Eventually, he spies some white fur through the undergrowth. Cloudheart is crouched by a bush, those luminous eyes locked on a bird. Sparrowfall sneakily slips into a nearby tree, his brown pelt going unnoticed. He makes his way to the tree where the bird is perched, recalling his moons of training under Rainpetal. Eventually, he's positioned behind the bird. It doesn't notice him in time to react to his pounce (but hopefully Cloudheart does). Sparrowfall pushes the bird against the branch it roosted on, only managing to keep himself from falling due to Rainpetal's training. With a swift thought of thanks to StarClan for the kill and his old mentor for her careful instruction, Sparrowfall bites into the bird's neck, killing it nearly instantly. He carries the bird in his mouth as he descends, hopping from branch to branch until he finally reaches the ground, dropping down in front of Cloudheart. This is the part where he could have said something cool, like; "I believe this is yours.' Instead, he stammers, and manages to get out only a few words. "Er... here."
Username: Tala2121
Cat name: Sparrowfall
Clan: Thunderclan
Gender: male
Mate: Falling for Cloudheart
may or may not have a crush on Greypine
Kin: Sparrowfall has no surviving kin, but his friends (Rainstorm, Cloudheart, and Greypine) and his former mentor are family to him
Rank: Warrior, former apprentice to Rainpetal
Sparrowpaw quickly checks around fourtrees, looking for Greypaw. There he is. He's unharmed, hiding with the other apprentices. Sparrowpaw throws himself into battle alongside his mentor.
Other notes about character:
~Pre-roleplay~
A floofy floofball of dark brown fur. He has a few lighter and darker markings. Sparrowpaw is dedicated and energetic. He has a passion for providing for the clan, although, he would prefer to do it by hunting or fighting. He tends to complain that moss gathering isn't exciting, but Rainpetal assures him that it's just as important as hunting. Sparrowpaw can understand, and feels better about it when he knows it'll do good. As for chosen prey, he's good at catching birds and squirrels, like his mentor, but also has skill in hunting snakes. Rainpetal makes sure he stays away from the adders.
"Come on! There are cats who need our help! Rainpetal, we gotta go!"
~During the roleplay~
Young Sparrowpaw had to watch as one of his best friends died (or so he thought at the time). Later, he confronted the killer, alongside his mentor, after the battle-scarred tom attacked ThunderClan's medicine cat. With the help of his best friends, they defeated the cat, ensuring ThunderClan's safety. Later that day, he earned the name Sparrowfall, standing next to two of the cats he knew the most, Rainstorm and Cloudheart (yet he couldn't help but feel a pang of regret that Greypaw couldn't be there).
Sparrowfall puffs up his chest with pride. He's a warrior now. The day he's dreamed of since he was a kit has finally happened, and his friends are by his side. Rainpetal pads over to Sparrowfall, and touches her muzzle to her former apprentice's forehead.
"I'll make you proud." the new warrior promises. Rainpetal smiles at him. "You already have."
