𓂀𝕊𝕥𝕣𝕖𝕟𝕘𝕥𝕙 𝕠𝕗 𝟛[𝔽𝕣𝕠𝕤𝕥 & 𝔹𝕝𝕦𝕖 & 𝕊𝕜𝕪]

~THE STORY SO FAR~

~A Clan wakes while a kit dreams~

FROST
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Echo
Location: Twoleg's Peak
With: Flower & Willow(~Skyblaze~ ) & Jasper(little blu ♥ )
"I know you may feel like the world is small. But there is greatness in store for you and your siblings. A flash of bronze, a sturdy willow and an echo that will shake the future."

The words spoken to her seemed to fill her ears with a howl as she dreamed. While they started off as a familiar tone, then ended with the sound of a thousand voices. Beside her stood the pretty star-lit blue tinged molly, Skyripple, that often visited her dreams since she could walk. For the last six moons she had dreams full of herbs and healing and wild cats that roamed the lands outside the town. The starry warrior that visited her almost every night had claimed to be one of the founding members of a clan that made their home near a beautiful waterfall in a small gorge tucked away in the large forest territory right by the town. Or 'Twolegplace' as the starry warrior had mentioned to her. She'd told her stories of the clan growing and the ways of their life. From the youngest kit, to the oldest elder. How molly's often became queens and had at least one set of kits in their life. How kit's grew into apprentices and trained to be strong fighters and hunters for their clans. And the clan had a head warrior to lead them with a second in command. A leader and deputy, as she had said. And then their was a word that always peaked her interest. 'Medicine cat' That's what Skyripple was when she was alive and what she claimed Echo needed to train for.

"How are we suppose to be great, if we are stuck in the town as house cats.?" The words hardly left her mouth as Skyripple started to fade and her vision started to brighten with a light. Immediately, Echo was aware that she was about to wake from another dream. "Wait! Skyripple! I don't understand!"

"It is time to find your father, little Echo. It is time to leave your nest and start your destiny."

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Blinking open large green eyes, sunshine flickered against the amber slits in them. A yawn revealed sharp rows of teeth as the little orange and white molly woke from her dream. She lay alone on a large tower that sat against a window. Sunshine warmed her flank and a sigh escaped her maw. While she had been having these dreams for 6 moons now, not once had Skyripple insisted she leave her mother and their human. The lady that homed them was elderly, but sweet. She had loved them tenderly and taken the best care of them. Yet, Echo couldn't help but feel restless, like her paws belonged somewhere else. She'd never asked much about her father, just known that he lived in the woods outside of the town. Now, Echo wondered if he belonged to the clan of warriors that the starry warrior had spoken of so many times.

Getting to her delicate paws, the small molly gave a stretch with her back arching up. After a moment, she looked around for her mother and siblings. It didn't take long to see the familiar tortoiseshell shape, curled up on the lap of their human. Sadness flickered in her gaze as she watched the pair, both snoozing in a chair. Would her mother forgive them if they left her.? Could they convince her to come with.? Would her siblings join her.? After a moment of watching, she turned and leaped down from the tower where she had lay. It didn't take long to find Willow and Jasper. "Hey. I had one of those dreams again." The words slipped from her maw as she padded up to them. "Skyripple seems to think it's time for us to leave home and go to the forest. She said it's time to find our father. Start our destiny." She sat beside them, eyes wide and confused. The little molly had told her siblings of her dreams from the very beginning. "Do you think father is one of those clan warriors I told you about.?"


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Mothstar
Location: Scout's lookout
With: Brightpool(little blu ♥ )
The days seemed to drag by with a dullness the older Mothstar got. She loved her clan, no one could doubt that, she had just seen many seasons. She had led her clan for almost 65 moons, only a 25 moon old warrior when she received her 9 lives. Now, she only had 2 of those lives left. She didn't regret anything in her life, having given her clan many seasons of peace. Sure, they dealt with foxes, eagles and twolegs every once in awhile, but her clan hadn't known much chaos since the bought of greencough that wiped through the clan. She had been deputy when that happened and watched as Falconstar took his last breath. The medicine cat had lost his life in that same season from the same sickness. It'd been a horrible loss. Poor Brightpool had lost her mentor, Quiveringfern as she had lost her mentor and friend Falconstar. However, together the two of them had built the clan up from the sickness and loss and learned to lead the clan with each other to lean on.

As she thought of the elderly medicine cat beside her as they sat in the tree that hung over the waterfall that hid their home, Mothstar couldn't help but give a rusty purr. The friendship she'd built with the white and grayish brown dappled molly was beautiful. She didn't trust another soul as much as she trusted her. But now, she couldn't help but be concerned for her friend. She wasn't young anymore and anything could happen. They both knew that. So what was holding her friend back from choosing an apprentice.? Turning her clouding yellowish/blue eyes on the molly, she decided to question her again. "Brightpool. You know I've never doubted your decisions before. But this one I worry about. You've had plenty of choices in the last few moons. What is holding you back from taking an apprentice.? You know as well as I do that anything could happen."


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Mountainpaw
Location: Jumpers tree
With: Thornflame(~Skyblaze~ )
"Come on, Mountainpaw. Are you a mouse or a cat. You can do this." Mountainpaw's voice boomed as she scolded herself. She'd been an apprentice for 3 moons now and still struggled to climb Jumper's tree. The massive tree had branches that moved for what felt like many fox-lengths. It's roots twisted and bulged from the earth around them. It's branches reaching to the sun, or so it felt to her. It was the place where all the apprentices of Eagleclan learned to hunt, climb and fight amongst the trees. Yet, she had never been able to get more than a few branches up without either, backing out in fear or slipping and falling. This time, she froze on the third branch, eyes wide and scared as she looked down at her mentors shape below. Nausea filled her and the world spun slightly. Trying to blink away her fear, the pretty white and silver molly tried to launch herself to the next branch. She'd seen the younger apprentices do it multiple times. Paws scrambled as she mistimed her jump, she struggled to hold onto the branches. After a moment, she fell down the tree, hitting a branch on the way down. She fell with a plop to the forest floor, groaning in pain. While she wasn't hurt, the wind had been knocked out of her.


"I'll never become a warrior if I can't climb. That's what makes Eagleclan...Well...Eagleclan." After a moment of catching her breath. the words came spilling out of her maw. Scrambling to her paws, the large molly sighed heavily. She couldn't imagine how disappointed the deputy, who happened to be her mentor, must feel. To get stuck with an apprentice that was scared of heights. "I just don't understand why I get so fearful up there. A kit could climb better than I could."

