ridgeclan ... open

Yeeeees
So do you want me to link you the pdf, and then you can save them somewhere? ^^

if you want, ambz o:

actually i think the name larchpaw, kalepaw, or wrenpaw might suit him better but im not sure

chicken for ambz

uhh i prefer working up to a relationship but we can try if u want? :-0

kalepaw it is<3

wait is the medicine cat apprentice spot open?

sorry for the poof cx
but yeah, med apprentice is open c:

oo, would it be alright if i take it then? :-0 with pippaw obvs

aaa thank you sm !!!! <33

r u free to rp btw? :'0

alrighty :0 ill type up some starters n u can reply to either

The tom slashed at Crystal's shoulder with his sharp claws, feeling the blood slowly ooze out at the wound. He made another attemp to claw at the rogue's belly, but missed due to her agile movements. As she fell over to her side, he pressed a paw to her chest "Giving up already, kittypet?" He spat.

Crystal gave no sign that she was bothered by the clawing the tom had given her. There was a sting of pain but she ignored it, knowing that she would feel satisfaction and bliss once she had this Clan cat begging for mercy under her grip. She lashed her plumy tail as she rolled over, missing her target by just enough to really bring forth a flash of frustration. She felt the paw he placed on her chest and glared daggers up at him. "I'm just getting started," she spat, venom in her words. Maneuvering herself just a bit she leaned up and pushed against him with her back legs and claws unsheathed, hoping to catch him in the soft skin of his underbelly.

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After Wiltedpetal's visit, Mudfeather had thought she would have the den all to herself for a little while. All she really wanted to do was curl up in her nest and ruminate over the secret she was keeping from every cat in the Clan other than Flickershine. Should she have told Wiltedpetal when she had the chance? ...No. She wasn't quite ready to have another cat know just yet. She would tell Wiltedpetal soon, though. It seemed only fair to confide in the she-cat that meant a lot to her.

The multi-colored she-cat felt her ears perk up when the sound of pittering paws caught her attention. She looked over to the entrance of her den, wondering who the cat could be when she picked up the familiar scent of her young apprentice. Mudfeather smiled softly as she prepared herself to greet the little tom. "Pippaw," she mewed with a softness to her voice. "Getting out of the rain?" She questioned as she padded over to the entrance to truly greet her apprentice. The rain wasn't harsh, but there was enough of a sprinkle for even Mudfeather to notice it even in her den.