The silver tabby looked down to see the kit. "Oh! Hey there little guy," Echopaw squeaked, "I'm Echopaw. What's your name?"
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she-cat ✧ warrior ✧ thunderclan
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The clearing was bustling with activity as Cougarshade emerged from the Warrior's den. With border patrols becoming more frequent, on top of taking extra hunting patrols, she had allowed herself to indulge in a rare nap after her morning duties. Thankful for the clouds parting to allow some sun to warm her rosetted pelt, she figured she would take a walk around the camp to see if she could help out with anything before the next patrol. Making her rounds, she passed by a few queens sharing tongues, and an elder on their way to probably complain to Drizzlecloud. She acknowledged each with a polite dip of her head. Before she was about to turn back toward the medicine den to see if they needed help gathering any basic supplies, the smell of an unknown cat hit her nostrils. Already on alert, it is the growl of a kit nearby that has her springing into action. She catches the tail end of "what's your name?" from the young silver tabby stranger. Her hackles raised as she moved swiftly into a protective position between the kit and this stranger. While the bravery of the tiny kit was commendable, Cougarshade was not about to let this kit be put in a potentially dangerous situation.
It was strange, she swore she caught a faint smell of Thunderclan, but if it was there, it was hidden under a layer of other strange scents. This cat was definitely apprentice aged, and with so many missing cats and problems with those invading their borders, she couldn't be sure this was one of their own returning home or an enemy outsider. Plus with so many apprentices running around she could barely memorize all of them. A low rumbling growl of suspicion rose in her throat as the words poured slowly from her jaws. "Who is your mentor?", her narrow gaze was locked onto the young silver cat. Letting out a loud mrow of warning, she hoped alert another nearby warrior. Whoever this obviously nervous young cat was, and whatever her motives were, Cougarshade wasn't going to just let them wander into camp and start talking to their kits. What if there were other unknown cats around? Though with the security of their borders so painstakingly heightened, there was no way any outsiders could have made it over the border without being scented or spotted. She wasn't taking any chances. The safety of the clan was of utmost importance.
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{ @RavensCall & @Sunii - I hope you don't mind my jumping in, Cougarshade needs some clan interaction <3 }
Echopaw slowly turned, stammering. "W-well, my mentor is Wildtwist," she hesitantly answered, "You can ask him..." Wait... Have I been gone for so long that I'm no longer welcome? she thought worriedly. Well, Echopaw was certainly due for a reintroduction. "I'm sorry, miss. My name is Echopaw, I was on a patrol with Pebbleshine and Alderstep(Foxstep) and we were attacked by a bunch of... weasels. Hence the scars you can see now."
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she-cat ✧ warrior ✧ thunderclan
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The clearing was bustling with activity as Cougarshade emerged from the Warrior's den. With border patrols becoming more frequent, on top of taking extra hunting patrols, she had allowed herself to indulge in a rare nap after her morning duties. Thankful for the clouds parting to allow some sun to warm her rosetted pelt, she figured she would take a walk around the camp to see if she could help out with anything before the next patrol. Making her rounds, she passed by a few queens sharing tongues, and an elder on their way to probably complain to Drizzlecloud. She acknowledged each with a polite dip of her head. Before she was about to turn back toward the medicine den to see if they needed help gathering any basic supplies, the smell of an unknown cat hit her nostrils. Already on alert, it is the growl of a kit nearby that has her springing into action. She catches the tail end of "what's your name?" from the young silver tabby stranger. Her hackles raised as she moved swiftly into a protective position between the kit and this stranger. While the bravery of the tiny kit was commendable, Cougarshade was not about to let this kit be put in a potentially dangerous situation.
It was strange, she swore she caught a faint smell of Thunderclan, but if it was there, it was hidden under a layer of other strange scents. This cat was definitely apprentice aged, and with so many missing cats and problems with those invading their borders, she couldn't be sure this was one of their own returning home or an enemy outsider. Plus with so many apprentices running around she could barely memorize all of them. A low rumbling growl of suspicion rose in her throat as the words poured slowly from her jaws. "Who is your mentor?", her narrow gaze was locked onto the young silver cat. Letting out a loud mrow of warning, she hoped alert another nearby warrior. Whoever this obviously nervous young cat was, and whatever her motives were, Cougarshade wasn't going to just let them wander into camp and start talking to their kits. What if there were other unknown cats around? Though with the security of their borders so painstakingly heightened, there was no way any outsiders could have made it over the border without being scented or spotted. She wasn't taking any chances. The safety of the clan was of utmost importance.
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{ @RavensCall & @Sunii - I hope you don't mind my jumping in, Cougarshade needs some clan interaction <3 }
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Originally Posted by RavensCall
Echopaw slowly turned, stammering. "W-well, my mentor is Wildtwist," she hesitantly answered, "You can ask him..." Wait... Have I been gone for so long that I'm no longer welcome? she thought worriedly. Well, Echopaw was certainly due for a reintroduction. "I'm sorry, miss. My name is Echopaw, I was on a patrol with Pebbleshine and Alderstep(Foxstep) and we were attacked by a bunch of... weasels. Hence the scars you can see now."
@Sunii @heirgloom
An all too familiar scent and pelt caught the large warrior's attention. Joy welled inside him as his golden hues rested on his daughter: Echopaw! When had she returned? It must've been super recent considering Bumblestar hadn't even announced it yet.
