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Post by ♥𝔉𝔯𝔬𝔰𝔱ℜ𝔬𝔰𝔢♥ on Sept 30, 2020 19:45:29 GMT -5
(No. We can continue with the patrols and apprentices being out. Ivy went out with Snake when everyone left camp. So it gives everyone time rp outside of camp a little longer. So you can go ahead with your responses.  And we all completely understand. Take your time.)
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Post by ♥𝔉𝔯𝔬𝔰𝔱ℜ𝔬𝔰𝔢♥ on Sept 30, 2020 20:49:27 GMT -5
"When Snake's and Heart's join together, Leaves will surely crumble."-The prophecy that Nightstar will receive soon after Brindle has her kits.
What do you think everyone.? If you have any suggestions to make it better, you can let me know.
RoseBlood little blu ♥ Taiyou Brindlebriar Zz
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Post by RoseBlood on Sept 30, 2020 20:55:48 GMT -5
Ooo i like it. ))) |
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Post by Zz on Sept 30, 2020 20:56:56 GMT -5
Awesome!))
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Sept 30, 2020 20:58:21 GMT -5
Post by ♥𝔉𝔯𝔬𝔰𝔱ℜ𝔬𝔰𝔢♥ on Sept 30, 2020 20:58:21 GMT -5
(Also, Zz I made Copperfall the mentor to my apprentice, Walnutpaw. Is that alright.? We can RP them out together.? Him watching the little tom hunt.?)
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Post by Zz on Sept 30, 2020 21:01:12 GMT -5
I'm fine with that. You can post a starter and I'll reply tomorrow. Headed to bed))
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Post by Zz on Oct 1, 2020 9:34:10 GMT -5
BluepawIn Forest-HuntingBluepaw hadn't spoken a word to the other apprentices, knowing they would simply be boasting about how much prey they would catch over the others. Instead, he immediately put himself into his task, going through his mind of the areas of the territory that held the most prey, the most frequent hunting spots, and areas that didn't have water. In the end he settled on heading to the two-leg clearing, knowing that the creatures always dropped food and other items that prey seemed to enjoy. With it being green-leaf the clearing would be filled with them and with it, the prey and birds of the forest would be headed in to steal a meal as well.
He moved quickly, disappearing into the brush as soon as he was allowed to and immediately doing a back track so the other apprentices couldn't follow him to his hunting spot. Nearing the clearing, the scent of two-legs and dogs grew pungent, but so did the scent of prey. It wasn't long until the tom spotted a squirrel resting by a tree, eating what seemed to be a piece of two-leg food that had a hole through it's center and some weird clear sheen across the entire item.
The creature was busy and so Bluepaw took the chance and crouched down, circling around the squirrel until his scent was headed downwind of himself. With that he crept closer, keeping his eyes on the squirrel but always keeping track of the rest of his surroundings as well. When he was finally in pouncing distance he steadied, readied himself, and jumped. He caught the squirrel sqaure between his paws and killed it with a quick bite to the neck, dragging the prey over to a bush as he did. After burying the still warm body he set out once more, determined to find more for the clan.
Pineclaw was watching the apprentice go after the squirrel. He nodded with a small grin when he saw that Bluepaw headed towards the two-legs area. He was hiding in a tree following behind closely. He was watching the apprentice to make sure he was doing good and to make sure he wasn't doing anything he wasn't suppose to do. He jumped down off the tree and followed behind Bluepaw at the downward wind to make sure Bluepaw didn't scent him.
(surprise! Hope that's alright. The dog is an Australian shepherd.) |
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Post by ♥𝔉𝔯𝔬𝔰𝔱ℜ𝔬𝔰𝔢♥ on Oct 1, 2020 15:24:52 GMT -5
(RoseBlood, I'm gonna have one of my warriors out and about and ready to help Bluepaw with the dog. If that's alright.? Pineclaw can join in, if you'd like.?)
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Post by RoseBlood on Oct 1, 2020 15:29:06 GMT -5
That will be good sith me. I womt be abke to respond to a reply for a bit. Trying to put my daughter to sleep and I should be able to respond afterwards.... If she does take a nap))
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Post by applefall on Oct 1, 2020 15:55:07 GMT -5
Can Apple crush on Fennel and mayhaps totally up to the owner of Fennel become mates?
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Post by ♥𝔉𝔯𝔬𝔰𝔱ℜ𝔬𝔰𝔢♥ on Oct 1, 2020 16:15:53 GMT -5
(I'd be up to that, you don't think it'd be too crazy to have Apple(24 moons.?) and Fennel who is 47 moons be mates.? Though, now thinking about it. There was a lot of age gaps in the warrior books as well. :3 I'd be alright with that.)
