'Hey, FawnSplash? Could you handle DaylightPaw's assessment for me? She's quite nervous and I think having me do it would be even more nerve-wracking for her.'
Mousepaw was sitting in a sunny area, enjoying the sudden warmth they had in camp
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Slime'Tuft is JuniperClan's medcat app. and has a semi-open den policy auction day! i cant believe it!
Desert Rain Frog hopped in! Blxze. lit this sig. *Lunastar* trampled this sig doing quadrobics. ~MothDust~ drew silli kittis here. leopard. brought her cats in here to destroy the place.
Shrikehail returned to camp after an interesting run-in with a ShadowClan cat at the border. Rookflare had been a glaring contradiction to the usual ShadowClan personality, and he had Shrikehail intrigued, to say the least. He wouldn’t mind talking to him again, though he wouldn’t intentionally seek him out, for fear of breaking the Warrior Code.
He shook grass and leaves out of his fur from his time in the forest and sat down by a clump of ferns to look over the camp. It was a nice day, considering the time of year. He pinned down his tail and began picking out a tangled bit of fur, as he took pride in his appearance, and he didn’t like looking scruffy.
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'Hey, FawnSplash? Could you handle DaylightPaw's assessment for me? She's quite nervous and I think having me do it would be even more nerve-wracking for her.'
The young mollys ears pricked as her name was called. Curiously, she looked at Eggbite, tipping her head when he asked his question. Handling Daylightpaw's assesment? Sure, she could try that.. she gave him a quick nod. "Yeah, can do that!" Though she herself didn't have much experience, training her two apprentices had been fun and she still remembered how her assesment had worked. Just a brief rundown of all the skills needed to become a ThunderClan warrior. She was sure she could handle that.
Oh, My! SilverStorm's Ears Purked Up. Well...... I'm Not Sure What To Say, I-I I Mean, He's A Great Kit But Saving A Cat Much Older Than Him? That's Something Id Have Never Pictured. Even From Him! He Thought For A Moment. Maybe We Should Talk To BumbleStar, To Tell Her About This..
Larkswoop
Flock Together - Tier 2 [ ACTIVE ]
ThunderClan Warrior - 24 Moons
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Larkswoop shook her head.
''He's not ready for his assessment, yet,'' She explained.
''Besides, I'm not on the best of terms with Bumblestar at the moment. She wouldn't be happy to see me.''
Shrikehail returned to camp after an interesting run-in with a ShadowClan cat at the border. Rookflare had been a glaring contradiction to the usual ShadowClan personality, and he had Shrikehail intrigued, to say the least. He wouldn’t mind talking to him again, though he wouldn’t intentionally seek him out, for fear of breaking the Warrior Code.
He shook grass and leaves out of his fur from his time in the forest and sat down by a clump of ferns to look over the camp. It was a nice day, considering the time of year. He pinned down his tail and began picking out a tangled bit of fur, as he took pride in his appearance, and he didn’t like looking scruffy.
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Skunkstrike
36 Moons
She/Her
Purrk(s): Beefed Up
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Border patrol, herb patrol, herb patrol. Training. She had been a busybody for some time, and with a chance to relax and loosen up, she was doing just that. The black and white warrior was sprawled on her back, legs in the air and her throat exposed as she napped. Her tongue stuck out a little, and if it wasn't for the occasional, bellowing snore, any cat could assume the black and white she-cat had keeled over, dead and gone.
It just so happened that she was napping openly close to the ferns where Shrikehail had chosen to groom himself, and she snorted away when a leaf landed on her nose, tickling her back to wakefulness. With a massive yawn, she flung her legs heavily to the side in which she saw company, and with bright eyes, she chirped, "Howdy there! Shrikehail, was it? Did ya have a nice walk? You look like you did." Despite napping so heavily, she was chattering away like she hadn't been just snoring like a total badger.
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Skunkstrike
36 Moons
She/Her
Purrk(s): Beefed Up
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Border patrol, herb patrol, herb patrol. Training. She had been a busybody for some time, and with a chance to relax and loosen up, she was doing just that. The black and white warrior was sprawled on her back, legs in the air and her throat exposed as she napped. Her tongue stuck out a little, and if it wasn't for the occasional, bellowing snore, any cat could assume the black and white she-cat had keeled over, dead and gone.
It just so happened that she was napping openly close to the ferns where Shrikehail had chosen to groom himself, and she snorted away when a leaf landed on her nose, tickling her back to wakefulness. With a massive yawn, she flung her legs heavily to the side in which she saw company, and with bright eyes, she chirped, "Howdy there! Shrikehail, was it? Did ya have a nice walk? You look like you did." Despite napping so heavily, she was chattering away like she hadn't been just snoring like a total badger.
Shrikehail arched a curious eyebrow at his clanmate who’d woken up to talk to him. She seemed quite chatty, not that he minded chatty.
He pulled out the tangle with finality and let it drop beside him, “Oh, yes, I did,” He nodded, though his voice was, as ever, a rather monotone deadpan. His mannerisms and speech tended to throw people off, despite the fact that it was something he couldn’t really help. He couldn’t help but hope that Skunkstrike understood that, because he didn’t want to make her think he was uninterested in the conversation, “It was very quiet out in the forest, it gave me time to think and reflect,” He added, “I do wish I’d come across some prey while I was out there, StarClan knows we need it, but-“ He shrugs, ”-I digress.”
He used phrases like ‘StarClan knows’ out of nothing more than habit. While he did admit that there was a very high probability of StarClan existing, he wasn’t as devout as some of his clanmates. Whenever he mentioned the afterlife, it was merely for conversational purposes.
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The young mollys ears pricked as her name was called. Curiously, she looked at Eggbite, tipping her head when he asked his question. Handling Daylightpaw's assesment? Sure, she could try that.. she gave him a quick nod. "Yeah, can do that!" Though she herself didn't have much experience, training her two apprentices had been fun and she still remembered how her assesment had worked. Just a brief rundown of all the skills needed to become a ThunderClan warrior. She was sure she could handle that.
Spiderthroat
He/Him || ThunderClan Deputy
Beefed Up Tier III || Just a Scratch
Hm, this was new. Now his attention was piqued, eyes now on the Warrior who was speaking to him. Taking a second to properly think about it all before nodding his head. "I agree with that plan, the Haggard Ruins was a mess, many injured when there was no need, one died I believe." a pause as he recalled the absolute chaos that was their former home.
"If you're able, you have my support. But I don't want this to be half finished, I don't want minimal effort in this I want all your effort, as well as those who volunteer. This isn't a fun event...lives are on the line and kit's are easy to mold and fool." he said, his tone taught and his gaze narrowed.
"But...good lookin out and tossin the idea out in the first place." a rare compliment, something the deputy didn't often hand out.
At the deputy's response, Drizzlenight nodded profusely. "Of course, of course. It would be well-thought-out and carefully executed. We can't afford stupid mistakes and bad decisions when so many lives are on the line. A bad plan is as bad as no plan. Thank you for considering it." With a respectful nod, the warrior left Spiderthroat to whatever he'd been doing prior to their conversation.
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