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Post by ✨ nissabug ✨ on Dec 29, 2018 15:06:47 GMT -5
Echokit >>Echokit let out a mrrow of laughter ”Leaves don't stand a chance against me!” Echokit felt her body sink when Crowpaw revealed that even apprentices were unable to leave the camp unsupervised I want an adventure of a lifetime and I would like to see any cat try to stop me... she flicks her tail impatiently, the kit would do anything to grow up already and be able to do things on her own. Perhaps I can sneak out of the camp tonight, or find someone who will be willing to take me out... she quickly glanced around the camp and spotted a small black tom. She turned back to back to Crowpaw, her amber eyes glowing from excitement, she was about to learn about being an apprentice, the first step to one day becoming leader. ”Please tell me everything!” she squeaked loudly. Crowpaw let her shoulders shrug. "Oh, it's not all that exciting," she admitted, her whiskers twitching with amusement at the impatient kit. "You have chores to do, like cleaning out dens and ticks, or sometimes early morning patrols. And you also have to learn to hunt and practice battle moves over and over. It gets fun when you start battle training with the other apprentices. I like beating up my siblings and it being allowed." She chuckled lightly at the thought. Crowpaw then tilted her head. "Don't you think your mother has noticed you're gone yet?" she asked, glancing toward its entrance. Hopefully an angry/anxious queen wasn't about to storm out of there. Echokit wasn't causing any harm being out here anyway, was she?
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Post by embercurse on Dec 29, 2018 15:09:15 GMT -5
[ i'm going to be on and off today, but i'll definitely be on during the evening (it's noon for me rn) ] [ sounds good! c: is your ankle doing any better?
✨ nissabug ✨ hey! how are you today? ^^ ]
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Post by ᴋᴀᴛɴɪꜱꜱ on Dec 29, 2018 15:12:16 GMT -5
Badgerslash >> camp >> w/ Graystar, Sootpaw and Littlepaw
Badgerslash dipped his massive head to the leader and flashed a quick smile to Littlepaw ”Very well.”
He turns his gaze towards Sootpaw “We will go to battle training after Littlepaw receives a new mentor I would like to witness it.” He turns and dips his head before leaving, and starts to head for the freshkill pile. He picks up a fat squirrel and begins to take it off the elder’s den.
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Post by ✨ nissabug ✨ on Dec 29, 2018 15:15:42 GMT -5
((pretty good!! being home from college can get really boring but at least there's battle cats lmao how are you?))
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Post by ᴋᴀᴛɴɪꜱꜱ on Dec 29, 2018 15:21:52 GMT -5
Sagepaw >> Paleflower
Sagepaw watched as Graystar walked away to go join Badgerslash, Sootpaw, and Littlepaw. She quickly glanced around the camp to see if her littermates were awake by now, she noticed Rainpaw walking around the camp, and Crowpaw near the freshkill pile talking to a small kit. She turned back to her mentor and let out a small purr “I am always ready Paleflower.” She stood to her paws ready to follow her mentor out of the camp.
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"you seem in an awful hurry to die," he meowed
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Post by bumbleking on Dec 29, 2018 15:23:58 GMT -5
[ ✨ nissabug ✨ oh that's a mood, i'm home for winter break right now and i'm alone in the house and it's weird, thank god for battle cats lol
ALSO "everyone in warriors is gay" you're right and you should say it!!! ]
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Post by embercurse on Dec 29, 2018 15:36:28 GMT -5
[ i'm doing good as well, thank you! ^^ it seems like we're all home on break right now it can definitely get boring pretty fast, which is why i'm dividing my time between being on here and watching youtube videos c'x ]
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Post by ᴋᴀᴛɴɪꜱꜱ on Dec 29, 2018 15:38:41 GMT -5
Echokit >> camp >> with Crowpaw
Echokit looked up to Crowpaw in amazement, she allowed the older she-cat to finish before let out a loud yet soft purr. “I’ll let the other apprentices do all of the chores! I just want to focus on hunting and battling! My brothers and I already beat each other up in the nursery, the queens are always complaining, that we aren’t allowed to play in there anymore.” she softly sighed ”I cannot wait for them to finally come out of the nursery!”
