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Post by Deleted on Apr 9, 2019 17:48:34 GMT -5
You felt as though you had been walking for hours, the soft pads of your paws sore and cracked from your journey. But you couldn't stop walking, the only other option was turning back and running home to your soft Twoleg home. But you knew you couldn't do that, you needed more from your life, you were not suited to be a fat and lazy house cat. And after hearing stories of Clan cats living in the forest you had sought to seek them out. But now you were lost, the trees looming overhead, the crunch of the leaves under your paws and the sound of the rushing river you were striding next to ringing in your ears.
One moment you were walking, the next something barrelled right into the side of you, a flail of limbs as you and whatever had tackled you splashed into the river.
Adrenaline and panic raced through every fiber of your very being, head breaking the surface of the water, eyes wide and searching for your attacker. That's when you saw another cat on the bank of the river, a long-haired dusty gray tom who seemed to be looking past you. So you turned your head, paws struggling to keep yourself afloat as you saw another cat in the water with you, a slightly smaller calico who seemed to be having a far easier time swimming than you were.
"Did you see that, Jaywing?" The calico spoke up, sounding rather proud of herself as she seamlessly swam towards the edge of the river and easily pulled herself onto the bank, "I got that trespasser real good."
The older looking tom looked less than impressed as he gave the younger she-cat a hard stare before turning his eyes back to your struggling form. "Are you alright? Do you need some help getting out?" He seemed to actually be worried, but you didn't need help, slowly but surely you had made your way to the bank, using whatever strength you had left to haul yourself free from the pull of the water. But it still clung to your fur, flanks heaving as you slumped into a sitting position.
The cat called Jaywing still seemed to be looking at you, the still soaking calico standing right next to him. "What is a house cat like you doing on our territory anyway? Shouldn't you back with your Twolegs?"
"Hush, Patchpaw," The tom spoke firmly before turning his gaze back on you almost like his eyes were piercing right into you. "My name is Jaywing, and this is Patchpaw and we're cats of HollowClan. And excuse this brash mousebrain, but she does have a point. What are you doing here?"
Many moons ago, HollowClan was created by a group of like-minded kittypets, rouges and loners who wanted a better and more exciting life in the wild, tiring of the constant struggles for food and territory. They ran from their homes, their alleyways and everything they knew, venturing into the forest and forming the Clan. They were led by Morningstar, a brave and kind she-cat who started to turn her vision into a reality, growing the Clan and bring cats from all around together and turning soft kittypets into loyal and skilled warriors.
Life was good, the prey was plentiful and under Morningstar's watchful gaze, HollowClan continued to grow and prosper. Even after her eventual death after a long life the Clan continued to go from stride to stride, growing and number and in strength.
Then came the dark days, cats started to turn against each other, some wanting more than what they had and felt as though they needed to fight for it. There was a rebellion, cat against cat and there were many deaths and bloodshed for many moons. It seemed like it would never end, but it was Nightclaw who finally put an end to things, uniting the cats once more and putting a stop to the endless fighting. Under his wise leadership, things started to heal and he became Nightstar, the new leader of HollowClan.
Countless moons have passed since then, Nightstar is old and on his final life after a long leadership, his mind starting to break and all the Clan cats are sensing it. And now, after the untimely death of the previous deputy, Nightstar has yet to name a successor. Cats are calling it a bad omen, with Nightstar struggling through his final life and no deputy to take his place, no one is quite sure what will happen when he finally passes into StarClan and who will rise up to power.
Tensions are high and many cats are seeing it as their chance to make a grab for leadership. Some fear bloodshed again, while others and hoping that matters will resolve peacefully. The whole Clan's future is in the balance and it's only a matter of time before the breaking point.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 9, 2019 18:22:32 GMT -5
The Ruins is where the HollowClan cats call their home. Many moons and the weather has reduced the couple of buildings which used to stand here mostly to rubble, but they still serve as the perfect home for the Clan. Whatever walls are left standing and holding up parts of roof protect the cats from the weather so they can stay warm and dry whenever there is a storm. They don't have much in the way of dens, using the different rooms of the crumbled building as places to sleep, the entrances and any holes in the wall all protected with brambles from the forest around their camp. The warriors and apprentices sleep all close together in one of the spaces, the apprentices on the outer edges while the older warriors go more near the middle. The queens and the kits get the most protection, four walls protect them by all sides and some brambles have been pulled in from the forest around them to protect the entrance where a door once stood. The elders sleep in a room in the second crumbled building, a nice and quiet corner protected by the elements. The medicine cats have their own space as well in another room, holes in the wall providing a perfect place to store herbs. Finally, the leader sleeps in a huge woodfire oven still standing after all these years. While the inside is still stained black from all the years of use, it serves as the perfect den and perfect for privacy as well. The camp also serves as perfect climbing practice for the apprentices with all the uneven and walls left standing of varying heights for them to climb all over.
Viewable from the camp itself is the mountain range, the tall peaks lost in the clouds. generally, cats do not venture to this area, but deep in the mountains and about a whole day trek lies the Moonlight Cave. Inside this cave is where leaders come to receive their nine lives and where Medcicine cats come to converse with StarClan.
Only a short walk from the camp to the west, cats come across The Winding River. Fishing is one of the cats main forms of hunting, the area of the river closest to camp calm enough that there is no chance of being pulled away by a strong current so long as you can swim. There is also passage across the river by some stones sticking out of the water which can be used as stepping stones to easily hop across.
Crossing the river and continuing west you will find an Abandoned Farm. While it used to be inhabited by a Twoleg and it's many animals, the area has long since been evacuated. However, the fields were corn used to grow is still inhabited by many mice that are perfect for hunting and bringing back for the fresh kill pile. When the river is running low and fishing is becoming a struggle, the farm is your next best bet for finding some food.
A little further down south from the farm is an open Clearing. While it can also be used as a place to hunt, it is more used by the HollowClan cats to train their apprentices to battle. HollowCaln cats pride themselves on their battling prowess, so you an expect to spend a lot of time in this area during your apprentiship going over all the different battle moves.
If you keep going south you will come to The Cliffs and the Ocean. Apprentices are forbidden to come here by themselves and must be accompanied by a warrior at all times. However, there is no easy path down to the water and the beaches, so cats generally never bother to come down this far. However, some do simply to look at the view while lost in thought or if they need to clear their heads.
Finally, if you head east from the cliffs you will find yourself coming to the Twoleg Villiage. The river breaks up and the village spans over both sides and in the small island in the middle the break in the river creates. Clan cats are forbidden to ever come to the village under any cirumstances and to do so will gain you the harshest punishment.
