[☘]ＣＬＯＶＥＲＣＬＡＮ | Always Accepting

[sin.namoroll]

Fernstar laughed slightly. "I just hope StarClan approves of my choice." She sighed, looking up at the sky.


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 looked across the den at Coyotefur. "Hi Coyotefur!" She greeted the tom. "Excited for the deputy and mentor ceremony tonight?" The fæ asked him with a smile.


Sparrowpaw tilted his head but just shrugged. "It's alright, you don't have to talk about it." He mewed before rising to his paws. "Great, let me know when you're leaving." The apprentice mewed before padding towards the freshkill pile to choose something to eat.


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.


{Yep! Sure.}

[Dinnerbone]

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

Blackpaw flicked his tail in acknowledgement at his friend before diving into the apprentice den once more, making hisd way towards his mossy nest. He circled the lining a few times before lying down and closing his weary eyes.

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

The young warrior trudged out of camp, a little disoriented with all the activity suddenly bursting to life. She crept into the bushes and sniffed the cold air, her long whiskers quivering. Her eyes widened as she caught the whiff of a loner, or it could be a rogue. She instinctively drove herself into a crouching position, as she was tough from a younger time than she could remember. She also smelt blood, but she could make out what was the source from the overwhelming stench of a lone tom.

[sin.namoroll]

Fernstar laughed slightly. "I just hope StarClan approves of my choice." She sighed, looking up at the sky.


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 looked across the den at Coyotefur. "Hi Coyotefur!" She greeted the tom. "Excited for the deputy and mentor ceremony tonight?" The fæ asked him with a smile.


Sparrowpaw tilted his head but just shrugged. "It's alright, you don't have to talk about it." He mewed before rising to his paws. "Great, let me know when you're leaving." The apprentice mewed before padding towards the freshkill pile to choose something to eat.


Aquilo stopped dead as he smelt a cat, the mouse in his jaws. Had they come to take his breakfast? "W-Whose there?" He asked in an uncertain tone.


{Yep! Sure.}

[Dinnerbone]

➸C I N D E R W H I S K E R
❝Female ● Warrior ● Crush on Aquilo ● Aquilo❞

The she-cat thought about showing herself, but though against it. She remained silent, only her orange eyes glaring out of the bush. She looked around to spot the tom, she was on edge, but tried her best to hide it, even if she was probably invisible to the stranger. "I'm the one who will be asking questions." she meowed, sounding less threatening than she intended.

[sin.namoroll]

Fernstar laughed slightly. "I just hope StarClan approves of my choice." She sighed, looking up at the sky.


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 looked across the den at Coyotefur. "Hi Coyotefur!" She greeted the tom. "Excited for the deputy and mentor ceremony tonight?" The fæ asked him with a smile.


Sparrowpaw tilted his head but just shrugged. "It's alright, you don't have to talk about it." He mewed before rising to his paws. "Great, let me know when you're leaving." The apprentice mewed before padding towards the freshkill pile to choose something to eat.


Aquilo dropped his mouse, trying to hide his fear. "If you want my mouse you can have it." He mewed, half regretting saying that.


{Yep! Sure.}

[Dinnerbone]

➸C I N D E R W H I S K E R
❝Female ● Warrior ● Crush on Aquilo ● Aquilo❞

The she-cat sighed and bounded out of the bush, her tail lashing and her ears pinned to her head, "I don't take handouts." she padded slowly towards the tom, "What are you doing on Cloverclan territory?" she meowed, trying to hide her own fear. She had to admit, he was a handsome one, but the warrior code told her different from what she was thinking. "If there were any other cats other than me, you'd be lucky to return with less than half a tail." she growled sternly.

[starlight,]

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

Foxstripe smiled softly at Fernstar. "They will, I am sure."

Tom
30 Moons
Warrior
Crush: Juniperfrost
Tags: None

The large tabby tom shrugged. "Up to you, He mewed. "A hunt?"

[BooDaBear001]

Echowhisker nodded, and raced to the camp's entrance. He tripped once in the process, scraping his nose. He hissed, and licked a paw, rubbing it on his bleeding nose. He then sneezed, (more like squeaked.)

[imp.]

//shadowpaw is open.

[deals warlock]

( as is Robin c: )

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 deliberately made sure he hadn't stepped past the border for that reason.