[TC EVENT; PRIZES] Stockpiling For Winter

[Badwolf]

[Antpaw]
Apprentice|9 moons|Thunderclan

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Antpaw slinks forward, lips pursed, up for the task. Why not? He was feeling good about his hunting skills. Brackenclaw taught him a quite bit, and he'd caught a vole last week during a patrol, so he was feeling lucky. Besides, the buddy system was still ongoing in camp. Not that it mattered: his mentor was still away, and he wasn't able to go out of camp alone, but the important part was that there were so many cats stuffed in camp, and he wanted a break. He wanted to take some fresh air.

It wouldn't be bad to bring back some warm feathers if he happened to catch a bird or two, Antpaw thinks to himself. His grumpy, beady eyes observe the other cats unhappily, and only narrow with approval after he hears Bumblestar scold Spring. Serves her right for abandoning their camp. Wolfpaw and Hollowpaw had to work their paws off with no proper training or knowledge while she was getting cozy with some ragged tom she found. In fact, he would have preferred her driven off if not for the fact that there was an epidemic going on. Antpaw snorts derisively.

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[iliri]

Spring
long-furred, scarred, oriental-shaped, gray-and-orange calico molly with blue eyes; torn right ear
purrks: herbal knowledge - tier 2 | the collector | mind reader | dreamwalker
she/her | … | 25 moons

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Spring’s tattered ears twitched at the cutting tone, and she flinched her head back slightly, guilt flickering across her face. Of course, she’d expected this—how could she not? Still, the rejection stung more than she wanted to admit. Especially after everything that happened as of late. Her half-blinded gaze dropped to her paws for a moment, a shadow of disappointment softening her features, but she didn’t argue. She knew Bumblestar was right. The kits weren’t far off, and it wasn’t worth the risk, no matter how much she wanted to prove herself. Why should she even bother, anyway? She made a fool of herself in the first place by making herself known within the gathering crowd. “Right… I’ll… go ahead and… leave.” With a faint nod, Spring padded away towards the nursery, her long tail low but not dragging. She understood the decision, even if it left her chest feeling heavy. She just hoped she still had enough time to do something that can help the clan just a little bit. Other than giving Wolfpaw the knowledge that he acquired.

@dino. (again, a horrible reply :sad: mb )

[Cherry_Blossom]

Aldernose came up. Maybe he could get some prey?

Willowpaw excitedly came. Even if she just learned, she could do it! [ALL OPEN]

[Rowan]

ORANGEFLOWER
Posts: 68 | Female
Purrks: Kitty Softpaws
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The warrior quickly rushed over happily.

[Morrigan]

Nightgaze
Thunderclan Hornet
Purrk: Ultimate predator(active)

Nightgaze was quick to bound over when Bumblestar came up with an event adressing her main concerns. The quick approach of winter and shortage of prey lining the pile had got her all sorts of anxious. Good to see boss had noticed too. In terms on hunting the hornet considered herself quite the expert, not to brag. And combined with her competitive spirit this would certainly not be fruitless.

[Idiotic.Bean101]

Ravenpaw makes her way over.

[Star]

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Mothflame
Fluffy leopard-spotted she-cat with dichroic eyes and a scar covering half her face.
She/Her | 23 Moons | + every 19th | ThunderClan Warrior | Sweet but Deadly

Purrks:
Mind Reader [INACTIVE] • Killer Aptitude T1 [INACTIVE] • Ultimate Predator [Permanently Active]
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Mothflame's ears perked at Bumblestar's ringing voice, and she was over in a heartbeat. Hunting! She loved hunting, probably not as much as she liked fighting, but it was still something to be proud of.

{OPEN!}
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[babysith]

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She-Cat <‐> 35 Moons <-> Warrior <-> Thunderclan <-> #cdrstrk
[Killer Aptitude 1][Kitty Softpaw 1][The Collector]
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Cedarstrike approached with a bit of pep in her step- She adored a good hunt, and with it close to winter this timing was perfect!

[Rose]

Softdaisy
She/Her

After side-eyeing Spring - just Spring now, she supposed - for leaving the Nursery while looking like an inflated... inflated whatever and then shuffling back in, Softdaisy found herself blinking down at herself. Eh, she wasn't that old, or that much out of shape. Right? Softdaisy hadn't gotten a truckload of excersize after having her own kittens and then getting stuck in the Nursery to raise Briarberry's, but she might as well offer her help if it meant more food for the kittens under her care, or the ones living in the same den as hers. Hopefully she wouldn't be wheezing by the end of it.