| 1 moon | Daughter of Twilightstar | Female She/her | Wc kit | A long-furred, large, silver lilac she-cat with green eyes | No purrks |
Green eyes blinked from the nursery entrance as a tiny paw poked out, then another. Then a fluffy head. Mother and Leopardmother didn't have to know she was out here, couldn't in fact! Moorkit was much too sneaky and ghosty to be caught being out of the nest! With totally silent paws and very awesome stalking, the silver-licac kit waddled further out of the nursery and into the clearing. Woah. So this was what the sky looked like in the day? It was acceptable, but the moon and stars were much better than the clouds and bright ball in the sky. As Moorkit stared at the sky, she didn't notice the warrior just sitting around before dhe bumped into him. That left the kit dumbfounded. Why in her mother's name would this old lump just plop down in her path and let her bump into him? The audacity of this flea-ridden lump!
"Yep you're right! Sparrowpaw!" he purred proud of his new name. "You're .. Hollypaw right?" He spoke, "You seem cool!" he mewed a huge smile on his face as he sat down to talk tilting his head "Training is ok.. Kind of! My mentor is pretty busy." he smiled brightly in truth he hadn't been taken out yet...
" I haven't really been able to make friends! I scare them off with my energy!" he made a playful growl "Rawr! " he laughed "I haven't met this falllenpaw! She sounds cool though! you are also cool! Every cat is cool!" he mews happily. " oo! oo! The other day I saw a butterfly flying by the entrance! I went to get it and face-planted." he plops down on his stomach as if mimicking the fall " and then it landed on my nose!" he spoke, he is just a ball of energy.
Hollypaw • He / Him • Windclan apprentice • 6+ moons
Hollypaw nodded in response to his name "yup- in the flesh and blood" A laugh escaped his maw, his tail tip twitching as he continued listening.
'you seem cool' The compliment took him aback, his brows furrowed for a moment as he sifted through his brain for a proper response. "Thanks" He said, a small smile forming on his maw at the compliment "you seem pretty cool too" He said with a nod, followed by a short gentle purr.
"mm fair- I get mentors being busy, Tawnyowl was too busy to show up to even greet me at my ceremony" he said, though his tone had a hint of bitterness to it. He sighed softly "Thankfully my Ma doesn't mind picking up where others are slacking- I think she's taken over my sister's training entirely- unofficially of course" He said with a soft hum
Hollypaw was fairly surprised by Sparrowpaw's last remark, sure, he talked a lot but Holly didn't mind it all that much, though he did have practice with his sister from growing up with her.
"hm, really?" He asked tilting his head curiously "If they can't handle a little chatter how do they survive in this clan? between meetings, gatherings, and just general interactions, it's like constant never shutting up" He half-joked with a laugh.
[b]"I'll have to introduce you to her one day perhaps- she's never too busy, even with Ma's training." He said, shifting his position a bit so he was less of a loaf.
He smiled wider at the tom's words "That's so cool! My sister hosted a Firefly event back when we were kits! it was so cool! Have you seen a firefly up close before? they look so cool!" He said, suddenly leaping to his paws excitedly, his tail waving behind him as he looked on at his denmate.
The white and red tom glanced up to the quickly darkening sky. He considered asking if Sparrowpaw would want to sneak out with him to see if they could find some- but that seemed risky... though for his new? future? friend. He felt pretty willing to risk it. His gaze shifted, scanning the camp for anyone who could foil his plans "wanna go find some?" He asked in a hushed tone, barely above a whisper.
Hollypaw • He / Him • Windclan apprentice • 6+ moons
Hollypaw nodded in response to his name "yup- in the flesh and blood" A laugh escaped his maw, his tail tip twitching as he continued listening.
'you seem cool' The compliment took him aback, his brows furrowed for a moment as he sifted through his brain for a proper response. "Thanks" He said, a small smile forming on his maw at the compliment "you seem pretty cool too" He said with a nod, followed by a short gentle purr.