Echokit flattened her ears ”She probably has by now, I should probably get back in there before she starts to worry too much.” she turned to start heading back to the nursery and turned her head back to look at Crowpaw one last time, ”Goodbye Crowpaw, it was nice meeting you!” she slowly walks towards the nursery her head hanging sadly as she walks away.
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Post by ✨ nissabug ✨ on Dec 29, 2018 15:43:36 GMT -5
Crowpaw purred with laughter. "They'll come out and play with you soon," she mewed, and rose to her paws as Echokit left. "It was nice meeting you, too! Perhaps I'll visit you and your littermates later." She watched the kit to make sure she got into the nursery, then turned around. Her eyes widened a bit as she noticed both Sparrowchirp and Mousefoot close by, watching her.
"Good morning," Crowpaw greeted as she walked toward them, nodding her head politely. Her eyes flicked over to just Mousefoot. "What are we doing today?"
((dude me too,,,, im trying to draw too but youtube isn't as hard to focus on lol))
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Post by ᴋᴀᴛɴɪꜱꜱ on Dec 29, 2018 15:49:48 GMT -5
((So nice to hear everyone is doing alright! ))
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Post by embercurse on Dec 29, 2018 15:52:35 GMT -5
[ ✨ nissabug ✨ exactly! it's kind of sad how long I can stay content just watching youtube videos :'D ᴋᴀᴛɴɪꜱꜱ speaking of, how are you doing? c: by the way, I already really love echokit <3 ]
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Post by bumbleking on Dec 29, 2018 15:59:57 GMT -5
Mousefoot;; in camp with sparrowchirp and crowpaw
Mousefoot waved his tail in greeting as Crowpaw approached. "Good morning!" he returned cheerily. "I was thinking we could head out hunting this morning, stock up the fresh-kill pile."
He laid his tail across Sparrowchirp's shoulders, saying, "Sparrowchirp will be joining us, so she can show us how it's done. How does going onto the moors sound?" This question he addressed to both of them. "I was considering taking you fishing, Crowpaw, but honestly, it just feels like a good day to run." The brown tomcat stretched one of his hind legs back, the fur on the back of his neck restlessly fluffing up.
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Post by embercurse on Dec 29, 2018 16:31:55 GMT -5
Sparrowchirp // in camp // with Mousefoot & Crowpaw Sparrowchirp meowed a quiet greeting to Crowpaw as Mousefoot and the apprentice began to discuss their plans for the day. Sparrowchirp flexed her claws a bit, internally grinning at her brother's words. He may be trying to tease me, but he doesn't know it's the truth! I will show them--both of them--how hunting is really done. The warrior was completely up for the challenge and some good-natured competition. Plus, at Mousefoot's suggestion of hunting on the moors, the she-cat could already feel the breeze that would rush through her fur as she ran across the open space. Almost all of PuffinClan loved being on the moors--the cats loved the unobstructed view going for miles around them. It wasn't common for cats to be so fond of not having constant shelter over their heads, but PuffinClan had adjusted to love the openness of the moors.
They just needed to keep an eye out for birds of prey.
Sparrowchirp didn't really spare the potential danger a second thought. PuffinClan ran into threats all the time, it was just a way of clan life. So, the she-cat nodded vigorously. "The moors sound great." Then the she cat turned her gaze to Crowpaw, waiting to hear the apprentice's input.
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Post by ✨ nissabug ✨ on Dec 29, 2018 17:00:39 GMT -5
Crowpaw flicked her ear in understanding as Mousefoot finished. "That sounds nice," she agreed, then leaned back into a quick stretch, extending her claws into the dirt. She loved the feeling of the breeze in her fur, even if it got all tangled by the end of the day. And, to her, hunting tended to be calmest warrior duty... unless there were a lot of birds over the moors, anyway.
