Strawberryfur was relieved that he wasn't totally pissed off at her. "I just got a little lost in thought." She admitted, curling her tail to lightly tap it against her head, the fur on the tip of her tail brushing against the fur on top of her head. "I can get a little mouse-brained sometimes." She closed one eye and stuck her tongue out slightly, making a derpy face to accentuate her dopiness.
"You're not hurt are you?" She asked, leaning forward a little to sniff his tail.
SILVERPAW "SILVS"
He Watched Her Lean Forward To Sniff His Tail. I'm Fine. Been Through Worse. He Shuffled A Bit. His Useless Leg Hovered Above The Mossy Ground, His Half Torn Face Looked Almost Shiny Under The Sun, And The Scar On His Back Did The Same. His Blue Eye Stared A Her, As He Spoke. Are You Alright?
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Ain't No Rest For The Wicked.
Money Don't Grow On Trees.
From The Song "Ain't No Rest For The Wicked"
SILVS Is An Exiled ThunderClan Apprentice.
If He Is Needed, Mention Me.
He Watched Her Lean Forward To Sniff His Tail. I'm Fine. Been Through Worse. He Shuffled A Bit. His Useless Leg Hovered Above The Mossy Ground, His Half Torn Face Looked Almost Shiny Under The Sun, And The Scar On His Back Did The Same. His Blue Eye Stared A Her, As He Spoke. Are You Alright?
Strawberryfur didn't notice any obvious wounds. Satisfied she backed away, tilting her head to the side ever-so-slightly when the tom said he'd been through worse. But he's so young... It was only then that she noticed the tom's leg and scars. Strawberryfur suddenly felt this horrible guilt wave over her, here she was fretting over tripping on his tail and she hadn't even noticed the scars of everything else he's endured. How could she be so insensitive? And then he asked if she was okay.
She nodded, a warm smile coming to her face. "Of course!" She purred. "I may have a lot of air between my ears, but I've got good reflexes." She meowed with a wink. "I was able to catch myself." She sat down next to the long-furred silver cat. "I'm sorry if I was insensitive..." She murmured, shuffling her paws slightly.
Strawberryfur didn't notice any obvious wounds. Satisfied she backed away, tilting her head to the side ever-so-slightly when the tom said he'd been through worse. But he's so young... It was only then that she noticed the tom's leg and scars. Strawberryfur suddenly felt this horrible guilt wave over her, here she was fretting over tripping on his tail and she hadn't even noticed the scars of everything else he's endured. How could she be so insensitive? And then he asked if she was okay.
She nodded, a warm smile coming to her face. "Of course!" She purred. "I may have a lot of air between my ears, but I've got good reflexes." She meowed with a wink. "I was able to catch myself." She sat down next to the long-furred silver cat. "I'm sorry if I was insensitive..." She murmured, shuffling her paws slightly.
SILVERPAW "SILVS"
He Gave The She A Small Smile. It's Fine, Most Cats Just Tell Me I Was Being A 'Normal Reckless Apprentice' When They Talk To Me. It's Really Not A Problem. He Curled His Tail Around His Paw. Makes Me Feel A Bit Better Knowing You Saw Me As A Normal Looking Apprentice. His Tail Flicked, He Turned His Muzzle To The Sky. Beautiful Day, Yes?
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Ain't No Rest For The Wicked.
Money Don't Grow On Trees.
From The Song "Ain't No Rest For The Wicked"
SILVS Is An Exiled ThunderClan Apprentice.
If He Is Needed, Mention Me.
He Gave The She A Small Smile. It's Fine, Most Cats Just Tell Me I Was Being A 'Normal Reckless Apprentice' When They Talk To Me. It's Really Not A Problem. He Curled His Tail Around His Paw. Makes Me Feel A Bit Better Knowing You Saw Me As A Normal Looking Apprentice. His Tail Flicked, He Turned His Muzzle To The Sky. Beautiful Day, Yes?
Strawberryfur beamed, she was forgiven! Good! She could tell this apprentice has been through a lot. "What does normal even mean?" She mused. "Everyone has their own scars and experiences after all." She added, briefly touching the tip of her tail to the tom's ear.
