SkyClan Clearing

[judas]

@Ludicrous Lunacy
Loneliness
Littlewing sat in a small corner, eating a bird. The Siberain sighed.
Silverleap left her, she had been going through depression. She looked down at her large belly, purring slightly. At least something good would come from this. Getting up, she spotted Pardus.
Fear
The she cat walked closer, only to see the tom closer. He couldn't get her, no. She could fight him off if he attacked her. Littlewing's heart began to pound in her chest. She froze, hardly moving. She breath slowly, shaking.

[RedHead]

Redpaw was in the clearing, her hazel eyes focused on the leaf in front of her. She was crouched down in a hunting crouch, watching the leaf as it gently moved in the breeze. Her tail flicked slightly as she continued to stalk the leaf. Redpaw bunched up her muscles and pounced, landing squarely on top of the leaf. She then sighed, laying down and batting the leaf away. Redpaw hated when she could find nothing fun to do, and this was one of those moments. Redpaw rolled onto her back, casting her gaze up to the clouds, and watching as they floated through the sky. She always had wondered how they did that, just floated up there, like little rabbittails, without the rabbit that is. Speaking of rabbits.... Redpaw could feel hunger gnawing at her belly. She was bored, but for some reason, did not want to get up to get something from the pile. Oh, the lovely days when I actually had the motivation to do things. Of course, she no longer had any motivation, pretty much for life in general at this point.

@Lonestar23

[lone]

Originally Posted by RedHead

Redpaw was in the clearing, her hazel eyes focused on the leaf in front of her. She was crouched down in a hunting crouch, watching the leaf as it gently moved in the breeze. Her tail flicked slightly as she continued to stalk the leaf. Redpaw bunched up her muscles and pounced, landing squarely on top of the leaf. She then sighed, laying down and batting the leaf away. Redpaw hated when she could find nothing fun to do, and this was one of those moments. Redpaw rolled onto her back, casting her gaze up to the clouds, and watching as they floated through the sky. She always had wondered how they did that, just floated up there, like little rabbittails, without the rabbit that is. Speaking of rabbits.... Redpaw could feel hunger gnawing at her belly. She was bored, but for some reason, did not want to get up to get something from the pile. Oh, the lovely days when I actually had the motivation to do things. Of course, she no longer had any motivation, pretty much for life in general at this point.

@Lonestar23

A ginger and white tom stepped into the clearing as though he owned it. Though really, he most certainly did not. Spotting Redpaw in another corner of the clearing, his hues sparked with interest and he padded over, the tip of his tail twitching. Okay. Good pick up line, you got this Foxpaw. You're a genius. You're a star. His expression changed to a pleasant one and he began to bound towards her in a funny sort of step-jump, something that didn't make him look attractive at all but at the moment he really didn't care. All he could think about was getting over there quickly.
"Looks like it's my lucky day! I come out here, and what do I see? A pretty she cat playing around." A steady purr rumbled in his throat and he grinned at her, cocking his head ever so slightly to the side. "Mind if I join you? The name's Foxpaw, by the way. At your service, madam." He lowered his head, glancing up at her with his green hues still sparkling playfully. Well, not really a pickup line... but something that would hopefully charm her into wanting to be around him. Foxpaw had grown up just the slightest bit and had learned how to use his charm. It sometimes worked better, sometimes didn't.

(Here comes Fox with his idiot charm xD)

As usual, the bright orange tom's hues were open and alert, glancing around for any sign of a pretty she cat he could flirt with. By now he'd done quite a bit, Gingerblossom remaining his only female "just friend." His only real one, anyways. Though he was hoping to change that sometime. With not anything else to do, perhaps he was just stuck on her... yes, that must be it. The orange tom rolled lazily over onto his side, purring with his green-gold hues glancing up at the sky and... to be honest... anywhere else. He was bored. Just about as bored as it got, and yet he still couldn't figure something to do out. Whether this was plain laziness or he was actually having trouble thinking of something was uncertain, but either way the tom wasn't doing much. Except his attention was still on high alert. Still glancing around for a potential "test subject" as he had come to think of it as. And he was testing his abilities, nothing wrong with that! It was just some good, old fashioned fun. Flirting was a part of who he was. Those who couldn't accept it had better move out of his life, because he had no room for enemies. Just friends. Lots, and lots, and lots of friends.

@Ebony

[Splash]

Originally Posted by Lonestar23

A ginger and white tom stepped into the clearing as though he owned it. Though really, he most certainly did not. Spotting Redpaw in another corner of the clearing, his hues sparked with interest and he padded over, the tip of his tail twitching. Okay. Good pick up line, you got this Foxpaw. You're a genius. You're a star. His expression changed to a pleasant one and he began to bound towards her in a funny sort of step-jump, something that didn't make him look attractive at all but at the moment he really didn't care. All he could think about was getting over there quickly.
"Looks like it's my lucky day! I come out here, and what do I see? A pretty she cat playing around." A steady purr rumbled in his throat and he grinned at her, cocking his head ever so slightly to the side. "Mind if I join you? The name's Foxpaw, by the way. At your service, madam." He lowered his head, glancing up at her with his green hues still sparkling playfully. Well, not really a pickup line... but something that would hopefully charm her into wanting to be around him. Foxpaw had grown up just the slightest bit and had learned how to use his charm. It sometimes worked better, sometimes didn't.

