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꧁ᬊᬁᴄᴀʀᴅɪɴᴀʟᴘᴀᴡᬊ᭄꧂ He/They |~| Windclan Apprentice |~| 16 moons |~| Agatha Kitty (Active!!), Kitty Softpaws (Active!!) “Be a voice, not an echo.”
Yawn yawn yawn. Whatever. Cardinalpaw stepped out of the apprentices's den, shaking his pelt to rid it of the moss and leaves. He walked across the clearing, thinking of asking his mentor to continue training, because he was getting tired of this whole "apprentice" thing. He bumped into a cat, and he grunted, fur bushing out. They scoffed. "You-" They began to snarl, before they remembered that this was technically his mistake. Sigh. Well, an apology was due, he supposed. "My mistake, 'm sorry." He muttered, observing the cat. Still pissed.
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Vinesmoke
15 Moons
He/Him
Tunneler
Vinesmoke stepped out of the warriors den pelt still streaked with mud and dirt he was still tired but the tunnels were calling his name he had a lot to do today and well he was eager to get started he had to make himself useful and for others to see he wasn't a waste of space as he marched towards the exit for the tunnels he was abruptly stopped as a flash of red fur bumped into him Ah it was Cardnialpaw! though his enthusiasm was quickly dipped when he snarled but once he apologized vine lightend up "No worries..How are you it's been a while"
Vinesmoke
15 Moons
He/Him
Tunneler
Vinsmoke was on a mission. And this mission required another cat so he could go out into the territory he looked around his blue eyes searching for a cat who may be willing to go with him if wildfire was back he would ask him or owlpaw though she was still mad at him he sighed and eventually spotted a new apprentice he never met before he made his approach trying his bet to come up with something to say to name it interesting "Hello Im vinesmoke I was wondering if you'd like to come with me into the territory"
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Tan furred tom with jagged brown markings and pale grey eyes. Has anisocoria and a thin whip-like tail.
He/She | 6 Moons | + every 16th | WindClan Apprentice | Heartbreaker, strangely charming but manipulative
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Purrks:
Silver Tongue T1 [INACTIVE]
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Rattlepaw visibly perked up when she was approached by a warrior, turning his head to meat the cat's eyes. Some time outside of camp, huh? Who could say no to that?
"Ah, of course! Is there any specific reason? Just curious. I appreciate you for offering, I haven't been out of camp before, so this'll be interesting, no?" He flashed Vinesmoke his award-winning smile, eyes glistening and almost making him look strange with the different sized pupils. "Rattlepaw, by the way. It's great to meet you."
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The ticked furball bursts around the clearing, dodging through the warriors in a slalom-like run. Her wide-open eyes aim before a butterfly, and a keen smirk curled on her muzzle. She ran as if she barely touched the ground, and though she trips onto the floor several times and continues the chase as if nothing happened at all. She hasn’t seen such pattern as amusing as the monarch butterfly’s – it retells her own fur color, and whether the others admire them or not, she loved to see these kinds of butterflies come and go, and maybe she’ll catch one and store it as her souvenir to impress her mentor.
She was close to the insect, only a mice-length left before she’ll reach the wings with her paws. Her unusually deep focus only clouded the rest of what occurs around her, as if she was clinging onto her dear life just to catch a winged insect she desired to obtain. Maybe she might overreact for that, but she probably won’t have the chance to encounter a monarch butterfly for the second moment after the failure. Plus, not to mention that she doesn’t need anyone to enjoy and spend time with fun and games for now, because hunting down smaller creatures is now something she loved and enjoyed along with playing with her friends.
She lunged to the butterfly and raised her paw airborne, ready to snatch the bait. But her hopes and dreams of the success fades as the butterfly already escaped from her upcoming grasp, and so it flew away, far from camp, probably never to be seen again. Carppaw landed in a dense blow, her paws sore from the late retard, but not too severe. If only she mastered hunting down insects.
She kept laying on the ground with a disappointed expression as she eyed to the corner of the camp, where she took her final glance of the butterfly that flew away. Guess she should really improve her hunting skills a bit more. Then there was Ivymoon, sitting around at the corner of the camp, who seems to be in need for some company. Hopefully he didn’t witness the fail…
Fawnstep walked out of the warriors den, she stretched and her muscles rippled under her brown fur, she padded out to a low hanging tree branch and leaped onto it letting the sun soak her fur
Happy happy happy. A clanmate was back in rare good news for once and- wait hold on. Yeah no he was no longer happy. The deputys face contorted into one of anger as he rounded on Blizzardnose with the new information.
"Im sorry I better hope Im hearnin' ya wrong 'cuz are ya sayin' ya were out in the territory, alone, an' in the windy hills ta boot?! Im glad ya got Ivymoon but why would ya make such a STUPID decision goin' against Twilightstars express orders! She made it clear last meetin' an' even earlier that wit' the traps all over the territory maimin' cats an causin' them to go missin' NO ONE was ta go out alone!
The then ta the windy hills o' all places?! Yanno, the location where the twolegs huntin' us ACTIVELY ARE?! Ivymoon has an' excuse, she was tryin' ta git home an' passin' through the border there but YOU?!?!
Youve no excuse so what do ya 'ave ta say fer yerself an' this blatant foolish rulebreakin'."
This couldve ended with death and that it didnt made it not much better. Blizzardnose was either stupid, defiant, or deaf and none of the options was good.
Blizzardnose's eyes widened as he remembered what Twilightstar had said. Stupid me! He scolded himself. How could he forget something like that? I'm sorry Crowtooth. He mewed apologetically. I guess I'm just tired and stressed. He knew that wasn't a good enough excuse, but he actually didn't have anything else to say. I-I guess depression has done a number on me, huh? I'm sorry. His voice cracked, as the thought of possible exile or even death could occur. He took a deep breath and waited for what Crowtooth would say to him.
"Ferretpaw?" Featherkit squeaked for her brother. Hmm... did he go on patrol without me?! She wondered even though she well knew she was not old enough for patroling yet.
"Ferretpaw?" Featherkit called for her brother from outside of the nursery. Hmm... He better have not went on the hunting patrol without me! She thought even though her mom told her yesterday that she was too young for patrols.
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