Leafbare [ ] Newleaf [ ✘ ] Greenleaf [ ] Leaffall [ ]
Predators Foxes - Common Dogs - Common Badgers - Uncommon Eagels - Uncommon Bears - Incredibly Uncommon
Prey Fish - Common Mice - Common Water Vole - Common Birds - Common Squirrels - Semi-common Rabbits - Uncommon
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Post by Deleted on Apr 9, 2019 18:38:10 GMT -5
Talonflame and Swallowsong are the parents of Nightstar, Windwaker and Lilyfall Nightstar and Winterbreeze are the parents of Jaywing
Redfur and Sandcall are the parents of Swiftstrike, Mallownose and Whisperpaw
?? and Willowpelt are the parents of Patchpaw and Spiderkit ?? and Willowpelt are the parents of Birdsong
Snakefoot and Hawkfeather are the parents of Reedwhisker and Foxfang Skyfur and Yarrowheart and the parents of Sunkit, Boulderkit and Lichenkit
Hawktail and Goldenwing are the parents of Lionleap and Yarrowheart
?? and Darkberry are the parents of Juniperpaw
Redstrike and Sorrelfur are the parents of Poppyface
Addertail and Littlewing are the parents of Ryeheart and Meadowleap Ryheart and Nightflower are the parents of Batpaw, Twigpaw and Harepaw
?? and Blueflower are the parents of Duskfall ?? and Duskfall are the parents of Drizzlepaw and Lavenderpaw
Russetfur and Littlecloud are the parents of Longwhisker
Ebonytail and Whitestreak are the parents of Sharppaw, Sleekpaw and Snowkit
?? and ?? are the parents of Brightblaze ?? and ?? are the parents of Rainsong ?? and ?? are the parents of Whisperwing ?? and ?? are the parents of Sootfeather
Brackenpelt and Brightwing are the parents of Willowpool and Silverflight
Owlfeather and Sunheart are the parents of Snowstep ?? and Snowstep are the parents of Russetkit and Featherkit
Ryeheart is the mate of Nightflower
Whitestreak is the make of Ebonytail
Sootfeather is the mate of Falconwing
Longwhisker Mentors Patchpaw Reedwhisker Mentors Twigpaw Mallownose Mentors Juniperpaw Lionleap Mentors Batpaw Ryeheart Mentors Drizzlepaw Foxfang Mentors Lavenderpaw Swiftstrike Mentors Sharppaw Brightblaze Mentors Sleekpaw
❖sᴛᴏʀᴍsᴋʏ - Owner - Nightstar, Jaywing, Swiftstrike, Mallownose, Patchpaw, Featherkit SmugGull - Inactive- Reedwhisker, Foxfang, Skyfur, Sunkit ✨ nissabug ✨ - Inactive - Lionleap, Poppyface, Juniperpaw owlspots - Active - Ryeheart, Birdsong, Batpaw, Twigpaw 𝒇𝒊𝒗𝒆 - Hiatus - Duskfall, Drizzlepaw, Lavenderpaw Bubble - Hiatus - Whitestreak, Longwhisker, Sleekpaw, Sharppaw eloquent dreamer - Hiatus - Brightblaze, Rainsong, Whisperwing, Sootfeather 𝕤𝕦𝕟𝕝𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 - New Member - Willowpool, Silverflight, Snowstep, Russetkit
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Post by Deleted on Apr 9, 2019 19:01:32 GMT -5
Nightstar heterosexual | tomcat
With an almost intimidating coat of almost pitch black fur with dark ginger orange patches striking against it, Nightstar is only the ghost of the impressive leader he used to be. This tom is old now, gray hairs litter his thin frame and his fur almost seems to just hang off of him. Barely eating much, this tom is basically just skin and bones. Even his once vibrant amber eyes have dulled over the years, a blank stare on his face as he struggles to even remember the most basic of things. He used to be a wise and well respected warrior even long before he became the deputy and then the leader of HollowClan, but those days have long since passed him. Most days he simply spends his time staring off into the distance and no one can get through to him. It is quite clear that his time in the world is quickly coming up and it's only a matter of time before his last life is taken from him and he passes into StarClan.
✰✰✰✰✰✰✰✰★ 114 moons | ❖sᴛᴏʀᴍsᴋʏ
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Reedwhiskerpan/ace | she-cat
Reedwhisker is a grumpy, sharp-tongued tortoiseshell tabby she-cat with a deep nick in her left ear, a white chin, throat, and tail-tip, and green eyes. She is short and lean, with a thin coat that leaves her fairly cold in leaf-bare. Her natural expression is very intense and she blinks rarely, giving her a somewhat spooky appearance. She's argued and insulted nearly every cat she's come into contact with, up to and including Nightstar in his prime - it's made her few friends, but it's also given her a reputation for honesty and forthrightness.
73 moons | SmugGull
Willowpool heterosexual | she-cat
Willowpool is predominately a tabby gray she-cat, though her stripes are a mixture of black around her legs and face, while the ones covering the rest of her pelt are dark brown. She has a fluffy white underbelly and throat and staring out at you are a pair of icy blue eyes with silver around the hues. She used to be quite the capable warrior back in her youth, though a fight with a fox put her in a critical condition in the Medicine Cat den and she never fully recovered from it. Even to this day she walks with a slight limp, but she has never let it get her down. This is StarClan's destiny for her, if she cannot be a warrior then she can heal and she was faster accept that than her sister was. Willowpool is a dedicated cat and always with soft and encouraging words. Though she constantly worries about the state of the Clan and those around her, but does well to keep her concerns to herself unless they are in desperate need of being spoken. This she-cat only wants what's best for the Clan and believes that one day they will rise again to their former glory with a new leader.
65 moons | 𝕤𝕦𝕟𝕝𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 Medicine Cat Apprentices (1/2) Twigpaw pansexual | tomcat
Twigpaw has a similar build to his sister: tall and lean with narrow shoulders. He has medium golden-brown tabby fur with a white patch on his chest and throat. He has large ears, but they are not as comically large as Batpaw's. Twigpaw is a cat of few words, and isn't very sociable; he prefers to avoid social interaction where possible due to his introverted nature. Rather than being shy, however, he is snarky and sarcastic, always with a tone of exasperation in his voice and in a constant state of grouchiness. Sometimes he can come across as quite rude, but he pays little attention to this and prefers to just get on with life. He is remarkably intelligent and perceptive, with a keen mind and a rather unorthodox style of thinking that often comes in handy in tricky situations. He enjoys being a medicine cat's apprentice, however, and although he'd never admit it out loud, being able to help others makes him happy. He is half Turkish Angora.