When she got up, she shook her pelt to let it fluff out. "Let's go, then."
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"you seem in an awful hurry to die," he meowed
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Post by bumbleking on Dec 29, 2018 17:16:02 GMT -5
Mousefoot;; going to the moors with sparrowchirp and crowpaw
Mousefoot bounced on his toes, excitement coursing through him. "Alright! Follow me, then," he said, and trotted for the camp entrance, meowing greetings to a few of the cats he passed. Across the clearing, through the fallen log, and up into the forest outside camp.
He shook himself again, parting his jaws to taste the fresh air, and glanced over his shoulder at the two she-cats. "Race you!" he said suddenly, and took off at a run through the underbrush.
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Post by embercurse on Dec 29, 2018 17:27:38 GMT -5
Sparrowchirp // headed to the moors // with Mousefoot & Crowpaw
When her two companions confirmed that they would be heading to the moors, Sparrowchirp lashed her tail in excitement and immediately began to follow her brother out of camp. Many of her clanmates were up and about now, and she mewed small greetings to them as she passed them in the clearing, but her gait remained steady. The itch that had wiggled its way under her pelt to be productive had only intensified now that she was heading out into PuffinClan territory. As the she-cat exited camp through the fallen tree tunnel, the sounds of the forest around her came alive. It was rather beautiful, but Sparrowchirp wasn't looking to prowl through the underbrush. She wanted the wind tickling her whiskers and racing through her fur. She wanted to run and run and keep going without anything in her way.
So, when Mousefoot suddenly bolted and threw a challenge over his shoulder, Sparrowchirp let out a yowl and sprinted after the warrior, keeping an ear out for Crowpaw to make sure the apprentice didn't fall behind. The she-cat raced through the bushes and trees, trying to keep her brother's brown pelt in sight. The tom was rather fast--probably due to his agile, smaller form--but Sparrowchirp was built very similarly to her brother and kept up with him the entire way. She never quite overtook the tom, but that was alright--Sparrowchirp was simply enjoying the thrill of the run, singing at the adrenaline pumping through her veins.
The warrior turned her head over her shoulder to toss a grin at Crowpaw. "C'mon Crowpaw, don't let Mousefoot make fresh kill out of us!"
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Post by Aria on Dec 29, 2018 17:32:13 GMT -5
Whiteseaaccompanied by: Shaledust [ Sand ]Location: Nursery to CampNotes: I feel some Yellowfang and Cinderpelt vibes from this two. Whitesea grin whimsically showing her milk teeth. Slaledust was a blast and playful she-cat with some sassy about her. She was everything like a mother should be. Maybe I could a thing or two from her. "Indeed, Just the to of us" She responded with gusto as heard about how bad it can get nursery. "That might be true but to having your kits and mate by your side. I think that is a wonderful feeling. Maybe if I get one day mate I could have some kits of my own...Hehe" Maybe. It warmed and maybe her heart hurt at the same time. "I doubt it thou. Anyway, Let's go." She patted out of entrance, glance briefly to make sure that she was instead following then starting heading to camp entrance, and saw the crowd of cats. "My word, there quite a scene today." As she glanced at Graystar her heart fluttered and her cheeks turn rosy pink. "Um...what do you think Slatedust?" Why now Whitesea!? Why not!?
