trotting lightly back into camp with a few prey in her muzzle, the black and white molly made her way towards the kill-pile and put them down, before she smiled gently and stretched, feeling the sunshine as they beamed onto her well-groomed pelt. Before long she had went out hunting in the morning, coming back just now to take some rest. She had always appreciate a few moments alone, but just a little bit. She spent the rest of her time sticking to her brother’s side, as usual.
Picking out two of the tastiest fish she could find within the pile, she went for Ashstream.
Knowing just where he would be in the Clearing, Pigeonpelt pranced over towards the side of the camp, bright blue eyes warm and shimmering slightly. “Ashy,” She called out with an affectionate purr, landing gingerly besides him. “Such a nice day, isn’t it?” Settling down, she placed the trouts in front of the both of them. “How are you?” The soft and gentle smile continued to be plastered upon her muzzle, and her tail lashed cheerfully behind her. She sure was in a decent move.
> @Kaybug. I hope this is okay! Sorry for shorter starter ^^”
Ashstream looked up at his sister when she called his nickname. "Mmh?" The breeze was ruffling the tom's pelt. His twin plopped down next to him with fish in her mouth.
"Mmm... it is a rather nice day today. New-leaf is here so..." he murmured to Pigeonpelt. His green eyes looked up at the sky for a moment before returning to his sister. It was a nice cool temperature where they were. Not too hot, not too cold.
"I'm good, thanks for asking Pidge" Ashstream smiled at her, it was his usual toothy smile. The black and white tom took notice of the two trout in front of him and Pigeonpelt. He studied his sister for a second to see if anything happened. Good or bad.
"How about you? How are you doing?" his voice was quiet when he asked. He didn't want to be too loud so he made sure it was quiet. Ashstream does not want to disturb the rest of his clanmates in the clearing.
Ashstream looked up at his sister when she called his nickname. "Mmh?" The breeze was ruffling the tom's pelt. His twin plopped down next to him with fish in her mouth.
"Mmm... it is a rather nice day today. New-leaf is here so..." he murmured to Pigeonpelt. His green eyes looked up at the sky for a moment before returning to his sister. It was a nice cool temperature where they were. Not too hot, not too cold.
"I'm good, thanks for asking Pidge" Ashstream smiled at her, it was his usual toothy smile. The black and white tom took notice of the two trout in front of him and Pigeonpelt. He studied his sister for a second to see if anything happened. Good or bad.
"How about you? How are you doing?" his voice was quiet when he asked. He didn't want to be too loud so he made sure it was quiet. Ashstream does not want to disturb the rest of his clanmates in the clearing.
PIGEONPELT
Warrior | RiverClan | Molly
“New-leaf and leaf-fall had always the best weather available. How much I’d miss them once green-leaf and leaf-bare are here,” Pigeonpelt said, a slight hum as the gentle breeze swept across the clearing. She took a deep breath of the clear air and felt as waves of peace rushed through her. The sound of rolling water came from around the camp, hidden behind the greenery. Laughters of the kits, chirping melodies of the birds, rustling sound of leaves and bushes… beautiful, musical notes filled the air around her.
“Have some food,” She replied to her brother, nudging one of the trouts over. The scales glinted under the sunlight. “I’m doing quite well! It’s been a lovely day for me.” She took a bite out of the juicy meat of the fish. “Went out hunting earlier morning.” She munched on the flesh. “What’d you do? We can go out hunting together next time, perhaps.”
Glancing out across the Clearing, her thoughts drifted out to RiverClan. “I wonder who will be chosen as the next Medicine Cat,” She muttered, slightly trailing off, thinking as Fadingsun was just recently chosen as deputy. Birdsnow had been through a lot recently, and everyone could tell that she’d need more helping hands. Birdsnow had been a great leader, and she respected her deeply.
“New-leaf and leaf-fall had always the best weather available. How much I’d miss them once green-leaf and leaf-bare are here,” Pigeonpelt said, a slight hum as the gentle breeze swept across the clearing. She took a deep breath of the clear air and felt as waves of peace rushed through her. The sound of rolling water came from around the camp, hidden behind the greenery. Laughters of the kits, chirping melodies of the birds, rustling sound of leaves and bushes… beautiful, musical notes filled the air around her.
“Have some food,” She replied to her brother, nudging one of the trouts over. The scales glinted under the sunlight. “I’m doing quite well! It’s been a lovely day for me.” She took a bite out of the juicy meat of the fish. “Went out hunting earlier morning.” She munched on the flesh. “What’d you do? We can go out hunting together next time, perhaps.”