11 moons | owlspots
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Post by Deleted on Apr 9, 2019 19:41:53 GMT -5
Senior Warriors (60+ Moons)
Jaywingbisexual | tomcat
Most of this particular tom's pelt is made up of a mostly dusty sort of brownish gray colour, a single thick stripe of darker gray down the very centre of his tail which is on the bushier side of things and on the underside the fur is more white in colour than the rest of him. Meanwhile, his eyes are a pale amber, though they always have a friendly sparkle to them. While not the strongest or the fastest warrior around, Jaywing is an incredibly loyal cat to the Clan and will always be the first to step up when the going get's tough and is more than happy to lay his life on the line for the Clan he was born and raised in. However, he is struggling in more recent times, with his father's deteriorating condition he spends half his life worrying over the old leader, and while he has not been named Deputy, he still finds himself trying to fill the large pawsteps left by the former holder of the position. He almost feels as though it's his duty to do so as the only son of Nightstar. Jaywing has always had HollowClan's best interests at heart and he is always willing to look out for those who need it and is more than happy to lend a paw to anyone who might need his help.
64 moons | ❖sᴛᴏʀᴍsᴋʏ
Foxfang aeroace | tomcat
Foxfang is a quiet, serious ginger tabby tom with yellow eyes. He is slightly taller and thicker-furred than his sister, but they share the same long body and sleek appearance. When resting, he looks vaguely judgemental, partially due to an injury from his early warrior days that left scars just above his eyes and caused the fur on one side of his face to grow in slightly thinner. Despite appearances, however, he is always willing to offer a sympathetic ear or a helping paw to cats in need.
73 moons | SmugGull
Sootfeather homosexual | tomcat
Sootfeather has medium length grey fur, and pale blue-green eyes. He is missing part of his ear, and has a crippled leg from defending the clan from a badger. His hind left leg is curled up in an unnatural fashion, which made it hard for him to adjust to at first, but now he has learned to fight almost as well with is disability as he could without it. Sootfeather is a loyal and protective tom, though he tends to be more on the quiet side. He had a mate named Falconwing, but the other tom perished in the fight against the badger. The incident is still a sore subject for Sootfeather, and though he'd never admit it, he hopes to find love once more.
73 moons | eloquent dreamer
Silverflight homosexual | she-cat
Much like her sister, Silverflight is also a short furred pale silver tabby, though she is only built of the one colour and her stripes are a simple black in colour. Also different from her sister is her pale green eyes, but they always have a colder stare to them than her sibling. Silverflight is as stubborn a cat as they come and she is quick to anger with sharp words and even sharper claws. Though she has proven her mirth in many fights in her lifetime and will fight tooth and claw for HollowClan, the she-cat still has not forgiven StarClan for rendering her sister incapable of being a warrior. She has never been happy with the situation Willowpool is in no matter what her sister says about the matter and is very open about her disdain towards StarClan. She is a capable warrior but is hard to make friends with due to her constant nitpicking and harsh words no matter what mood you may find her in.
65 moons | 𝕤𝕦𝕟𝕝𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥
Swiftstrike homosexual | tomcat
Swiftstrike is typical dark gray mackerel tabby tom, though his four paws, muzzle and chest all has clean white fur. Meanwhile his eyes are a pretty amber colour and he has been told that they are his best feature. He is a tom who is more on the smaller side of thing, and while he might not be much of a fighter, he prides himself on being very fast and hard to spot in a battle, which is how he gained his name and it is something he is pleased to show off at every opportunity he can. Between him and his littermate, Swiftstrike is the more brash of the two cats, happy to leap into danger first without thinking about it, which has gotten him into some trouble on more than one occasion. But he makes up for his faults with his willingness to get better and is always willing to work on his mistakes to try and get better, but who is to say if he ever will. He is simply a tomcat who acts a lot younger than he actually is and usually finds himself fitting in more with the younger apprentices than he does with cats his own age.
45 moons | ❖sᴛᴏʀᴍsᴋʏ
Mallownose asexual | she-cat
A much lighter shade of gray than her brother, Mallownose is still a mackerel tabby as well, though the markings on her fur are much paler and not as visible, though they get darker around her legs and on her tail. Her eyes are also a slightly more greener amber than just pure amber and they stand out a lot more. Another thing which puts her apart from her brother is his ears, much larger than her littermate and they also stick up a lot more. Thankfully she did grow into them, as in her kit days she used to get teased a lot for her ears and everyone always used to joke that she would be Mallowear. This she-cat is much cooler headed than her brother, more of a thinker and she thoroughly enjoys thinking things through before acting on her thoughts. Usually this means she is the one who is trying to get Swiftstrike out of his messes, though she is starting to get quite tired of his antics and is starting to feel like she is more his mother than his littermate. But she is a friendly cat to get to know, happy to share her experiences and her wisdom with anyone who is willing to listen to her.
45 moons | ❖sᴛᴏʀᴍsᴋʏ
Lionleap homosexual | she-cat
Lionleap is quite a large she-cat, with hard muscles and a thick-set body good for combat. She has long golden fur, most of it accumulating at her neck like a mane, with a few darker tabby stripes on her flanks. She has a white muzzle and paws, a dark plumy tail, and sage green eyes. Lionleap herself is bright and sunny, always looking to make someone's day a little better. She hasn't got much with smarts, but she has a heart of gold and is very generous. She puts others needs before her own, making sure she's one of the last to be taken care of.
36 moons | ✨ nissabug ✨
Ryeheart bisexual | tomcat
Ryeheart is a broad-shouldered brown tabby tom with dark black stripes in a very loose mackerel pattern. He has yellow-green eyes and a white throat, chest and hind legs. He's a fairly mild-mannered, amiable tom who is usually in a pretty good mood and has a natural tendency to avoid confrontation due to his passive, laid-back nature. Ryeheart is the very definition of easy-going and honestly would rather get through life agreeing with what everybody says just to make things easier, because he doesn't like conflict and tries his best to stay away from it unless his kits are the focus of it. He's gone through a lot these past moons with the death of his mate Nightflower who drowned after falling into the river and hitting her head while chasing a squirrel, and then the passing of his son Harepaw after he contracted greencough, so he's still slowly trying to piece himself back together, but he doesn't like to let on about his inner struggles, preferring to maintain the laid-back, friendly image he's always had. Naturally he's protective of Batpaw and Twigpaw, and he's always tried his hardest to be present in their lives as much as he can.
