Milkpaw (he/him) Creamy-white fluffy fur and green eyes. Chonky face!
❛ ━━━━━━･❪ ⚘ ❫ ･━━━━━━ ❜
Milkpaw leaned his muzzle on Doepaw's shoulders, letting her soak his soft fur as all her pain came out. He couldn't let himself go crazy right now. He needed to keep calm and comfort his family... the rest of it.
Ashclaw was watching the scene from distance, his gaze unreadable as it quickly traveled over the three and then turned away. Milkpaw's blood turned to ice, but he ignored the gnaw in his chest and kept on holding Leafpaw and Doepaw tight. "R-right..." Yes, he had to keep himself whole. "She's strong, and so are we."
Shiny green eyes blinked at Leafpaw, the awareness that something was really wrong shared between the two. Then, he started licking Doepaw's fur to warm her up and distract her a bit. Hopefully, she would start to feel better... soon or later.
Ashclaw got up and walked over to the 3 apprentices" if your going out into the territory you need me to be with you as it is the warrior code a warrior must be with apprentices if they go into the territory" the tom meowed
@The Heir Apparent @maple. @Wingnettle
Beetleblaze pondered Floatingleafs words for a moment as she looked to him for confirmation. He racked his brain at lightning speed trying to think of a way to correct her while saving face, he didn't wish to make her feel bad by calling her out in front of her apprentice. He simply nodded to her before turning to his own apprentice once he had settled on a solution. "Cloverpaw you will attack us first. Floatingleaf and I are going to show you how to utilize the technique properly. Partner fighting is about using a 2 on 1 advantage." The tom made sure he was standing shoulder to shoulder with Floatingleaf and lowered his body to match her height. "As you attack us we will retreat together as a unit, matching our pawsteps to one another."
Beetleblaze cast his emerald eyes in the direction of Flickerpaw, "Watch how we handle Cloverpaw closley. The basic idea is that when he is forced to attack one of us, the cat being attacked will simply avoid it by retreating further back. The other cat will take advantage of the opening to swipe back at Cloverpaw. So if Cloverpaw attacks me I will fall back further to avoid the blow while Floatingleaf will go on the offensive and swipe him while he is off balance." Beetleblaze felt the words trickle slowly out as he struggled to express the things he knew as a warrior but had never needed to explain. "If your enemy turns to run simply split up and surround them."
StarClan help me, I hope I explained all of that properly, He fretted. The tan warrior readied himself, his long form was backed up slightly so that his head was even with Floatingleafs, and neither cats was in front of the other. "All right Cloverpaw, attack us when your ready."
Make sure to mention lol
Clover'Paw
He nodded, his fur spiked on his shoulders. Would he
freak like last time? He sighed and closed his eyes to
imagine his mothers smile before she turned away. He
opened his eyes "Alright, would i be able to call flicker'paw
in for support?" he looked back to Flickerpaw who seemed
deep in thought.
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Previously:⤳ Aethon ⤳ Prancer
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Burnheart (He/Him) Ginger-and-white tabby tom with yellow eyes. ------------------------------------------------------------------
Burnheart opened one eye from his nest inside the Clearing, stretching out white paws and dark claws with a slight yawn. It was another restless night behind him, and another day ahead. Flicking dark ears towards the sounds currently encroaching upon the previous silence, the young warrior stepped into the Clearing itself and towards the prey pile.
Perhaps a bite to eat can stave off the annoyance churning in his stomach.
doepaw
| Small, scarred fawn tabby she-cat with blue-green heterochromia and a shredded ear |
Doepaw snapped. She turned her head up, all crying ceased, anger flaming her dual coloured eyes. A snarl twisted her face as she struggled to stand and shoved her face into her fathers. "OH, so NOW YOU CARE ABOUT US?! The SECOND we talk about leaving to find our mother do you actually come over to help! 'Oh, Doepaw, my darling, where have you been I've missed you, are you okay?' You couldn't even say that to me?! What did I do to you?! I DIDN'T ASK TO BE HERE!" Her words were angry and spiteful, and she basically screamed the last part of her sentence. She stood there, glaring at her father and breathing heavily.