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Post by ♥𝔉𝔯𝔬𝔰𝔱ℜ𝔬𝔰𝔢♥ on Oct 1, 2020 17:02:15 GMT -5
Sweetberry Palespirit // Nursery
[Zz ] ೋ༄ೋ
 Slipping into camp with a vole clamped in her jaws, Sweetberry headed straight for the nursery. Her ice-blue eyes rested on Morningdew sitting with the heavily pregnant Brindlebriar. She blinked warmly at the two of them, grateful to see that the silver warrior was taking care of the queen. It was only a matter of days before the queen would become a mother. The cream and white molly couldn't wait for the queens to have their kits. Being one, that could not have the blessing of being a mother, she got her fill of babies from the other molly's in the camp.
Turning into the nursery, the warrior picked up the very faint scent of her sister, Applenose. It was clear that the queen must be out and about. "Probably out and about with Flameheart." She mused, realizing that she hadn't spotted his sisters mate around either. She couldn't help but give a little wiggle of happiness. Her very own sister was bringing kits into this world, and she was to be an aunt soon. Her heart swelled with pure love and joy at the thought of new kits with her blood, running around the camp.
Finally, the cream and white molly's gaze found the remaining queen, Palespirit. The small, fluffy creamy white molly was laying in her normal spot, at the back of the nursery. With a gentle sigh, Sweetberry slipped up to her. Setting the vole down at the queens front paws, her gaze filled with sympathy for the little molly. She to, was due any time now. Both her and Brindlebriar would be filling the nursery alone, with Applenose joining them a little less than a moon later. Sweetberry gave the little queen a soft lick over her ears, Her stomach was huge, compared to herself, but she also looked tiny. From the warriors perspective, it was the lack of food that the expecting mother had been consuming. Ever since her mate had passed, she'd hardly ate, more of just nibbled on things. "Hey, Palespirit. I brought you some food. Will you please eat.? You have a belly full of kits to think about."
 Open// Hunting-Heading Towards Whispering Canyon
[Zz ] ೋ༄ೋ
Heading swiftly towards the opposite direction of the other apprentice, Walnutpaw headed straight for Whispering Canyon. The brownish/tan somali tom was well aware that he wasn't suppose to go to the canyon alone, so he made the decision to stay amongst the forest. He genuinely just thought that if he headed in that direction, he'd have a better chance of catching prey, as no other apprentice had headed in this direction. Most of the time, no one went this way besides to check this direction of the forest, or to accompany the leader or medicine cat to the Starcave to speak with Starclan.
Stopping in his tracks as a rustling sounded to the right of him, Walnutpaw crouched down, being sure to keep his tail still and above the ground. Opening his mouth slightly, he pinpointed a squirrel, scuffling amongst the roots of a tree. Luckily, the wind was coming towards him, so the squirrel had no idea the tom was there. The distance between him and his prey was enough to take a leap. Bunching his legs underneath him, the Somali took a might leap through the air, landing directly on the squirrel. Giving it a swift killing bite, he picked it up and buried it near a bush. "Thank you Starclan, for this prey."
Fennelhawk Bluepaw // Near Twoleg Clearing
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 Slinking quietly through the trees, the warrior kept his ears pricked for the sound of twolegs and dogs. The dark fawn tom had headed out of camp on his own. He'd chosen to check out the Twoleg Clearing, knowing that it should be full with the greenleaf season. He happened to cross the scent path of one of the clans apprentices, Bluepaw. Curiosity filled the warrior as he stuck to the shadows of bushes and trees, following the young toms scent trail. He was just rounding a tree when a horrid loud raucous barking erupted in the air. Bolting forward, the long legged tom burst into the clearing to witness Bluepaw being flung against a tree, by a medium sized fluffy dog. The apprentice tried to stand his ground, but he was clearing injured. Eyes wide with horror as the dog went after the younger tom again, Fennelhawk flung himself between the dog and Bluepaw. He slashed his claws over the dogs nose, spitting fury at it. "BACK UP, FOXDUNG."
Standing on hind legs, he slashed at the dogs muzzle, before bolting around it, claws flashing to catch its flank.
