open|Where:Old ShadowClan territory|Feeling:Bored
pushing through the sparse undergrowth under towering pine trees, a grey and black tom with blue eyes padded silently, the soft needles stinging his paws as he passed through a small patch, heading towards a river leading into a separate forest, heading toward a valley done by humans. his sibling slept there and he was going to be training Shade. a small scar hooked over his top lip as he stalked down the small trail. he dropped two small water voles as he glanced inside a crack in the den where he cocked his head to the side. they should be awake soon. he stated coolly.
C L E A R P A W
Tom|DescendentOfJayFeather|Crush:Open|Tags:Open|Where:Apprentice Den|Feeling:Depressed
waking up the small white-gray white apprentice yawned and dragged himself out of the den. grumbling he bounded out, slightly stumbling due to the fact that he was blind in the right eye. he sighed and watched some of the other apprentice while he padded over to the freshkill pile. he grabbed a scrawny shrew while whimpering and padded to the entrance of his den. he sat down and ate quietly, he was supposed to be able to see out of the eye again but the injury was now permanent and he was blind in that eye forever. ShiverTail warned him not to play around the willows when he was younger and he was mouse-brained to ignore hm.

[Malerity]

[|S H A D E F U R|]

Tom | Descended from Bluestar | Deputy | Crush: Open | Location: Camp | Mood: Content | Tags: Windpaw, Mottlepaw, Adderstrike

Shadefur nodded at the apprentice "Of course" he purred "But we will need more warriors" he murmured as Mottlepaw padded up and asked as well "I bet some of the others will want to head out, we mainly need a hunting patrol right now" he told the two, raising his head to gaze upon the Clan. He watched as Adderstrike approached "Not yet, I'm just sending them out now" he murmured "Would you like to join?"

.:S N O W P O O L:.

She-Cat | Descended from Whitestorm | Warrior |Crush: Open | Location: Camp | Mood: Content | Tags: Open

Snowpool looked up as Shadefur talked to the apprentices "A patrol" she murmured softly, after burying the remains of her vole she began to pad up to her deputy, she noticed the fresh-kill pile was running alittle low and wanted to help fill it up again.

~M O T T L E P A W~

She-Cat | Descended from Mapleshade | Apprentice | Crush: Open | Location: Camp | Mood: Excited | Tags: Windpaw, Shadefur

Mottlepaw ran up to Shadefur "Me too!" she chirped "Can I go on patrol!?" she asked excitedly, when he accepted she shuffled her paws with excitement, Mottlepaw couldn't wait to impress the other warriors, she loved feeling important to the higher ranked cats.

{We'll have to see how it goes ;3}