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➳ medium-furred, blue-gray cat with blue eyes.
➳ shy, bold, caring
❧ Driz often portrays grief and depression, interact with caution
"Don't cry. Don't despair. Now's not the time for that."
he was minding his own business, no problem, right? WRONG. he could never have been more wrong! he was thinking about the recent fiasco's, and mama driz, and kes, and- and was torn away from his thoughts by a cat barreling towards him! firepaw, right?
AUGH! his back hit the ground with a soft thud as the 'paw successfully tackled him. "hi...?" there were far better ways to say hello, but it looked like this cat liked to play to say it. interesting? perhaps he was reading firepaw wrong. who knows. he attempted to bring the other apprentice down to the dirt with driz.
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Reddove
He, Him\Warrior\23 moons\Thunderclan
"Just believe in myself won't rely on others."
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(Here's a note! I mightttt have his header age wrong...)
Reddove rolled back his shoulders. "Good to hear." He said flatly, offering a smile that was more fang than teeth. He was happy, just not the best at showing it. He then crouched downwards, figuring there was no reason to stop what he'd started. Just talking about battle made him grin. It was a sense of victory that wasn't exactly easy to achieve, but that made it more rewarding.
"When you hunt, you have to crouch a certain way." He explained, reaching a paw upwards and pushing Mantispaw down by her head. "Tense your haunches, lower your ears and tail. Make sure you know where the wind is blowing. Prey are about the dumbest creatures you'll ever meet, but they have heightened senses. Stay down wind or make sure your scent isn't drifting towards them."
His tinted gaze flicked over to her. "That includes ambush attacks." Cats could be tricked just as easily. He had faint memories of being dog piled by his siblings, no doubt they'd used that tactic on him. "C'mon, try it."
[Sorry for lateness!]
Header by @/Estelle Mantispaw
Mantispaw almost flinched when he raised his paw. But she didn't. Thank starclan. Then she'd be embarrassed. But she let him push her head down. She lowered her ears and tail. And then her haunches tensed.
"Okay!" She got ready to jump. She was guessing he wanted her to ambush him. Or should she like jump next to him? "I'm gonna jump next to you, if that's alright! I can act like a cat is there."
She started to creep up, and then leapt into the air. She landed onto the spot she aimed for. "I can try to ambush you next!"
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┏─⋅ ⋆⋅─━❀✴❀━─⋅⋆ ⋅─┓ Honeypaw " there's nothing better than a warm nest to sleep in, only sleeping and resting aren't necessarily the same thing " he/him | 7 moons | Thunderclan |{ 4/10 }|
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Now Honeypaw had to say, he probably held the world record for being the most lazy and untrained apprentice for his age. It was a surprise no one had dragged him to the borders and kicked him out yet. He supposed it must have to do with the fact that the higranks were much too busy with the recent otter problems to bother with an apprentice wasting air. Honey had no clue when exactly he'd began this sleep, eat and sleep some more cycle. Maybe when he'd been a kit but that was some time ago. Surely he hadn't been that useless all this time??
hmm maybe he had been a loitering pest, he try to be better. Wait hadn't he told himself this before? Deja Vu. Well he wasn't going to be a useless slug any longer!
The torbie tom rose to his paw, old moss and dust clinging to his fur like it had grown part of him while he'd been sleeping. The diluted torbie exited the den, recoiling at the sunlight outside something he wasn't used to anymore. He usually only came outside in the evening or at night just to get some food and then return to his nest- oh yeah um. Not a good habit. He's procrastinating actually returning to the land of the living. At this rate he may never get the chance. One more try. One more try. Squinting against the bright light of the clearing. Honeypaw walked a bit further until his determination to do something dwindled. Which was almost immediately.
”mhm, no. Nap” he grumbled and flopped down with no regard. Curling his tail around his paws and taking a nap- which at this point he definitely did need.
₊˚ ✧ ━━━━⊱❀⊰━━━━ ✧ ₊˚ ❀˚₊Deersneeze °₊˚❀
She/her | 40m (+1 on the 5th) | thc "everyone deserves an ounce of kindness, even those that don't give it in return, don't you think?"
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❀˚₊ now now, today was quite the fine day. The sky was clear and the sun's rays bathed the clearing with nothing in its path, not a cloud in sight. There was a slight breeze that tugged at her fur bringing in the scent of prey from the territory beyond the camp's walls. What a good day today would be! Definitely great for hunting. Though she was quite fond of the heat that came with Greenleaf, she much preferred it over the cold seasons. When stepping outside was more of a chore than a pleasure.