(Here comes Fox with his idiot charm xD)

As usual, the bright orange tom's hues were open and alert, glancing around for any sign of a pretty she cat he could flirt with. By now he'd done quite a bit, Gingerblossom remaining his only female "just friend." His only real one, anyways. Though he was hoping to change that sometime. With not anything else to do, perhaps he was just stuck on her... yes, that must be it. The orange tom rolled lazily over onto his side, purring with his green-gold hues glancing up at the sky and... to be honest... anywhere else. He was bored. Just about as bored as it got, and yet he still couldn't figure something to do out. Whether this was plain laziness or he was actually having trouble thinking of something was uncertain, but either way the tom wasn't doing much. Except his attention was still on high alert. Still glancing around for a potential "test subject" as he had come to think of it as. And he was testing his abilities, nothing wrong with that! It was just some good, old fashioned fun. Flirting was a part of who he was. Those who couldn't accept it had better move out of his life, because he had no room for enemies. Just friends. Lots, and lots, and lots of friends.

@Ebony

(Sorry that took sooooo long! I wrote the whole scene out for my main WindClanner lol)
Drizzleshard flicked her silver-gray tail softly, sitting high in a tree. Her claws were dug into the large oak's bark, securing her from falling off. She was gazing at the bark, wondering how old it was, having one of few philosophical moments.
(Sorry it's so short, I have to do something. I'll be back soon.)

[lone]

Originally Posted by Ebony

(Sorry that took sooooo long! I wrote the whole scene out for my main WindClanner lol)

Originally Posted by Ebony

Drizzleshard flicked her silver-gray tail softly, sitting high in a tree. Her claws were dug into the large oak's bark, securing her from falling off. She was gazing at the bark, wondering how old it was, having one of few philosophical moments.
(Sorry it's so short, I have to do something. I'll be back soon.)

Spotting the she cat from the distance that there was, Blazingcomet's hues sparked with interest and he padded over, his tail swishing back and forth in a friendly manner. "What's a pretty girl like you doing alone?" He asked in a rumbling purr, his expression flickering to one of interest. He glanced up at her. The height difference was bothersome. Digging his claws into the bark of the tree, he climbed up until he was resting on a branch just below Drizzleshard-- still a difference, but not as prominent of one. "I'm Blazingcomet, by the way. But you can call me whatever you would like to." He purred, his voice a rich, honey smooth one. This was less of the playful tom and more of the flirtatious one showing through at the moment. Annoying, really, but what was to be done about it? Nothing. There was no way to stop him from being a flirt. Trying to stop him was like trying to put the sun out-- impossible

[graves]

@pupy

This day was nothing new, except for the hot sun that pelted into his fur. He was currently laying in the clearing, allowing his skinny body to be sprawled about. He hadnt seen his close friend Ploverpaw in awhile and it saddened him a bit. The two had been tied at the hip with basically everything it was weird to not have the tom pressing against his side. Green hues gazed around, his mouth slightly open and panting at the heat of the sun. He had shorter fur, a hazel brown tabby with highlights of orange stripes littered his body and shined under the sun. He sat up a bit, though not to much seeing as he was unmotivated by the heat. Though his gaze kept wandering, looking for the friend he adored most.

[RedHead]

Originally Posted by Lonestar23

A ginger and white tom stepped into the clearing as though he owned it. Though really, he most certainly did not. Spotting Redpaw in another corner of the clearing, his hues sparked with interest and he padded over, the tip of his tail twitching. Okay. Good pick up line, you got this Foxpaw. You're a genius. You're a star. His expression changed to a pleasant one and he began to bound towards her in a funny sort of step-jump, something that didn't make him look attractive at all but at the moment he really didn't care. All he could think about was getting over there quickly.
"Looks like it's my lucky day! I come out here, and what do I see? A pretty she cat playing around." A steady purr rumbled in his throat and he grinned at her, cocking his head ever so slightly to the side. "Mind if I join you? The name's Foxpaw, by the way. At your service, madam." He lowered his head, glancing up at her with his green hues still sparkling playfully. Well, not really a pickup line... but something that would hopefully charm her into wanting to be around him. Foxpaw had grown up just the slightest bit and had learned how to use his charm. It sometimes worked better, sometimes didn't.

