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Newtwing gave a nod. "Of course," she said. Even the warrior had to stand there and think for a moment, before she went into the move making sure to go slowly so Willowpaw could understand. She moved onto her side and doing a half turn she clawed at the air before rolling over back to her paws. She shook out her fur to get out any dirt that had gotten into it.

hurray for internet saving things)
Newtwing watched her apprentice and she chuckled. "I'm glad the better you get at that, the quicker your moves can be done and when you get knocked back or off your paws by an opponent you can get back up faster then most," she said to her. She was amazed with how fast Willowpaw picked up on the two moves, the warrior thinking it was going to take some time, but she was happy that wasn't the case that just meant there was more time for learning new things then having to dwell on soemthing.

Swanpaw got up out of her nest, having not slept since dark forest training. At least I'm only on patrol, she thought. She walked out of the apprentice den to see Lynxpaw, Ivyspirit standing outside. "Who else is on patrol?"

Hawkgrip turned to face Birchcloud, his fur a bit ruffled from the sleep before. "Alright, be right there." He padded out of the den to join the other warriors.

Willowpaw followed behind Newtwing and kept an eye out for moss. When she spotted some she paused and scratched at it until clumps were gathered in her paws. She picked at it finding any debris that was in it.

Ivyspirit looked at the group. "Should we ead out now that we have everyone," he asked, wanting to be sure everyone was up for it before they left.

Newtwing helped Willowpaw search the moss for any debris. "It looks like it is safe," she said not seeing anything in the moss.

Newtwing gave a nod. "It should hopefully be dry by the time we are back at camp and if it isnt we can place it somewhere in the camp where the sun will hit it to dry it," she said, before taking the rest into her mouth,

Newtwing let the apprentice go through the entrance first. She looked around the cave opening for a good place for the moss to get put to where it can dry but be out of the way of the other cats to ensure the moss doesnt get trampled.

Newtwing gave her a nod. "That is a great place," she said. Letting her apprentice lead the way to the spot, carefully setting the moss down in the sun. "Why don't you go grab something to eat or some rest, and later today we could do some more training if you want?"

Birchcloud - outside camp - Ivyspirit, Swanpaw, Lynxpaw, Cherrypetal, Hawkgrip
Birchcloud returned to the group with Hawpgrip at his heels and flicked his tail. "I believe we are all here. Ivyspirit, lead the way," he mewed, allowing the silver tom to be the head of this patrol. Following behind, the cream tom slowed to walk beside his apprentice. "Since we're going to patrol near the river, I think this might be the perfect time to practice some fishing, hm?"

Lynxpaw - outside camp - Ivyspirit, Swanpaw, Cherrypetal, Hawkgrip, Birchcloud
Lynxpaw gave a soft huff as the patrol set out, not particularly happy about being in such a large group the morning. But he wanted to impress Coldclaws, even though the golden tabby couldn't be sure that the Dark Forest tom could see him. He had to have some way of seeing the living. How else could he have known about Lynxpaw and his want for power, or his need for something great?

Tangle - Cliffclan territory - Wolf
Tangle watched as his friend got up to go and chuckled. "I know you won't. Don't worry, I said I'd be careful. If I'm not back by sun-high, come look for me, ok?" The brown tabby gazed after the gray and white tom before standing and padding further along the cliff edge. Soon, he could hear the rumble of a river and could just see its glimmering surface beyond the trees. A river meant open space, where he didn't want to be. Instead of heading towards the river, he climbed into the lowest branches of a nearby tree and scouted around the area.

Ferret - above the canyon - Mac, Carolina
Ferret dove after the squirrel as it leaped toward the trees, hammering through the undergrowth as though her life depended on it. The squirrel darted to the left and managed to reach a tall tree, but the grey she-cat would not be outdone. She leaped over the hole that opened up in her path to the tree. She didn’t even notice the two young cats hind lung within it for protection. Leaping up into the tree, she chased after the squirrel until the branches were too thin to hang onto. Disappointed, she made her way down the tree and decided to go check the hole out. Perhaps there was prey?

Shortsun - nursery - Firekit, Stonekit
Shortsun stretched her front legs out, careful not to bump the tiny bodies at her side. She had slowly grown used to the needy mews of the loner kits she had found and was quite fond of them. Just the other day, she had managed to find out their names, and she had changed them so they fit the traditions of the clan. Firekit was the solid gray one, his previous name having fit perfectly into the traditions. But the gray and white kit's name, Lucifer, had made Shortsun think a bit. She had eventually come up with Stonekit and the two seemed to be fitting right in. Softly, the ginger she-cat nosed each in turn as they shifted in their sleep, hoping to get them up and playing in the sunlight.

Primrosedawn - Cliffclan territory - Ashenleaf
Primrosedawn shook her head and padded over to cuff the gray tom over the ears lightly. "As if I need it," she continued in her teasing voice. Turning around to pad further into the forest, she scented a crow. As it came into view, she realized it was smaller than it was at first glance. "Ashenleaf," she whispered. "I think this little crow is the perfect prey for you to practice on." Grinning, she crouched low so that she wouldn't scare it away before Ashenleaf made the kill.

(Nice! Hey Dark!!)

Shortsun - nursery - Firekit, Stonekit
Shortsun purred at the sight of the gray tom-kit. "How are you this morning, dear?" The ginger she-cat began licking at the stray tufts of fur that stuck up on Firekit's pelt.

Ivyspirit-outside camp- Swanpaw, Lynxpaw, Hawkgrip, Cherrypetal, Birchcloud
Ivyspirit lead the group out of the camp and towards the river. The silver tom kept his ears perked for any sign of danger. He flicked his ear as they neared the river, hearing the flow of water getting closer, picking up his pace a bit.

Ashenleaf-cliffclan territory-Primrosedawn
Ashenleaf chuckled at her teasing. Spotting the crow he crouched as he stalked forward. He didn't mind the size, and granted he wouldn't admit it, he was bad with birds. The tom carefully placed his paws as he drew closer to the bird hoping to catch it this time around. Readying his hunches and leapt forward nearly catching the crow, but the tom forgot about the wings in his haste and it managed to fly off. "Fox dung," he muttered.

Firekit squirmed and squeaked in indignation over being bathed. "You stop that" He squirmed some more batting at Shortsun gently. His paw struck her nose at one point but it was a soft strike. His fur was smoothed down though.

(anyone have an opening for me,snowpaw?))

ok ill take Deerflower and I'm new so I would want an opening rp for Snowpaw sometime))