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Back and forth, and round and round, Nwetbelly paced the camp. Training his first apprentice was pressure enough, but with new rules in place, they couldn't head out without a decently sized group. Searching for a group, and asking Lostspark for permission to go out, was a little scary - he wasn't used to talking to the enforcers at all! The tortoiseshell couldn't help but feel a burden on the other cats, dragging them out on a boring territory tour... Plus, he'd have their eyes on him the whole time. Never mind that, though. As much as he wanted to continue his anxious pacing and stewing, he needed to gather them all together. Okay... apprentices first. He let out a sigh and skulked over to the apprentice den. He'd yet to see inside, after all, he'd become a warrior right before the clan moved. Peeking his head round the entrance to the den, he made sure to clear his throat, "Tickpaw, Pigeonpaw, Magpiepaw, Gracklepaw? You all here? We're good to go!" He barked out a little shakily, tail twitching as he itched for a response. "Come and meet us by the camp exit." Hmmm… He should probably stop by the warrior's den whilst he was at it, two birds with one stone and that. "Butterflystripe, Raspberryswirl, Cherryblossom?" His nervous call echoed through the den, "Lostspark gave us the go ahead to leave, if you wanna come and gather by the exit?" Ugh. He was far more confident addressing the apprentices than the warriors, he still didn't feel like he was quite one of them yet. Awkwardly, the tom manoeuvred his way out of the den, and made his way towards the exit. Hopefully everyone heard him! And - uh - hopefully he didn't forget anyone.
[Hey all!! Since there's a big group I figured the post order just depends on which order we post in the sort of 'first round' ^.^ after that it might be good to stick to that same order, so people aren't accidentally typing at the same time <3]
[I'm thinking we'll do 1 post at each place just to keep the rp moving, until we get to Dawning Woods, where we can do hunting training! I'm hoping I've got the order right, but I think it'll be:
Darkwater Mire
Saltmeadow Marsh
Whispering Wetlands
Herondive Hollow
Evergreen Grotto
Dawning Woods
If I've got the order totally wrong, please let me know!!]
Butterflystripe padded along slowly. She had always been a cat tail's length away despite wanting to catch up to everyone else. "I'm coming!" She announced, trotting up to meet with them. Butterflystripe hoped that no one would complain about the speed in which she walked, she was just as willing to do the territory tour as much as the rest. I'm just as excited as all of them! Butterflystripe thought.
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Reason: Wanted to put more in the paragraph
TickPaw was resting in the apprentice den, not entirely sleeping but more resting, sleep was not as easy to come by as it was in the nursery with the eerie lack of noisy prey-kits making a fuss. But also the fact that without his siblings beside him it was incredibly lonely. TickPaw remembered how it felt to toss a mossball back and forth and play hide and seek with mother and instantly sunk deeper into his nest, he did enjoy the cool darkness and the mossy carpet on the inside was certainly more curious to look at than nothing. A call from somecat made his fur spike up and with widened eyes he managed to pick out that it belonged to his mentor and at his name being called first he briskly rose to his paws and shook out his fur firmly. Meet by the camp exit? TickPaw suppressed a yawn as he slunk out of the apprentice den, squinting against the light before blinking as he managed to catch sight of NewtBelly making his way to the exit from the warrior den. His paws raced ahead of his mind as he skidded near the entrance and seated himself, enthralled by the idea of going out officially instead of needing to slink off in secret with mother. Finally, he wouldn’t need to feel so burdened about something as simple as going out of camp. He forced his tail still as he tried to maintain a more clam demeanour for the sake of looking formal. Maybe if mother saw him she’d be proud of his first time official legal trek out of camp. He wanted to get ahead of everything he could well he had the chance so his mind was a buzz of absorbing each detail he could possibly drink in.
TickPaw turned his attention to the two present warriors, ButterflyStripe and CherryBlossom. Butterfly stripe moved pretty slowly toward them, which meant that TickPaw had probably overtook the warrior with his much nimbler movements and not noticed them at first. But that was just something that tick paw would have to sharpen, his senses were all fogged from spending ages ‘chasing his own faults’ as mother put it. He watched the warrior with careful eyes and spaced out his blinks so it seemed less like staring and more acknowledgement. Mother had already lectured him enough on staring at others, analysing them. Staring caught attention, which is something his family avoided like a disease. Cherry blossom had arrived much earlier than him or butterfly, so he naturally turned his attention to them as quickly as possible. Although there wasn’t much to pick out.
