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Post by Deleted on Oct 21, 2018 19:29:53 GMT -5
Sandmoth went up to Tallstrike, “I expect more than just a few mice. Leaf bare is coming and I refuse to let snow take away lives unlike last leaf bare.” She then gave a scowl to Applepaw, “Lets hope those extra hours of sleep gave you plenty of energy.” Applepaw yawned and gave her a smile, “I’ll bring back three fat mice just for you.” “Make it four.” Sandmoth ordered before giving a nod to the tom.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 21, 2018 19:31:56 GMT -5
Maplepaw gave a small cute yawn as she looked up at her den mate, “Hey Dovepaw...” She blinked a bit before she got up and stretched. “You can tell my sister that I’m up.” The plump cat mewed as she started to groom her messy fur. “You and Applepaw seemed comfy together.” She casually mewed.
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Post by Voidastral on Oct 21, 2018 19:33:04 GMT -5
Morningrose | Mothclan Camp | Open
Morningrose yawned, stretching out her body as she rose from sleep. She blinked a few times, emerging from the first medicine den with another shorter and quieter yawn. She took a seat just outside, resting her head along her paws as she continued to let the morning sun and air wake her.
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Smokestorm | Mothclan Camp | Open
Smokestorm was still within the Elder's den, humming quietly to himself as he half rested. The tom was still quite tired from the night before. He gave a short sigh in the middle of his hum before he continued, staring directly at the exit as he did.
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Flamefoot | Mothclan Camp | Open
Flamefoot was sat besides the camp entrance, maybe to guard it or maybe just because she felt like doing so. She, unlike Honeyeyes, didn't ever need much sleep in the first place so she hadn't struggled as her sister or other clanmates had from staying up the night previous.
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Post by Voidastral on Oct 21, 2018 19:36:28 GMT -5
Snowpaw | Mothclan Camp | Blackjaw
The apprentice picked her head up, she hadn't really been asleep. She'd just been too comfortable to move. The she-cat sits herself up before she replies to her mentor. "Yes?" she asks, though she knows they are probably headed out to hunt or patrol, which made her just a tad bit excited. She looked over to her still sleeping brother but didn't nudge or paw at him. She instead left him as he was, fully standing and making her way over to Blackjaw
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Post by Deleted on Oct 21, 2018 19:39:54 GMT -5
(Brb gotta eat. Continue without me.)
Blackjaw flicked his tail and lead his apprentice to the organizating patrols. “Like Sandmoth said, be careful with the hunters and fox traps.” He warmed as he looked back at her with his icy eye.
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Post by lunamoon on Oct 21, 2018 19:40:06 GMT -5
"Good morning Maplepaw." She mewed in greeting to her den mate with a goofy grin on her muzzle with the memory of herself curled against the handsome tom. However, her expression quickly changed to embarrassment with a deep blush dancing across her features. "I. Um. Yes! We are just friends. Den mates. You know pals." Her fur immediately puffed up. "Why don't we you know! Like!" Dovepaw panicked before sprinting out of the den and towards her mentor
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Post by blizzardsfang on Oct 21, 2018 19:40:49 GMT -5
Tallstrike sent a dark glare towards his apprentice and when Sandmoth walked away he gave a low growl "you show respect for her, do you understand?" for the apprentices sake, he hoped he said yes. Tallstrike's biggest pet peeve was when cats didn't respect those who deserved it. Also, he was never a big fan of outsiders. He gave a flick of his tail and Ratwhisker approached him, silently joining the patrol.
Jetwing approached Hazetooth and she gave a small, hesitant smile. She glanced at her brother who had joined another patrol and she glanced back at the tom "I'd like to come along." she said gently, glancing away for a small moment as she wondered if she should be on Tallstrike's patrol.
Grassleap yawned as she searched for Ashpaw, she planned on going out with her apprentice to get some training done. She stretched out and winced as she almost ran into Ratwhisker, the tom gave her a warning glance, it almost made the she-cat go on a rampage.
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Post by Voidastral on Oct 21, 2018 19:46:10 GMT -5
Snowpaw | Mothclan Camp | Blackjaw
Snowpaw quickly nods to her mentor. She awaits further instructions, taking a seat as she did so. The she-cat looked around to see if she could spot any of her den-mates or friends for that matter.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 21, 2018 20:20:01 GMT -5
(Sorry for short post. Brb again.)
Scorchwood raised a brow at her apprentice who seemed frazzled but didn’t comment on it. She led her over to Tallstrike and waited for the patrol to begin.
Applepaw yawned, “Why should I give her respect when she doesn’t give me? Honestly I don’t think she’s a good leader.”