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Adderpaw
Location: In camp.
With: Cinderpaw(~Skyblaze~ )
Adderpaw had been an apprentice for a moon. He'd done his best to learn all he could. Yet, he'd been hesitant to move on without Cinderpaw, Nightpaw and Batpaw. While the group was a moon younger than him and Russetpaw, they'd practically grown together in the nursery. But more than that, he'd found himself missing Cinderpaw. The little bright russet molly had been his closest friend in the nursery and he'd always been fond of her. Though he had still yet to understand the true meaning of what he felt or the pull he had towards her. At his age, he knew he cared for her, but saw his fondness for her as a friendship.

Now, the tom sat in his nest, amber eyes glued to Cinderpaw as she started to stir beside him. She'd been apprenticed just a few dawns before and had easily found a nest beside him in the apprentices den. Life seemed better now that her and her siblings had joined the apprentices. Though, the den was starting to get full. There were 10 of them now, keeping the clan on their toes as they tried to both train and keep the apprentices out of trouble.

After a moment, Adderpaw finally touched his nose to Cinderpaw's ear-tip. Their mentors would be coming to get them soon. Maybe they could train together. Or patrol or hunt. "Time to wake. Our mentors will be hunting us down soon. It's best to meet them in the main clearing, instead of them having to find us."


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Sweetcloud
Location: Twisted roots
With: Kitewing(little blu ♥ )
Love.
Sweet. Gentle.
Wonderful. Love.
Warmth.
Happiness.
Peace.

These were all things she felt when she looked at the handsome tom beside her. The thick mane around the black tom's next puffed out as he sat beside her in the branches of the Twisted Roots. The two trees twined together, resembling the lives of two warriors twining together when they became mates. This had become Sweetcloud's favorite place to be with her beloved mate. It had been the spot where she had confessed her affections for the younger warrior when he first received his name. Not many moons later, it'd been the spot that Kitewing had asked her to be his mate. Over 23 moons ago, she had brought her mate her to tell him they were expecting kits. Now, as they sat together, the words she wanted to say seemed to stick on the tip of her tongue.

Tail wrapped over her slightly swollen belly, Sweetcloud thought of the shock her mate might feel when she told him. She'd just found out earlier that morning when Brightpool had pulled her aside to inform her. Sweetcloud had imagined after so many moons since her kits had been in the nursery with her, she wouldn't have another litter. Now, here they were. She wasn't upset about it, Kitewing was a good father in her eyes. "Kitewing. I wanted to tell you.." She paused as she turned dark green eyes on the handsome tom. "Well..there will be some little ones running around our paws again soon." Brightpool had estimated that in a moon and a half, she would be bringing kits into the world. She would fill out soon, unable to keep her pregnancy a secret.

She held her breath as she waited for the toms reaction and couldn't help but feel anxious. For herself. For her mate. For her clan. Oh. And for her apprentice. Who would finish out Primrosepaw's training.? She would be able to train her for a little over a half moon, before having to move to the nursery. She knew she'd have to inform Mothstar and Thornflame later that evening.


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Nightpaw
Location: In camp
With: Batpaw(little blu ♥ )
Dropping a squirrel at her brothers paws, Nightpaw stood with a triumphant look on her face. The brown creature was plump and warm, just freshly caught. Giving a little hot on black paws, the black and white bengal molly gave a mighty purr. "Look at what I caught, Batpaw!" Light blue eyes sparkled as she nudged it closer to the black tom. "Thistlehaze took me out for a dawn hunt and said I could bring this back to share!" She glanced around to see if her sister had appeared from the apprentice's hollow. It was no shocker to know she hadn't emerged yet, especially with Adderpaw still in his nest. The two were like two peas in a pod.

Turning her attention back to Batpaw, Nightpaw plopped down beside the tom. Chattering like a starling, "Thistlehaze says I'm one of the best hunters he's seen. He's tested me the last 3 dawns since we received our apprentice names! Said I had my hunters crouch and leap right on point!" She swiped her tail against her brothers side as she went on. "What does Emberdrift have in store for you.? He always seems to sleep in, unless he is forced to go on dawn patrol." She'd noticed even when she was a kit how the young warrior preferred only to emerge from the Warriors hollow when the sun had risen in the sky. Yet, when he was awake, he was attentive to the clan.


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Wolfkit
Location: Medicine cats den
With: Hawkkit(~Skyblaze~ ) & Mousekit(little blu ♥ )
Slinking through the shadows of the cave that made Eagleclan's home, Wolfkit led his two siblings towards the medicine cat's den. Their mother, Moonlily, had been fast asleep in the large feather filled nest in the nursery. It hadn't taken much for the mischievous duo to find something to do. Now, as he peaked his head into the medicine cat's cave, an excited rumble exploded from his throat. Waving his stubby tail, the little cream and brown kit dove into the cave. He kept his paws light, even though he had seen Brightpool leave with Mothstar. Exploding out of the tunnel that led to the den, he found himself in a wide opening. Crevices lined one wall of the den with more herbs than he could count. A small pool formed under a pointed rock in the ceiling where water dripped from a crack in the ceiling.

"Whoaa.." He could barely get the words out as he scurried towards the herb piles. Bright berries caught his eyes and the kit pawed them across the den floor towards Mousekit and Hawkkit. "Look at this! Don't they look yummy!?" While they had been warned multiple times to never eat anything they didn't know was safe, Wolfkit couldn't help but want to try the herbs that scattered along the wall. He turned back and pawed at a few different herbs, sending leaves and flowers flying all over the den. A sneeze escaped from him, sending poppy seeds scattering around him. "Ooops!"

SKY
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Willow | Twoleg's Peak | Echo (♥𝔉𝔯𝔬𝔰𝔱ℜ𝔬𝔰𝔢♥ ), Jasper (little blu ♥ )
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Willow fixed her littermate with a skeptical blue gaze, clearly unconvinced. While she supported her sister and they were close, the little tortoiseshell had never put much stock in the idea of starry cats and ferocious fighters outside of town. “Even if he was, it sounds dangerous.” She pointed out with a flick of her tail. “We see enough of fighting cats around the town. We hear them hissing and screeching every night, fighting over the housefolk’s garbage. And from the sound of things, these forest cats are even worse. Is this really the best decision?” Just the thought of meeting cats so vicious and aggressive was daunting.

Willow had never had any strange dreams, and a life away from the warm and comfortable house sounded isolating and frightening. Though she sounded unsure, her gaze was solemn. She would look out for siblings no matter what they chose, even if the decision didn’t sit right with her. Willow could be stubborn and a bit spoiled, and downright difficult to get along with at the worst, but she was also confident, assertive, and loyal. It would be worth it to get her on board, but that wouldn’t be easy unless things made sense to her. “At the very least, we should talk to mother, don’t you think?” She mused, a bit grumpily. All the talk about leaving had her on edge. Not to mention, she hadn’t eaten yet, so she was both hungry and grumpy. Not the best combination. She whipped her head around to look at her brother. “What do you think of all this, Jasper?” She questioned. It had always been a good thing that there were three of them. Ties would always be broken, and they were a good mix of personalities.