[Hope this post suffices!]
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Pigeonpaw
Pestering every other warrior about training was starting to pay off! The grey molly trotted out of the apprentices' den at the free offer (no extra work on finding someone to train her this time!!) she grinned a little to herself. HA, she already knew the territory! Yellowtwist had shown her the old land only to have to do everything again when they completely moved, so she could use this more as repetition. Was she was most looking forward to was the hunting training, since she had only been shown the hunters' crouch along with some stealth training which had been a different lesson.
With bouncy steps, the grey apprentice bounded over to everyone who had already gathered. They would be a big group with four apprentices and four warriors, but that only meant she'd have more opportunities to ask questions so it wasn't like she minded!
Back and forth, and round and round, Nwetbelly paced the camp. Training his first apprentice was pressure enough, but with new rules in place, they couldn't head out without a decently sized group. Searching for a group, and asking Lostspark for permission to go out, was a little scary - he wasn't used to talking to the enforcers at all! The tortoiseshell couldn't help but feel a burden on the other cats, dragging them out on a boring territory tour... Plus, he'd have their eyes on him the whole time. Never mind that, though. As much as he wanted to continue his anxious pacing and stewing, he needed to gather them all together. Okay... apprentices first. He let out a sigh and skulked over to the apprentice den. He'd yet to see inside, after all, he'd become a warrior right before the clan moved. Peeking his head round the entrance to the den, he made sure to clear his throat, "Tickpaw, Pigeonpaw, Magpiepaw, Gracklepaw? You all here? We're good to go!" He barked out a little shakily, tail twitching as he itched for a response. "Come and meet us by the camp exit." Hmmm… He should probably stop by the warrior's den whilst he was at it, two birds with one stone and that. "Butterflystripe, Raspberryswirl, Cherryblossom?" His nervous call echoed through the den, "Lostspark gave us the go ahead to leave, if you wanna come and gather by the exit?" Ugh. He was far more confident addressing the apprentices than the warriors, he still didn't feel like he was quite one of them yet. Awkwardly, the tom manoeuvred his way out of the den, and made his way towards the exit. Hopefully everyone heard him! And - uh - hopefully he didn't forget anyone.
[Hey all!! Since there's a big group I figured the post order just depends on which order we post in the sort of 'first round' ^.^ after that it might be good to stick to that same order, so people aren't accidentally typing at the same time <3]
[I'm thinking we'll do 1 post at each place just to keep the rp moving, until we get to Dawning Woods, where we can do hunting training! I'm hoping I've got the order right, but I think it'll be:
Darkwater Mire
Saltmeadow Marsh
Whispering Wetlands
Herondive Hollow
Evergreen Grotto
Dawning Woods
If I've got the order totally wrong, please let me know!!]
Magpiepaw
She, Her\Apprentice\10 moons\Shadowclan
"Why pick them when I can do it so much better?"
Magpiepaw was bored, BOREDDDD! Life was no fun when it was boring, nuh-uh, no fun at all. So, to merely entertain herself, she walked out from the apprentice den, not even having to duck to avoid the lichen that dangled from the entrance. Yeah, she was that short. Got a problem with it? Anyways, she was making her way over to the freshkill pile and her eyes darted away from the sun as it sliced through shade and poured down from the sky like ancient bile.
She wasn't feeling picky this morning and took a thin mouse for herself. What? She wasn't hungry! She didn't HAVE to eat much if she didn't want to. Magpiepaw looked down at her prey for a moment and smiled ear to ear. She wondered what kind of warrior or apprentice could've caught this, cause man was the mouse thin. Oh well, it worked out in the end. Food was food.
Magpiepaw allowed her belly to lay flat on the ground as she began to chew through her breakfast. She was only allowed a few bites before a cats yowls oh so rudely interrupted her. "GAH! WH---!?" Gracklepaw was among those names, which made Magpiepaw think they were going to go on a patrol together. Oh, please, please, please! That'd be so fun! Then they'd explore like they wanted to. But it seemed to be something else. An average warrior, Newtbelly, couldn't possibly be calling for patrols. That's just not how things worked.