52 moons | owlspots
Birdsong heterosexual | she-cat
Birdsong is a pretty, petite dilute tortoiseshell she-cat with a dusty grey coat scattered with creamy ginger patches. She has a white muzzle, throat and chest as well as four white socks of varying lengths. Her eyes are a soft, sage green colour and sit in nice proportion above a pale pink nose dotted slightly with grey. Birdsong is a kind, sweet she-cat, and she is as a general rule very friendly and easy to talk to. However, she has a rather surprising reckless streak and tends to jump head-first into things without thinking beforehand. She was always adventurous as a kit and as an apprentice she got into trouble often by sneaking out of camp or attempting bold, dangerous feats while out in the territory. Now that she's grown up and mellowed out, however, she has discarded her nonchalance regarding authority figures and now demonstrates great respect for her elders, and is always polite and courteous.
24 moons | owlspots
Whitestreak bisexual | she-cat
A lithe, short-furred she-cat named after the long white streak spanning her entire underbelly, along with white toes, chest, chin, and a tiny spot above her nose. Her eyes are a stark yellow-green and her whiskers are long and an opaque white. A decent enough warrior, Whitestreak is neither overly impressive or underwhelming. She was very excited and looking forward to the birth of her first litter, the death of her mate Ebonytail shortly beforehand tainting the otherwise happy experience. Further tainting it was Snowkit's weakness and ill-health, leading to Whitestreak desperately and near single-mindedly caring for her sickest kit, worrying over him constantly. This lead to her wrongly almost-ignoring her other two kits in her fear that she'd lose yet another cat she held dear. It was for nought, however, because Snowkit did not manage to beat his illness, her relationship with her surviving kits left in tattered shreds. She's struggling still, though is doing her best to not let the deaths she's suffered through defeat her, determined to do the best she can for her clan and surviving kits even if they remain distant forever.
49 moons | bubble
Longwhisker bisexual | tomcat
A large, mostly brown-red tabby tom that is at least half very thick, fluffy fur. Has overlong whiskers. His chest, chin/muzzle, and belly are an off-white creamish color and his stripes are a darker brown then the rest of him. His legs are mostly a cream color broken up by his stripes. His eyes are a yellow-gold and his nose is mostly dark pink with a hint of greyish along the outside. His ears have tufts of dark brown fur tipping them. Named for his exceptionally long whiskers, Longwhisker is a warm, bright, and friendly tom who desires to be a friend to all in Hollowclan. Longwhisker is probably too nice however, striving to see the best in everyone no matter what. In his eyes, no cat is irredeemable, those that have strayed from the path of Starclan needing only a kind, helping paw to return to the 'right' and 'true' path. He loves fiercely, faithfully, and completely, almost recklessly, and his caring heart is sure to get him into trouble one of these days.
55 moons | bubble Brightblaze heterosexual | tomcat
Brightblaze is a confident, yet sometimes cocky tom who likes showing off. He is a bit of a flirt, and enjoys laying on the charm, although sometimes it backfires. Brightblaze has light orange fur, with darker stripes down his back and tail. His fur is a bit on the longer side, covering up his lithe, muscular frame. He does have a slight limp in one of his hind legs, however, that was the result of trying to show off when he was an apprentice. He has warm, amber colored eyes, and large ears that make him exceptionally good at hearing.
43 moons | eloquent dreamer Whisperwing bisexual | she-cat
Whisperwing has short, white fur with pale grey tabby stripes down her forehead, back, and tail. Her eyes are a startling icy blue, and she has a small, dark pink nose. She is very small for her age, still the size of most apprentices, but her personality makes up for it. She is as feisty as can be, and hates being told what to do. She wanted to be a medicine cat when she was younger, but after learning all the rules she would have to follow, she decided being a warrior gave her more options. She gets along well enough with others, as long as they don't try and boss her around, but sometimes her sarcastic, snarky side comes out, and she gets in trouble for not being able to hold her tongue.
22 moons | eloquent dreamer Rainsong bisexual | she-cat
Rainsong is a petite silver tabby with incredibly long, silky fur. She has white on her belly and chest, as well as a small bit around her muzzle. Her pale green eyes are large, with flecks of darker green sprinkled throughout, and she has a bright pink nose. Despite her small frame, she has relatively long legs that give her an edge when running. She is very level headed and calm. Is a good leader, but she doesn't want to be in the spotlight. Ever the extrovert, Rainsong hates being alone, and is always up for an adventure or patrol.
34 moons | eloquent dreamer
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Post by Deleted on Apr 9, 2019 19:50:53 GMT -5
Patchpaw heteroflexible | she-cat
This she-cat's pelt is made up of varying colours and patterns, which is how she came to get her name. Patchpaw is mostly calico, fur of ginger and gray with some tabby markings around her legs, tail and face. Though the most prominent colour on her fur is while, both hind legs are pure white as is her front left leg, as well as her underbelly and her chest and muzzle as well. While her eyes are a very simple forest green and are always filled with mischief. Ever since she was a little kit, Patchpaw has had a knack for getting into trouble, always messing with the older warriors and a thirst for adventure that she can never seem to quench. She is also known for being rather brash and hot-headed, never thinking before she leaps. All her life she has been a little handful to try and handle, and many have tried to tame her nature to no avail. But she is eager to learn and is happy to serve her Clan and dreams of one day being one of the best warriors the Clan has ever seen, though she knows she has a long way to go before she ever reaches that. But that doesn't mean she's going to lose hope and is going to keep going until she achieves her dreams.
9 moons | ❖sᴛᴏʀᴍsᴋʏ Juniperpaw bisexual | tomcat
Juniperpaw hasn't grown since he was 6 moons old, but he's just accepted how small he is. He has short and thick black fur, with ghost stripes that appear in the sunlight, and round blue eyes. He was originally thought to be shy since he didn't say much even into his apprenticeship, but he's really just observant. He listens well to others and is very attentive, but would rather let someone else do the talking. He isn't afraid to speak up if something really bothers him, however. He prefers being with friends in groups rather than by himself. His mother left the Clans when he was fairly young, and doesn't remember her or any father, but he doesn't mind.
10 moons | ✨ nissabug ✨
Batpaw bisexual | she-cat
Batpaw is a tall, slim she-cat with charcoal-coloured fur that appears almost black, and faint black tabby markings. Her eyes are a shade of bright amber. The fur around her belly and chest, however, is a shade of grey that blends into the rest of her pelt. She has rather comically large ears that she has been assured on numerous occasions that she will grow into, but she is nearing warriorhood now and is beginning to think that this won't be the case. She is a fairly talkative cat, but not so much a chatterbox that she might talk someone's ear off, and seems to always be in a good mood; her positive energy often rubs off on those around her, but it's yet to work with her brother who in contrast seems to always be sulky. Batpaw isn't the sharpest stick in the forest by a long shot, but she's not stupid and can sometimes be very perceptive when she puts her mind to it, but you'd be lucky to have her attention for long enough. She's a hard worker, though, and has a good heart. She is half Turkish Angora.