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Thornflame | Jumper's Tree | Mountainpaw (♥𝔉𝔯𝔬𝔰𝔱ℜ𝔬𝔰𝔢♥ )
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From below the tree, Thornflame’s russet and brown form could barely be seen, blending in with the leaf litter of the forest floor. Only vivid green eyes, fixed upon his apprentice up in the trees, showed that there was indeed a cat there. The eyes widened in alarm as Mountainpaw missed her jump, and the silver and white she-cat tumbled unceremoniously to the ground. “Mountainpaw!” The deputy mewed as he leaped over to her side. He nosed her carefully, but the branch hadn’t been too high, so no damage had been done. Letting out a small puff of air, the tom leaned back and let his apprentice get to her feet.

While most of Mountainpaw’s training had been progressing great, climbing remained the one hurdle she seemed unable to overcome. It had been three moons since they’d been coming to this tree. While large, it had numerous branches from top to bottom, perfect for even a skittish beginner to learn how to climb. Thornflame had initially expected it to be easy. Even the most uncomfortable apprentices managed Jumper’s Tree a few sunrises into their apprenticeship. By three moons in, the other apprentices would have moved on to the much taller mountain trees that spiraled out from the crags into the sky. Those were slippery and bare of many branches, but by that point the apprentices would be much more confident climbers. That’s how it had been for him and every other EagleClan cat as long as he could remember. That’s what made mentoring this particular obstacle so difficult; he’d never experienced anything like it. Climbing and jumping came easily to him, and he loved the exhilaration of that moment between branches, the wind in his fur and nothing beneath his paws.

Nevertheless, he could see how frustrated Mountainpaw looked with herself, and he was determined to not let his apprentice see any of his concerns on his face. “Don’t say that.” He replied gently, flicking her ear with his white tail-tip. “You’re doing just fine. You just need to forget about the ground and stop looking down. Just think about the branch you’re on and the branch in front of you.” Shaking out his pelt, he looked up at the tree. It seemed so much smaller than it had when he had been an apprentice, and he wondered just how big it appeared to Mountainpaw. “Why don’t we try it together?” He suggested. “We’ll just go one branch at a time, me and you. You can stop whenever you want.” And it’ll be easier to catch her if she panics. He noted mentally.

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Cinderpaw | Apprentice's Den | Adderpaw (♥𝔉𝔯𝔬𝔰𝔱ℜ𝔬𝔰𝔢♥ )
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It took a moment for Cinderpaw to awaken, but once she did, it seemed the russet she-cat was full of energy as usual. Her golden eyes were brimming with enthusiasm, and only warmed further as she looked at Adderpaw. Then, her fluffy tail shot up like a rocket. “Adderpaw!” She mewed cheerfully. “Good morning! Is it past sunhigh? Have I been sleeping all day? Shadowmask is going to have my tail!” She then paused, blinking as she realized that it was not yet sunhigh, and that she was fine. Then, unfazed, the torrent continued. “What do you think we’ll be doing today? Hunting? Fighting? I hope its hunting, I’m starving! I think I could eat a whole rabbit! In fact I think I’ll check the fresh-kill pile now! I hope they have vole…”

Still continuing on like a chattering starling, she pranced around her denmate merrily. There was rarely a moment when Cinderpaw wasn’t a ball of shining optimism that couldn’t melt the stony exterior of even the most hardened cat. She was sweet to a fault, bubbly and hyper. Underneath it all though, she was also kind and a genuinely good friend. She was also quite smart. Any cat who mistook her for a naïve airhead was sorely mistaken. “Come on, Adderpaw!” She urged once more. “All the good pieced will be gone!”

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Hawkkit | Medicine Den | Wolfkit (♥𝔉𝔯𝔬𝔰𝔱ℜ𝔬𝔰𝔢♥ ), Mousekit (little blu ♥ )
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Hawkkit hung back slightly, a little more apprehensive at this mission than his littermates. He prodded a juniper berry as it came to a clattering stop by his brown paws, blue eyes showing he was clearly skittish about all this. "We really shouldn't be in here, Wolfkit." He mewed solemnly, bending down to sniff the bright scarlet berry, before turning back to glance nervously at the den entrance. His white fur was ruffled slightly and his tail flicked every few seconds, displaying his agitation. Hawkkit had always been a straight-laced type, serious and introspective. He was also quite protective of his siblings however, so he'd follow them anymore, no mater how mousebrained he thought the scheme was.

He let out a soft sigh as he watched Wolfkit surrounded by the mess he'd just made. This was going to be bad when Brightpool returned. "StarClan save us from Mothstar." He grumbled softly as he padded deeper into the den. If he was going to be stuck here, he might as well make the best of it. He sniffed curiously at the large, tangy smelling dock leaves, then scrunched his nose at the acrid yarrow. The tansy had a much more pleasant scent, and despite himself, the small kit found himself taking a tiny, tentative nibble.

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Falconwing | Hiker's Path | Goldpaw (little blu ♥ )
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"Alright, Goldpaw, what can you smell?" Falconwing asked as he crouched low on the winding dirt path that twolegs had dug out countless seasons ago. The cream and brown tom had a patrol coming later, so he had decided to take the opportunity for some early hunting with his apprentice. There was no more twoleg activity on the path, which had led to an abundance of fresh-kill along it. It was a great place to practice stalking, and with little cover, a cat would have to be smart about positioning and the wind to make a successful catch.

Falconwing felt a surge of pride as he looked at the sandy tom beside him. The training was coming along great, and the two of them got along well. He was happy with how far along the young tom had gotten in just two moons, and he enjoyed working with him. Goldpaw wasn't his first apprentice, and certainly wouldn't be his last. Falconwing was great with young cats, and his mentoring record showed it. His thoughts flickered briefly to the only kits in the nursery, the other source of his pride. Wolfkit, Hawkkit, and Mousekit were getting larger and were well on their ways to becoming apprentices in a couple of moons. He wondered if he'd get the chance to mentor any of them, then decided against the idea. As good as he normally was, he knew he'd be too soft on them. He always was. The sharp scent of squirrel returned him to the present hunt, and he turned to his apprentice, wondering if the younger tom had detected it as well.

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Leopardsong | Camp | Sablewish (little blu ♥ )
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Leopardsong stretched luxuriously as he exited the warrior's den, the sun's rays rippling along his bengal pelt. Now that his kits were out of the nursery, it seemed as if he had more time to sleep in before duties. While they were still kits, most of his mornings were spent in the nursery, stealing a few moments where he could before patrols. As he padded over to the fresh-kill pile, enjoying the warmth of the dirt underneath his paws, he spotted Batpaw and Nightpaw outside the den. He let out a purr as he picked up a vole and carried it to his mate, pride swelling in his chest.