Sootpawaccompanied by: Graystar(embercurse ),Littlepaw(-` percy ´- .✫ 🌊 ),Badgersplash(ᴋᴀᴛɴɪꜱꜱ )Location: Camp Notes: Not going to lie, I love playing him with the contrast to Whitesea. He such a jerk. Sootpaw was about the slash out at Littlepaw more when Badgersplash appeared. This was his mentor that he has been training with for any moons now. He helped become an senior appretince and better than those newer ones. And as training the the son to deputy that a feat on it's own. A hunting and sparring session would do nicely. The white tom understanding. "Perfect, I was being dying to test out my skills again." Though he did frown at the thought Littlepaw was coming. Maybe Badgersplash could make something out her, after he made a prodigy out of him. "Let's hur-" Graystar came over and started to speak with them and cut him off. Just our luck. He was going to announced Littlepaw. Well, it's about time that he did that. He hated slacking off with passion and Graystar was showing an example of it. I wonder if my father will one day do the same one. I doubt it. He was quite cross that he to wait longer but as the same time he was curious who was going to Littlepaw's mentor."Okay, Badgersplash. I can't to see this as well" Graystar wouldn't take Littlepaw just to cover up his mistake, would he?
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Post by ✨ nissabug ✨ on Dec 29, 2018 17:48:38 GMT -5
Crowpaw blinked in shock as Mousefoot darted through the undergrowth, followed by Sparrowchirp. But with a laugh she quickly dashed after them, and was soon trailing at their paws. She probably wouldn't be able to catch up all the way, as her body definitely wasn't built for running. She was thicker and taller than both cats ahead of her. But the she-cat didn't care, as she still felt like she was practically flying. When Sparrowchirp called after her, she grunted in response and pushed harder, a smile lighting up her face.
The sun was warm and had switched from its morning golden glow to a pale yellow wash, turning the moors light green. She liked the switch over from the forest, as now there wasn't anything blocking them from the sky. She loved the way the grasses swished against her pelt as they ran. She almost didn't notice whenever they pulled to a stop well into the moors.
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Post by ᴋᴀᴛɴɪꜱꜱ on Dec 29, 2018 18:04:48 GMT -5
[ I am doing good, watching Friends, rereading Into the Wild (haven’t kept up with the series since The Last Hope came out, so I’m trying to catch up over break) and on here of course. Thank you! I think Echokit is my favorite of my three cats.]
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Post by -` percy ´- .✫ 🌊 on Dec 29, 2018 18:08:06 GMT -5
ahh ok i'm one and will get in a reply soon c:
Snowstreak -> Dashflight and Littlepaw -> Sootpaw, Badgerslash and Graystar
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Post by bumbleking on Dec 29, 2018 18:08:50 GMT -5
Mousefoot;; on the moors with sparrowchirp and crowpaw
The ground sped by beneath his paws and the wind in his whiskers felt amazing after the calm air of the camp. The soft dirt of the forest gave way to the denser moors, and the sun shone down on him as he darted through the grass. He could hear Sparrowchirp close behind him and Crowpaw not far behind, and he laughed at Sparrowchirp's call and Crowpaw's grunted response.
Once he felt they were far enough from camp he let his pace slow from a swift dash into a measured trot, which was less likely to startle any prey back into their dens before they'd even had a chance to scent the air. He laughed again, bumping Sparrowchirp with his shoulder. "Good effort," Mousefoot said teasingly, his tail-tip flicking, before turning to his apprentice.
"Alright, here's as good a place to start as any. Why don't you scent the air and tell me what you smell?"
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Post by ᴋᴀᴛɴɪꜱꜱ on Dec 29, 2018 18:24:48 GMT -5
Echokit walked one paw into the nursery and instantly ran back out after making sure the coast was clear and that she wouldn't be caught. She quickly dashed to the entrance of the camp, which she found by using Crowpaw’s scent as a trial. The small kits amber eyes glowed like fire. I am finally out she looked around at the thousands of trees that towered over the camp.
She padded over towards the nearest tree and started to slowly climb it. She was soon on top of a long branch midway to the top of the tree, the kit soon realized how tired her small legs were getting and figured it was indeed time to return to the nursery this time. She looked down, her eyes going wide I am a long way up. she started to panic, her heart rate accelerating. I don’t know how to get down... she started to meow as loud as she possibly could, hoping some cat would hear her ”Help! Help!”