(Here comes Fox with his idiot charm xD)

Redpaw glanced up as she heard another cat coming towards her. Well, more like clomping towards her, she saw as she turned her head to look. She placed her paw on her mouth, trying to conceal her laugh. She couldn't help it, he just looked so hilarious clomping across the clearing like that. She was still laughing a little as he reached her, a wide, broad smile on his face that made him look even more ridiculous. Redpaw took a deep breath to calm herself, then sat up as he began speaking. As he started speaking, Redpaw continued to just look at him with a small smile. When he was done, She laughed a little more, shaking her head.
"Well Foxpaw, you seem very charming. Nice to meet you!" She flicked her striped tail through the air. "My name's Redpaw, and yes, you can join me." She got to her paws and padded around to the other side of Foxpaw, always loving to be in motion. "I was looking for something fun to do anyways." Looks like I found my entertainment.

[lone]

Originally Posted by RedHead

Redpaw glanced up as she heard another cat coming towards her. Well, more like clomping towards her, she saw as she turned her head to look. She placed her paw on her mouth, trying to conceal her laugh. She couldn't help it, he just looked so hilarious clomping across the clearing like that. She was still laughing a little as he reached her, a wide, broad smile on his face that made him look even more ridiculous. Redpaw took a deep breath to calm herself, then sat up as he began speaking. As he started speaking, Redpaw continued to just look at him with a small smile. When he was done, She laughed a little more, shaking her head.

"Well Foxpaw, you seem very charming. Nice to meet you!" She flicked her striped tail through the air. "My name's Redpaw, and yes, you can join me." She got to her paws and padded around to the other side of Foxpaw, always loving to be in motion. "I was looking for something fun to do anyways." Looks like I found my entertainment.

She thinks I'm charming? Really? Most of the time she cats didn't think Foxpaw was charming right away. It normally took a little time for them to warm up to him... like Silverpaw. She was constantly calling him Squeakaroo now, and he hoped the news wouldn't reach the ears of this feline. As long as he could keep that embarassing nickname away from her, he might have a real chance here. "Nice to meet you too! You have a pretty name, Redpaw-- but then again, pretty cats deserve pretty names." All he had to do was grab her interest. Some cats liked the traditional 'bad boy' toms. Some liked the sensitive ones. Sarcastic, friendly, grumpy, Foxpaw had learned to switch his attitude over very quickly. No one liked an insecure cat. No one liked a scared cat. So Foxpaw hid his real self far, far away. It was a rare occasion when he could really act like-- himself. "Guess I'm better then nothing then, huh?" He snickered and then stopped. "Anyways, what are you into? Hunting? Racing? Just hanging out?" He asked her, flicking his tail lightly around her as she came around. That's right, Foxpaw. You're reaaaal smooth. She's totally going to fall for you. He thought to himself, nodding eagerly. It seemed he really believed those words.

[Splash]

Originally Posted by Lonestar23

Spotting the she cat from the distance that there was, Blazingcomet's hues sparked with interest and he padded over, his tail swishing back and forth in a friendly manner. "What's a pretty girl like you doing alone?" He asked in a rumbling purr, his expression flickering to one of interest. He glanced up at her. The height difference was bothersome. Digging his claws into the bark of the tree, he climbed up until he was resting on a branch just below Drizzleshard-- still a difference, but not as prominent of one. "I'm Blazingcomet, by the way. But you can call me whatever you would like to." He purred, his voice a rich, honey smooth one. This was less of the playful tom and more of the flirtatious one showing through at the moment. Annoying, really, but what was to be done about it? Nothing. There was no way to stop him from being a flirt. Trying to stop him was like trying to put the sun out-- impossible

"I'm good with Blazingcomet. It's a nice name. Mine is Drizzleshard," she responded in a friendly manner, pointing to her mottled pelt with her tail. "I guess you can call me whatever, too." The lithe she-cat jumped off the slender branch she was on, and onto the thicker one underneath. She was now on the branch the tom was. "And I'm not alone anymore, right?" she asks, flicking Blazingcomet's ear with her tail. Much like Blazingcomet, she was a very flirtatious feline, and felt like practicing the art right now. Her indigo eyes flashed.

[oats]

Originally Posted by woly

This day was nothing new, except for the hot sun that pelted into his fur. He was currently laying in the clearing, allowing his skinny body to be sprawled about. He hadnt seen his close friend Ploverpaw in awhile and it saddened him a bit. The two had been tied at the hip with basically everything it was weird to not have the tom pressing against his side. Green hues gazed around, his mouth slightly open and panting at the heat of the sun. He had shorter fur, a hazel brown tabby with highlights of orange stripes littered his body and shined under the sun. He sat up a bit, though not to much seeing as he was unmotivated by the heat. Though his gaze kept wandering, looking for the friend he adored most.

He was tired—quite tired. The previous day had been long, and he could barely bear with its repercussions: Ploverpaw staggered out of the apprentice’s den, paws uncoordinated with sleep deprivation. On impulse, he searched for his beloved; his best friend. His gait was heavy, the largeness of the tom’s build making it hard to move. Seeing Arrowpaw slide into his line of vision, Plover slurred, “Hey,” barely able to form words. Limping towards the little tabby, he began to purr loudly.