"They've gotten so big!" He murmured as he settled down beside the slender black warrior. "It seems like just last moon they were tiny little mites squirming around in the nursery. Now they're catching their own prey." Almost immediately after, he heard a hyper mew come from the apprentice's den, no doubt Cinderpaw, and he shook his head in amusement. "Some things never change, though." He added, though the pride was still unmistakable in his mew. "From the way she goes about things, you'd think there was an entire pack of badgers inside that den."

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Creekpaw | Camp | Primrosepaw (little blu ♥ )
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Creekpaw was seething as she stormed into camp, clutching two mice in her jaws. Her fur was bristling, and her distress was clear as day to see. She practically flung the prey onto the fresh-kill pile, and spotting her sister, immediately flounced over. "Look at that!" She spat, so angry she was almost hissing. "Two pieces of prey! Two! It would have been three if I hadn't let that stupid pigeon get away! It was right in my paws and I'm sure Kitewing was watching!" To most apprentices, two additions to the fresh-kill pile would be considered a success, but Creekpaw had always been an overachiever. She was her own harshest critic, and while fumbles didn't usually happen, they usually resulted her in her self-destructing.

"He didn't even say anything after the assessment finished!" She went on. "Just dismissed me and went to see Sweetcloud. He must be angry with me, I'm sure with it!" Her mew pitched into a wail as she shook her head. "This was such an important assessment and I've ruined it!" Her leaf green eyes were wide and troubled. "I said I was going to be leader one day, but at this rate, I won't even become a warrior..." She muttered, turning her gaze towards the ground. Creekpaw had always had lofty expectations, even when she was still a kit. She was a hard worker and studious learner who was more likely to overwork herself to exhaustion than to laze off. Even so, she often found her worst enemy to be herself.

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Russetpaw | Camp | Nightpaw (♥𝔉𝔯𝔬𝔰𝔱ℜ𝔬𝔰𝔢♥ ), Batpaw (little blu ♥ )
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Russetpaw padded into camp with a large squirrel clamped proudly in her jaws. She placed her prey on the fresh-kill pile, and looked around, spotting Nightpaw and Batpaw, and padded over. "Hey, Nightpaw, Batpaw!" She called out with a friendly purr. "Have you seen my dormouse of a brother? I was going to ask Firebelly if Fallowstream would led us do some battle training together today." She explained. Then, Cinderpaw's excited squeal came out of the apprentice's den, and Russetpaw's whiskers twitched in amusement.

"Looks like there's my answer. Not that I'm surprised." She added, rolling her eyes playfully. Though Adderpaw's affections seemed to still hide from himself, they were more apparent to other apprentices, especially his perceptive sister. "What about you two?" She asked, turning her amber gaze to the younger littermates. "Any fun training planned?" She liked the younger litter. Born only a moon apart, they'd spent nearly their entire nursery days together. Plus, it now meant that Russetpaw and Adderpaw weren't the youngest apprentices anymore, as Splashpaw and Goldpaw seemed to remind her. It was nice to have a little more seniority in the cramped den, though all the litters were close in age, with only three moons separating the oldest litter to the youngest. It would be a while yet before Moonlily's kits were ready to join them.

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Jasper with Echo & Willow
twoleg's peak
@ ♥𝔉𝔯𝔬𝔰𝔱ℜ𝔬𝔰𝔢♥ , ~Skyblaze~
Thin red yawn tangled around the young tom's body as he wrestled with the diminishing ball, a playful growl in his throat. He narrowly avoided bowling into both Willow and the peach-colored wall that made up the main living space of their nest. He lost momentum against the thick carpet and rolled to a halt, loops of string hanging down into his face. Laughter bubbled up in his chest and he shook his head in vain, trying to free himself from the mess of yarn he'd created. Jasper much preferred playing with his sisters or his mother but he could entertain himself when needed. A soft thump distracted him from his struggle, turning his attention to Echo as she padded towards him and their sister. His sea-blue eyes analyzed her expression carefully, his playful mood fading. Something was bothering her, he could tell. He'd always been good at reading others, almost too good sometimes.

The tom tensed at the mention of Echo's dreams. He'd always been a bit wary of them, if only because he didn't know how to react or help his sister. He couldn't protect her from something he couldn't see. His ears pressed flat against his skull at the mention of leaving home. Were they really supposed to listen to a strange starry cat in Echo's dreams? Why had he and Willow never seen Skyripple if this grand destiny was important for all of them? Unease mixed with frustration as more and more questions built up in his mind. The mention of his father sparks his anger. "Even if he is, who cares. He left," he mutters so softly that neither of his sisters seems to hear. As far as Jasper was concerned, the trio didn't have a father and he was perfectly fine with that - or he tried to make himself believe he was. He'd often wished for a father as a kit - someone to relate to since he'd been surrounded by she-cats, but now he just felt resentment. He'd become the little tom of the house, looking after his sister and mother to the best of his ability.

Willow wanted his opinion, of course. The three always decided things together, as a unit. He took in a deep breath, trying to push down his frustration so that he could think over everything clearly. The weight of his sisters' gazes bore into him. "I think Willow is right. These forest cats you've told us about sound dangerous. We should talk to Mom, she might have more of an idea of what's out there," he finally spoke, flexing the claws out of his left paw absently. "I don't want to disregard your dreams, Echo, I know they mean a lot to you. It's just... frustrating to hear of this apparent destiny when we aren't getting the same dreams," he tried to explain to his sister, seeking out her green and amber eyes. Jasper was close to both of his litter-mates but they were individuals and had a wide range of personalities. That's what made them balance out each other so well - what made them work together as a solid unit.


Brightpool with Mothstar
scout's lookout
@ ♥𝔉𝔯𝔬𝔰𝔱ℜ𝔬𝔰𝔢♥
If she closed her eyes, Brightpool could pretend that she was a young apprentice again, chasing her brother, Talonswoop, up the Scout's Lookout and laughing when Bearpaw and Runningpaw dared them to climb higher. Silverheart and Leafpounce had been so upset when they'd found the apprentices dangling in the unstable branches.

Then the sickness had befallen her parents and she'd changed her path, following Quiveringfern into medicine without a second glance. She remembered her mentor's quiet nature and stern glances. He'd always been so serious and all her attempts to tease him into lightening up had ended up with battered ears and scolding. No one could lecture like Quiveringfern. Brightpool couldn't remember respecting anyone so much in her life... aside from Mothstar. The days of her youth felt as though they'd just taken place as if life was moving too quickly for the old medicine cat to keep up with.