11 moons | owlspots
Lavanderpaw bisexual | she-cat
A pale grey and pinkish she-cat with very little fur. Wrinkly with blue eyes. she's a fearless and aggressive leader by nature, but this can lead to her acting sometimes like a senseless bully. She's the wildfire to Drizzlepaw's quiet rain. She can be very competitive and has a burning ambition to become deputy or even leader someday. She's too young to tell if the ambition will go to her head, but hopefully her friends and her brother will be able to guide her off the path of darkness before it's too late. She thinks its important for all the apprentices to dedicate themselves hardcore to their training. She can be sort of intimidating, and she likes it that way. She wants enemy cats to be terrified of her. She also seems bossy and domineering. Truth be told, she probably has just bought too much into what her mother has said about her ancestry and how others will look down upon her for it. she's determined for that not to be the case.
11 moons | 𝒇𝒊𝒗𝒆
Drizzlepaw bisexual | tomcat
A small grey tabby tom with short fur. he has oversized ears that he'll probably never grow into and shining green eyes. He definitely has more fur than his mother and sister combined. Drizzlepaw is... not very smart. But what he lacks in brains, he makes up in heart. This little guy is the most caring, compassionate little apprentice you'll ever meet. He wants to make everyone happy and feel valued and appreciated. He goes out of his way to make others happy, even if its at his own expense. This can lead to him being easily manipulated and sometimes he can end up as a doormat. His more aggressive sister, Lavenderpaw, is trying to toughen him up a little, even though it goes against his whole nature. Of course, he's an excitable apprentice. He would've much preferred to become a medicine cat but the position was already filled when it came time for him to be apprenticed. He doesn't mind too much, though, because warrior duties are pretty fun anyways.
11 moons | 𝒇𝒊𝒗𝒆
Sharppaw heterosexual | she-cat
Sharppaw is a small, slight she-cat with black and white, fluffy fur. Her front left leg is entirely black, the rest completely white. Her eyes are a clear, paler shade of yellow, her tail long and bushy, even more so then the rest of her body. A stubborn young she-cat who doesn't take criticism well. Even though she's still an apprentice, she has the idea that she knows everything she needs to know already no matter what anyone else says. The fact that she's a rather talented hunter doesn't help her stubborn, over-confident mindset at all. Her overconfidence issues and know-it-all attitude stem from her unvoiced insecurity - her brother, Sleekpaw, teased her because of her small, slight stature as they were growing up, which lead to her overcompensating as she became an apprentice. She resents one of her littermates more then the other, as he was the main source of the teasing due to her second brother being very sickly and often asleep, and strives to outdo Sleekpaw in any and every thing. Snowkit's passing only two moons before they were to become apprentices due to his chronic illness has had the relationship between Sharppaw and Sleekpaw straining even further.
12 moons | bubble
Sleekpaw heterosexual | tomcat
A tall tom-cat with sleek, short, black and white fur that wisps outwards along the white of his chest. His ears are large, his eyes a golden shade that looks almost orange in direct sunlight. A tall, sleek-furred tuxedo tom with a mean streak he's yet to grow out of. Whitestreak's focus on her sick kit, Snowkit, while he was growing up ended up turning Sleekpaw towards bullying and acting out to get the attention he wanted. Unfortunately, this was mainly aimed at his sibling, Sharppaw, leading to the pair being quite at odds at all times. He resents Snowkit even now, their mother still not giving Sleekpaw the attention he believes he deserves. Headstrong, caustic, and rather rude, Sleekpaw is a piece of work indeed. Despite his anger towards his mother and deceased sibling, he intends to become a fearsome warrior - if only to be in the limelight like he wants.
12 moons | bubble
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Post by Deleted on Apr 9, 2019 19:53:00 GMT -5
Skyfurbisexual | tomcat
A massive, long-furred pale blue-grey smoke tom with large yellow eyes. Skyfur is, despite his bulk, a fairly agile cat and a fine fighter. However, he has never enjoyed fighting - his heart has always lain in HollowClan's camp, with his beloved mate Yarrowheart and their kits. Unfortunately, the last leaf-bare was cruel to Skyfur, with greencough claiming not only two of his kits but also the life of Yarrowheart herself. Skyfur moved into the nursery to care for his only living child and has remained there for over a moon.
41 moons | SmugGull
Duskfallheterosexual | she-cat
Duskfall is a wrinkly, patchy she-cat with very thin, barely visible fur. she has big ears and a black nose and large blue eyes. She's... very unique looking as she lacks the luxurious coats of most clancats due to her pedigreed kittypet ancestry. She's 100% peterbald. She doesn't care for the kittypet life, however, unlike her ancestors, and tries her best to forget all about it. She has a strong disdain for both her parents and, horribly enough, is almost glad that they're dead. She's snarky, snappy, and somewhat unpleasant to be around, although fiercely protective of those she cares about. If you get on her good side, you're one lucky cat. she's also fiercely loyal to her clan and clanlife. Others can call her what they like or say what they will about her roots, but she knows exactly where her loyalties lie. The reason she gets questioned the most is because of her kits, which show no evidence of having any clan genetics, as they look purebred like their mother. Duskfall, however, refuses the share the father, yet insists that he is in the clan. She doesn't wish to discuss it past that. She has her moments, however, when she can actually be enjoyable to be around- she's not grumpy and unpleasant all the time! In her good moods, she has a fun sense of humor and a loving, motherly air about her. Right now, she's pregnant with her second litter.
56 moons | 𝒇𝒊𝒗𝒆
Snowstepheterosexual | she-cat
Though her name might suggest she is a white cat, what instead you will find is a she-cat made mostly of a very rich brown fur. Her name instead comes from the white fur on all four of her paws and underbelly and it is the only other colour on the whole of her pelt while her eyes are a striking green. Snowstep is a cat on the rounder side of things with a round face which means that she is a far better fighter than she is a hunter, struggling with heavy paw-steps no matter how quiet she is trying to be. It is rare that she will ever manage to sneak up on you, though she would hardly say she tries to be sneaky and is quite happy to be a better fighter than a hunter. Each cat is good at something, right? But she is a very friendly cat, always willing to rest and share tongues for the whole day if she was able to get away with such a thing. And she has been told that she is a very good story teller and is more than happy to share stories with the kits if so they so require a story from her.