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Post by blizzardsfang on Oct 21, 2018 20:24:47 GMT -5
Talstrike froze and he turned his eyes to his apprentice. Not a good leader? How dare this little brat! He flicked his tail "alright, well. Don't expect to eat until the whole clan is well fed. Also, make sure you check the elders fur, their nests. While you're at it you can do the warriors nests as well." he said before heading out of the camp.
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Post by Voidastral on Oct 21, 2018 20:29:37 GMT -5
((Applepaw is about to get killed
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Post by lunamoon on Oct 21, 2018 20:31:18 GMT -5
Letting out a sigh, Dovepaw followed Scorchwind and noticed Tallstrike and Applepaw. Using her fluffy tail, she tapped her mentor on the shoulder to get her attention. "Do we have to go with Walnutbutt? I mean Tallstrike!" Her ears flattened at her idiotic and disrespectful question. However, her attention then turned over towards the conversation between Applepaw and Tallstrike. She couldn't help but flinch at his words towards Sandmoth. "Oh boy...That didn't going to go well..." She thought to herself.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 21, 2018 20:31:31 GMT -5
Applepaw rolled his eyes and mouthed out the words with a rude face, he was use to have a rude and grumpy cat like this as his mentor. He’d become the tick checker in the whole clan because of him. He sulked out of camp along with the patrol.
Foxglove curiously looked around for more fox traps, her silver eyes widened as she came across a dead rotting fox. It’s neck was snapped with the fox trap sinking its fangs in the fox’s throat. “Beautiful eyes you have despite being dead.” She purred as she admired the fox’s glazed eyes
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Post by Degur on Oct 21, 2018 20:32:16 GMT -5
(Oof sorry for poofing! I went to go eat but I should be on for real now :’P)
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Post by Deleted on Oct 21, 2018 20:33:58 GMT -5
( ) Scorchwood laughed coldly at the apprentice’s complaint, “You know I can always ask the tom to switch apprentices with me. Maybe you two can bond and work out your differences?” She gave a rude smirk as she forced her apprentice out of camp. Blackjaw led Snowpaw out of camp with the patrol, he looked at his apprentice. “How are you?” He asked as he still wasn’t use to having his own apprentice but he enjoyed it nonetheless.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 21, 2018 20:35:26 GMT -5
Whitenimble went up to Hazetooth, “I’ll go with you. I always enjoy patrolling around this time of the year...also Sandmoth snapped at me and told me that we should find Hollywhisker asap. That black cat must have gone out on her nightly walks and fell asleep again.”
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Post by lunamoon on Oct 21, 2018 20:43:08 GMT -5
Dovepaw's face immediately shifted to complete horror. "No thank you." She squeaked out to her mentor before shifting a pleading look to her brother with his apprentice. "Well. Looks like he's no help." Her attention quickly went back to her smirking mentor as she laughed nervously. "So how many mice did you want me to catch again?" She asked with a sheepish grin, hoping to change the subject.
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Post by Voidastral on Oct 21, 2018 20:45:46 GMT -5
Snowpaw | Mothclan Camp | Blackjaw & Patrol
Snowpaw follows along with her mentor "I'm doing well." she nods to him "How are you Blackjaw?" she asks Blackjaw. Despite her almost falling asleep last night Snowpaw seemed to be fine where her brother was exhausted.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 21, 2018 20:46:48 GMT -5
“Sandmoth wants us to bring back as many prey as we can with leaf bare lurking in the corners. So more than three would suffice.” Scorchwood muttered with her green eyes gazing down at her apprentice. “Don’t disappoint me.”
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Post by Deleted on Oct 21, 2018 20:48:38 GMT -5
“Well.” The black and white tom said as his ears twitched at the bird calls. Blackjaw stopped in his tracks and looked around the birch forest, he pinpointed the song of the bird at a large birch tree with vibrant red leaves. “You see that bird, yes? Catch it.” He said in a low monotone.
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Post by Degur on Oct 21, 2018 20:55:23 GMT -5
(Is it just Jetwing and Whitenimble wanting to go on the patrol? Sorry if I left anyone out!)
Hazetooth’s gaze fell on Jetwing as the she-cat approached him and smiled brightly, picking up on her hesitation. “I was hoping you’d pick my patrol,” the warrior meowed warmly, trying to lighten the mood. His head then turned to Whitenimble, “Of course! We’ll make sure to bring her back.” Hazetooth looked at the cats before him and searched the rest of the camp. “Are we missing anyone? Are we ready?” he asked half to himself and half to Jetwing and Whitenimble.
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Post by Voidastral on Oct 21, 2018 20:56:56 GMT -5
Snowpaw | Mothclan Camp | Blackjaw & Patrol
Snowpaw nods to Blackjaw, crouching herself down. Though her bright white fur usually gave her away, Snowpaw now had the chance to climb up the tree and surprise the bird and she did just that. The she-cat climbed the tree as quietly as possible and attacked the bird from behind, out of sight. She swiftly kills it, bringing it back down to the group. She was proud, typically she didn't do so well in hunting. Then again, it was probably because most prey was grounded and could see her coming.
