risingstorm needed to get out and stretch, he hasn't been that well... active in the last few days. he knew he should have but he just was struggling to get out and move, with a deep breath the hornet limped out of the warriors den into the clearing looking around for any trouble.
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Cream tabby she-cat with dark brown and orange markings, green eyes and a bobbed tail
She/Her | 23 Moons | + every 20th | ThunderClan Warrior | Friendly and playful
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Milkbee had been frolicking in the clearing. As always. The cold never bothered her anyway. And just as she was beginning to grow bored... Oh! Risingstorm! They haven't talked in a while!
"Heya Risingstorm! How're ya doin'?" The cream-furred she-cat chirped cheerfully, bounding towards the Hornet like a kit seeing snow for the first time. "We haven't seen each other in a while, haven't we? Which is kiiiiinda funny, because we're in the same Clan! So! What've you been up to? More important Hornet stuff? Is that why I haven't see you around?"
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Kestrelkit's ears twitched as she heard the crunch of pawsteps behind her, faint but distinct against the quiet of the clearing. She turned her head to see the scarred form of Firebloom moving toward her, the older molly’s red-tinted fur catching the faint gray light filtering through the clouds. Firebloom was an intimidating figure to the young kit, with her weathered face and the air of someone who had seen far more of the world than Kestrelkit could imagine. Yet there was something oddly comforting in the way she smiled, her white-tipped paws brushing against the snow with deliberate gentleness. When Firebloom spoke, Kestrelkit's mismatched eyes brightened, curiosity sparking at the warrior's mention of the nursery. “It is warmer,” she admitted softly, her voice carrying the light, thoughtful tone of a kit lost in her own musings. “But the snow is… more interesting. The way it falls, how soft it feels when it touches you, and how it just… disappears.” She paused, stretching out a tiny paw to scoop up a small clump of snow. She held it up as it crumbled apart, the flakes dissolving into wetness against her dilute calico fur. “It’s like it’s not even real, but it changes everything.” She glanced up at Firebloom, her gaze flickering over the older cat’s scars for a moment before settling on her face. “Do you think the snow feels cold to StarClan too?” she asked, tilting her head. It was a strange question, one she wasn’t sure even made sense, but Kestrelkit had never been shy about voicing the thoughts that flitted through her mind.
“Are you cold?” she asked suddenly, her small voice carrying a note of concern. Without waiting for an answer, she moved closer, brushing her tiny side lightly against one of Firebloom’s legs. It was a bold gesture, but it came naturally to Kestrelkit, whose instinct to comfort often outweighed her awareness of boundaries. Her tail flicked once, scattering a few stray snowflakes into the air. “If you’re cold, we could walk around,” she suggested, her gaze darting briefly to the camp’s snow-dusted edges. “Or we could make a game out of it! Maybe… maybe we could see who can make the biggest pawprint!” The kit’s eyes sparkled with excitement at the idea, her earlier stillness melting away like the snow beneath her paws. “What do you think?”
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Heavily scarred and half-blind she-cat with red fur, minimal white spotting and a single ocean blue eye.
She/Her | 12 Moons | + every 21st | ThunderClan Warrior | Insecure
Purrks:
Silver Tongue T1 [Permanently Active]
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The kit explaining the wonders of snow made Firebloom very happy. She watched the snow fall from the little kit's paw with a fond smile. She remembered when she was like that once. It wasn't a very long time ago, but she could remember herself, little Firekit, bouncing around the clearing, ecstatic about the snow. She was happy then. That had changed 2 moons later. Everything had changed 2 moons later. She hadn't been that happy until several more moons later. Everything was ruined. She was ruined. But looking back, it was pretty foolish. She let her blood define who she was. She let her scars determine how she looked at the world. As stupid as that sounded, that was how she was then. She knew better now.
"I think S-StarClan is cold, too, but... Not the freezing cold kind. Just enough to feel nice." She answered, brushing her thin tail across the ground, kicking up puffs of snow. "I believe i-it is very nice there. Nothing is the same... But nothing i-is excessive."
The she-cat let out a small giggle as Kestrelkit brushed her body against her leg, a small, yet thoughtful attempt to warm them both up. She let out a small purr at the gesture, touching her tail tip to the kit's head.
"I b-believe we c-can..." Firebloom nodded, paws slowly moving to take a step forward. "Th-there are many games we can p-play in the snow, no? W-we could make pawprints... For sure... We can also b-build little dens with the s-snow..." She didn't know a lot of games, but, well, she was a kit once, too. She had to something, at least!
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Yellowfang turned her gaze from WillowPaw to OrangeFlower, a hint of curiosity in her eyes. "Nice to meet you, OrangeFlower," she replied, her voice steady but warm. @Rown @Festive_Cherry
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Okay, uneventful day.