"mm fair- I get mentors being busy, Tawnyowl was too busy to show up to even greet me at my ceremony" he said, though his tone had a hint of bitterness to it. He sighed softly "Thankfully my Ma doesn't mind picking up where others are slacking- I think she's taken over my sister's training entirely- unofficially of course" He said with a soft hum
Hollypaw was fairly surprised by Sparrowpaw's last remark, sure, he talked a lot but Holly didn't mind it all that much, though he did have practice with his sister from growing up with her.
"hm, really?" He asked tilting his head curiously "If they can't handle a little chatter how do they survive in this clan? between meetings, gatherings, and just general interactions, it's like constant never shutting up" He half-joked with a laugh.
[b]"I'll have to introduce you to her one day perhaps- she's never too busy, even with Ma's training." He said, shifting his position a bit so he was less of a loaf.
He smiled wider at the tom's words "That's so cool! My sister hosted a Firefly event back when we were kits! it was so cool! Have you seen a firefly up close before? they look so cool!" He said, suddenly leaping to his paws excitedly, his tail waving behind him as he looked on at his denmate.
The white and red tom glanced up to the quickly darkening sky. He considered asking if Sparrowpaw would want to sneak out with him to see if they could find some- but that seemed risky... though for his new? future? friend. He felt pretty willing to risk it. His gaze shifted, scanning the camp for anyone who could foil his plans "wanna go find some?" He asked in a hushed tone, barely above a whisper.
SparrowPaw
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Sparrpwpaw smiles brightly when he's called cool! it is the first person who called him that, not 'annoying'. The tom tilted his head as the other spoke about his mentor. Well, his own mentor was there at least. "My mentor doesn't seem used to my energy.." he spoke bouncing on his paws a bit as he cheerfully nodded and listened along. He's trying his best to focus but his brain is everywhere at once. Like he's wondering what prey will he eat later and how much water will he drink. trivial things, as he tries to focus, he's never been good at this listening thing but he is trying.
he giggled at the joke the other said rapidly nodding as he mentioned meeting Hollypaw's sister, he loves making new friends, his eyes light up when fireflies are mentioned, and going out to look for some. " Oh my gosh! I'd love to go firefly hunting! I wanna see one!" he mews " I was too sleepy to look for them last time." he nodded excitedly, his eyes shining bright almost like a happy kit.
| 1 moon | Daughter of Twilightstar | Female She/her | Wc kit | A long-furred, large, silver lilac she-cat with green eyes | No purrks |
Green eyes blinked from the nursery entrance as a tiny paw poked out, then another. Then a fluffy head. Mother and Leopardmother didn't have to know she was out here, couldn't in fact! Moorkit was much too sneaky and ghosty to be caught being out of the nest! With totally silent paws and very awesome stalking, the silver-licac kit waddled further out of the nursery and into the clearing. Woah. So this was what the sky looked like in the day? It was acceptable, but the moon and stars were much better than the clouds and bright ball in the sky. As Moorkit stared at the sky, she didn't notice the warrior just sitting around before dhe bumped into him. That left the kit dumbfounded. Why in her mother's name would this old lump just plop down in her path and let her bump into him? The audacity of this flea-ridden lump!
Hawkfur
WindClan Fury
he/him | 55 moons
[Russet tabby with tuxedo markings and sky-blue eyes] Purrks: Flock Together T3, Killer Aptitude T1
⋆˖⁺‧₊☽ The Hanged Man ☾₊‧⁺˖⋆
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He had been minding his own business, sprawled in the clearing and getting some sunshine--being cooped up in the medicine den recently hadn't done good things for his mood, and being outside under the sky always seemed to help. But yeah, minding his own business, sleepily dozing with his injured leg stretched out.
Then something bumped into his side, jolting his entire body and making him wince. The Fury cracked open a sleepy eye and craned his head over his shoulder to see a silver-lilac molly who looked remarkably like her mother. "Oh, hey kiddo. Am I in your way?" He meowed with a hint of laughter in his voice. Of course she could always go around him, and he had no intention of moving.
Cottonpaw
he/him | Windclan Apprentice | 6 moons The Collector The Stowaway Child
[4/100]
Cottonpaw bathed in the sunlight, rolling back and forth on his belly. In a particularly gleeful mood, it sure was good to be an apprentice. It felt like so much had changed since, more responsibility and much more fun. Heck, he even felt braver.
