》 ꉣꋬ꒒ꂵꉔ꒒ꋬꋊ 《 | [Closed]

Mosswing growled softly growled as she put more pressure on the young cat's shoulder. "How many times do I have to tell you, you mustn't kill another cat," she hissed softly. After some time of glaring at him, she sighed and stood up. There was no use fighting with him, he wasn't going to listen.
She turned away from him. "I think we're done here. In fact, I think I'm going to have a word with your mentor. I'm not sure where you learned those moves, but you better stop before it goes too far. I'd hate to see you get exiled from the clan if anything were to happen."

--

Hollowheart looked at his clanmate and nodded. "Sounds good to me," he meowed. As soon as he was out of camp, the tom tasted the air. She grinned and angled his ears to the left. "I smell a few birds over this direction." He crouched down and very quietly made his way in that direction, hoping Silverdawn would follow.

(Hopefully I'm doing this right. I was having trouble reading some of the text)

Dreampaw | Sage in Training | 12 moons | Gay | Dreampaw is a mostly black tom cat with large amber eyes encircled by white markings. He's lanky with short, smooth fur and long legs | Dreampaw is... mostly dependable. He's always managed to keep a cool head under pressure, but that same head can at times become lost in the clouds when he isn't paying attention. He isn't prone to violence, preferring the diplomatic approach to most things, but if pushed he will take action. He may not be the bulkiest of cats, but his long limbs give him great reach, his lithe body permits him flexibility, and his wandering mind does have use in thinking up strategies.| The only surviving kit, Dreampaw was born in a tropical storm. The stress and poor conditions caused him to lose his littermates and mother, and was taken in by another queen. Dreampaw was named for the dream his mother had before his birth, that something terrible would happen, but his airheadedness as he got older lent other's to coin the phrase, "Going Dreamy" for whenever he or someone else might start staring into space. Dreampaw doesn't do it on purpose, but sometimes life is just better when it's lived in his head. In his head every question has an answer, and there's always more questions to think about. He wouldn't say much about himself, especially when his daydreaming has caused him to get scolded plenty of times, but he has set himself apart on occasion. A particular moment was when one of his adopted littermates convinced him to leave the den and walked them right into a wild boar. Using his quick thinking, Dreampaw was able to lead the boar away and climb a palm tree before dislodging a coconut right on it's head. It was just like one of his daydreams.| Open | Batsong (adopted older sister), Duskwind (adopted brother/littermate) | Haven


Duskwind | Earth Guardian | 13 moons | straight (Maybe a bit curious) | A large russet ticked tom with light blue eyes. He's always had particularly large paws and a thick main of dark fur around his neck with the dark stripe travelling down his spine to his sweeping tail. His ears are large but rounded and he has a scar on his left foreleg. | Duskwind is a good natured, brawny tomcat. He takes very few things seriously until a fight has presented itself. Not exactly known for his smarts, what Duskwind does excel at is following orders and fighting. He's done more than enough to get himself and others into trouble, but he also does his very best to protect those around him. In short... he's kind of a himbo. He's especially weak to pretty she-cats | Duskwind isn't the type to log much into longterm memory, but he does remember the night Dreampaw became his brother. The other tom was so small and so cold, even before he understood what brotherhood meant he knew he would protect his brother. And he did... even from situations he caused. Eventually that strong sense of duty spread to other cats that were smaller than him, and as he grew that meant a lot of cats fell under that category. He became a guardian within the past moon | Open | Dreampaw (adopted brother), Batsong (older sister) | Haven



Batsong | Palmae Guardian | 29 moons | Bi | A russet colored she-cat with light blue eyes. She has a dark brown stripe down her back and around her ears, which are particularly large and round. She has thick fur with it longer on her tail and ears. | Good humor runs in the family and Batsong isn't unknown for her taunting jabs. Unlike her younger brother though, Batsong knows when to be serious and silent. She has a reputation for silently disappearing into the trees and ambushing prey or enemies. | Once seen as a potential candidate for a Sage in Training, Batsong lacked the ambition to really go for it. She was later caught saying that life was easier without so much expectation. She has since proved herself to be a good Palmae Guardian.| Open | Duskwind (younger brother), Dreampaw (Adopted younger brother) | Haven

Paradise Falls.

Goldpaw hesitated, feeling a bit uneasy. Now she wanted to indulge in his forbidden battle practice? The dark-furred tom for once was unsure of his next move. He couldn't kill his clanmate. He was sure to get into inevitable trouble. Those were consequences he couldn't risk being so close to his warrior ceremony. Fine. He would play this game, but he would do it fairly. Mosswing was a Palmae guardian, she was quicker and smaller than he was. Goldpaw would have to be strategic. He thought back on the battle moves Streamwind had taught him, shaking the dream cats out of his head. With a growl, Goldpaw erupted forward in a wide circle, charging to butt his head into Mosswing's side hoping to throw her off guard.

Goldpaw fell with a grunt as he lost his balance, too slow to dodge Mosswing's paws. He hissed in irritation, jumping to his paws and unsheathing his claws. He wildly lashed at Mosswing, this was what she wanted right. He didn't realize his current action until his sharp claws scored Mosswing's flank. He could feel his skin prickling with embarrassment under his thick coat. What if she told him and this is all a set up? No! This is what she wanted. He thought angrily, tail lashing and ears flattened as he glared at the slender she-cat. Awaiting her next move in case she tried to retaliate.

(Bump)

Silverdawn crouches down and silently follows right behind Hollowheart. She flicks her tail back and forth slowly ready to pounce on some birds.

anywhere for me to jump in here?

[ 𝑏𝑙𝑒𝑢 I can post a starter for Iceshade and Moonface if you'd like. ]

(we can do curlleaf and cloudygaze 𝑏𝑙𝑒𝑢
i'll post a starter for both my cats in a bit so anyone can reply to either!)

Moonface
with Iceshade
"Here is fine." He meowed, finally coming to a halt. Lifting his pink nose to the air, mouth gaped, sniffing the air. It was perfect here. Turning to face his silver companion, "There's plenty of scents." Moonface signaled to the tall palms behind them with his tail. They both were Palmae Guardians, he was sure it would be no problem for the both of them to return back to camp with some pretty decent catches.

-----

(Sorry, I forgot there was a reply needed here!)