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MIREPAW she/her | shadowclan apprentice | 7 moons Okay, so maybe this cat was alright! As she felt a tail wrap around her and saw the smile, Mirepaw relaxed a little. Glancing over her shoulder, she saw too how Mama tossed her a smile of her own. Okay, she would be alright. Beaming back up at Redrobin, the young cat waved her tail. "I hope so! Our family had an a... argoo... arguuuu... arguuumanty? I just want to make them smile." And a if on cue, a broad smile spread across their face. |
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Tuftedtusk | He/Him - ShC - 27 moons | The large tom followed his patrol, tail swishing behind him. When he saw Mirepaw smile at him, he offered a warm smile back, along with a purr bubblinh in his throat. She was young, but very curious. That was good. He wouldn't answer the question about the robin, as it was directed towards Red. But when she asked what the smell was, he would answer. "That's salt I do believe, right Robin?" [ Mirepaw @taillow Redrobin @paris ] |
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''Don't worry about it, Mirepaw,'' Redrobin murmured softly. ''I'm sure that your family will work it out.''
She chuckled softly as Mirepaw asked what a robin was. ''A robin is a type of bird,'' The calico mewed with a wave of her plumed, feathery dark ginger tail. ''A robin is a small, plump bird. Its black beak is short and thin. Males and females look identical, sporting a brown back, white belly and red chest, face and cheeks.'' The ShadowClanner turned to Tuftedtusk and nodded, glancing at Mirepaw over her shoulder. ''Yes, that is salt. It smells like that because its part of the water,'' Redrobin purred softly. ''Across the border is RiverClan territory. Remember that you don't want to go there.'' @taillow // @Aroogi |
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MIREPAW she/her | shadowclan apprentice | 7 moons Both cats? Good. Their warm smiles made Mirepaw feel much more at ease in patrolling with cats who weren't her family. She trotted along and tilted her head. Salt? What was salt? Her jaws parted to ask what salt was when Redrobin answered her question about a robin. "Oh! My sister's name is Birdpaw! Does that mean she'll be Birdrobin when she grows up??" She grinned thinking about Birdy and wondering what her patrol was up to. |
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Tuftedtusk | He/Him - ShC - 27 moons | Tuftedtusk looked at Mirepaw as she asked the question, tail flicking side to side. "We don't go over because its not our territory, Mirepaw. Just as no other clan should cross into ours." He explained gently, ear flicking."It's also against the warrior code to hunt on other clans territory. So if prey crosses over when your trying to catch it, don't follow. You can get in big trouble." [ @taillow ; @paris ] |
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Redrobin, her calico fur bristling with a blend of pride and patience, approached Mirepaw with a soft gaze. "Tuftedtusk speaks true wisdom, Mirepaw," She mewed, her voice carrying the gentle authority of a seasoned warrior. "Our boundaries mark not just the edges of our territory, but the sacred agreement we hold with other Clans. Respect for their lands ensures harmony among us all."
She paused, her green eyes holding the young apprentice's gaze steadily. "Remember, Mirepaw, the warrior code guides us not just in battle, but in every step we take as guardians of these woods. Trust in it, and it will guide you true, even when the path seems uncertain." With a reassuring flick of her tail, Redrobin dipped her head, offering silent encouragement for Mirepaw to absorb the lesson and carry it proudly in her heart. "As you grow in strength and skill, Mirepaw," Redrobin continued, her tone warm with encouragement, "you'll come to understand the importance of loyalty to our Clan and respect for the codes that bind us together. It's not just about the prey we catch or the battles we fight, but the integrity of our character as warriors." She took a moment to let her words sink in before speaking again. "And remember, Mirepaw, it's not weakness to show restraint. Sometimes, the bravest act is to hold back, to honor the boundaries that define us and the trust we've kind of built with our neighboring Clans. That, my young friend, is the mark of a true warrior." With a final nod of reassurance, Redrobin stepped back, allowing Mirepaw to ponder the lessons imparted, knowing that with time and experience, the young apprentice would come to embody the very essence of what it meant to be a warrior of their proud clan. @taillow // @Aroogi |
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MIREPAW she/her | shadowclan apprentice | 7 moons No hunting on territory that didn't belong to her, or ShadowClan. If prey crossed over, she shouldn't chase it. Mirepaw nodded thoughtfully and turned to look back over the territory. It didn't seem all that much different from theirs, outside of the trees looking a bit different. Part of her wondered what the cats from RiverClan were like. Did they have families too? Did they have sisters and brothers, Mama's and Papa's that they looked out for? It brought a smile to her face to think so. |
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Redrobin approached Mirepaw with a gentle smile, her green eyes warm and encouraging. "You have a noble spirit, Mirepaw," she murmured, admiration evident in her tone. "To aspire to be like your family, to honor the traditions of our Clan... It speaks volumes of your character."
She dipped her head respectfully, acknowledging the weight of the warrior code. "Respect and integrity are the pillars of our way of life," she explained, her voice carrying the wisdom of seasons spent in the heart of the Clan. "By following these principles, you not only honor our ancestors but also pave the path for the next generation." With a flick of her tail, she gestured to the expanse of their territory, the land they called home. "Every pawstep you take here, every hunt, every patrol—it's all part of a legacy, Mirepaw. A legacy that you're now a part of." Her gaze softened as she regarded the young apprentice, seeing the potential gleaming in her bright eyes. "You're already on your way to becoming a true warrior," Redrobin assured her, her voice tinged with pride. "And remember, Mirepaw, the greatest strength lies not just in skill, but in heart. Your determination and devotion to your family and Clan will carry you far." With a gentle nudge of her muzzle, Redrobin conveyed her belief in the young cat's potential. "Make your family proud, Mirepaw. But most importantly, make yourself proud. That's the mark of a true warrior." The calico turned back to the border. ''Now, to mark borders, Mirepaw, you'll just rub your pelt along something close to you that is apart of our border,'' Redrobin instructed with a wave of her plumed, feathery dark ginger tail. ''Like that tree over there. Watch me, and then copy my actions on that bush.'' Gesturing to the bush with a flick of her muzzle, Redrobin headed over to the tree and ran her cheek along the rippled bark. The ShadowClanner did this a couple of times before she turned back to face Mirepaw. ''Now you try.'' @taillow - it'll be your turn next :0 |
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