32 moons | 𝕤𝕦𝕟𝕝𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥
Sunkitlesbian | she-cat
Sunkit inherited her father's size - and long, fluffy pelt. The naturally curious ginger she-cat inherited her mother's copper eyes, however, as well as her white chest and belly - and her inquisitive nature. The darling of her father's eye, Sunkit's various mischiefs never seem to end in as severe of a punishment as they should, and she is quickly growing into a headstrong, wily young she-cat unafraid of anything. This, inevitably, leads her into deeper and deeper trouble - and there will come a day when she runs out of slack.
5 moons | SmugGull
Russetkithomosexual | tomcat
This tom takes after his mother, most of his fur being a dark russet and he shares the same four white paws and even a patch of white on his chest and muzzle, but his fur is on the longer side of things compared to his mother. His eyes also don't come from her, being amber in shade instead of green. Russetkit is a very hyperactive cat, always awake before dawn and bouncing around the place in excitement and eagerly telling everyone how great a warrior he is going to be. He is also far sneakier than his mother would like, always managing to sneak out of the nursery to try and have his own adventures before he eventually get's caught by one of the warriors. Though he is eager to learn and has far too much energy for a cat his size, Russetkit only really has the best interests of others at heart and is always willing to take the blame for things if it means protecting a friend.
4 moons | 𝕤𝕦𝕟𝕝𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥
Featherkitbisexual | she-cat
More of a mix between her mother and father rather than looking more like one or the other, Featherkit is a short-furred chocolate brown and light cream tortoiseshell, though her underbelly, legs and muzzle are all covered in pure while fur. She also takes after her mother more with her eyes, being a rather striking color of dark green, but there are hints of her father with the light amber hues around the outside. Featherkit is rather small cat for her age, growing a lot slower than other kits, though she is still determined that she will get bigger and won't be small forever. But she is the more level-headed one out of her and her brother, but is always up for a little adventure and fun and can usually be found getting dragged along on some escapade when no one is looking. Some cats say that she is the one who makes the escape plan work in the first place thanks to her more careful nature. But at heart she is a good cat, willing to do whatever it takes to become a great warrior and idolises the warriors that have come before her, always going out of her way to bother them and ask them for stories about the battles they've won.
4 moons | ❖sᴛᴏʀᴍsᴋʏ
Poppyfaceasexual | she-cat
Poppyface is a lithe, pretty tortoiseshell she-cat, having sleek black fur with scattered flecks of orange. There's a prominent splash of ginger covering half her face, framing her yellow-green eyes. Poppyface was known to be a sassy yet compassionate she-cat in her youth and still retains that energy in the elder's den. She likes to tell stories and go on about gossip, current or from her warrior days. She only gets snappy when she gets too many ticks or her nest hasn't been cleaned out. She loves to go on walks, as she doesn't like being stuck in camp all day, and appreciates company from any cat in the Clan.
89 moons | ✨ nissabug ✨
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Post by Deleted on Apr 9, 2019 19:54:10 GMT -5
Mistyfootdeputy | she-cat
Ever since she was a little kit, Mistyfoot had been lost in her own fur. This long furred silver tabby she-cat spent most of her life grooming herself just to try and keep it clean. She was an average sized cat, not the smallest nor the largest out there, but she fought with the power of ten cats combined when she put her heart to it. She never thirst for power and was always the first cat to lend an ear to a Clanmate in need. Throughout the Clan she was a well respected cat, so no one complained when Nightstar eventually named her as Deputy. But it was short lived, only 5 moons later, Mistyfoot died in the river when her paw got stuck between two rocks and she drowned.
58 moons | died from drowning
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Post by Deleted on Apr 9, 2019 19:59:18 GMT -5
The idea for this Clan and the territory map was created by myself. The layout was beautiful created by Aphelyon and you can vist their shop right here+ Please do not steal anything you see from these pages as I've worked hard on them and do not tolerate plagiarism.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 9, 2019 20:14:01 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on Apr 9, 2019 20:14:11 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on Apr 9, 2019 20:15:58 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on Apr 10, 2019 3:33:41 GMT -5
{ Everyone has been added to the main page, please take a look over and tell me if you spot any mistakes. Also, I have made Jaywing the mentor of Frostpaw and Gravelpelt is Patchpaw's mentor, if that is alright? Obviously Reedwhisker mentors Breezepaw. But if everything is looking good, would anyone like to RP? I'll be throwing up a couple of starters later on today - preferably before I have to head out to work later.}
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Post by 𝚌𝚊𝚛'𝚊'𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚗 on Apr 10, 2019 12:04:25 GMT -5
they look fine to me ! :”0 im in classes all day but i can def throw out a reply when u post ur starters ^^
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Post by SmugGull on Apr 10, 2019 13:06:14 GMT -5
(They look good to me! Foxfang is missing a period at the end of his description though.) Reedwhisker hissed in frustration as she nosed through the herb stores. The last leaf-bare had drained her supplies nearly dry. They had a decent supply of sweet-sedge, but not much else - now that newleaf was here, they'd be best served by restocking their herb supplies. "Breezepaw!" Reedwhisker rasped. "If you're not awake already, wake up!" ~~ Foxfang woke up slowly as the early morning light filtered into the main room of the ruins. He yawned and stretched before heaving himself to his feet and padding outside, his fur fluffing up automatically in the chilly morning air. His bones ached, but that was normal - it came with the age, or so Reedwhisker assured him. Briefly, he wondered if Nightstar would organize a dawn patrol - it was possible, he decided, but unlikely. So he took a seat next to the fresh-kill pile and began to groom himself, waiting to ambush the next few unsuspecting clanmates and get them to go check the border with him. ~~ Sunkit woke up before her father did and wriggled free of the nest - then immediately returned to the warmth of her father's fur as she realized just how cold it was outside. She peered over the edge of the nest towards Emberstalk, wondering if the queen was awake yet.
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Post by Flowheart on Apr 10, 2019 17:01:21 GMT -5
((*Thumbs up* everything good for mine too! Of course the picture for Bouncefoot, but I'm hoping the second picture I sent in the joining page decides to work ^^' lol))
Bouncefoot, as he woke up, rolled over a couple times before stretching. He sat up, sighed, then cheerfully padded out of the den. He heard his stomach make a low rumbling sound and licked his pink lips. His tail perked up happily as he padded over to the fresh-kill pile.
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Gravelpelt awoke to the noise of Bouncefoot. The mostly gray tom didn't say anything, didn't move, and didn't even open his eyes. He was used to Bouncefoot being loud in the morning. He waited for him to leave then let out a quiet sigh as he started planning out his day. He decided he should start by getting breakfast, then taking Patchpaw out hunting. To the river or to the farm? Hm, he thought. We might have better luck at the river.