She was 79 moons old now and she'd watched the clan grow and change as each season passed. Her amber gaze slid to the messy furred, brown and white molly beside her, an echoing purr rumbling in her chest. Deputies had - unfortunately - come and gone but the two of them had remained solid throughout it all. Her best friend was undoubtedly Mothstar, and everyone in the clan knew how close the two felines were. They relied on each other to lead their clan and guide them towards survival and safety.

The concerning question wasn't new, nor was it unprecedented. Even Brightpool herself was beginning to grow a bit worried if she was completely honest. A sigh escaped her as she struggled to find the proper words to explain. "I've tried, Mothstar. I've looked at every apprentice and kit... twice! StarClan keeps warning me to wait. Skyripple and Hazebelly are especially persistent. Quiveringfern always skirts around the issue," she explained, gritting her teeth in exasperation. She often wondered if it was a problem with herself. How could she not be ready for an apprentice after all these moons?


Kitewing with Sweetcloud
twisted roots
@ ♥𝔉𝔯𝔬𝔰𝔱ℜ𝔬𝔰𝔢♥
There would never be a place that brought the tom more peace than being at Sweetcloud's side. His gaze danced across her soft gray coat and dark green eyes, all the way down to her white toes. She was tucked warmly against his side, her pelt mixing with his much darker one. He felt a bit like a giant compared to her but didn't hesitate to rest his chin on top of her silky head. A loud, thunderous purr rose to his throat and he let his eyes fall half-closed. Though the two were silent, there was no awkwardness between them. Just a sense of togetherness that made Kitewing feel complete and loved.

The tom felt his mate shift and he sat up, preparing herself for whatever news she had. They didn't come all the way to Twisted Roots just to bask in the sun after all. This place had special meaning, it was an important space to the couple. Kitewing's yellow-hued green eyes fell on her face, watching carefully as a mix of emotions played across her delicate features. Hm. He had to wonder if something had happened with Smokedrift or Thistlehaze. His protective instincts surged to the forefront and he curled his thick tail tightly around his mate. Those kits of his might be fully grown but he'd move mountains for them and Kitewing certainly wouldn't hesitate to rip some ears if someone had messed with them.

Sweetcloud's news hit him like a stone to the solar plexus. She was pregnant again... after all these moons? He stared at her uncomprehendingly for a few moments, unsure he'd heard her right. Then his booming purr was back, tenfold, and he pushed his cheek into hers, rubbing his scent into her fur. "Kits? We're gonna be parents again, Sweets?" the tom murmured, stepping back to take in his mate's form. Now that he looked closely, Kitewing could see the small swell of her stomach where their little ones were growing. Pride puffed out his chest and he bent to press his nose against her flank. "They're going to be perfect," he growled, affection glowing in his bright eyes. He had never allowed himself to imagine having more children and his son and daughter had always been enough for him. Now though, he couldn't help but be excited at the prospect of meeting the new little lives that he and Sweetcloud had created together.


Mousekit with Hawkkit & Wolfkit
medicine den
@ ~Skyblaze~ , ♥𝔉𝔯𝔬𝔰𝔱ℜ𝔬𝔰𝔢♥
The tiny runt had of course not hesitated to follow her brothers into the medicine den, afraid of being left behind. She looked around with big blue eyes at all the pretty flowers and plants that lined the walls, taking a hesitant step closer. She leaped back, startled when Wolfkit rolled out some shiny red berries. Awe touched her face as she batted one across the floor, her thin tail swiping the ground behind her. "They do look yummy!" she agreed, pawing a smaller berry closer to her. She took a large bite into it, wincing at the tart, slightly bitter flavor. Frowning, Mousekit peered over at Hawkkit. He seemed worried.

"Maybe we should go-" she started to say but was cut off when her brother spilled poppy seeds all over the floor. They were so little! The tiny kit scooped a few up with her tongue and swallowed them, wrinkling her nose a bit. "Doesn't taste very good," she reported to her litter-mates, ignoring the sore feeling in her stomach. They hadn't eaten breakfast yet and the molly predicted she was just hungry. A sugary, sweet scent caught her attention suddenly and the kitten let out a squeal of delight.

Rushing towards the back of the small cave, in one of the lower shelves, Mousekit found the source of the smell. "Honey!" she called out to her brothers, flashing them a big grin. Before she could have any of the golden goodness, however, her stomach cramped hard, and the small feline sat down heavily. That was weird, she didn't feel so good.


Goldpaw with Falconwing
hiker's path
@ sky
The pale gold colored tabby lifted his muzzle, his mouth open to take in as many scents as he could. Leaves danced above their heads, the undergrowth rustling on either side of the feline duo. After a few deep breaths, he dipped his head in a nod, turning to face Falconwing with an easy confidence on his face. "There was a squirrel near here recently, the scent is still fresh," Goldpaw responded, before spinning on quiet paws toward the east and pointing with his fluffy tail, "and it's in that direction." His bicolored eyes narrowed for a moment before he smiled, peeking back at his mentor for any sign of approval.

Goldpaw was always searching for the older tom's acceptance and pride, even if he didn't outwardly show it. The tom had never known his father and in result latched on a bit tightly to Falconwing, as a strong male influence in his life. "Should we go after it?" he asked, keeping his tone low. The tom was quite skilled when it came to climbing, like many of his other clan-mates, but tracking is where he was truly exceling. The tom had a sharp nose. He had even helped to hunt down Nightpaw and her siblings when they'd wandered out of camp a few moons ago, before they were apprenticed. It had been a stormy, harsh day but the apprentice had managed to find the traces of the kits' scents. He'd been the one to find the kits who were huddled under some tree roots.


Sablewish with Leopardsong
camp
@ ~Skyblaze~
Sablewish had woken up early this morning, feeling restless. A possible touch of empty-nest syndrome. So she'd gone for a run through the territory, pushing herself as fast as she could, ignoring the burn in her limbs. She'd made it all the way to Paradise Grove and then the molly had worked her way back, a bit slower this time so she didn't pull a muscle. Now, the black-furred warrior was resting in the sun beside the warrior's den, stretched out in the grass and keeping an eye on her kits as she bathed. If she strained her ears she could just pick up the soothing chirp of Nightpaw's chatter and a smile spread across her muzzle.

Her attention turned to her mate when Leopardsong settled down beside her, setting a vole down between his paws. His handsome russet coat seemed to catch in the sunlight and shine and once more Sablewish was dazzled. The molly was... plain. Average in almost all aspects, so it genuinely had come as a shock to her when the tom had taken an interest. She'd been skeptical, knowing about the tom's charming reputation, but his persistence had won her heart. She adored the tom like no other and their kits were her world.