She purred in acknowledgement of his comment on the day. "It is!" She purred. "Despite everything, the clan overall seems to be in a good mood. It's not too hot today, and it's greenleaf so there's plenty of prey!" She noted cheerfully. She knew there were still the two kits that were sick, but a patrol had gone out for herbs earlier so she was positive that they'd be okay.
°•○♡ FAWNPAW ♡○•° She/Her • Apprentice • 5M • ThC A solid brown she-cat with a cream muzzle POSTS: 8/100
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The small she-cat was laying in the clearing, unmoving due to her fatigue. Her nose was runny and she kept flicking her tongue out to clean it, but it soon became futile as it kept running and she gave up. Her head was fuzzy with pain and heat and she groaned and closed her eyes, tucking head head into her paws.
This was awful. Was.. this was being really sick was like? She hoped it would be over soon..
[ open to anyone who wants Fawnpaw to infect someone hehehheeh ]
°•○☆ TINYOWL ☆○•° He/They • Warrior • 23M • ThC very small pure-white tom freckled with gray - gray paws, tail, ears & eye circles
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Hoots sat in the clearing, nose runny and head hot and painful. He was definately sick, starclan why?!
He coughed and slumped down, eyes half closed. This was dang terrible and he didnt like it one bit.
♡StormPaw♡
Male | 9 Moons | ThunderClan Apprentice | Mentor: Skunk’Ridge | Posts: 49/100
light gray tabby tom with fluffy cloud-like fur and stormy blue eyes. his ears have white fur tufts at the top
Purrks: None
Interaction For: @nyme @Highsnow of Matterhorn @Eucalyptuspaw
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He embraced the night, his bright gaze flicking to GoldenPaw as she spoke. Not tired huh? He cracked a grin at her. Then she asked a question…his gaze flicked back up to the starry sky. What a gorgeous stargazing night huh? All his ancestors up there. “M…mhmm…love ya mama…love ya pops…” he whispered, averting his gaze from the stars down to his paws. Hell did he miss them. “A-and FishKit…” he sighed. So much family missing huh? And he never really acknowledged it.
Larkswoop green gaze caught the white-and-silver pelt of her former apprentice. Getting to her paws, she bounded over to Silverpaw and nuzzled his ears.
A shudder ran down Larkswoop´s spine at her brother´s mention of asking Bumblestar about making a compromise. ´´In case you have forgotten, Breezy, I´m not Bumblestar´s favorite cat at the moment,´´ She murmured, wrapping her tail neatly around her paws. ´´Training Ravenpaw in camp is better than not training her at all, you know.´´
↟ Breezepool ↟
"the most stupid decision ive ever made" thunderclan - he/they - 30 moons
Stars, that was a stupid suggestion, if he could face-palm; he would. He hadnt forgotten just, uh, mentally displaced that fact. Breezepool personally wasn't the biggest fan of Bumblestar either, he wasn't fond of a pawful of her most recent decrees, and although he agreed the lockdown was necessary he thought there were better ways she couldve gone about it. "Yeah, I know. Doesnt change it from sucking, im sure." a small sigh escaped his maw, this wasnt his problem to sort out, he wasnt a mentor or anything, but he felt annoyed for his sister. "Let me know if i can help out with anything, it'll give me something to do anyways." a joking smile crossed his maw as he added that last part.
Larkswoop
Killer Aptitude Tier 3
Flock Together Tier 3
Lyrebird´s Lullaby 30 Moons
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Larkswoop tipped her head to the side thoughtfully. ´´I´m sure that Bumblestar would appreciate it if you gave some of ThunderClan´s apprentices some tips for their training,´´ The broad-shouldered warrior suggested. ´´The other day, I made Ravenpaw, Cypresspaw - Spiderthroat´s apprentice - and Timberpaw - Bumblestar´s apprentice - practice their pouncing and had them run through a spare patch of brambles so they could get used to navigating tight spaces.´´
She turned a bright green gaze on Breezepool. ´´You could help me with that another day, too,´´ Larkswoop blinked, her tail swaying behind her. ´´Or we could ask Wolfhive if we could go hunting with him. If I remember correctly, Bumblestar said that no cats were allowed out of camp without an escort of a High Rank or a Hornet due to to threats. I´m sure Wolfhive would go with us.´´
Wolfhive wasn´t Larkswoop´s favorite cat, but when it came to reasoning, he was much better than Bumblestar.
Re: ThunderClan Clearing