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Emberstalk laid quietly. She felt the kit's gaze and almost gave herself away by smiling. Emberstalk loved kits. Although she was very sad that her Twigtuft wouldn't get to see them, she was excited to have her own sometime soon. The ginger and white queen remained still, hoping to catch the kit by surprise.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 10, 2019 17:35:15 GMT -5
{ I never got around to posting before work, but oh well. They're here now. And so also, I added the previous Deputy under the Allegiances in StarClan just in case anyone wants to reference her}
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[ NIGHTSTAR - #000000 ] [ JAYWING - #afffaf] [SWIFTSTRIKE - #bbafff] [MALLOWNOSE - #fffbaf] [PATCHPAW - #ffafaf]
Jaywing
HollowClan camp Dawn
It hurt Jaywing every single time he had to go and see his father. It hurt that he had to see him in this condition, the once well respected and wise leader of the Clan he was born and raised in reduced to this. The sun had barely risen over the horizon when the warrior had first stirred, careful not to stop on any tails as he padded towards his father's den. Maybe he would be better today , maybe whatever had ailed him would be gone. But when Jaywing had poked his head through the entrance and seen the once prideful cat sat silently in the corner with shoulder's hunched, he knew that it was not to be. Nightstar was the same broken cat.
"Father," he meowed softly, moving further into the dark space, "Would you like to organise a Dawn patrol?"
For a moment there was silence, then the slight shuffling of paws against the ground as the old tomcat moved to turn his head. There was confusion in his amber eyes as he looked at Jaywing, almost as if he was trying to remember who he was. But then it clicked, the black and orange tom making not even a noise as he turned his head away again. "Why do you continue to bother me with such things?" The tom meowed in a scratchy tone, "Mistyfoot will sort it out."
Jaywing couldn't hide the wince at the reference of the old Deputy, flattening his ears slightly as he inched closer to his father. "Mistyfoot died two moons ago," he pressed, hoping at praying that maybe his father would remember. That might Nightstar would snap out of his state, elect a new Deputy so the Clan might heal from the loss. So the cats wouldn't lose hope. "She drowned in the river. Do you remember?"
"Nonsense," Nightstar promptly snapped back, fur bristling as he grew irritated from the conversation, "Now get out and go and bother her with this conversation. I tire of it."
His ears flattened back against his skull, paws taking a hefty step back from the older cat. It was not the first time Nightstar had snapped at him, and Jaywing doubted it would be the last. But he could see he was getting nowhere, talking to the old tom more would not change anything. So he knew it was best if he took his leave. "Yes, Nightstar," he meowed, struggling to keep the tremor out of his voice as he started to back out of the den, "Sorry for bothering you."
Once he was out of the den again, Jaywing sighed, slowly turning around, bushy tail dragging against the ground as he started to move away. It seemed that he would have to sort things out, as he usually did these days. That's when he saw Foxfang by the fresh-kill pile, ears perking up a little as he moved towards the ginger tabby. "Good morning, Foxfang," he greeted with a polite dip of his head, "Would you like to come on a patrol with me? We need to check the boarders and Nightstar... well," he broke off, sighing as he rather visibly slumped a little, "- won't be getting around to sorting it out anytime soon." He hated to admit it, he hated that his father was in this state. Then he heard movement, the scent of another growing stronger, head turning to watch Bouncefoot come, well, bouncing over. "Bouncefoot, you can come on patrol as well. More cats the merrier."
Patchpaw
HollowClan camp Dawn
Early mornings were the worst for poor old Patchpaw, she was simply not a morning person and was more than happy to lay sleeping with her nose under her tail until midday. But the sound of others rousing for the day all around her brought the apprentice out of her own slumber, eyes blinking to try and adjust to the new brightness as she opened her mouth into a large yawn. Maybe she could go back to sleep, get a couple more minutes before someone came and told her to do something. But when she closed her eyes again, the apprentice just couldn't seem to get back to sleep again. So Patchpaw decided to promptly give up with the idea and pushed herself to her paws, stretching with a happy mrrr before turning her head, taking a look around to see what everyone else was up to before quickly bounding off to find something interesting to do before Gravelpelt came and found her.
Mallownose
HollowClan Camp Dawn
Mallownose was almost surprised when she returned to camp to find that others were awake. The sun was barely even rising, but she supposed that if she was awake already then others could be as well. The tabby she-cat had trouble sleeping, what with Swiftstrike constantly hitting her with his paws in his sleep, so she had decided to leave while the moon was still high in the sky to do some late night hunting. Not that it had been particularly good trip, only managing to catch a couple of fish in the river. Fish which were now hanging from her jaws as she carried it through camp towards the pile. Once they were safely deposited, the she-cat moved to a quite corner of the camp, settling herself down and promptly began grooming herself. No doubt her littermate would still be asleep, and having just been hunting she wanted a moment to herself. Was that really too much to ask>?
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Post by SmugGull on Apr 10, 2019 17:53:26 GMT -5
Foxfang looked up as Jaywing padded over from the direction of Nightstar's den and asked if he wanted to go on patrol. Great minds think alike, Foxfang thought - humility was for the young. He got to his paws and dipped his head. "Of course." His face softened a little at Jaywing's slump and he touched the young tom's flank with his tail. "You've always been a credit to him," he murmured. He looked over as Bouncefoot approached. "Morning, Bouncefoot," he greeted. "You look chipper." ~~ Sunkit froze when Skyfur shifted in his sleep. She didn't want to wake him up - he'd had trouble sleeping since her ma and littermates had passed. She missed them sometimes too - she didn't remember Yarrowheart that well, except that the big ginger she-cat hadn't been as warm as Skyfur but told better stories, but Boulderkit and Lichenkit had been the best playmates. Skyfur was fun too, but it just wasn't the same. She poked her nose out of the nest again and wondered when Emberstalk's kits would be born and if she would be able to play with them.
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Post by Flowheart on Apr 10, 2019 18:05:39 GMT -5
Bouncefoot gave a short purr in response to the offer. He sat down next to his two clanmates, his black furred tail wrapping around his white paws. "Sounds great to me!" He accepted, with his usual positive tone, as well as expression. Bouncefoot was happy to help with anything, especially knowing the stressful situation that everyone, especially Jaywing, has been in here recently. He then turned to face Foxfang. "Mornin'! And of course, gotta think positive!" He smiled.
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Gravelpelt hoped that, since Patchpaw was quick to act without giving a thought, the patience and waiting needed for hunting will help her with that. He made his decision. He will let Patchpaw eat first, then they will head to the river and at least attempt to hunt fish. If Patchpaw still has some energy in her, which Gravelpelt was sure she will, then they might head towards the clearing to learn basic defense. He took a deep breath and sighed quietly out of his nose. He slowly sat, then stood up, stretching his legs and back before padding out into the rest of the camp.