"I know, it all seemed to go so fast. I'm so excited to see what their future holds," she purred, nodding her head in agreement. Her golden gaze slid to the apprentice's den at the hyper cry, knowing she'd recognize the sound of her daughter's voice anywhere. "Not a pack of badgers, just a Cinderpaw who woke up late," Sablewish laughed, shaking her head. Their oldest kitten didn't need a reason to begin dramatic and loud antics. That's just how she was. "I bet Adderpaw is still in there with her," she whispered conspiratorially, flashing a grin at Leopardsong. The black molly could see how close the two were, even if the apprentices might not understand it themselves. They were young after all.


Primrosepaw with Creekpaw
camp
@ ~Skyblaze~
Primrosepaw hadn't felt right in a few days. Her body ached and her head felt as though all this pressure was inside of it. This made it increasingly difficult to wake up, as sleep was the only escape from the horrid feeling. At the same time, Creekpaw wasn't the only one out of the sisters who preferred to work hard. The two were quite the little duo that way, but the flame-point molly had always been a lot more forgiving towards herself and her sister's "faults". So she'd woken up at a decent time but hadn't seen hide nor hair of her mentor. To be honest she was beginning to think Sweetcloud was avoiding her. A sigh escaped the molly before her head snapped up, blue eyes locked onto Creekpaw as she marched over with steam practically rolling out of her ears.

The apprentice listened patiently to her sister's woes, nodding her head thoughtfully. A frown of outrage settled on her face, upon hearing that Kitewing had gone to visit her mentor. "Oh, so she can make time for her mate but not her apprentice! Well fine then, I'll just find someone else to train me," she growled, her anger hiding a deeper hurt, secretly wondering what she'd done to make Sweetcloud lose interest. Then, realizing that her being upset was not at all going to help Creekpaw calm down, Primrosepaw took some deep breaths, letting her problems sit on the backburner for now. "Sorry," she apologized, a bit sheepishly.

"Pigeons are tricky to catch anyway, Creek, please don't beat yourself up about it! You caught a huge squirrel and a robin, those will feed plenty," the ginger and creamy white molly soothed, running her tail down her sister's spine. "Plus, I've never managed to catch a squirrel! You might have to teach me," she exclaimed, genuine admiration in her tone. "Kitewing never says much, you know by now not to take it personally. And you'll definitely still be made a warrior, a lousy pigeon isn't going to stand in my sister's way!" Primrosepaw cheered, though she meant every word. She believed in Creekpaw and her dreams like no other, even her own ambitions. She sat down a bit stiffly, trying to ignore the achy, horrible feeling.


Batpaw with Nightpaw & Russetpaw
camp
@ ♥𝔉𝔯𝔬𝔰𝔱ℜ𝔬𝔰𝔢♥ , ~Skyblaze~
The quiet tom settled outside the tunnel to the apprentices den, working at the ground with worried paws. He nearly jumped out of his fur when his sister approached him, so lost in his own thoughts that he didn't notice her ambling over. He relaxed instantly at the lull of her voice, as familiar to him as Sablewish's warm lilt. His wide green eyes took in the squirrel with no lack of awe, his mouth even dropping open for effect. He'd barely been able to catch his own tail, let alone such a tricky prey. Nightpaw really was the best hunter!

"You're so cool, Nightpaw," he mewed quietly, peering up at her with a shy smile. Thistlehaze must be lucky to have such a capable apprentice. Of course, he and his siblings had often tried to learn their skills before the end of the nursery days - but only Nightpaw and Cinderpaw ever seemed to succeed. Batpaw winced at the mention of Emberdrift, his ears and tail drooping. While his sisters had all these amazing stories... his training was going about as well as a fish living on land. He couldn't seem to get down the basic hunting crouch, fighting moves left him confused and clumsy, and when he'd tried his paw at tracking, he'd wound up stuck in a hawthorn bush. Batpaw felt every sunrise like more of an outsider, an imposter in his home.

Russetpaw's appearance was a wonderful distraction, so he didn't have to answer his sister's inquires. Another shy smile touched his muzzle at the mention of Cinderpaw and Adderpaw. The two were very close and had always been that way, for as long as Batpaw could remember, honestly. "Yep," he mumbled, nodding his head awkwardly. Sometimes he wondered why he even opened his mouth. Ugh, another question about training. The thin black tom was eager to get the subject off of him, so he answered as quickly as he could. "Nope, nothing comes to mind. Just boring stuff," he said, peering at Nightpaw expectantly.

FROST

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Flower
Location: Twoleg's Peak
With: Echo(Myself) & Willow(~Skyblaze~ ) & Jasper(little blu ♥ )
Dreams of her past seemed to have haunted the delicate house-cats mind for the last moon. She'd taken refuge on her elderly housefolk's lap in hopes that she'd have more peaceful visions in her rest. Yet, as she drifted to a soft sleep with her housefolk's hand resting gently on her side, her dreams found the face of one oh so familiar. Once again, a pang of heartache hit her chest and twisted in her stomach. Those frosty ice-blue eyes filling with disappointment and grief, before the deep russet bengal turned and walked away from her, muscles rippling beneath his flank. Raindrops started to scatter around the tortoiseshell as she watched the handsome warrior walk away, slipping among the thick forest at the edge of the town where her home resided. Rain poured so hard, her fur became soaked, clinging to her body. She could hardly see as she squinted with regretful amber eyes. "Good-bye Leopardsong.."

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Ears flicked as the sound of her kits voices filled her scattered sleep and broke her from the terrible dream. She stayed curled on her housefolks lap, eyes closed as she let their words be carried to her. While they often assumed she wasn't aware of the conversations that had started with Echo quite frequently, she had heard much of her daughters dreams and the conversations with her siblings about them. Now, dread filled her stomach like a rock as they spoke of leaving. The mention of the kits father was brought up once more and she couldn't help but feel the thick sadness start to swallow her up again. While she hardly spoke of the three little one's father, she had simply told them her was a tom who lived in the woods outside of the town. They knew not of his name or that he lived as a warrior with a group of his own to care for.

Would her little ones ever forgive her if they learned the truth.? That their father was a great defender of a clan.? Would they understand if she explained to them that Leopardsong had not abandoned them.? That he didn't have any clue they existed at all.

Her mind flashed back to the stormy day she had become aware that she was carrying the toms kits. She'd met him at the edges of her territory and his, ready to tell him that he was going to be a father. Yet, the words had never left her mouth. Leopardsong had come with his own intentions, begging her to join his clan. He'd shown her the ways of a warrior, taught her fighting and hunting skills. The warrior had explained to her the ways of the warrior code and clan life. She'd been so eager to learn, so happy to be a small part of his clan life. Yet, when he had asked her to leave her housefolk and join his clan, she had turned away. She had refused to go, insisting that it was no life for her and her home was with the elderly lady that had raised her from a young kit. They'd said their good-bye's and never saw or spoke to each other again. She'd often returned to their meeting spot, wishing she had taken him up on his offer. She still had her wonders about what her life would been if they were together now. Her kits would have been made apprentices half a moon ago, taken on mentors to become warriors like their father.

