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Heavily scarred and half-blind she-cat with red fur and a single ocean blue eye.
She/Her | 11 Moons | + every 21st | ThunderClan Apprentice | Insecure
Purrks:
Silver Tongue T1 [Permanently Active]
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She wasn't Firepaw anymore. She was Firebloom now. This was it. Finally. She was a full warrior of ThunderClan. She'd done it! She let out a soft purr as she was finally named a full warrior, and eventually her time was over. The meeting was moving on. But she couldn't quite bring herself to care about the meeting, anymore.
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Covepaw ThunderClan Apprentice
She / Her ; 6 Moons 3 / 100
At Rookflight's verbal yes, the black-and-white braided tabby scooted close to her mentor and settled between her mentor's tail and flank, settling onto her soft, white belly. ´´Th-Thank you, R-Rookflight,´´ Covepaw mewed, her teeth chattering. She blinked and waved a greeting to Cottonpaw with her feathery tail. ´´Hi! I'm Covepaw!´´
Cottonpaw used her curly tail to gently wave a greeting
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Oceanstar is the leader of Beachclan!
"You did a great job today and I hope you smile a little by thinking about me at the end of the day" -Kim Hongjoong
Flowerhawk turned and smiled when she saw Blackbird and his new apprentice approaching. Nerves fluttered in her chest as she listened to his proposal. “I would love to train them together!” she said when he had finally stuttered all the way through, amused at his embarrassed look. Not that she was glad he was embarrassed, it was a horrible feeling. But something about the tom’s nerves while talking to her was… kinda cute. No it wasn’t. Never mind any of that. Now feeling a little jittery herself, she turned to Blackbird’s apprentice. “It’s nice to meet you, Sagepaw! I’m Flowerhawk.” She paused for a second, unsure if she should say the next part. Yes, she should. “Blackbird will be a great mentor. He’s a good cat.”
While she was excited for joint training with Blackbird, she still had to get Spiderlingpaw’s thoughts on it. But Bumblestar had began speaking again, so she’d have to ask later. Flowerhawk sat patiently through the warrior ceremonies, cheering and chanting their new names. Three new warriors! She remembered her own ceremony for a moment, the nerves, the excitement. She wondered if they were feeling it as strongly as she had. Then on to other announcements: the restrictions were lifted! Thank the stars, she could now leave camp whenever she needed to. Plus, she wouldn’t have to find another warrior to accompany her and Spiderlingpaw during training, although she was sure any of her friends would have been happy to do so. She made a note to avoid Haggard Ruins. She did not want to get eaten by a fox, or for her apprentice to do so, either. She was sad to hear of the cats that had passed. Although she didn’t know any of them personally, she’d have to visit, and also watch herself and others to make sure they weren’t next.
- Wolfhawk -
- He/They - 9 Moons - ThunderClan Medicine Cat -
- A large dark brown tom with a darker back and lighter underbelly, a missing hind leg -
Wolf is not out as demi yet !!
The medicine cat smiled at Mudhound - so bumble had brought the two to see what his new name was? The tripod diverted his attention to the leader once the proper ceremonies started, the kits becoming apprentices, reassignments, and three new warriors. "Firebloom! Ravenfire! Burnedbark!" the brown medicine cat cheered, a smile on his maw. It was always nice to see new warriors. The leader went on with talking about how the restrictions were lifted, finally, and exiles. Oh, and a reminder to not smack kids. Wolfhawk had always been confused on why cats had done that - the hell was going through those cats minds? She then went on to list the deaths from the sickness, and the medic pinned his ears to his head until she finished.
The next topic caught the medicine cat off-guard. Spring... was dead? He had known she was going to be exiled, but loosing her life kitting was just sad. The brown tom had already lost their respect for the former medic, but he couldn't help but feel sad. It was clear bumble wanted to move on, because next thing he knew the leader was waving at him. "Your turn, kid, come on up here." Oh, so he was going to be in front of his entire clan. Fun. Not like he was an introvert and hated attention, nope, totally not! He gave Muddy and Hollows a smile before nervously making his way up front.
The brown tom hobbled through the crowd, mind swirling with doubts. He remembered how doubtful he was when Bumblestar had named him medicine cat, but here he was, with his full name. Once the brown tripod made it to the front of the crowd, his green eyes glanced over to the leader, and Wolfhawk gave her a nervous smile.
x ghostie is haunting this signature
Bean's favorite staff member Lillian was here
lio sneezed here (achoo)
you see crude graffiti... it spells "velli wuz here"
Rose caught the sickness (oh dear)
fenrir stares at rose with a spray bottle of water in hand
My Soul is in @/Ian's basement with some ice cream
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Reason: I can totally count
The black molly's head cocked at her name. An apprentice? About time she got to show off her skills! She was actually almost on the verge of confronting Bumblestar about the lack of recognition, but it looks like they'd finally noticed her remarkable abilities and rewarded it with the honour of mentorship (only took them long enough).
Minkvenom rose to her paws, joining in with the chants and congratulations, while also finding her way over to the apprentice. Eagerness radiated from her bright hazel eyes, and her puffed red chest hid no pride. She was thrilled! Her apprentice would be better than every other apprentice, she did have the best mentor in all of Thunderclan, after all.
"Congratulations Hornetpaw! Are you excited to start training with the greatest warrior Thunderclan has to offer?" She boasted, holding her chin up in the air with a grin. Minkvenom wasn't an old warrior, nor did she hold any rank that would be earned through being an outstanding one. But to her, all older cats were harsh in judgement, and she believed was far more skilled than what they thought. What would those older cats know anyway, she had become a mentor! Only the best cats were made mentors, and now she was one to Hornetpaw.
Her ear twitched as a voice reached her - a red and black molly. So this is Minkvenom. She seemed cool. Proper cool. Still - the greatest warrior ThunderClan has to offer? That was her dad, clear as daylight! But he'd ended up with other apprentices. Hmph. She'd just have to show him how great she really is. "Well, the second-best warrior ThunderClan has to offer." She chirped innocently, as though the statement wasn't one bit rude. "Where do we start?!" She grinned.
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