“Hey, Pebblesplash,” Firelight said, settling down next to the warrior and beginning to groom her long ginger fur. She’d just gone back from hunting and felt like talking to someone.
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"I am ash... I am embers... My flames once danced bright. My flames now fade... But it returns from the depths... The fire devours me whole... It's the birth of something greater..."
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its so lonely here wheres the graffiti
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Sleepless nights lead to excitable mornings. Or, not mornings, it was far too early to count as that, but here he was, sitting outside and enjoying the night sky. The stars were beautiful and the moon was bright and for now he'd taken up residence not far from the apprentices den. Staring out across the clearing, eyes scanned for things he hadn't searched for in a long time. Friends. Stones, moss balls, feathers. Anything that he could use to tell yet another story in his head.
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Judgement: Reversed. Mumblepaw | A Dilute Calico With Green Eyes and A Scarred Tail Stub. Master Scout & Monkeys Paw: Permanently Active | Shadow Fiend: Active.
Lurking in the shadows of the clearing was simple enough, Mumblepaw could rest easy now that no one could dare his sudden change of energy or raspy voice. Green eyes locking onto the Herbalist was also simple enough, the grey tabby was extremely visible since his pelt clashed with the dirt and grass patches. The darkness of the midnight sky was seemingly comforting him, right? Mumblepaw was questioning that. What had happened, what transpired in his den that resulted in the herbalists retreated to the clearing. He looked..distant?
Shadow Fiend: Disabled
Perhaps they could try to cheer him up, maybe drag him back to this. The learner padded out from the shadows, eyes now once removing their gaze from Stonepaw. The younger cat now stepping into the moonlight. “Stonepaw…?” Calling to the herbalist to gain his attention. Moving towards him, the calico sits a tail length away from him.
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☆–honeykit;
she/her → a large brown tabby with seaglass-green eyes.
The kit stumbled into the Riverclan clearing, bee-ling for the mix of sand-and-dirt that was the space just outside of the nursery. She had been feeling… adventurous, as of late, and this was her way of expressing it. Excited mews left parted jaws as little baby cat toe-beans found purchase on the very place they had been searching for. A victory! A win! Honeykit had made it to her destination.
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|~ Sunsetpaw - they/them ~|
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Sunsetpaw was just...looking....looking around...seems like there's not much cats to talk to. The apprentice was also trying to find new things to learn or do or such; their eyes gazed around the clearing. Apprentices can't leave camp alone so they'll have to find a warrior to go with, the orange tabby saw in the corner of their eye; a kit almost falling onto the clearing. They stood up, walking towards the kit; they were looking for someone to talk to earlier so why not? "Hello there!" they said, with their usual friendly smile on their face; Sunsetpaw waited for her to answer before saying anything else. Maybe they can make a new friend! That'll be great!
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☆–honeykit;
she/her → a large brown tabby with seaglass-green eyes.
As Honeykit pondered her next action, a ginger-furred apprenticed waltzed up to her. Round eyes beaming at her newfound companion, the kitten couldn't prevent the wide grin that crawled up her features. She responded to their greeting with haste;
“Hihihi!!” The girl smiled. She was ecstatic!“–so nice to meet you! I'm Honeykit. Who are you? You're very–’ she bounced around the stranger for a second, ducking past them only to resume her previous position a few moments later. Her eyes went from their tops of their ears to the tips of their paws. Eventually, she concluded her analysis. ‘–orange. Did you know that? Probably. Have I already told you my name? I'm Honeykit!!!”
The brown tabby kit took a breath, batting ocean-hued eyes. Unbeknownst to her, though it was quite clear to her clanmates, she quite the talkative kitty.
“Sorry, what's your name? Did I ask that already? Sorry!”
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