Glancing out across the Clearing, her thoughts drifted out to RiverClan. “I wonder who will be chosen as the next Medicine Cat,” She muttered, slightly trailing off, thinking as Fadingsun was just recently chosen as deputy. Birdsnow had been through a lot recently, and everyone could tell that she’d need more helping hands. Birdsnow had been a great leader, and she respected her deeply.
Ashstream hummed as he noticed the coolness of the air. The temperature felt amazing against his pelt. The weather wasn't too hot, nor too cold. It was just right. "Yeah.. leaf-fall and new-leaf have to be the best two seasons..." he trailed off. The black and white tom took a deep breath as he enjoyed this moment with his sister.
"Oh... thank you..." the warrior replied. He gratefully took the trout that his sister, Pigeonpelt, had nudged towards him. He took a small bite. Birds were chirping softly in the background, it had a beautiful melody to it. Slowly, he chewed his bite and swallowed.
"I'm glad you're doing well Pidge. Today is a lovely day." Ashstream looks at the sky again. The clouds were making funny-looking shapes today. He looked back at his sister with a hard-to-read expression.
"Hmm. I've mainly been basking in the sun today, trying to enjoy the weather before it gets too hot." He nods his head as he takes another bite of the trout. After chewing on it for a bit, he swallowed it to talk again.
"Yeah.. that'd be nice... As far as I know I don't have any patrols tomorrow, so if you want to go then... I'm free," Ashstream murmurs to his sister. He thinks for a moment. The wind rustles his and Pigeonpelt's fur again.
"Yeah... Me too... I wonder who will become the next medic... I'm not sure who the candidates are," he mumbled to his twin.
Ashstream hummed as he noticed the coolness of the air. The temperature felt amazing against his pelt. The weather wasn't too hot, nor too cold. It was just right. "Yeah.. leaf-fall and new-leaf have to be the best two seasons..." he trailed off. The black and white tom took a deep breath as he enjoyed this moment with his sister.
"Oh... thank you..." the warrior replied. He gratefully took the trout that his sister, Pigeonpelt, had nudged towards him. He took a small bite. Birds were chirping softly in the background, it had a beautiful melody to it. Slowly, he chewed his bite and swallowed.
"I'm glad you're doing well Pidge. Today is a lovely day." Ashstream looks at the sky again. The clouds were making funny-looking shapes today. He looked back at his sister with a hard-to-read expression.
"Hmm. I've mainly been basking in the sun today, trying to enjoy the weather before it gets too hot." He nods his head as he takes another bite of the trout. After chewing on it for a bit, he swallowed it to talk again.
"Yeah.. that'd be nice... As far as I know I don't have any patrols tomorrow, so if you want to go then... I'm free," Ashstream murmurs to his sister. He thinks for a moment. The wind rustles his and Pigeonpelt's fur again.
"Yeah... Me too... I wonder who will become the next medic... I'm not sure who the candidates are," he mumbled to his twin.
PIGEONPELT Warrior | RiverClan | Molly
The conversation was light and peaceful, as it had always been between the two siblings. Breezily, Pigeonpelt looked up at the azure blue sky, where she squinted due to the sunlight. Drifting white clouds occasionally pass through the horizon lazily. "Yeah..." she trailed off, replying once again, nodding her head in full agreement. It's cold during leaf-bare where the rivers are often iced and frozen up. During green-leaf, well, hardly would anyone want to move.
"You're welcome," The molly replied once again as well, her ears flickering back and forth. Then there was a moment of silence when the two finished their prey, only the sounds of nature could be heard in the background. That was the RiverClan they knew, beautiful, significant, yet however mysterious at the same time. It was the piece of territory that they grew up in and had grown to love and appreciate deeply.
"Sounds fun," Pigeonpelt smiled. "Sunbathing had always been soothing," As she finished the fish, she picked out the bones and put them in a neat pile in front of her to throw away afterwards. Sitting up, she started grooming her soft, black-and-white pelt. Her eyes reflected the scenery in front of her. "I believe I have an evening patrol tomorrow, but I got the whole morning and afternoon open."
"Someone experienced with herbs, for sure," She answered, her tail slightly tilting to the side. "Maybe even one that's closer to Birdsnow as well? So she could trust them."