❀˚₊ the brown and white she cat glanced around the clearing in search for some company, she wanted to leave camp and you could not do that alone. Soft blue eyes landed on an apprentice lying slumped near the edge of the clearing napping. Deersneeze tilted her head in curiosity. This was one of spring's kits if she was mistaken, she would have expected the former medicine cats kits to be more like her when she was young but this one seemed quite deprived of life he might as well be one of the plants. His fur was a tangled mess and by the looks of him he either got too little or too much sleep.
❀˚₊ “Why hello there love, are you okay? You seem a bit woozy.” she spoke in a concerned tone, addressing the apprentice as she approached him. Though today wasn't particularly that hot she was well aware of cats often getting sick due to the heat in Greenleaf. Could this possibly be the case with this apprentice. There was no harm in checking up on your clanmates after all.
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She/her | 40m (+1 on the 5th) | thc "everyone deserves an ounce of kindness, even those that don't give it in return, don't you think?"
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❀˚₊ now now, today was quite the fine day. The sky was clear and the sun's rays bathed the clearing with nothing in its path, not a cloud in sight. There was a slight breeze that tugged at her fur bringing in the scent of prey from the territory beyond the camp's walls. What a good day today would be! Definitely great for hunting. Though she was quite fond of the heat that came with Greenleaf, she much preferred it over the cold seasons. When stepping outside was more of a chore than a pleasure.
❀˚₊ the brown and white she cat glanced around the clearing in search for some company, she wanted to leave camp and you could not do that alone. Soft blue eyes landed on an apprentice lying slumped near the edge of the clearing napping. Hummingbirdsneeze tilted her head in curiosity. This was one of spring's kits if she was mistaken, she would have expected the former medicine cats kits to be more like her when she was young but this one seemed quite deprived of life he might as well be one of the plants. His fur was a tangled mess and by the looks of him he either got too little or too much sleep.
❀˚₊ “Why hello there love, are you okay? You seem a bit woozy.” she spoke in a concerned tone, addressing the apprentice as she approached him. Though today wasn't particularly that hot she was well aware of cats often getting sick due to the heat in Greenleaf. Could this possibly be the case with this apprentice. There was no harm in checking up on your clanmates after all.
─⋅ ⋆⋅─━★ ⟡ ★━─⋅⋆ ⋅─ ⊹₊⟡⋆Honeypaw⋆⟡₊⊹ " hmm? Just let me sleep a bit longer... " he/him | 6 moons | Thunderclan |{ 7/100 }|
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⊹₊⟡⋆ who the-? Honeypaw had certainly not expected to be approached. He was usually left alone but he supposed that was because he often stuck to staying in the apprentice den all day. Maybe that's why… the diluted torbie cracked and eye open and raised his head only slightly so he could look back at the warrior addressing him. There was a look of concern on her face but more noticeabley, at least to him, there were flowers and leaves all through out her fur. Usually he would've thought that would look messy but some how it worked? Oh well he couldn't quite care. Too tired.
⊹₊⟡⋆ ”I'm fine, I'm always tired- just napping” he responded lazily, resting his head back down. With a sigh. He didn't get why the warrior had bothered to come talk to him for that but oh well. It was just a waste of her time anyway he supposed…
<<”well then, if there's nothing wrong why not accompany me on a hunting trip. Hmm? You could get in some training!”>>
⊹₊⟡⋆ Huh???? Was she talking to him- again? After he rolled over and went back to sleep. He thought that was an obvious conversation stopper? Maybe not. With a tired sigh, Honeypaw slowly pushed himself up of the ground into a sitting position and looked up at the bright eyed warrior. ”I don't know how to hunt.” he informed her, yawning mid sentence. He wouldn't be opposed to going training, he supposed. He needed to anyway, but at the same time he wanted to go back to sleep.
FLINTCLAW
Thunderclan Deputy | 23 moons | Massive, scarred dark tabby tom with pale blue eyes.
Killer Aptitude T1 | Just a scratch
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Flintclaw sat down on the edge of the clearing, a wide yawn splitting his maw. The phantom ear burned as it twitched again. Still mind boggling to him. It crossed his mind to speak to the medicine cat about it... but Treetiger made his skin crawl and Dragonflypaw probably didn't have any training yet. He wasn't even sure either of them would be able to tell him just how long the phantom ear would last, or if it would go away at all.