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Post by lunamoon on Oct 21, 2018 20:59:04 GMT -5
"Yes Scorchwood." She dipped her head in respect towards her mentor. "Looks like I can't slack off today..." With a huff, the she-cat dipped into the brambles of the forest. Keeping her stomach close to the undergrowth, the she-cat embraced the earthy scents of the world around her. Lifting her nose to the air, the she-cat scented something warm and alive. A mouse? Maybe a voel? Prey is prey. Smiling to herself, her body went into a hunting crouch as she crept up on the creature. After a few moments, she leapt onto the mouse and quickly bite down on its neck. Proudly, she padded towards her mentor and placed it down. "Was that good?"
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Post by HvghDuhh on Oct 21, 2018 21:07:04 GMT -5
((Starters, anyone can reply))
Hawkblaze was dreaming. Dreaming about running in the open fields, the wind blowing against his pelt. Catching rabbits that too wondered freely in the fields. Then the dream ended when something leaped out of the long grass. He woke to a start. Quickly, he looked around the warriors den. Phew, that wasn't real, he thought. He walked out of the warriors den and looked around.
Jaypaw ran around the camp. Like most of the time, he was bored. He looked around for something, anything to do. But nothing seemed to happy. He growled slightly to himself and started pacing back and forth.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 21, 2018 21:07:07 GMT -5
“I believe it’s just us for now, Hazetooth. If anyone would like to join, they can follow us out.” Whitenimble said logically as he gentle swayed his tail around as he waited for the warrior to take lead of the patrol and head out.
Blackjaw studied his apprentice’s moves with a keen eye, nodding then not. He flicked his tail as his apprentice had captured the bird, he let out a low rumble of praise. “Good. Work on your climbing skills.” He said as he couldn’t help but nitpick. “But still. You did well.”
“Is that three mice? No.” Scorchwood said with a coy attitude before she continued to follow the patrol.
Hollywhisker was sleeping at the deer thicket.
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Post by HvghDuhh on Oct 21, 2018 21:08:14 GMT -5
((We posted at the same time lol, make sure to look at my post xD))
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Post by Voidastral on Oct 21, 2018 21:16:57 GMT -5
Snowpaw | Mothclan Camp | Blackjaw & Patrol
Snowpaw nods to Blackjaw. She'd have to focus on her climbing, maybe she should try climbing more? The she-cat shrugs to herself as the continue on. She wanted to ask again how Blackjaw was doing but her mouth was full from carrying the bird and she supposed it didn't really matter.
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Post by Degur on Oct 21, 2018 21:18:40 GMT -5
Hazetooth nodded at Whitenimble’s words. He was a pretty wise cat for his age, that’s for sure. The warrior turned to leave camp when movement caught his eye. “Jaypaw! Would you like to join us on the border patrol?” He called out to the young tom, stopping mid step.
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Post by lunamoon on Oct 21, 2018 21:20:52 GMT -5
Dovepaw felt a small blush reach across her features. "Oh no." She muttered softly to herself before shaking her head and moving in the underneath. Brambles picked at her pelt as she moved deeper into the undergrowth, causing her to hiss in pain slightly. "You can do better. There is no excuse right now." She thought to herself as determination flared in the pit of her stomach. Unsheathing her claws, the she-cat scented a skinny vole. It wasn't a mouse but that would work. Moving closer, Dovepaw barreled forward and ripped straight into the vole's neck before shaking it. Making sure it was dead, she placed it with the dead mouse in a hidden tree nook. Keeping her ears pinned to her head, she lifted her nose to the air, trying to catch scent of something. A mouse maybe? Or a bird? Hooking her claws into the tree, the she-cat lifted herself up the tree. Eyeing a blackbird on a branch, Dovepaw's jumped towards the bird, forcing it to the ground with a heavy thud. However, with the crack of blackbird's skull, the branches underneath her broke, causing a deep cut above her left eye. The kill was not pretty but it had to do. With a slight thud, Dovepaw landed on her side with the blackbird hanging loosely in her jaws. Placing a paw at her eye, she"Mousedung...It's fine. Whatever..." She let out a muffled hiss with the blackbird in her mouth. Getting out a slight growl of pain, she carried the blackbird, vole, and mouse as a small trail of blood followed behind her towards her mentor. "Better?"
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Post by HvghDuhh on Oct 21, 2018 21:22:48 GMT -5
Jaypaw turned his head to see who was talking to him. It was his mentor, Hazetooth. He excitedly said, "Yes Hazetooth! I'm so bored here!" He ran up to the muscular tom and smiled.
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