You would think that once she's a warrior, things would be a little less... uninteresting?
Honestly not much changed except what she could do and her named.
Every apprentice expects big change, including her, but there really just... wasn't, not really.
It's good to have though, a warrior name is something earned.
She's thinking too much.
Ravenfire stands up and stretches, before she looks around.
His bones were cold. The evening air was frigid, and the dying light didn't help to warm anything up in the slightest. Mountaintalon slipped out of the warrior's den and immediately fluffed out his pelt. He hated leafbare and needed to warm up.
"Excuse me." He approached Mothflame, eyeing her scar before looking to her face in full. "I'd like a spar. You seem as if you know what you're doing on the battlefield."
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Cream tabby she-cat with dark brown and orange markings, green eyes and a bobbed tail
She/Her | 23 Moons | + every 20th | ThunderClan Warrior | Friendly and playful
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Milkbee had been frolicking in the clearing. As always. The cold never bothered her anyway. And just as she was beginning to grow bored... Oh! Risingstorm! They haven't talked in a while!
"Heya Risingstorm! How're ya doin'?" The cream-furred she-cat chirped cheerfully, bounding towards the Hornet like a kit seeing snow for the first time. "We haven't seen each other in a while, haven't we? Which is kiiiiinda funny, because we're in the same Clan! So! What've you been up to? More important Hornet stuff? Is that why I haven't see you around?"
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The hornet sighed as his dark green eyes crept across the clearing he wasnt feeling all that happy right now, more like a meh...board was the easy way to put it, maybe he would go out, go hunt probably or go look around the territory again. Scanning the clearing one more time he spotted a familiar cream pelt, MILKBEE! Risingstorm smiled when he saw the she cat, bee was always such a nice and sweet cat someone nice to have around. shifting his position to face milkbee now he wrapped his tail around his paws " Hello bee he greeted with a small chirp, Oh, yeah suppose we haven't seen each other in a few days it is kinda funny he meowed twitching his whiskers in amusement not much actually mostly solo outing ya know been kinda anxious these last few days." he meowedhe didn't know why he felt that way, but he was glad Milkbee was around she made thing feel a bit better.
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His bones were cold. The evening air was frigid, and the dying light didn't help to warm anything up in the slightest. Mountaintalon slipped out of the warrior's den and immediately fluffed out his pelt. He hated leafbare and needed to warm up.
"Excuse me." He approached Mothflame, eyeing her scar before looking to her face in full. "I'd like a spar. You seem as if you know what you're doing on the battlefield."
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Fluffy leopard-spotted she-cat with dichroic eyes and a scar covering half her face.
She/Her | 25 Moons | + every 19th | ThunderClan Warrior | Sweet but Deadly
Purrks:
Mind Reader [INACTIVE] • Killer Aptitude T3 [INACTIVE] • Ultimate Predator [Permanently Active]
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Out of all cats that would have possibly hunted her down, she didn't quite expect Mountaintalon to approach her. Quite the unusual cat. She let out a lighthearted scoff at his request, fully turning her body to look at the tom.
"My, I'm flattered," she gave a small smirk, tail twitching in amusement. "I'd love that. Ready whenever you are."
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The hornet sighed as his dark green eyes crept across the clearing he wasnt feeling all that happy right now, more like a meh...board was the easy way to put it, maybe he would go out, go hunt probably or go look around the territory again. Scanning the clearing one more time he spotted a familiar cream pelt, MILKBEE! Risingstorm smiled when he saw the she cat, bee was always such a nice and sweet cat someone nice to have around. shifting his position to face milkbee now he wrapped his tail around his paws " Hello bee he greeted with a small chirp, Oh, yeah suppose we haven't seen each other in a few days it is kinda funny he meowed twitching his whiskers in amusement not much actually mostly solo outing ya know been kinda anxious these last few days." he meowedhe didn't know why he felt that way, but he was glad Milkbee was around she made thing feel a bit better.
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Cream tabby she-cat with dark brown and orange markings, green eyes and a bobbed tail
She/Her | 23 Moons | + every 20th | ThunderClan Warrior | Friendly and playful
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Milkbee let out a small giggle, pale green eyes brightening at the nickname the Hornet always seemed to have for her. Though, her expression instantly hardened over at the mention of him being somewhat anxious.
"Awh, I wonder why that is?" She murmured, expression full of empathy. "I'll have you know right now, if you're ever feeling down, come to me! I might not be the best help, but... I'll try! We can also go on a small outing together? Hunting? I know you'd probably like hunting, soooooo... Whaddaya say?" Her last words were accompanied by a playful smile, her eyes twinkling with excitement.
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