[☘]ＣＬＯＶＥＲＣＬＡＮ | Always Accepting

[rose petals.]

(sure)

[BooDaBear001]

moved to discussion thread. I didn't see the link before... (im really sorry!)

[starlight,]

SheCat
17 Moons
Newly Made Warrior
Crush: None
Tags: Fernstar

Foxstripe stretched out as she woke up that morning, her claws flexing back and forth to get the sleepiness out of them. She noticed Fernstar just minding her own business, looking at the clouds. She smiled softly, and made her way over to her. "Good morning, Fernstar," The amber and black tabby mewed, sweeping her tongue across her white chest fur. Her pale green eyes were fixed on the leader. "How are you?"

Tom
30 Moons
Warrior
Crush: Juniperfrost
Tags: None

The large tabby tom pounced on the rabbit, sinking his claws into it. Luckily, it was an old one, so he could have caught it himself. After releasing the mammal when it went limp, he padded back to camp. He placed it in the prey pile, then selected a vole for himself. He looked around and saw if anyone was nearby.

[goodbye,]

My form has been moved

[sin.namoroll]

{All accepted but can you please change Cinderpaw's prefix since we already have a Cinderwhisker and please could you move your forms to the forms and discussion thread? Link can be found on the form page.}

[sin.namoroll]

Fernstar woke up to pale dawn light filtering in through the bracken of her den. With a yawn, she got to her paws and padded out of the den, sitting on the highledge. She had an apprentice ceremony to hold later in the day when the cats had woken up. The gentle breeze ruffled her fur comfortingly but the air was thick with mist. It was looking like a gloomy day for CloverClan, but Fernstar wasn't going to let that ruin her spirits. The leader looked up, seeing fluffy white clouds hugging the blue sky. Hopefully it wouldn't rain.


Threeleg opened his eyes. It was still early, but the tom was awake now, so he wouldn't be able to sleep again. He got up, shifting his body so he was sitting up, and groomed his chest fur. The cool air around him sent a sudden shiver down his spine, but when he limped out of the den, it was more refreshing than cold.


Juniperfrost blinked open her eyes. The den was surprisingly warm compared to outside. The fæ wasn't one to sleep in, so it was normal for her to be awake even though it was hardly dawn. She yawned and left the den, sitting down to groom her tuxedo tabby fur with swift rasps of her tongue.


Sparrowpaw growled as the mouse escaped his grasp. He gasped as it turned around and transformed into the biggest dog Sparrowpaw had ever seen. The apprentice sprinted through the woods until he broke into camp. His eyes flung open and he was in his nest. It had all been a dream. With a sigh of relief, the apprentice got to his paws and groomed his ruffled fur before padding outside to be greeted by a gentle breeze.


Aquilo picked his way carefully through the undergrowth, following a familiar scent trail. It was mouse. The scent lead him to a small hazel bush, where the small brown creature was digging. The loner crouched, eyeing his prey carefully before leaping. He caught the mouse firmly between his claws before settling beside the bush to eat it. Aquilo had been awake for some time, and his hunger had lead him to hunting. The mist had made it harder to catch a scent, but he'd managed a successful hunt.

[deals warlock]

Robin | tom | loner | no tags
Robin crept through the forest, ears pricked and tail kept low. A sudden flash of movement caught his eye and he turned slowly towards it, nose twitching as he picked up the scent of prey. The creature was nibbling at a seed under the roots of an ash tree. It was a fairly good-sized vole, practically begging to be caught. He crouched, tail twitching in anticipation, then leaped through the air. His forepaws landed a whisker away from the vole and the rodent shot away. The tom pursued his quarry, weaving through the undergrowth and dodging trees and shrubs as he gained on the vole. Then a strong odor hit his nostrils and he skidded to a halt, blindsided. Mouse dung! The borders. He frowned, wrinkling his nose in distaste. The vole had evaded him, crossing into CloverClan territory, and Robin didn't dare hunt there. His relations to the clan weren't bad, and he intended to keep them that way. The tom sat down at the border to catch his breath, staring into the depths of the foreign woods. He hoped a border patrol wasn't nearby... Then again, they couldn't accuse him of trepassing. He had made sure he hadn't stepped past the border.

[BooDaBear001]

Echowhisker woke from his nest, slowly getting up, and yawning. He padded outside, yawning once more, ending with a squeak. He sat outside the warriors den, grooming his fluffball fur. He looked like a walking, talking ball of fluff. He groomed hisbfur, flattening it down, but only for it to stick back up how it was before.

[Dinnerbone]

➸B L A C K P A W
❝Male ● Apprentice ● Crush on Deerpaw ● No Tag❞

The young tom opened his eyes to the dull light of the apprentice den. He blinked a few times, adjusting to the murky light and stuffy heat. He stumbled to his paws and stretched his limbs, wiggling his claws as relief washed over him. He licked his lips and glanced over at Deerpaw, but quickly snapped his gaze to outside the den.

➸C I N D E R W H I S K E R
❝Female ● Warrior ● Crush on Aquilo ● No Tag❞

Cinderwhisker watched as more and more cats woke from their peaceful slumber. She smiled and kept down the log she was perched on, before padding over to the pile of freshkill and plucking a skinny mouse for herself. The young warrior plucked some of the fur away before starting to eat her breakfast.

[starlight,]

SheCat
17 Moons
Newly Made Warrior
Crush: None
Tags: Fernstar

Foxstripe stretched out as she woke up that morning, her claws flexing back and forth to get the sleepiness out of them. She noticed Fernstar just minding her own business, looking at the clouds. She smiled softly, and made her way over to her. "Good morning, Fernstar," The amber and black tabby mewed, sweeping her tongue across her white chest fur. Her pale green eyes were fixed on the leader. "How are you?"

Tom
30 Moons
Warrior
Crush: Juniperfrost
Tags: None

The large tabby tom pounced on the rabbit, sinking his claws into it. Luckily, it was an old one, so he could have caught it himself. After releasing the mammal when it went limp, he padded back to camp. He placed it in the prey pile, then selected a vole for himself. He looked around and saw if anyone was nearby.