Tempestclan: The Wild and Restless Open

"Just let me know if there is anything I can do to help." Wolfstar said. He didn't want the young cat to be left out. Perhaps, he could put him in charge of the apprentices to make sure they do their chores.

"That's great." Socrchtail smiled at her, glad that she seemed to be doing well. He felt a little unsure what more to talk to her about, it was like there was some newly formed distance between them. Maybe this was enough for today, he'd try to talk to her again later. With a stretch he got up from his sitting postion. "Well, I'm heading out for now. Let me know if I can do anything for you." He meowed a goodbye and headed towards the entrance. A good hunt would surely clear his head.

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Shellpaw's green eyes twinkled as she followed her mentor into the forest. She'd waited so long for the day to be out of the nursery and explore what was beyond camp. While they walked her senses were hightened, taking in all the new expieriences. The sounds, the smells, the way everything looked bigger than she expected. Once they reached the pond she glanced over the water in awe. She wasn't quickly impressed with other cats, or other things in general but this was a very nice place to visit on her first walk around the territory. "It's wonderful." She meowed simply and padded over to the edge of the pond. "Do you come here often?" She asked, glancing back at Parsleypatch.

(So thought my post went through but I guess not)

Snowfeather waited until Scorchtail was gone before letting out a sigh. She glances around at her clanmates before walking off to a quiet section of camp. She was going out to hunt but decided she would wait until Scorchtail gets back.


"It's my pleasure." Wolfstar says.

"Are you excited for leaf-fall?" Wolfstar asked deciding to switch to a different topic.

"I'm excited for the colors and I'm hoping for some peace." Wolfstar said. He wanted himself and his clan to have a moment to breathe and relax peacefully.

Wolfstar chuckles a little at his comment. "Maybe, I haven't given it much thought. If I'm not to busy."

"Someone I can lean on when things get tough, someone kind, loving but can handle themselves in a fight." Wolfstar said after some thought. He wouldn't mind having someone to talk too after a long day.

Parsleypatch with Shellpaw

"I used to come here alot. But now that I've bonded with some new cats in the clan I've come here less." Parselypatch said. She looked over the water and sighed happily. "So I said I'd help you to differentiate between smells put here. That's the first step to being able to hunt and patrol." She sniffed the air picking up scents of vole, mouse, and rabbit. There were also the scents of the green plants and all the forests. "What do you smell?"


Palerose with Sandfeather

Palerose nodded as Sandfeather said that her apprentice was great. "I would love to be a mentor but I'm pretty young still. I've got some growing to do before I'm prepared to teach someone so much."

"You're too hard on yourself, you're not that old Wolfstar"he said, shaking his head

"Sure, I could eat"he made his way over to the fresh kill pile, looking around for something that caught his eye

Hello! I would like to join, simply as a warrior. I am very new to this place, so I am still navigating it!
I'll enter a form to join here, Please tell me if I need to add/remove anything from here, but here is my character! I may not be overly active, but I will try to meet the 3-4 posts each week!

(Reposted, due to self error, sorry if it shows up somewhere else random!)

(Drama llama, red pajamas.)


Name:
Clearpond

Physical Description:
A grey and white tom cat with a sleek pelt. He has a thin, scrawny form that is quite energetic and bubbly. He has a very light grey on him, that coats the top of his head, and he has a white-bridged shape marking on his nose, with a half-muzzle kind of marking. His flanks have a grey cape-like shape on them, a white underbelly, white legs, white neck, with a grey, left front paw. His tail is half grey, half white. He has a round face shape and dull blue eyes. he has a spot of pigment on his nose, but overall his nose is a dusty-grey color, the pigment being just darker. Distant, far and few stripes are to be seen on his pelt.
Age:
29 Moons
Personality:
An optimistic, yet static cat, with a keen sense of only the paw steps ahead of himself. He finds lack in a battle-hungry mood. He is energetic, bubbly, heartfelt, respectable, impulsive, and selfless. He has a good temperament, yet he can be selfish and morose when he feels it is right. He can often find himself distancing himself, for the sake of staying out of the drama. He missed his overly-social personality when he was just a kit.

Rank: Warrior

Crush: None.
(Open)
Mates: None.
(Open)
Family:
(Mother/father is dead.)

Background:
Clearkit was born in the clans, and he had a pretty cheery kit-hood. He does not have any siblings. One time he ate a bug from the logs, and he got sick from it. Otherwise, he was a very social kit, and he loved the game of hide and seek along the Two-leg remains. When he became an apprentice, Clearpaw oftentimes lacks motivation or was far too optimistic. He oftentimes liked to climb the steep hill near the camp, when his mentor had reluctantly let him. He was grief-stricken when his mother died of unknown circumstances to him or the others, Just one day, she did not wake from her slumber. He got over that, with the support of his mentor. He was very skillful in hunting, He hated battle training practice, and oftentimes felt more urges to hunt. When he had reached 13 moons, he was overjoyed to find that his mentor had allowed him, He had a storm, perfectly in time for his 'Final Test' He was drenched, cold, and hungry by the time he returned. He got his name Clearpond. During his time as a warrior, he oftentimes participated in patrols, when it came to hunting. He was glad to never be offered a higher position in the clan, he enjoyed a simple life. He had thought of a mate sometimes but decided that it was not that important. He waited till somebody would come to him. His father had just left one day without a word when it was a drizzle, it poured later that day, and stormed. He was never to be found again as his scent had been washed away. He did not have a strong connection with his father, since he had finished his apprenticeship. He got over the loss soon. He likes to walk through life as it comes at him.

Screen Name:
Honeycreek

"See anything you like?" Wolfstar asked. He considered a mouse or a squirrel but wanted to see what Sparrowcall would choose or if he wanted to share.

"There's a Robin, could be good"he said, tail flicking"what are you in the mood for though?"

He nodded, following after the tom. He winced softly"might go see Sageflower later. Starting to hurt a bit"he said softly