Adderpaw
Determined ⋆ Loyal ⋆ Lawful Good ⋆ She/Her ⋆ Beefed Up T3
“One day I’ll be the greatest warrior of all the clans!”
"I could have my toeies bite anyone who was rude!" Adderpaw said while she batted the ground a few times. She of course wouldn't do it just to anyone. Just to those who were the clans enemies!
"If they were, my paws? Well first if they needed their own food I would feed them all the mice that they wanted. Then I would use them to bite loners and bad cats! ...Uh only if they were a danger to others, if not I think I would just scare them off our land." Adderpaw said as she started to pretend her paws were snakes.
[Deerspark]
Tom\Warrior\RC
"Da da da we're dead-"
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"Ah. How interesting." He nodded, making a clear effort to squash his giggles.
He couldn't help but wonder how old Adderpaw was. Eight moons? Nine? Regardless of how old she was, she'd be a great warrior. There was nothing wrong with a bit of humor, Deerspark would argue that it was needed, to not only lift your spirits, but others.
He was glad he hadn't stumbled on anycat that had an unreasonable bone to pick with him. If he had, he would've slinked back into the shadows just as quickly as he emerged from them. No need to fight when you can just run.
"They'd be terrified of you, that's for sure."
(I don't think that quote worked! Here's a tag^^ @Fish)
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After the whole meeting debacle and all that had followed, Dusklion wasn't too sure what the Clan's opinion on her was, but she knew it wasn't good. It still hurt - stars, it hurt more today than it had at the meeting - but none of that showed on her face. Instead her expression was steeled as she padded towards the clearing and observed the going-ons in camp. She wouldn't let it bother her (at least not until night fell and she could slip out to the nest she'd made just outside of the camp's entrance) as she took a look around.
In a surprise twist, she had been allowed to keep her rank of Head Lionheart, being given an actual run down of what was to be expected of her; one of which was filling up the current team. Cherryswirl had been gone for a bit and though she'd seen Sparrowsnarl around he wasn't as active anymore as she would've liked, which meant that it was just her, Springburst, and Mistyshard. There were a few cats she had in mind for the roles, and the names were on the tip of her tongue to speak...
...But then the words of her Clanmates came back, the sharp and cutting ones that criticized her character and dismissed all she had done for the Clan. Dusk knew it was deserved though. She narrowed her eyes at the thought, deciding to get to it later and instead padded towards the fresh-kill pile. There wasn't much so she just ended up taking one of the water voles she had caught, heading off to the side of the clearing and settling down to eat.
(bet you thought i forgot but no! i just ignored it ;3 /silly)
->> jayfrost [he/him, rc warrior, 25moons, burn baby burn] <<-
a tall silver classic-tabby with well groomed short to medium length fur and icy blue eyes
@Fritter
camp was horribly boring, and his leg was still bothering him, semi constant pain mixed with shallow raspy breaths and a skull splitting headaches all just combined into a heavy tense mood and resulted in the silver tabby snapping at near everyone that crossed his path...more than usual at least. he had been trying to doze, blue eyes semi closed when the vibration and noise of a cat passing him disturbed the sweet sweet peace and quiet of late afternoon. torn ears twitched back in annoyance as he eyed the tom, snow white and like thunderclan didnt touch a hair on his head (i hate translating sayings). "you, cme'here" he half hissed-half stated, pushing himself up and into a seated position to look down at the other tom.
Duskleaf slowly wandered into the clearing, he’d been walking around for a bit but was coming into the clearing to see if there was anything that needed to be done. He walked over to the group of cats and gave a respectful nod.
"Is there anything that needs to be done? I've just had a walk around to get used to everything." He said.
(Sorry if this isn’t so good, this is my first time roleplaying XD)
Fadingsun looked up from where he'd been grooming, hearing Duskleaf's words. There was always something to be done, especially these days when it felt like a good half of the Clan couldn't be bothered to do the duties they were assigned. "There's always hunting that can be done," he called. Flicking his eyes around the clearing, he caught sight of someone who hadn't been doing pretty much anything in the Clan as of recent.