Shaking her head, she tried to get rid of the thoughts and memories that clouded her mind. Her head swiveled around and amber eyes pierced her kits as she watched them speak with their backs to her. Jumping down lightly from her housefolks lap, she padded towards her kits. She'd heard their entire conversation and knew it was time she spoke with them. After all, they were old enough to made their own decisions and decide what path they wanted. How could she deny them a life outside of this home, when there was a whole other world out there.?

"Sometimes there are chosen ones that our ancestors speak with to help guide the paws of many."

She spoke up, her voice gentle and full of awe as she gazed lovingly at first Echo and then Willow and finally her son, Jasper. The three had an undeniably strong bond, one she knew could never be broken.

Settling down beside her kits, she curled her bushy tail around delicately small paws. Her eyes traveled over the faces of her three kits, once more, before she decided to speak again. "Those forest cats are called a clan. They are strong and brave and take care of each other." She paused, a purr catching in her throat. "Oh, they are dangerous, but only when it comes to defending their territory and the members of their clans. Loyalty is strong in Eagleclan." Her voice almost became a whisper as she spoke the name of the clan. "Your father..."Her voice broke as she started to speak of the Eagleclan tom. She cleared her throat and looked towards the window that showed the cloudy sky. "Leopardsong is his name. Is a warrior in that forest. Jasper, you look so much like him." She gave another purr, this one thick as she perked her ears up. "But he had these frosty ice-blue eyes, ones you couldn't stop looking at once you caught them. The things he taught me, how different your lives...Our lives could have been." Regret was thick in her voice and amber eyes clouded with thought as she continued to watch the clouds drift past in the sky.

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Echo
Location: Twoleg's Peak
With: Flower(Myself) & Willow(~Skyblaze~ ) & Jasper(little blu ♥ )
Staring first into skeptical blue eyes as her sister spoke up, the unsureness clear in her voice. Next, she turned and met the sea-blue eyes of her brother as he took his turn in speaking. She tried not to show her disappointment as both hesitated at her urges to follow her dreams. Whiskers twitched uncomfortably as she looked back and forth between the two. The mention of bringing their mother into the conversation made her belly flip. She opened her mouth to protest when the sweet gentleness of Flower's voice touched her ears. She jumped, ears-tips burning with shame as she settled down next to Jasper. Yet, her green and amber eyes only widened with curiosity and surprise as their mother spoke, not giving any of them a chance to respond.

The look that seemed to cloud over her mother's face as she spoke of their father in depth for the first time, made her chest tighten. Moving closer, she brushed against her mother's side, fur touching. Awe filled her as she spoke of the clan that lived in the forest. Just like Skyripple had said for so many moons. Her mother only confirmed her dreams for her. Excitement seemed to tug at her paws, causing her longing to find the clan and her father to only grow. She glanced at her siblings with a knowing look, as if to tell them that this was just a confirmation of what her dreams had been telling her. "I wonder what it'd be like to live among them.." She breathed softly, letting her gaze follow her mothers to the world outside the windows. How amazing it must be, to take care of those around you. How thrilling life must be on the outside of the town.

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Mothstar
Location: Scout's lookout
With: Brightpool(little blu ♥ )
For a moment, Mothstar watched as her friend remained silent beside her. It wasn't until the medicine cat turned her amber eyes on her, that she could almost feel the worry that she was sure her friend was feeling as well. Yet as she spoke, Mothstar couldn't help but feel the frustration welling up inside her. What could Starclan possibly be holding back for.? Did Starclan expect Brightpool to be the healer to Eagleclan well after Mothstar was gone.? Even they could not prevent that one day, the two molly's that had supported and led the clan for many seasons, would one day have to leave the clan and join their clanmates among the stars.

Keeping her eyes on the molly beside her, Mothstar's whiskers twitched thoughtfully. Starclan had always had a reason for everything. Yet, another thought seemed to wonder into her mind. "Has Starclan spoken to you lately.? Given you any new prophecies or glimpses into the future.?" She titled her head slightly, her messy brown and white fur seemed to rise slightly on her shoulder as she leaned in closer to her friend. Curiosity was thick in her yellow and blue rimmed eyes. "They've been pretty quite these past few moons. Besides to tell you to wait on an apprentice."

After another moment of silence, the leader took a deep breath, before letting it out slowly. She let her gaze travel around their surroundings. How beautiful Eagleclan's territory was. How calming the waterfall beneath them sounded in her ears. Her gaze traveled to the edge of the territory line, where she knew the Cherry blossom sat. The spot where they shared tongues with their ancestors. Her voice almost a whisper, she spoke again. "Maybe we should travel to the Cherry blossom. You and I can speak with Starclan. Confront them together. We aren't getting any younger. I worry for our clan. I have Thornflame to replace me. It will take moons to train a new medicine cat and we only have one queen currently in the nursery." She paused, nudging Brightpool gently. "I don't doubt you, my friend. Ever. But right now, I'm finding myself hesitant in trusting Starclan's choices. Is that wrong of me.?"

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Mountainpaw
Location: Jumpers tree
With: Thornflame(~Skyblaze~ )
Staring up at her mentor with wide sad eyes, the apprentice couldn't help but give a whimper. While he looked at her and spoke to her with a gentleness, she knew how frustrating it must be to him that she was still unable to climb past the third branch of the Jumper's tree. She remembered being a kit and her grandmother, Silverheart, had told everyone that Mountainpaw would be the greatest warrior the clan had seen. Yet, here she was, stuck on something so simple to every other warrior in the clan. How would she be the greatest warrior ever if she couldn't overcome this obstacle.? How disappointed her grandmother would be to know she still couldn't climb. How embarrassed her parents probably felt as they watched her from Starclan.

Her thoughts were broken as Thornflame met her tan eyes with gentle dark green ones. She only saw encouragement when he looked at her and even more so in his worlds. The overwhelming urge to give up was cut short when the deputy suggested they climb together. She gave a quick nod, before letting out the breath she had been holding. "Okay, Thornflame. We can try it together." After a moment of staring up at the tree, the white and silver molly stood on her hind legs, resting her front paws against the trunk of the tree. Giving a sigh, she flattened her ears tightly against her head and launched herself up the trunk. Claws gripped the bark as she moved her way to the first branch.

Once settled on the first branch, she took a deep breath and looked up at the branches that flowed up and around her. "You can do this, Mountainpaw. Just don't look down. Keep your eyes ahead." Without waiting a moment longer, the apprentice clawed her way up to first the second branch, then the third branch. Pausing, she could feel her paws trembling as she gripped the branch where she crouched. Her head started to turn down to see if her mentor was following. Voice shaking, she gave a little cry. "Thornflame.."