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Emberstalk opened an eye and saw that Sunkit has looked away from her. She very slowly and quietly reached a paw over and lightly pawed at the kits tail. "Good morning, Sunit," she purred.
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Post by 𝚌𝚊𝚛'𝚊'𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚗 on Apr 11, 2019 0:06:36 GMT -5
ack i didnt have time to respond tonight but ill definitely get a response in asap tmrw ;-;
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Post by SmugGull on Apr 11, 2019 0:11:00 GMT -5
Sunkit yelped in shock as something pawed at her tail. She spun around to see Emberstalk's retreating paw and stared at the queen with round eyes for a moment before her face broke into a beaming smile. "Good morning, Emberstalk!"
Skyfur - who had shot awake at the sound of Sunkit's distress - smoothed down his fur and purred with amusement. "Yes, good morning Emberstalk."
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Post by Flowheart on Apr 11, 2019 0:35:02 GMT -5
Emberstalk let out a chuckle. "Good morning, Skyfur. I apologize, I didn't mean to wake you," the mostly-ginger she-cat apologized honestly, but still with a smile.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 11, 2019 5:47:28 GMT -5
Jaywing
HollowClan Camp with Foxfamg, Bouncefoot Dawn
Jaywing couldn't help but feet down, it was hard to be positive after seeing your own kin in that sort of state, so forgetful and lost. Though he was trying to look less broken up about it now he was around other cats, he didn't want to look weak or pathetic in front of any of them. "Thank you," he meowed softly in response, a thankful smile on his face at Foxfang's encouraging words, "But I really don't feel like it sometimes." But he didn't want to be thinking about how little he felt, how he felt like he could never live up to the reputation his father had. No, he had a patrol and now there were three of them to go on it. Though he hesitated for just a moment looking between the other two warriors next to him. "Would you mind waiting for a moment?" He questioned as he started to back off, "I'm going to go and find Frostpaw, she can come along as well." It could be some good training for his apprentice.
Patchpaw
HowllowClan camp with Gravelpelt Dawn
It was not all too long for the young patched apprentice to find the fun she was after. Her shining green eyes spotted Gravelpelt and as soon as she saw her mentor, trouble popped into the young she-cat's mind. She kept her distance, trying to stay downwind of the warrior and keep his pawsteps light as she snuck up to him. Then she saw an even better spot, crouching low before springing upwards, hauling herself onto a low section of broken wall. Keeping low she padded forward to the very edge, watching the tom from her position and eagerly rocking on her haunches. She was behind him, there was no chance that he knew she was there, right? Which was the plan, and after a moment, the she-cat let out her best warrior sounding cry as she jumped forward with the intent to try and give Gravelpelt a real surprise by landing squarely on his back.
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Post by Flowheart on Apr 11, 2019 7:02:01 GMT -5
Bouncefoot nodded. “Sure, that sounds great,” the black and white Tom chatted, being perfectly fine with waiting. He continued sitting there as he picked a water vole from the fresh-kill pile.
Gravelpelt, hearing the apprentice’s war cry, quickly moved to the side before looking toward Patchpaw as she landed where Gravelpelt had been just a moment before. He let out a small purr of amusement. “You did excellent up until you screamed,” the mostly gray tom pointed out.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 11, 2019 9:03:04 GMT -5
Patchpaw
HollowClan Camp with Gravelpelt Dawn
There was air under her paws as she sailed through the air, though Gravelpelt had moved out of the way, meaning that instead of landing on his back like she had been planning, all her paws made contact with was the ground. She huffed a little as she landed, ears twitching as she shook herself off before promptly sitting down. "I didn't want to hurt you, is all" she lied quickly, not wanting to admit that maybe she was in the wrong by giving away her attack. She was just going to act like her mentor moving out of the way was all in her plan to begin with. But she would get him next time, of that she was certain. But at the moment there was another question on her mind, green eyes shining as he looked up at her mentor, "What are we going to do today?"
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Post by SmugGull on Apr 11, 2019 9:11:52 GMT -5
Skyfur purred. "It's no trouble. I doubt this one would have stayed quiet much longer anyway," she added, licking the top of Sunkit's head. The fluffy ginger she-kit wriggled in protest. "Da-AD -" "Hush, your fur's a mess." "So's yours!" ~~ "Good idea," Foxfang agreed, dipping his head. "The more the merrier." He sat back down and gave himself a hasty wash as he waited for Jaywing to return with his apprentice.
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Post by Flowheart on Apr 11, 2019 9:24:18 GMT -5
Gravelpelt sat, the top of his tail twitching. “We’re going to work on catching fish,” he began, running the plan through his head again. “Then we’ll do a little defense training. But first, you need to eat before we go.”
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Emberstalk purred in amusement. “That’s probably true.” She thought about how her own kits would be, once born. She wanders how curious they’d be about everything, how much they’ll love playing and jumping around. She smiled, again, at the nice thoughts.
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Bouncefoot took a couple bites of the vole, chewing as he got lost in thought. He thought about a few things. How he’s love to have a mate, thinking of different ways that the current situation in the clan could work out. He continued keeping his thoughts positive, pushing away anything that might upset himself.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 11, 2019 17:16:25 GMT -5
{i'm gonna avoid posting with Jaywing for a little bit just so everyone can catch up and so no one get's left behind.}
Patchpaw
HollowClan Camp with Gravelpelt Dawn
"I don't need to practice that. I'm already an expert fisher!" It was what she believed anyway, though she was most likely incorrect and could still learn a lot. But Patchpaw was simply a cat who thought she knew best and didn't like hearing the opinions of others, especially if she knew they were right and she was wrong. "Can we just do the fighting? Pleeeeease?" She even put her best innocent look as she stared up at the older warrior, already practically bouncing on her paws with excitement from the very prospect. But she was told to eat first, huffing. While she was hungry, the young apprentice would simply much rather get on with the training already, but she knew better than to argue about it. "Fine," it was a simple meow as she scuffed her paws against the ground one last time before moving to grab something small from the kill pile. If it was small, then she would eat it in far less time, right?
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Post by Flowheart on Apr 11, 2019 18:05:36 GMT -5
(okie dokie-)
Gravelpelt chuckled quietly to himself at the apprentice's eagerness. He followed over to the pile of fresh kill, taking a bird for himself. "If you behave well enough during the fishing," he commented, "I may teach you an attack after we work on defense." The tom hoped that offering to teach an attack instead of only defense would brighten Patchpaw's spirit.
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