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Well that was a bit frustrating for her, it seemed her sibling beat her to the clearing she would have to do better next time. "We finished mr ferret! The den's all clean and everything!" she gave a toothy grin at the bigger cat as she came to a halt in front of the warrior.
Silverpaw was sitting next to the prey pile with his sibling. He was happy that Minnowpaw had a great day, but at the same time, astonished that they both had the opportunity to talk with their deputy. I wonder if he's that friendly with all the apprentices...
The silver apprentice opened his mouth, but right when he started speaking, he heard his mentor calling him. "Dapplewing!"
He had so much to tell him! "Can you wait for me here?" he asked Minnowpaw, as he was approaching the warrior. "I went hunting with Gingerfrost!"
Silverpaw didn't even let his mentor open his mouth. The young apprentice had exciting news. "I couldn't find Cinnamonpetal so I asked Gingerfrost where she is and he told me we're going hunting together. It was so cool! Are we going to see the territory now? I already went at Cattail Pond and Gingerfrost tought me to hunt..! Could you talk with Minnowpaw's mentor? Can they come with us?" he mewed, taking a deep breath after he finished talking.
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"I have travelled so far and loved so much, and yet I am still following the Sun Trail, heading for my new hunting grounds"
Looking up when her friend got there, she gave a sad smile,
"I guess going to the elders den didn't turn out too great."
Minnowkit shook her head. “Nope. Maybe we should wait awhile until we visit again… just in case”
She knew how unlikely it was that they would find someone else dead but It wasn’t worth the risk.
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Nodding at Birdpaw's words, the little kitten sat down near the edge of the clearing where she could watch, but not disturb. Finding a few flowers, she began to weave them together.
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Minnowkit was sad of course but just like Juniperkit had said, she wasn’t that sad. She sat beside Juniperkit while she weaved flowers.
Birdpaw purred weakly, watching little Juni start to weave flowers together. Minnowkit soon joined her. Birdpaw was glad that the kits weren't too affected by the sad experience.
The gray hellhound-like warrior took his time, taking small steps toward the prey pile and place the silvery, slimy fish on the top of it. His blank stare focused on his catch until he became bored of it, which was swift. With a hmph, he stood in the sun, letting it heat up his cold heart, if that was even possible to do. Willowscar's long tail swayed in emotionless enjoyment.
Char Site updated (10/11/22), added Blazingpaw and Goldenkit!
During most or few roleplays, I will do a flashback that was conjured in my characters' thoughts. Please do not respond to the flashback unless you have the power to read minds or smth.
The gray hellhound-like warrior took his time, taking small steps toward the prey pile and place the silvery, slimy fish on the top of it. His blank stare focused on his catch until he became bored of it, which was swift. With a hmph, he stood in the sun, letting it heat up his cold heart, if that was even possible to do. Willowscar's long tail swayed in emotionless enjoyment.
Wheatkit
3 moons || he/him || Brown with orange calico marking, tiny darker brown spots near the rear and stripes on the tip of his tail; blue eyes
Wheatkit was wandering around in the clearing. He didn't have much to do today-- just like any other day-- so he had decided to see all the big-cats. Warriors, apprentices, and more warriors were walking around. Very busy! He wanted to look busy too. So, the young tom straightened up, puffing out his chest when-- Oooh, what was that over there? A perfect pretend-snake. He crouched low, beginning to narrate in his most epic voice. "Wheatstar spots a highly-venomous snake in the camp. It's very dangerous, but Wheatstar is not one to back down!" He whispered, his soft delicate paws making nearly no noise on the dirt beneath him. With a wiggle of his haunches, he prepared himself with a simple thought: Easy as catching a bug. Even though the last bug he tried to catch was unsuccessful. "AND HE POUNCES!" Wheatkit shouted in his regular non-epic and squeaky voice, front paws landing on the large warrior's flicking tail. "Wheatstar wrestles the snake! He's vicious!" The kit mewed, nipping and pawing at the large fluffy tail, rolling onto his back and kicking at it with his hind legs.
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Wheatkit
3 moons || he/him || Brown with orange calico marking, tiny darker brown spots near the rear and stripes on the tip of his tail; blue eyes
Wheatkit was wandering around in the clearing. He didn't have much to do today-- just like any other day-- so he had decided to see all the big-cats. Warriors, apprentices, and more warriors were walking around. Very busy! He wanted to look busy too. So, the young tom straightened up, puffing out his chest when-- Oooh, what was that over there? A perfect pretend-snake. He crouched low, beginning to narrate in his most epic voice. "Wheatstar spots a highly-venomous snake in the camp. It's very dangerous, but Wheatstar is not one to back down!" He whispered, his soft delicate paws making nearly no noise on the dirt beneath him. With a wiggle of his haunches, he prepared himself with a simple thought: Easy as catching a bug. Even though the last bug he tried to catch was unsuccessful. "AND HE POUNCES!" Wheatkit shouted in his regular non-epic and squeaky voice, front paws landing on the large warrior's flicking tail. "Wheatstar wrestles the snake! He's vicious!" The kit mewed, nipping and pawing at the large fluffy tail, rolling onto his back and kicking at it with his hind legs.
The warrior's scars stung and scorched by the sun. He did not react nor flinched, and only left his ears open to listen to the darkness of the nature. Now and again, he could hear a soft, very soft voice. His eyelids weighed down in annoyance. The voice is a damn fly buzzing close. Willowscar clenched his teeth, hidden by his thin lips.
His heart skipped many pawsteps as the fly shouted behind. He ducked his head, shut his eyes, and bared his teeth as his ears flop around as if it could only squeal in disturbance. Weight added on his tail, solidifying Willowscar's thoughts. He moved his head slightly to the right and stretched his pupils in order to take the glimpse of the tiny menace.
Willowscar never bother with remembering names of babies who lack intelligence or skill; seeing the calico coat, the color orange, brown spots, and whatever color he didn't care to note, the name never came to the gray tom's mind. He wouldn't care anyhow, name or no name. A growl rumbled in his throat, his claws pulled out. The kit better have a good explanation of this stupidity.
Char Site updated (10/11/22), added Blazingpaw and Goldenkit!
During most or few roleplays, I will do a flashback that was conjured in my characters' thoughts. Please do not respond to the flashback unless you have the power to read minds or smth.
Dapplewing’s eyes lit up when his apprentice called his name–he was very fond of the young tom, even if they hadn’t spent much time together as of late. Silverpaw’s excitement and energy were contagious, and as he listened to his story about patrolling with their deputy, he felt a bit of excitement bubbling in his own chest, too. Going out on patrol with the clan’s leader was definitely exciting as an apprentice!
“That’s great, Silverpaw! I’m glad to hear that everything went well–I’d like for you to show me everything that Gingerfrost taught you just so I know where you are with hunting, alright?” He assumed that Gingerfrost had taught him the basics, hunter’s crouch, how to approach without your prey fleeing–he wondered if Silverpaw had caught anything. He’d ask about it a little later, though.
“Mmhm, I don’t see an issue with taking anyone else with us. The more the merrier, after all.” The spotted tom’s gaze shifted towards Minnowpaw, his tail flicking as he tried to recall who it’s mentor was.
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