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Post by embercurse on Dec 29, 2018 18:40:15 GMT -5
ᴋᴀᴛɴɪꜱꜱ ooo I love friends <3 and I've been meaning to go back and re-read the books for awhile now, I just haven't got around to it. i'm surprised to hear you haven't gone past the last hope--there are so many books now that come after it x3 then again, I stopped reading after omen of the stars so //shrugs also, poor echokit D: I don't have any free kitties to come and save her
-` percy ´- .✫ 🌊 hey ross! c: how are you today? how was church?
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Sparrowchirp // the moors // with Mousefoot & Crowpaw
--- Sparrowchirp slowed to a halt beside her brother, breathing a bit heavily for a moment. Even though the she-cat could've kept going, it was good that they had stopped--she didn't want to completely exhaust herself, just get her blood flowing a bit faster. She dropped her jaw and inhaled deeply, her mouth and nose immediately being flooded with a multitude of scents. She could smell fresh dew on the grass and the dirt of the earth--she could smell the salt in the air as it carried over from the ocean. Prey was a little bit harder to detect, but the creatures were out there. They scuttled and tittered and went about their own business, unaware to the predators that had come to seek them out.
The she-cat wanted to go after a squirrel she could smell not too far off, wandering just over the hillside, but she refrained from doing so. Even though they were here to hunt, they were also mainly here so that Mousefoot could train Crowpaw. Sparrowchirp wanted to wait until the two had gone through the basics before she took off on her own to do some prowling around.
Sparrowchirp took a seat for the time being, closing her eyes and relishing the feel of the breeze through her fur. She also loved how, if she strained her ears, she could hear the waves crashing against the Sea Cliffs. Sparrowchirp had always loved the smell of salt that she came to associate with the ocean.
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Post by -` percy ´- .✫ 🌊 on Dec 29, 2018 18:42:14 GMT -5
S n o w s t r e a kaccompanied by: Dashflight [ embercurse ] location: puffinclan territory/the moors Snowstreak wasn't exactly expecting his brother to be in the same area as he was- thats why when Dashflight's voice entered the canals of his ears, he jerked up and practically jumped out of his skin. Whipping around, yellow eyes wide, Snowstreak was almost ready for an ambush. That was until he saw his brother and took in the familiar scent. He relaxed and sighed, flattening his ears. Batting at Dashflight's face, he huffed. "You mouse-brain. You nearly scared me to death!" He hissed playfully before shaking himself off.
Straightening up, the white tom carefully groomed his chest fur down out of embarrassment. Once he had overcome his fright, he looked at his brother once more and butt his head against the others. "I didn't think you came out on the moor today. I couldn't sleep, so I decided to come out early." He explained to his brother before tasting the air. As much as he wanted to avoid his brother, he couldn't just dip now, not when Dashflight had already seen him. It'd probably spark up suspicion if he just left without a good reason. I haven't hunted with him in forever... He thought before looking at his brother again. Now he was just hoping Dashflight didn't offer to hunt together- the guilt was already beginning to settle in.
Shaking himself out, Snowstreak blinked carefully at his brother. He was being quiet again- something he normally did when something was nagging at him. He just hoped his brother didn't remember how that happened occasionally. L i t t l e p a waccompanied by: Sootpaw, Badgerslash and Graystar [ Aria , ᴋᴀᴛɴɪꜱꜱ , embercurse ] location: puffinclan camp/clearing Littlepaw was just relaxing outside the den until Sootpaw's voice shook her back to reality. Her ears flattened slight at the tone of voice the apprentice had. She narrowed her eyes and stared blankly at the tom before snorting. "Well, it isn't my fault I don't have a mentor. I can't go out of camp without one." The small shecat jumped to her paws, shoulder fur bristling. She had been on the fence lately after her old mentor passed away. The shy molly wasn't her natural self- especially after the trauma she had gone through. When Badgerslash padded offer, the small molly was already lashing her tail, angered by what Sootpaw said. I'm not lazy. I've been trying just as hard as the other apprentices. She thought before turning her angry glare towards the warrior.