It took no time for the large feline to begin padding towards her, noting the kit that she was talking to. Delightful! Mingling with the clanmates was a positive! He was about to speak out a greeting when another warrior stepped between her and the kit. Sparrowpelt paused, watching the exchange for a moment before rage seemed to boil up in his chest. He could see it from where he stood -- the discomfort radiating off Echopaw.
Hackles raised, Sparrowpelt moved across the clearing swiftly. He shoved his way between Cougarshade and Echopaw, shielding the younger feline from her. The large warrior glared daggers at Cougarshade, his voice less friendly than the exchange they'd shared in the Warriors' Den not too long ago.
"Is there an issue between you and Echopaw? I can help settle things."
[Taking place after Cougar/Sparrow interaction in Warriors' Den if you're cool with it Heirgloom! Sorry for butting in, it'd be out of character for Sparrow to sit idly by when his kit is in trouble.]
Echopaw's torn ears perked when she heard another voice. "D-dad?" she squeaked in surprise, "I'm sorry I was gone for so long, I can explain!! And- and don't mind the scars an' stuff, I'm okay!" Her remaining copper eye sparkled in excitement as she spoke. "And there isn't any problem, I swear! This nice lady's jus a little on edge. I 'unno why though."
@SuspiciousMindz @heirgloom
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Snarlingwolf.
"grey cat with brown markings, amber eyes. face and paws are scarred."
He/Howl/Howlself pronouns.
Purrks: shadow fiend [future: bewitched]
"the wolf of thunderclan."
The bi-colored shecat causes his attention. A younger warrior than howl, she seemed distressed at something, but what? Howl doesn’t move, allowing the cat to settle in the clearing like a kit caught in the leaders den. Howl stands up, his taller figure finding it easier and easier to steady itself after the last few moons of pain. Howl smelt the disparity between her and him in a sense. She was upset and that clear enough, what could be causing a new warrior to be so…pitiful? The name didn’t come his mind easy, howl takes a moment to dig through the pile of them that had be collected over the past few moons. The memories were fuzzy at best during some days. The Mainecoon mix is still, gathering some amount of remorse the more he watched her.
His movements are somewhat steady, it was going to become easier. Each pawsteps becomes stable as he moves over towards the tuxedo. Howl’s approach wasn’t smooth, he couldn’t think of a quick greeting and let out a hiss to alert her of howl’s presence. The name finally came back to him. Pebbleshine. She was one of the first warrior’s that Bumblestar named, right? He called out to her, trying to give the words any tone of “comforting” and “soft” that he could muster. A small bit of it was contained in the statement. “Pebbleshine….? What is wrong.” The question didn’t come out as a question but more of a command for a report. He mentally sighs, that wouldn’t help this situation. How pathetic, lacking the ability to be nice to others when they perhaps needed something to ground them to the plain of existence. It wasn’t much, but it’s what howl could offer. She could lash out and howl wouldn’t deal with it. He takes a seat close to her. Front paws now more visibly showing his scars. Howl had even forgotten about them, and the ways on his face. Interesting that one could simply just forget something so important like that.
Pebbleshine had almost forgotten what living in a clan meant. For the past few moons she had been one of two cats in a big lonely twoleg den. The only time someone called to her was when old Mickey needed her to scratch a hard to reach spot on his back. Occasionally the twolegs would meow at her so they could scratch her own back or give her the poo looking pellets that Mickey called "food".
"I'm all alone again!" She plopped herself in a similar position as Snarlingwolf, not minding how close they were. "I know in my heart they're all just out havin fun or lookin for me... but I miss them." She sighed, finally turning to look at the older warrior. Howl was huge, so huge Pebs was sure she could jump on his back and blend in with his fleas. Scars adorned howls pelt, way more than she had. Weirdly she felt calmer at the sight. Snarlingwolf has bad times just like me...
"I even learned some new tricks while I was away................. OH! D'you wanna seem 'em?" Her previously glum demeanor was immediately replaced with excitement as she hopped back to her paws. Of course her heart was still heavy with loss, but whose to say she couldn't also show off cool moves at the same time?
[ HELLO??? I thought I pressed send on this like forever ago thats my b ]
She purred, softly padding around the clearing. Such a lovely day! She thought, a little hungry. I should find some food, she told herself, purring still.
She approached the prey pile hungrily, and snatched some prey.
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The large tabby apprentice had came back to his home after...well he doesn't really remember. It seems like everything was kind of fuzzy for a while, but he was glad he was back home. His two colored eyes looked around the camp, trying to see if anyone he recognized was around.
When his eyes landed on Spiderthroat his eyes went wide and a grin crossed his face as he ran and jumped onto the warrior, purrs rumbling in his chest as he spoke, "Spider!! I've missed you so much."
Spiderthroat
He/Him || Deputy
His head turning from the Warrior he was speaking to as his prefix was yelled across the clearing by a decently familiar voice. Seeing the Apprentice launch himself at him just in time to steady his ground. Well steady it as best he could, he was still decently weak due to the poison and he had yet to fully recover from.
Stumbling a bit as he was unable to hold the weight and falling flat on his side with a grunt. Looking up to see who would have the gall to tackle him. The moment he did every ounce of anger immediately faded away, and before he knew what he was doing he was throwing his front paws towards Ospreypaw. Aiming to wrap him up in a hug.
"You're Alive." he choked out.
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