Plus, there were WAY too many cats that were called for this to be a regular patrol. Welp, doing something was still better than doing nothing, and by the sounds of it, she'd be able to do all that with her best friend. Without another thought, Magpiepaw raced through to the camp entrance, seeing as a good amount of cats were already there.
All but Gracklepaw.
Magpiepaw frowned. "C'mon you stickbug," Magpiepaw muttered as she scanned the camp. "You've got long legs, so you have no excuse to be sooo slow."
Gracklepaw
13 moons || ShadowClan Apprentice; Former Loner || 75/100
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Gracklepaw was asleep when his name was called.
The tom often slept in too late or awoke too early. Despite all the moons in ShadowClan, his sleep schedule probably wouldn't ever be fixed. Besides, if anyone needed him they'd just yell his name across the Clearing anyways. Back in his days as a wanderer he got to sleep in and wake up basically whenever he wanted. But not anymore.
He stirred as he heard his name called. One torn ear perked up and his tail twitched. Wasn't Mistlewhisker's voice. Wasn't Slytiger's voice... Who's voice was that? He wondered as he flicked an eye open.
... Toads guts. Most of the nests were already empty. Toads guts. That meant that he had really slept in today. Toads guts. What if he was really needed? Get up Grackle... you surrended your sleeping rights when you agreed to join the Clan. You chose this. He reminded himself as he arose from his nest.
His jaw stretched into a biiiiig yawn. Man he just wanted to go back to sleep. It's not like he was dreaming or anything. He was just sleepy. Especially after late night stealth and ambush type training and hunting. Then he dropped down to stretch his strong and back legs. Once he was all stretched he sleepily trotted out of the den and into the Clearing.
And of course everyone else was already gathered and waiting for him. He picked up his pace and joined the group. His heart leapt when he saw a very unimpressed Magpiepaw. "Hey Magpiepaw! ... and everyone else. I'm so sorry I'm late, and I'm ready to go!" He declared sheepishly.
. . . @sleepyyjax - NOT SURE IF I SHOULD MENTION THE WHOLE GROUP- ALSO SO SORRY IM LATE ADGEHF @Marigoldwhisper - Magpiepaw mention
1, 2, 3, 4.... "We are indeed," he gave a head dip to his sister as he waited for the group. Soon enough, Gracklepaw came bounding over, apologising for his lateness, "oh, er no worries Gracklepaw!" he shot a small smile his way. A friend of Magpiepaw's? That was good - dealing with apprentices often stressed him out - maybe weird considering he was one but a few months ago. Well, it's not like he got along with many in his own apprenticehood, it made enough sense. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5... Raspberry was nowhere to be seen - maybe she wasn't up to it? With an anxious tail flick, he glanced around the camp. No sign of her. Maybe it was time for him to take initiative, surely Raspberry wouldn't be too upset? The tom stood up, addressing the others, "Alright, it doesn't seem like Raspberry's around, so I think we should head off." I think??? What's with the indirectness? "We're gonna do a quick territory tour, for those of us who haven't had one yet, or, uh, anyone who isn't accustomed to stuff shifting about after the move. Then a lil hunting and training in the Dawning Woods." Giving a polite blink, he turned around and headed out the exit, "we're off to the Darkwater Mire first!" Newtbelly called over his shoulder, tail slinking behind him.
Eurgh. The marsh wasn't his favourite place, too wet for his taste, thanks. He padded through the grass, sliding past berry bushes, their scent filling his nostrils. The wind carried the chirps of a choir of birds, woodpeckers playing percussion. "So.. This is the mire!" He mewled, "watch where you're going, there's a bog here. OH - and be wary of snakes-" A little frantically, his gaze flittered around his own paws, scanning for one of those slippery suckers. Thankfully, none showed their face. "If I've missed anything please tell me!" Being a warrior was weird. He'd never expect himself to be doing something like this. But he'd felt himself calming down, becoming less judgemental maybe? "Or, uh, any questions, feel free to ask!"
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[adding Darkleaf to meet 2 warrior rule] Darkleaf
they/she - 56 moons
Running exceedingly late, Darkleaf found herself chasing the group. Owlthroat's old apprentice had invited her to oversee his territory tour, and that felt like high praise! There's no way she could miss this. Plus, maybe he'd tell them how the little Owl's doing?
Let's get going! [P]