"If I knew this was how this was going to go, I never would have come back. I would have let myself ROT out in the Outskirts. I'd rather that then a dismissive and distant father." She turned, lashing her tail before limping her way just into the medicine den. She hated the poor excuse of a father she had.
Milkpaw (he/him) Creamy-white fluffy fur and green eyes. Chonky face!
❛ ━━━━━━･❪ ⚘ ❫ ･━━━━━━ ❜
Oh, Doepaw... He'd known instantly what her sisters' reactions would be, as soon as Ashclaw spoke up.
Doepaw's words were like fire claws that rang like echoes through the whole camp, and Milkpaw's chest was filled with dread.
He said nothing and didn't meet his father's gaze as he walked slowly to the medicine cat's den, helping her sister with her weight... and the pain that was swallowing her.
| Leafpaw |
| She/Her |
| A long-haired fawn tabby with a white underbelly; Blue eyes |
~ Leafpaw closed her eyes and there had been a few tiny moments of peace and comforting before the voice of Ashclaw hit her ears. The mollys eyes shot open. The warrior code?! Is that all the tom cared about?! The warrior code?! Not anything else?! Thats when Leafpaw stood up her fur standing on end, her ears pinned down and opened her mouth to tell him off. Oh wait? Looks like Doepaw had beaten her too it. Leafpaw let her fur smooth out but keeping her ears pinned. Leafpaw watched as Doepaw went back to the medicine cat den with the help of Milkpaw before snapping her head back to the tom.
"I can't believe all you care about is the warrior code.. You don't even care about us. How we feel right now. Milkpaw was clearly paniking! Doepaw is injured and crying!"
Leafpaw lifted her ears. She was done. Nothing would get through to the tom. Leafpaw turned to follow her siblings into the medicine cat den. Leafpaw was about to walk in before stopping. Slightly turning her head to Ashclaw.
"Why dont you go play dad with your apprentice. Its clear you like her better then us."
And with that Leafpaw padded into the medicine cat den. ~
Burnheart (He/Him) Ginger-and-white tabby tom with yellow eyes. ------------------------------------------------------------------
Burnheart opened one eye from his nest inside the Clearing, stretching out white paws and dark claws with a slight yawn. It was another restless night behind him, and another day ahead. Flicking dark ears towards the sounds currently encroaching upon the previous silence, the young warrior stepped into the Clearing itself and towards the prey pile.
Perhaps a bite to eat can stave off the annoyance churning in his stomach.
(OOC: Open for interactions!)
Hemlockheart was still a little bummed out because of the whole random death thing. Featherfoot's siblings were so upset to find out she was dead. And death was...so icky. Like, you were just stuck in a boring starry meadow for the rest of eternity, without the chance to progress, unable to influence the world in any way...ick.
The young warrior's blue eyes found the form, of his childhood, friend, and his face readjusted into a more jovial one. "Hey Burntfur, what's on your mind this time?" he teased, nudging Burnheart's flank playfully.
Hemlockheart was still a little bummed out because of the whole random death thing. Featherfoot's siblings were so upset to find out she was dead. And death was...so icky. Like, you were just stuck in a boring starry meadow for the rest of eternity, without the chance to progress, unable to influence the world in any way...ick.
The young warrior's blue eyes found the form, of his childhood, friend, and his face readjusted into a more jovial one. "Hey Burntfur, what's on your mind this time?" he teased, nudging Burnheart's flank playfully.
Burnheart (He/Him) Ginger-and-white tabby tom with yellow eyes. ------------------------------------------------------------------
The warrior's yellow eyes narrowed for a moment but relaxed when it was revealed it was only Hemlockheart. Burnheart allowed the nudge with a grunt, aiming to playfully swat against the other's ear. "What -isn't- on my mind, Hemlockfumble?" The tabby answered back with a raspy snicker that lasted like frost in greenleaf. "Just the nightmares, again. At least this time I didn't wake up everyone in the Den. What a way to start my warriorhood."
Slowly taking a piece of prey from the pile, he moved another one closer to Hemlockheart. "Do you know if we're on patrol today?"
Beetlekit sneezed for a moment, looking around the clearing. It was cold. Really cold. Puffing out his fur the kit padded back into the nursery for a nice nap...
Re: WindClan Clearing