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Post by RoseBlood on Oct 1, 2020 17:05:51 GMT -5
Ivyheart tilted her head and followed Snake. "So where are you bringing me this timw Snake?" She asked him keeping pace with him and wrapping her tail around his. Her eyes filled with curiosity wheb she looked around seèing they were getting to the treeline. She oooked across the moreland and her eyes widened. "This is pretty. O havent been out this far before." She told him in awe. ((Just in case you didnt see it ♥𝔉𝔯𝔬𝔰𝔱ℜ𝔬𝔰𝔢♥)) |
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Post by ♥𝔉𝔯𝔬𝔰𝔱ℜ𝔬𝔰𝔢♥ on Oct 1, 2020 17:29:48 GMT -5
 Open// In Camp[applefall (in case you want to rp)] ೋ༄ೋ
Watching as most of the clan slipped out of camp, the scruffy orange and black calico let out a relieved huff. Her gaze followed Scorchstreak as he left with Rainpaw. She then watched her daughter, Nightstar leaving the camp with apprentices and Cobrastorm. Her son, Lightningstrike heading out of camp with Thistletongue and Twilightblaze. Walnutpaw has slipped out of camp, followed by Copperfall. Bluepaw had left, closely followed by Pineclaw. Fennelhawk had trailed off after them, clearing wanting fresh air. She'd seen Flameheart taking off after Applenose a little after dawn, by her guess to let the queen stretch her legs. She'd even witnessed Ivyheart slipping out of camp, probably on her way to collect herbs.
It didn't leave an abundance of cats in the camp, which Duskmeadow found herself enjoying. She spotted Taloneye and Amberblaze speaking amongst themselves, curious as to what the elderly warrior was doing with the elder. Speckledflame was sitting beside Striketalon, as he groomed her pelt for her. What a generous young warrior. Starclan knew that the older molly should really be retiring with her mate and sister. Then her eyes found Brindlebriar and Morningdew sharing tongues. Before catching Sweetberry slipping into the nursery to hopefully convince Palespirit to eat.
After her quiet observing, the calico let out a long yawn, before rolling onto her back, wiggling around to give her back an scratch. She stretched her legs out into the air, a purr escaping her throat. Finally, she rolled onto her stomach, eyes half closed and sleepy. Her fur was in clumps and sticking in crazy directions. Dust clouded her dark fur, making her look quite ridiculous.
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Letting out a soft purr, Snake leaned against Ivyheart as they stopped at the tree line. He let his tail stay twined with hers for a moment, before separating them and letting it sweep over the hills in front of them. "Just beyond these hills, is farmland. See that third hill over there.?" He paused to point past the first two hills of the moorland, to a third hill in the stretch of dirt land. "On the other side of that hill, is farmland. A large farmhouse and barn are there. With crops and herbs and pastures with cows and horses and sheep." He paused for a moment, shuffling his paws in slight embarrassment that he knew so much of the twoleg place. "My family has come and gone from the barn for many seasons. My mother, Lily..Well. She lives there. I haven't seen or spoken to her since she abandoned my sister and I."
He shook out the thought, nuzzling the light brown molly beside him before he headed towards the hilly terrain. He wrapped his tail over her shoulders to guide her after him.
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Post by applefall on Oct 2, 2020 10:43:02 GMT -5
Applefall Applefall had settled herself within a cozy corner of the camp, a rare time when she lets her tail unravel and pour over the ground in its complete length. The calico had pricked her ears, watching the older calico she-cat roll onto her back and pushed down a purr of amusement, replacing it with a twitch of her whiskers. She had spent the morning on dawn patrol and now had taken it upon herself to watch over the kits playing in the middle of camp. She needed a distraction from a certain tom, anyway, and this was just the right amount of anxiety she needed to keep her focused on the kits. |
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Post by Brindlebriar on Oct 2, 2020 13:54:20 GMT -5
AGH! I will get replies up as soon as I get home from work this evening! |
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Post by ♥𝔉𝔯𝔬𝔰𝔱ℜ𝔬𝔰𝔢♥ on Oct 2, 2020 13:57:52 GMT -5
Brindlebriar Hey. Quick question. Did you still want to claim one of Palespirits kits.? And did you want to Rp Brindlebriars only kit or leave it open.?
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Post by ♥𝔉𝔯𝔬𝔰𝔱ℜ𝔬𝔰𝔢♥ on Oct 2, 2020 13:58:55 GMT -5
RoseBlood Did you want to claim Applenose and Flamehearts last kit.?
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Post by RoseBlood on Oct 2, 2020 14:13:32 GMT -5
Yeah ill go ahead and claim her. Ill get a small foem up for her when I ger off work tonight. Same with posts))
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Post by Brindlebriar on Oct 3, 2020 17:17:24 GMT -5
(actually, I’ll leave brindles one kit open, that’ll be more fun. Also, if it’s okay I’d like too still to that one kit🤷🏼♀️) |
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Post by ♥𝔉𝔯𝔬𝔰𝔱ℜ𝔬𝔰𝔢♥ on Oct 3, 2020 19:09:18 GMT -5
Brindlebriar One of Palespirits kits.? That one is all yours. )
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Post by ♥𝔉𝔯𝔬𝔰𝔱ℜ𝔬𝔰𝔢♥ on Oct 4, 2020 16:13:08 GMT -5
(I hope everyone is having a good weekend. I can’t wait to Rp with you all again.)