"Cedarfrost!" he said, his voice booming with sudden authority. Hm, maybe he was starting to get used to this deputy stuff, after all. "You've barely done anything around here the past moon or so. Go out and hunt with Duskleaf, wherever in the territory you want."
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Blue tabby tom with white splotches and blue and amber heterochromia.
He/They
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Sloerush took an awkward moment to comprehend what was just said to him. What was that? Oh. Right. He was asked a question. That's right.
"Uh-" He started, eyeing the fresh-kill pile. "Well, uh- I like fish..? Ye-yeah, uhm... Fish. D-Doesn't matter which kind." His eyes travelled somewhere else, away from Seabreeze and the fresh-kill pile. He found fish milding perturbing, he didn't like a slmiy and scaly texture of it. He didn't quite enjoy the look of dead mammals, either. In fact, he didn't like the look of any kind of dead things, from plants to other cats. He would never look at a dead organism without thinking about his life in ShadowClan ever again. But a cat needs to eat, don't they? Sloerush answered his own question in his head. He would usually venture out of RiverClan camp to find berry bushes, where he would just eat the berries. That was how he fed himself. Fresh-kill ocassionally but not as often.
"A-actually, it doesn't matter what I eat. I-I'll eat it anyways." That was a lie, wasn't it? He wouldn't eat anything he was given, he knew he wouldn't. But Sloerush could not bring himself up to reject an offer. It felt too... Disrespectful and rude. He wasn't even that hungry anyways. He shrugged, then glanced back at Seabreeze, his short plumed tail quivering slightly in the wind.
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Seabreeze
He/him | Riverclan Warrior | Moons: 16 | Purrks: Go with the Flow | The Collector | Ultimate Predator |
“Ocean waters rising above your neck
You feel the glass start to crack.”
Seabreeze lit up at the other's words and immediately picked through the pile to find a good sized fish that could feed both of them, though the fish weren't all that big in size quite yet. His claws hooked easily on the gills of the fish and the tom dragged it to the side where he could grab it without touching too much of the other prey simply because it felt cleaner in a way. Blue eyes lifted from the fish to the other warrior and Seabreeze frowned when he saw the uncomfortable look on the other's face. It is possible that they are just uncomfortable with him but Seabreeze wasn't sure and awkwardly motioned to a nearby area to sit and eat out of the way.
As the tom settled into a sort of crouching loaf, Seabreeze immediately dug into the fish, using a singular claw to cut away some of the scales to avoid them. They weren't Seabreeze's favorite thing ever to be honest. Then pulling back while chewing the bite in his mouth, the warrior pushed the fish to Sloerush. AS he ate, the sandy grey-blue tom watched them carefully before turning away his sky blue gaze to nothing in particular. After finishing his mouth full, the warriors spoke to Sloerush with a genuine tone, "Am I making you uncomfortable? I can leave if you want..."
Duskleaf looked back at Fadingsun, seeming somewhat excited.
"Of course!" He said. "Hey Cedarfrost, I was thinking we could go over to Lionsbeach, but if you know somewhere else we could go then I’d be happy to hunt there instead?" He said.
VenomWink sat in the clearing, lazily grooming herself as she would peek up every once and a while her clanmates raced around her. She could be doing something eventful with her life, but truly she didn't want to deal with the fleabags she already had to be around twenty-four-seven. Surely other new warriors would be pleased to help out with the clan, but if you asked her she'd probably rip their neck off.
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Treeheart glanced at the she, then looked away. Then looked again. It was Venomwink! She was so pretty and cool...Wow... her fur was all shimmery and perfect... he could stare at her all day... WAIT NO TREEHEART- BAD!!! STARING IS RUDE IF YOU EVER WANT HER TO LIKE YOU YOU HAVE TO BE NICE! NOW GO SAY HI! YES, that's what i'll do.
VenomWink turned her head as she heard a stampering voice. She was prepared to lash out on whoever interuped her doing nothing sesh, but she looked with a venomous stare taking in the black and white tom that stood before her. The sleek warrior quickly shook her head before snapping back as a delicate damsel. she looked around once before replying in a high pitched voice. ' ' Yes, tha'd be me. ' ' she said with a giggle. Sure she was a lesbian but she could lead the feline on.
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