(bet you thought i forgot but no! i just ignored it ;3 /silly)
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a tall silver classic-tabby with well groomed short to medium length fur and icy blue eyes
@Fritter
camp was horribly boring, and his leg was still bothering him, semi constant pain mixed with shallow raspy breaths and a skull splitting headaches all just combined into a heavy tense mood and resulted in the silver tabby snapping at near everyone that crossed his path...more than usual at least. he had been trying to doze, blue eyes semi closed when the vibration and noise of a cat passing him disturbed the sweet sweet peace and quiet of late afternoon. torn ears twitched back in annoyance as he eyed the tom, snow white and like thunderclan didnt touch a hair on his head (i hate translating sayings). "you, cme'here" he half hissed-half stated, pushing himself up and into a seated position to look down at the other tom.
Pepper Bounce
He / Him - River Clan - Warrior
Pepper Bounce wasn’t feeling the Perkiest for the moment, he hadn’t spoken to Gold Fish in an itty bit and he was feeling what only could be described as absolutely horrible, alongside not speaking to the cat who was literally his mate, and who he was meant to be speaking to he had been cooped up in camp, the thing he had only been avoiding since apprenticeship. He jumped as he was spoken to, almost entirely in his head for the moment. Okay, time to get back to being down to earth, now the cat who was telling him to ‘come here’ wasn’t exactly looking peachy’ from what he could see, nor very.. err happy. Was this going to be some lecture? Pepper bounce recalled all of the various things he’d done and found himself clueless. Seriously, what had he done to get called over? Pepper Bounce was great with names, he was the sort to memorise everything about a person, another little tidbit about himself he used to get into every social circle he possibly could. So when he took a firm glance and failed to recall who this was he knew that he he needed to find a way to worm out of whatever angry fit this cat was about to spit out and try for friendship. And perhaps being angry was just this cats resting face. ‘Heya! Did you need me for something?’ He put on as perky of an attitude as he could as he bounced back over, holding a firm smile, or perhaps he shouldn’t smile if he was going to be lectured- but if he wasn’t..this all had gotten way too confusing way too fast for pepper so he’ll just stick with the assumption he’d made.
(Sorry if this is ridiculously messy got a bit confused and im a tad bit tired )
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Otterkit watched the two cats from a bit away. Blueriver, one of the list of names he actually knew was sitting besides a smokey grey apprentice. The small kitten actually kind of looked up grey-blue warrior. Blueriver seemed so, carefree most of the time, like nothing ever worried him. Meanwhile Otterkit could rarely look another kitten in the eye and..talk. The brown kitten's maw intensively closed, so he had to rely on paw, tail and ear movements most of the time.
For the apprentice next to Blueriver, Otterkit was unsure. They seemed wild, too wild for Otterkit to understand. Did they never worry about anything? The kit couldn't wrap his head around it. While his mind kept running, his body seemed to be creeping towards the cats, unbeknownst to Otterkit.
Otterkit watched the two cats from a bit away. Blueriver, one of the list of names he actually knew was sitting besides a smokey grey apprentice. The small kitten actually kind of looked up grey-blue warrior. Blueriver seemed so, carefree most of the time, like nothing ever worried him. Meanwhile Otterkit could rarely look another kitten in the eye and..talk. The brown kitten's maw intensively closed, so he had to rely on paw, tail and ear movements most of the time.
For the apprentice next to Blueriver, Otterkit was unsure. They seemed wild, too wild for Otterkit to understand. Did they never worry about anything? The kit couldn't wrap his head around it. While his mind kept running, his body seemed to be creeping towards the cats, unbeknownst to Otterkit.
Wolfpaw
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wolfpaw was showing his brother a fighting move he was taught and blueriver seemed to sigh and roll his eyes, wolfpaw heard pawsteps walking up to them and looked at the brown kit. "Hello! who are you?" he trotted upt o them and sat down waiting for a response.
The lithe tom came a-bounding out of the warriors den. Well, not quite bounding, per say, but surely a little more excited than he should have been. He wanted to go somewhere and get all this energy out. Wow! He surely should stop before he bothered anyone. Slowing to an acceptable speed was difficult, and he managed to do so perfectly fine!
Well, if you excluded that he tripped over his own feet and tumbled onto his back. With, of course, the comical "Oomph!" sound.
He snorted once, rolled onto his paws, and stood with a shake of the dust off his coat. He looked around, slightly embarrassed, and hoped no one had seen him fall.
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