"I- I don't really want to train with Sootpaw. He's rude and incosiderate." She snapped before sitting down in a huff. She looked at the ground until Graystar padded up. She was only half listening to the leader until she heard she'd be getting a new mentor. Blinking, she looked up again, her blue eyes seeming to glitter a little at the thought. "See, Sootpaw? I am going to get a mentor. Graystar just needed time to pick someone that'll be okay teaching me." She lashed her tail, letting the tip smack over Sootpaw's muzzle before turning her attention to Graystar. "Is this going to happen now?" She asked a little more cheerily before shying back and flattening her ears. "Unless you want to wait until tomorrow or something..." She mumbled shyly, frowning a little. "B-but please Graystar, I want to become a warrior. I feel like I'm getting b-behind and..." She trailed off and looked down at her paws.
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Post by ✨ nissabug ✨ on Dec 29, 2018 18:52:00 GMT -5
Crowpaw finished catching her breath, then lifted her muzzle and parted her mouth. The breeze tended to carry any scent over, fresh or old, so she'd have to detect which was which. The smell of the sea, salty and sharp, was the strongest one there, but she pushed herself past it and looked for anything else. "Mostly mice," she began, closing her eyes as she concentrated. "And some squirrels... I think some birds were flying around here earlier..." She couldn't identify which kind of birds, though. Her voice trailed off as she slowly opened her eyes and looked back at Mousefoot.
((i can send speckleface or honeyslip to get her!! depends if you want her scolded or coddled lol))
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Post by -` percy ´- .✫ 🌊 on Dec 29, 2018 18:56:42 GMT -5
[ embercurse - ahh hello ember! I'm pretty good! Church was great- it usually is c: Spiritual ofc. How're you today? ]
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Post by embercurse on Dec 29, 2018 19:20:41 GMT -5
-` percy ´- .✫ 🌊 i'm glad to hear it! whenever i make it to church it always puts me in a good mood afterwards, so i'm happy to hear it does the same for you ^^ i'm doing well! today is my day off from work, so of course i'm spending it switching between the forums and youtube x'3
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Dashflight // the moors // with Snowstreak
--- Dashflight hadn't meant to startle his brother. He realized, though, after taking in Snowstreak's ruffled appearance and wide eyes that maybe he should've announced his presence better. The warrior felt sheepish, dropping the fish from his jaws and taking the light batting that Snowstreak delivered. Dashflight's tail waved lazily in the air as his brother teased him, feeling warmth flood his chest at seeing the other tom so playful. Dashflight truly missed the days the brothers used to wrestle and attempt to pin the other down when they were younger--they had been quite the handful in the nursery.
Blinking himself out of his reminiscent thoughts, the white tom returned Snowstreak's head-butt. "You should be more alert, Snowstreak. The beetles will catch you off-guard at this rate," the tom purred. It was plain as day, just from looking at the two cats, that they were related. They were both large and white-furred, though Snowstreak's was fluffier than Dashflight's own pelt, and even their eyes were only a few shades apart. It was Dashflight's black markings and Snowstreak's fluffy fur that really set the brothers apart.
Dashflight's whiskers twitched in amusement as the tom continued. "Strange, I couldn't sleep either. Perhaps we had ants crawling in our nests." It wasn't often that Dashflight got to joke around with his brother like this, so the tom was feeling rather playful. Still, at Snowstreak's silence, the warrior deflated a bit and carefully observed his kin.
They didn't get to spend as much one-on-one time together as they used to--what with each of them having warrior duties and Dashflight spending time with Shaledust--but Dashflight had grown up with Snowstreak. He still knew his brother's quirks and tells, and something was nagging at the back of Dashflight's mind that told him Snowstreak was behaving oddly.