He opened his mouth and yawned, pink tongue unfurling.
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Strawberrykit had begun to venture out of the Nursery as of late. While she didn't like it much - especially the part about leaving the family nest, leaving her siblings behind - there was a reason she was stepping out. At least, this time. Almost four moons old meant almost becoming an apprentice. Or at least, that's what she'd been told.
Uncannily blue eyes scan the clearing for a specific cat as Strawberrykit stepped out of the den that'd been her own for moons now. Well, it was her own if she ignored all the other kits except her littermates in it. But at the end of the day, it was just a den. Soon she, Dina, Seedling, Jags, and Frosty would be in the apprentice's den. With their own personal nests. The thought was unfathomable, so Strawberrykit was out here to amend it.
No matter how much she looks, though, there's no sign of Snowybreeze. No sign of her soft-hearted father. She wonders where he's gone off to. That is, until she spots a fluffy white cat rolling around in the distance, looking to be the correct size from afar - and then her paws are carrying her over. It's only after drawing a fox-tail away that she realizes this cat is much too small to be Snowybreeze. Young, too. No, this wasn't Snowybreeze, and just like that her interest in seeking the cat out dies.
Strawberrykit has more than half a mind to turn away, and she almost does. But the apprentice's earlier rolling around had piqued her curiosity, that ever-present furrow in her brow returning. She'd never understand cats. Unless she found the answers, that was. "What are you doing?"
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Fluffy patched tortoiseshell she-kit with blue and green heterochromia
She/Her | 6 Moons | + every 17th | WindClan Kit | Optimistic and calm
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Now that Littlepaw was an apprentice, she rarely had time to play with her now. Not that she minded, of course. Playing was for kits. And she wouldn't be a kit for long! Stretching, the small multicoloured she-cat padded around clearing before spotting her next victim a lone warrior. She happily trotted over to the warrior, a soft smile on her face.
"Hello! Hi, I'm Windkit," she said as soon as she was close enough so the cat could hear her small voice. "You probably don't know me, but that's okay! We can know each other now."
Please feel free to bump me on any ongoing RPs. I have ADHD and it gets really hard for me to keep track of all my RPs ^^
• • • Icekit • Silentpaw • Mothflame • Firepaw • Daykit • Windpaw • Spiritkit • Eveningpaw • Mimickit • Starlingkit • Hiddenpaw • Milkbee Do you dare approach?
Swiftstrike
Age: 19 Moons Old
She/Her
[Interactions Open]
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The cinnamon she emerged from her leader's den, the she snuffled as she saw the elder laying lifeless by the medicine den. She would walk over and crouch down, she rubbed her scent on the elder's fur. "You were my first ever friend. I don't know what else to say to you." She shed tears for the elder as she laid her head on her paws. "I hope you find peace in Starclan."
__________________ - By Shrew
Osprey
The tom sat in the ditch waiting for an answer from Starclan. "Silverpelt is quiet, maybe being a kittypet was a bad idea."The tom lied down falling asleep.
The large tom leaped out of the leader's den not long after Swiftstrike and padded towards the deceased elder lying in the clearing. Batglare's cold glare flickered toward Swiftstrike and then back to the dead cat. "If you're finished mourning, I'm taking her for burial." The lead fury meowed, although didn't wait for Swiftstrike's response.
He grabbed Cardinalmist as best he could and hauled the dead weight up. Batglare didn't bother wasting time on chitchat and nonsense, still in a bit of haze since losing Featherblossom. He quickly left camp and headed to Starry Meadow to bury the elder. If Swiftstrike wanted to mourn she could do it there.
@MaximusPrime27 [Swiftstrike]
Swiftstrike
Age: 19 Moons Old
She/Her
Interaction: @Moonraven [Batglare]
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The she looked at the tom exiting camp before lying back down, she wouldn't move, she'd rather lay there and mourn. Tears still fell from her eyes, as she closed her eyes she pictured Cardinalmist in her mind.
__________________ - By Shrew
Osprey
The tom sat in the ditch waiting for an answer from Starclan. "Silverpelt is quiet, maybe being a kittypet was a bad idea."The tom lied down falling asleep.
Re: WindClan Clearing
- By Shrew