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Post by RoseBlood on Oct 4, 2020 21:33:56 GMT -5
Sorry I havemt been on lately ive not been feeling well and.my daughter is taking up alot of my time since her first year birthday is coming up within the week. So I will be on maybe once a day or one every other day until next week or so. I will try to get a reply up for you guys here in a minute. It wont be fancy ad I am on my phone though))
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Post by Zz on Oct 5, 2020 17:10:48 GMT -5
Bluepaw
In Forest-Hunting-Spectated by Pineclaw
Bluepaw let out a sigh of relief as Fennelhawk appeared and began to fight the dog. With his strength and courage returning, and a clanmate by his side, Bluepaw jumped forward once more and joined the other in their attacks. He darted for the face before sliding beside and getting them down the side. Once he had a clear shot he bit down on the dog's tail as hard as he could, jumping back afterwards just in time to miss the canine's sharp bite. This only continues for a few more moments before the dog realized it was beat and turned tail and ran, whimpering and whining the whole way. Bluepaw took several deep breaths, letting his heartbeat calm as he bled from a wound on his head and another on his leg. Not only that but pain and swelling was beginning to appear on his right side where he hit the tree. Ignoring all of that though the apprentice turned to the other. "Thank you Fennelhawk, I'm not sure what would've happened if you hadn't come to help."
Palespirit
In Nursery-With Sweetberry
The heavily pregnant she-cat barely even moved, actually, she barely even registered that the other had spoken to her at all. It had been ten sunrises since her mate had finally given out from greencough and the kits were soon to be due. But ever since that day the queen hadn't moved, hadn't eaten, and had only lapped up a few drinks of water here and there. Her skin hung on her frame as though were merely a skeleton in a cloak and her eyes were now dull and sullen, sunken in a darker than anyone had ever seen them before. It wasn't until she felt the prey touch her paw that her head moved slowly, almost alien like, and her eyes found the face of Sweetberry. Her eyes... there was nothing left inside Palespirit. She was empty, deserted, devoid of all life and light. Merely an empty shell as she stared at the other, not even opening her jaws to speak.
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Post by ♥𝔉𝔯𝔬𝔰𝔱ℜ𝔬𝔰𝔢♥ on Oct 5, 2020 17:25:14 GMT -5
(Did you want to RP Copperfall with Walnutpaw.? Zz I posted a starter for Walnutpaw in case you wanted to Rp them together.) |
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Post by ♥𝔉𝔯𝔬𝔰𝔱ℜ𝔬𝔰𝔢♥ on Oct 5, 2020 17:26:03 GMT -5
(Also! I’ll get responses up around 8!!)
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Post by Zz on Oct 5, 2020 19:34:43 GMT -5
I forgot that Copper was Walnut's mentor sowwy.
I'll reply to it in just a little . After the replies for my other post is up so I can just reply all at once.
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Post by ♥𝔉𝔯𝔬𝔰𝔱ℜ𝔬𝔰𝔢♥ on Oct 5, 2020 20:30:53 GMT -5
( Reposting Walnutpaw for you. Made a bit longer.) Walnutpaw - -
Hunting between camp and whispering canyon. - -
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Zz Heading swiftly towards the opposite direction of the other apprentice, Walnutpaw headed straight for Whispering Canyon. The brownish/tan somali tom was well aware that he wasn't suppose to go to the canyon alone, so he made the decision to stay amongst the forest. He genuinely just thought that if he headed in that direction, he'd have a better chance of catching prey, as no other apprentice had headed in this direction. Most of the time, no one went this way besides to check this direction of the forest, or to accompany the leader or medicine cat to the Starcave to speak with Starclan.
Stopping in his tracks as a rustling sounded to the right of him, Walnutpaw crouched down, being sure to keep his tail still and above the ground. Opening his mouth slightly, he pinpointed a squirrel, scuffling amongst the roots of a tree. Luckily, the wind was coming towards him, so the squirrel had no idea the tom was there. The distance between him and his prey was enough to take a leap. Bunching his legs underneath him, the Somali took a might leap through the air, landing directly on the squirrel. Giving it a swift killing bite, he picked it up and buried it near a bush. "Thank you Starclan, for this prey."