"Something on your mind, Snowstreak?" If his brother assured him nothing was wrong, Dashflight would let it drop. He knew there wasn't much use in trying to wheedle information out of a cat that didn't want to talk. It only made them more defensive. Still, Dashflight wished his brother wouldn't be so distant.
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Graystar // camp // with Littlepaw, Badgerslash, & Sootpaw [addressing Littlepaw]
--- Graystar watched the exchange between Sootpaw and Littlepaw, his eyes narrowed as he noticed the tense air between the two. The leader felt amusement spark inside of him at the mutual dislike that seemed to exist between the two--as long as the apprentices didn't start actually fighting, Graystar didn't see a reason to intervene. He couldn't make his clanmates like one another, but he wanted them to at least agree to help each other survive. That was what a clanmates did for each other. As long as Sootpaw and Littlepaw would be able to put their differences aside and protect and serve PuffinClan together when the time called for it, Graystar believed that was all that mattered.
"No, Littlepaw, I'm not going to post-pone this any longer." The gray cat could see how much the delay had been plaguing the she-cat. It made the leader's heart clench, and the tom berated himself for putting this off for longer than necessary. "I should've assigned you a new mentor a few sunrises ago, and for that, I hope you won't feel too harshly against me." Graystar paused before meeting Littlepaw's gaze directly. "I don't want to stand in the way of your becoming a warrior, Littlepaw. Having new warriors join the ranks is something that PuffinClan cherishes. And you won't get any further behind." Graystar said this confidently, with a short nod of his head.
"If you'll come with me, I'll make an official announcement." The tom was aware that he hadn't spread word about the announcement he was going to make, but that was fine--leader's didn't always know when they would need to address the clan as a whole, like in instances where emergencies arose. Those clanmates that were still in camp would be witness enough, and Graystar could finally know he had righted his slight againt Littlepaw, even if the wrong had been done unintentionally.
The leader made his way over to the High Branch just outside of the leader's den and gestured with a flick of his tail for Littlepaw to take a seat underneath.
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Post by ᴋᴀᴛɴɪꜱꜱ on Dec 29, 2018 19:22:27 GMT -5
((either one is fine by me! She deserves to be scolded but would probably hate being coddled more))
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Post by bumbleking on Dec 29, 2018 19:30:39 GMT -5
Mousefoot;; on the moors with sparrowchirp and crowpaw
He watched his apprentice carefully, ears flicking. As she spoke Mousefoot opened his mouth and inhaled as well, to verify what she told him. He could taste the mice scuttling through the grass, a few squirrels, and had to focus and tilt his head up to catch the scent of the birds she spoke of. He paused and breathed in again to try to tell what they were--thrush, it smelled like, and the duller scent of crows.
"Very good," he said, looking back down to Crowpaw. "We can try for mice, for now, but if you see one of the birds, here's what you do." Mousefoot dropped into a hunter's crouch, demonstrating as he talked. "Birds are different in that you can't run them down, so the key is to get them while they're on the ground. You can treat them like other prey then. If they sense you and take off, though, you have a moment where you can pounce and bat them out of the air, before they get out of reach." He tensed his hindquarters and gave a little spring and a swipe with his forepaw. "It's a harder technique to master--it requires good timing, reflexes, and quick thinking--but I believe you can do it. Give it a try, if you get the chance."
Mousefoot sat up, flicking his ears forward. "Now, do you think you're ready to hunt, or would you like to practice your crouch?"
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Post by ᴘᴏʟʏᴏɴʏᴍᴏᴜꜱ on Dec 29, 2018 20:05:46 GMT -5
[ alright I'm back on, and will be for a while. embercurse my ankle's actually doing much better! feeling a little sore today, but not swollen. I am getting a cold though which kind of sucks :/ ]
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