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|| Badgerear || Tom|| Warrior ||
Badgerear is a dark charcoal tom with long slender legs, broad shoulders, and a short pelt. Badgerear was the name given to him for the unfortunate badger attack that he suffered as a kit, leaving his ears stubby and shredded to pieces. Unfortunately both his parents died protecting them, but his sister had survived the attack without a single hair out of place. This lead to her being called the miracle kit for an extended period since the clan believed her staying out of harms way was a tremendous success. Badgerear's eyes are a pale yellow-green, but they have a ghostly, haunted look about them. Due to his ears being torn, his hearing has always been a bit off, so he prefers to hunt on the open rocky stretches of land or the random meadow tucked beneath the canopy. Luckily his long legs help to assist him in dashing after speedy prey such as rabbits, hares, or the occasional vole. Badgerear also enjoys spending the majority of his time alone and will often slip out of camp just to walk through the territory. He also uses his muscular build to leap great distances to catch crows or ravens; he especially enjoys hunting birds because he doesn't have to use his hearing to stalk up on them. Lastly, Badgerear is searching for a particular she-cat to settle down with and can sometimes be considered an unintentional flirt.

|| Cinderwing || She-cat || Warrior ||
Cinderwing is almost the complete opposite of her brother. She has a medium fluffy white coat with gray patches. She has torn ears like her brother, but from much later in life and not as severely. The only resemblance they share is their yellow-green eyes, except hers, are sharp and almost daring any onlooker to fight her. Even though her body might mistake her as a loud and obnoxious cat, she tends to keep her mouth shut for the most part and values the opinions of her clanmates dearly. She's very skilled at stalking through dense terrain which makes her a very accomplished hunter. However, she has an irrational phobia of birds, and whenever one soars overhead, her fur stands on edge, no one knows why, and she hasn't cared to share the information yet, but by now her clanmates find her mild panic routine. Otherwise, she's a fearless warrior who is ready to put her life on the line if it means defending her clan. She also doesn't enjoy talking about her feelings and earning her complete trust is a challenge.

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|| Badgerear ||

Badgerear's ghostly chartreuse eyes seemed to glow as he padded out of the warriors' cave. Deciding to seat himself where he could comfortably watch the daily life of the clan stream before him like a lazy river, he began to groom his dark coat. He continued until it looked pristine and sat almost smugly about his accomplishment.

|| Cinderwing ||

Cinderwing stalked into camp, a plump shrew and a squirrel were clamped firmly between her jowls. Even though she was confident with her hunt, she felt that her previous catch yesterday had been even more successful. Cursing herself under her breath, she set the prey down, making her way over to Badgerear, only nodding to him before settling in next to him.

|| Badgerear ||

Badgerear watched as Duckstep approached, he had always enjoyed the pleasant tom's company and felt his shoulders relax, still showing off his clean coat. Watched the tom's discomfort to the harsh rays of sun he spoke up, "The weather has not been kind to us," He continued after shifting his gaze to the sky, as if expecting light drops of rain to tickle his whiskers, "hopefully we receive rain soon, the pools are drying up."

|| Cinderwing ||

Cinderwing had become embroiled in the water situation recently, constantly volunteering to go collect water, or attend extra hunting patrols. "Hopefully, it lets up soon." She mewed with an almost bitter tone to her voice.

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|| Badgerear ||

Badgerear just gave one solemn nod and then rose to his paws flicking his tail goodbye to both the cats. As much as he enjoyed socializing, talk of the drought made him uneasy, he didn't particularly enjoy matters that were out of his paws. He just hoped that their pleas to Starclan would be persuasive enough to bring back the rain. Oh, how he missed the scent of dew-speckled grass or the feeling of slippery stone beneath his paws.

|| Cinderwing ||

Cinderwing watched her brother vanish into the trees for a moment before turning back to Duckstep. She enjoyed the tom's company and thought it soothed her brain from dwelling on the current disaster. She hoped her brother would stay in the desolate part of the territory and couldn't help but worry about him, ever since they were kits she felt responsible for his misfortune as if her surviving held a tiresome guilt on her shoulders. Snapping back to reality, she turned to Duckstep, "I think we will be alright, as long as we stick together."

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Tidepaw sighed as she sat in front t of the apprentice's den, her tail neatly wrapped around her paws and her amber gaze steadily watching the entrance of the camp, "Gosh so much has happened.. but just when will this drought end?" She asked herself with another small sigh. Although the apprentice was usually cheerful and pleasant to be around sometimes when she was left with her thoughts they tended to wander to more.. darker subjects.

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Quailpaw, padded into the camp. She was bouncing with exitment, she was the medicine cat apprentice, the soon to be medicine cat! It was a lot of responsibility, but she would try her best.
She had just found some brindle black berry leaves, she remembered that they helped bee stings from when she had gotten stung when she was younger. She padded into the medicine cat den," I got some herbs!" she meowed cheerly," they are black berry leaves, i remember from when i got stung, do you remember?" As she padded towards Darkheart she tripped over a pile of dryed herbs," Sorry!" she meowed as she got her balance back.

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Darkheart looked up at his new apprentice and the herbs.
"That's great Quailpaw!" He purred. His ears flicked back when she ran into the herbs. He had just sorted those.
"Be careful in the medicine cat den, we aren't stocked up on much." He sighed and brushed away a crushed poppy seed.

Hey everyone! Sorry I wasn't active yesterday, I was at the beach and not home so I'm now if you guys want to go to rp again with me sorry...