He peered around the clearing as he sat, fluffy tail curling up and down in a slow, rhythmic motion. There was quite a bit he needed to figure out. He needed to check in with the apprentices and make sure their training was going well. He needed to make sure to organize patrols in a timely and effective manner. Ensure no one was acting out, especially in a time where Thunderclan's high ranks had so suddenly changed. He needed to figure out who in the clan he could trust with leading patrols. Figure out who was who and what they'd made of themselves over time. Get to know the hornets better, especially Risingstorm.
Now that he sat an thought about it... He wondered what had led to his own promotion, instead of Risingstorm? It seemed an interesting choice. Not that Flintclaw was complaining. Spiderthroat was perfectly capable, as far as he was concerned, to make whatever choices he pleased. There wasn't a time that the dark tabby could think of where the new leader had failed the clan as their deputy and he doubted he was going to start, now.
Suffice to say, thunderclan's new deputy had a lot on his mind. So much so that he forgot that he wasn't allowed to be in the clearing without someone approaching him in some form or fashion, even before he'd become a high rank.
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Silverleopard ThunderClan Warrior She/Her ; 29 Moons
Killer Aptitude T3 | Bilingual T3 | Lucky Duck T3 | Lyrebird’s Lullaby
Silverleopard emerged from the warriors’ den, her jaws parting in a wide yawn. She stretched each leg in turn, wondering what to do after her nap.
Just as she was going to head towards the prey pile to grab something to eat (she hadn’t eaten at all that day), the bengal spotted Flintclaw, ThunderClan’s new deputy, and realized that she had forgotten to congratulate him on his promotion.
Good forgotten, Silverleopard gently shouldered her way through the crowd of cats and made her way over to the tom. “Hiya there, Flintclaw. Congratulations on your promotion.”
[don’t underestimate the gal. she is physically bigger than flint (KA3) and knows how to speak other animal languages (bilingual t3) lmao]
[she can also mimic his voice if she wanted to :d]
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Silverleopard ThunderClan Warrior She/Her ; 29 Moons
Killer Aptitude T3 | Bilingual T3 | Lucky Duck T3 | Lyrebird’s Lullaby
Silverleopard emerged from the warriors’ den, her jaws parting in a wide yawn. She stretched each leg in turn, wondering what to do after her nap.
Just as she was going to head towards the prey pile to grab something to eat (she hadn’t eaten at all that day), the bengal spotted Flintclaw, ThunderClan’s new deputy, and realized that she had forgotten to congratulate him on his promotion.
Good forgotten, Silverleopard gently shouldered her way through the crowd of cats and made her way over to the tom. “Hiya there, Flintclaw. Congratulations on your promotion.”
[don’t underestimate the gal. she is physically bigger than flint (KA3) and knows how to speak other animal languages (bilingual t3) lmao]
[she can also mimic his voice if she wanted to :d]
FLINTCLAW
Thunderclan Deputy | 23 moons | Massive, scarred dark tabby tom with pale blue eyes.
Killer Aptitude T1 | Just a scratch
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The dark tabby's head turned towards a greeting. Silverleopard. He vaguely remembered her from when they'd gone to Smallpines to rescue Mountaintalon. And, naturally, congratulations were in order. Even if he was a bit confused by the sudden promotion, he had no problem holding the title with pride. He knew the rank would not have been given lightly, and he still felt the need to prove himself.
Flintclaw lightly dipped his head to, acknowledging the congratulations. "Silverleopard," He greeted in return. "I haven't seen you much since the rescue in Smallpines. Did you need something?" He asked. He hadn't missed her sudden change of course walking out of the warrior's den. It really was as though as soon as he was spotted others flocked to him. Hopefully there was purpose behind this.
His mind did linger on Smallpines. Carrying Mountaintalon back to camp on his back. The first warning the otters had taken up residence was Batmist's call to arms. He still wished that he had been fit enough to go on the second battle patrol. It would've brought him great satisfaction to finally kill one of the giant river rats himself.
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Silverleopard ThunderClan Warrior She/Her ; 29 Moons
Killer Aptitude T3 | Bilingual T3 | Lucky Duck T3 | Lyrebird’s Lullaby
Silverleopard sat down beside the deputy, wrapping her tail neatly around her paws.
“I haven’t seen you since the last meeting, and I realized I forgot to congratulate you,” she meowed, her curled ears flicking. “When I saw you, I wanted to. You’ve done more than enough, and you deserve the position. Spiderstar chose well.”
There was an emphasis on Spiderstar’s new name, considering that Silverleopard didn’t want to show any disrespect towards the new leader (not that she didn’t respect him, because she did).
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