After hiding his squirrel, he turned in the direction of birdsong. Opening his mouth slightly, he could pick up the familiar scent of a pigeon. Slipping stealthily along the forest floor, the tom headed for the sounds of the bird. He made sure that he moved slowly, avoiding making any noise, and staying downwind of the bird. Walnutpaw stopped short, as he spotted the pigeon, a nice and plump one, pecking at the ground. Slinking forwards slowly, the brown apprentice moved up to the bird until he was close enough to pounce. Bunching his legs beneath him, he took a leap, a growl of excitement escaping his throat. He had alerted the pigeon, which let out a warning cry, its wings spreading to take flight. Walnutpaw was faster though, landing square on the birds wings and giving it a killing bite. He once again thanked Starclan, before picking up the large bird.
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Zz - - Sweetberry almost thought the queen hadn't heard her, as she made no movement or response to her presence. Let alone to her speaking. When the mother to be finally moved her head, coming almost nose to nose with Sweetberry, the warrior almost stepped back. Uneasiness started to fall over the molly at the blank expression within Palespirit's eyes. It was as if the queen's spirit had died with her mate, leaving the shell of a body behind, to fend for itself. The mother to be, simply looked as if she would parish, the moment her kits left her body.
The cream and white molly felt her heart ache for the little queen. With a soft sigh, she was determined to get a response from the molly. To get her to eat. Settling down at Palespirit's side, Sweetberry gave her back and sides a soft and slow grooming. She would start by cleaning to queens fur. In between laps of her tongue, the warrior spoke. "Palespirit. I know that the loss of your mate is a horrible thing, and no one is telling you to stop mourning..But..If you do not snap out of it..If you do not eat and take care of yourself, you could lose your kits. Is that what you want.?"
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Zz - - Almost matching step for step with the apprentice, as they chased off the dog, Fennelhawk let out another snarl, lashing at the dogs nose. He couldn't help but feel some sort of admiration for the little tom. It almost felt as if they had trained for this moment, when in reality, the two had never even practiced battle moves together. He let out a triumphant yowl as the dog turned and fled from them. "GOOD RIDDANCE, YOU FLEA-PELT."
Turning with a huff, catching his breath, the dark brown tom let his yellow eyes land on the small body of Bluepaw. The brown and white tabby was standing, blood oozing from a spot on both his leg and head. Eyes widening slightly, the warrior only acknowledged the apprentices thanks with a flick of his ears. He lapped his tongue over the wound on his leg. "Clean your leg. Then we need to get you back to camp. You got pretty banged up." Between his fussing, the warrior paused to touch his nose to Bluepaw's ear, a soft purr escaping him. "You fought like a warrior, Bluepaw. Good job." |
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Post by Zz on Oct 5, 2020 21:23:49 GMT -5
Bluepaw
In Forest-Hunting-With Fennelhawk
Bluepaw chuckled lightly and gave a small nod as he leaned down and licked at his wounds. Once finished he sat up and looked at Fennelhawk with bright eyes. "I'm nearly old enough for my warrior ceremony so I would hope I fight like one." He looked around slowly before scenting the air. "No signs of that dog coming back. I have some prey to pick up. Wanna help?"
Palespirit
In Nursery-With Sweetberry
The queen barely moved, barely even gave a sign of life as her eyes merely glazed over even more at mention of her mate, a stray tear slipping slowly down her cheek as she seemed to suddenly be transported back in time to when she was happy... to when he was with her, sunbathing, the two chatting about what they would name their kits. That was her last happy memory... the next day he had come down with greencough and only a few days after that he had... died. At word of her kits though she seemed to shift just a bit and just a small bit of life flickered into her eyes as the smell of prey finally hit her and she realized just how hungry she was. In only a couple bites the food was gone and the queen seemed to once again turn to stone once more.
Copperfall
In forest-Spectating Walnutpaw
Copperfall followed after the apprentice slowly, making sure to keep downwind but still jumping at every odd noise or rustle. Why was he chosen to be a mentor? He was scared of everything! He was even scared of admitted his feelings to the one cat in the clan that he liked! He was in no way fit to be a mentor. Yet here he was, stalking through the territory after his apprentice to keep track of a hunting assessment that had been sprung on everyone by surprise. Ugh, curse this, curse all of this! He had burrs in his fur from accidentally jumping into a patch of them when he got scared by a bird taking flight and mud soaked his paws from him not noticing a ditch that was filled with the horrid stuff. Still, he continued on. He nodded in solid approval at his apprentice's hunting skills and his choice of where to hunt.
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And we all completely understand. Take your time.)