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Adderpaw
Location: In camp.
With: Cinderpaw(~Skyblaze~ )
The moment Cinderpaw roused from her sleep, she immediately was a bushy tailed ball of excitement and chatter. One of the things Adderpaw found himself to enjoy the most about his denmate and friend. He opened his mouth multiple times to answer her, but would quickly shut it when she'd continue on. Glowing amber eyes watched the russet molly as she pranced around him in the empty den. They were the last of the apprentices to leave their nests.

After what seemed like only a heartbeat, Cinderpaw was urging him out of the den with her, ready to go about the day. Getting to his paws, slowly, the light brown tabby stretched his legs out before padding after the molly. He brushed against her side gently, purring loudly. "I'm sure there's something good on the fresh-kill pile." He glanced around at the clearing, seeing the gathering apprentices. All were enjoying a piece of fresh-kill. He couldn't see any of the mentors at the moment and wondered where all the warriors were. Even Mothstar didn't seem to be in her den, a faint scent of her leaving the camp told him she had left early that morning. "I'm sure your mentor will have something fun planned for you."

Slipping past his friend, he hurried over to the freshkill pile, ignoring the other apprentices besides a quick wave of his tail. Digging through the small pile, he sniffed around until he caught sight of a vole and a mouse. Grabbing both, he dragged them towards Cinderpaw with a happy gleam in his eyes. Dropping the vole at her paws, he puffed out his chest happily. "Look what I found. It's a bit stale, but I know you wanted a vole. We'd better eat. I'm sure our mentors will be searching for us soon."

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Sweetcloud
Location: Twisted roots
With: Kitewing(little blu ♥ )
Sweetcloud's anxiety only seemed to rise as her mate stared at her with almost a blank expression to his face, as if he hadn't heard or understood what she had just told him. The fur along her spine started to rise up and she suddenly wondered if Kitewing had wanted more kits. They'd never talked about it, just moving about their lives after Thistlehaze and Smokedrift had become apprentices. They were good parents in her eyes, but always craved the freedom of a warrior more than the confinement of being parents. She had struggled especially with being trapped in the nursery for so long.

Yet the moment the big tom started purring as loud as the thunder on a stormy night, she sunk with relief and joy. Large tearful dark green eyes gazed at the smoky black tom as he rubbed his cheek all along hers. The joy that rolled off him seemed to fill her with the greatest warmth and her purr joined in with his, almost vibrating the tree branch that they settled on. 'Sweets' The word was so full of love, something Kitewing had called her since they were younger. She despised it before she'd fallen in love with him. Now, it was something that warmed her ears each time it touched them.

Watching him as he stepped back and puffed out his chest, his mane bustling around his neck as he gazed at her flank. A nose touched her flank and she couldn't help but give a giggle. The thought of little kits tumbling around their paws, suddenly seemed exciting and fun. Her paws itched to be in the nursery, which shocked her more than anyone could ever know. "They'll be so lovely. I can't wait to meet them. For them to be tangling around our paws and demanding you to show them everything about being a warrior. And oh. The mischief they will try to get into." Her eyes glimmered as she went on and tangled her tail with his. After a moment, she bumped her shoulder with his. "Come on, you big lump. Our apprentices are probably antsy at this point to get moving. And Primrosepaw deserves all my attention before I have to leave her. She'll be disappointed to need a new mentor."

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Nightpaw
Location: In camp
With: Batpaw(little blu ♥ )
Nightpaw purred with her chest puffed out at her brothers words. When he praised her, it made her hop again, eyes glowing happily. Settling down beside the little black tom, she gave his a gentle nudge, a soft murmur escaping her maw. She could almost read his thoughts, being well aware that he struggled with the same skills that she seemed to excel at. "Don't worry, Batpaw. You'll get it. You'll be as good as any other warrior in this clan. Even the best warriors struggle sometimes." She gave a little rumble, "I was at the jumpers tree yesterday, and Mountainpaw couldn't even get past the third branch. She's been struggling with climbing for three moons!"

She cut her murmurs off as the brown shape of Russetpaw padded up to them. She had just dropped a squirrel as big as the one she'd caught on the fresh-kill pile. Giving an dip of her head in greeting, she spoke cheerfully. "Good morning, Russetpaw. I see you had a successful hunt as well!" She pointed to her squirrel before nudging it towards the older apprentice with one paw. "Would you like to share with us before we have to go out training again.?"

As Russetpaw asked about her brother Adderpaw, the excited squeal of her sister exploded from the apprentices den. A burst of laughter escaped her as she watched the close pair slip out of the apprentices den together. Adderpaw slipped right past the group with only a simple flick of his tail in greeting. He snatched up some prey and carried it back towards Cinderpaw. With a shake of her head, she turned her attention back to Russetpaw. "I think I overheard Thistlehaze, Emberdrift and Shadowmask talk about taking Cinderpaw, Batpaw and myself to teach us group battle skills. They say the three of us should learn to work together to defeat multiple enemies or larger enemies."

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Wolfkit
Location: Medicine cats den
With: Hawkkit(~Skyblaze~ ) & Mousekit(little blu ♥ )
Blue eyes glittered as he looked back at Hawkkit and Mousekit. His sister took a big bite of the juniper berries that were scattered across the floor before moving closer to him to lap up some of the poppy seeds. He gave a purr as he tried some of the seeds before turning to watch as Hawkkit nibbled on some leaves. Despite his hesitation, he knew his brother must be as curious as his siblings. "Come on Hawkkit. Lighten up! What's the worst that could happen.?"

The squeal of his sister filled the den as she hurried toward the gooey golden liquid in a crevice. "Honey! I remember when Brightpool brought that to us when we had swore throats." He licked his chops as his sister sat down heavily. Worry sparked in his eyes, but he was quickly distracted by a few berries that were hidden in a crevice beside the honey. Three very bright red berries seemed to be shoved back into the shadows. Dipping his paw in, the little brown and cream tom rolled the berries out into the open. They had an olive shape with a darker red center. "Whoa. What are these?"

Without a second thought, the little tom took a big bite of the berry, licking his lips as he chewed slowly. He'd only chewed part-way when he felt he body starting to convulse as the juice of the berry drained down his throat. A choking noise escaped his maw and his eyes widened. "H..el...p" The words choaked out of him as foam started edging the little toms lips as he felt his legs crumpling beneath him. Something was wrong. Something was terribly wrong. Yet he couldn't spit out the berry that was half chewed in his maw. His teeth clamped shut and his eyes started to roll into the back of his head as his body convulsed. The world seemed to fade in and out around him. His vision blurring as he tried to control his body.

Bumping.