Emberpool shrugged. "Everyone has mistakes." She reassured him. "But, more importantly, is your paw ok?" Her tail tip twitched as he put another brave face on. It was starting to irritate her, but again, she said nothing.
"Yes i'm fine." He growled. He didn't want he to ask anymore questions because the more questions he gets about stuff that makes his brave face go off. Well he didn't want that to happen. He started walking and as he did he fell on his face. His face changed into pain. His paw heart to much by now he couldn't keep his brave face on his paw heart like crazy.
“Have you been out hunting yet?” he asked, curious. He hadn’t been out in a while. “How’s the prey running?”
they're showing themselves out and we're restocking *he said as his stomach began to growl*
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"ShadowFire." He said. "Now, what's going on? I'll keep secrets if you need me too." He said sincerely.
Rumblestorm nodded and he flicked his ear once in acknowledgment. "Nice name." He commented. It truly was. It had a nice ring to it and transitioned from prefix to suffix smoothly in a way that rolled off the tongue. The large tom cat took a deep breath as Shadowfire key in hot pursuit of a track Rumblestorm wished he would forget. Why was he so eager to know, anyways? It wasn't really his business and Rumblestorm didn't want to straight up lie to him. Instead, he tiptoed on eggshells around the path of the conversation. "No, it's no secret." He mused over what to say next as he stared blankly at the camp. "It's juts been, ah, rough these past couple of moons." He left it at that, and his dark blue hues flickered up to meet Shadowfire's own gaze as though challenging him to say more on the subject.
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Rumblestorm nodded and he flicked his ear once in acknowledgment. "Nice name." He commented. It truly was. It had a nice ring to it and transitioned from prefix to suffix smoothly in a way that rolled off the tongue. The large tom cat took a deep breath as Shadowfire key in hot pursuit of a track Rumblestorm wished he would forget. Why was he so eager to know, anyways? It wasn't really his business and Rumblestorm didn't want to straight up lie to him. Instead, he tiptoed on eggshells around the path of the conversation. "No, it's no secret." He mused over what to say next as he stared blankly at the camp. "It's juts been, ah, rough these past couple of moons." He left it at that, and his dark blue hues flickered up to meet Shadowfire's own gaze as though challenging him to say more on the subject.
Listen I can understand about what's going on lots of cats don't know I lost my whole family in a fire when I was 2 moons and I'm the only one left so I've told you about what happened to me so why don't you tell me what's going on with you *he said* @Deranged Llama
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they're showing themselves out and we're restocking *he said as his stomach began to growl*
"Hungry, eh?" Windygale chuckled, noting that he was a bit famished as well. He bounded over to the fresh-kill pile and grabbed a sparrow. He brought it back. "Want some?" he offered.
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"I'll make sure to, i promise." to be honest, daydream had looked towards moondancer more of a mom to them than anyone else. they only associated her with good memories, ones of them training together and what not. they missed training as a warrior, and they remembered how hesitant they were to accept the position as a medicine cat. but it comforted them that she was still proud of them-beyond warrior training. they still put it to good use, her skills had saved their life constantly with all these aggressive battles, border clashes, and tensions rising. and because of that, they were going to pass them down to flashpaw,"I havent wasted the skills that youve taught me you know," they mewed, a faint smile on their face,"im going to be training flashpaw. giving her both the life of a warrior and a medicine cat. with the world we live in today, we know cats arent hesitant to strike at a medicine cat." they had more scars on them as a medicine cat than they did as an apprentice, bunches of them littering their body. cricketpaw. hell she had been slaughtered at her own border! that could be flashpaw if they didnt give her tools to defend herself.
Moondancer tilted her head and inspected her former apprentice carefully. She picked up some traces of sadness, perhaps even guilt?
"Is there something you want to talk about? You know you can always use me, right?" She asked, concern in her voice. She knew Daydream had so many things going on inside them, and wished they would come to her for help. If they were struggling, she'd want to help them get over that. She could see from their body that they had gone through a lot of things. And she knew that such things could cause trauma. It had for herself. Losing her firstborn kit was something she would never get over. Seeing Wolfpaw's broken and overly scarred body. That image would never get out of her head. And if Daydream had gone through anything like that, she felt like she could understand them. Help them.
"Hungry, eh?" Windygale chuckled, noting that he was a bit famished as well. He bounded over to the fresh-kill pile and grabbed a sparrow. He brought it back. "Want some?" he offered.
Thank you *he said* I'll have half and you have half is that ok *he asked*
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Since the battle with ThunderClan and RiverClan, Peachfuzz had been on high alert. Tensions in the Clans were still decently high due to the Gathering skirmish, and the hulking ShadowClan warrior would not put it past their enemies to attack them again. Even moons after it happened, he still had trouble processing that ThunderClan would defy StarClan's Wish by attacking his Clan under the truce. Why was Passionstar acting like Snowstar? Toms should make decisions for themselves, not allow she-cats to corrupt their thoughts and views.
Stepping into the clearing from visiting his mate, the intense gaze of the towering tom drifted across the clearing until it landed on the form of his sister. Mistytuft looked disheveled, as if she had not left her nest for days, and irritation flashed beneath his pelt at the thought of his sister thinking she should go out looking so .. unpresentable. How in StarClan did she think she could find a mate looking like that?
Peachfuzz stalked toward Mistytuft, a scowl etched across his face. "What do you think you are doing?" he demanded. "Going out looking like some rogue that got hit by a monster? You will never find a tom if you think this is how you should look." A growl rose in his throat. "You make rats look pretty in comparison."
Mistytuft's ears flicked up, head twisting toward her brother. Her orange eyes opening as he yelled. Mistytuft snapped her jaw shut from the yawn she had begun to let out. The force so hard her teeth let out a small pop when clicked together. She kept her mouth closed, looking down at the floor as her brother scolded her. This is what it always felt like when she was near him, yet at the same time, she liked the sudden attention. It was hard for the molly to get noticed by anyone these days, and her hideous scar on her leg added to that problem.
"Listen Peachfuzz, I've been sick lately. Mind giving me a break for once?"She hissed, looking at her pelt. But, he was right, she did look bad. Mistytuft began to lick her fur down, combing the tangles out. She glared at the tom ahead of her. "Rats? Well you would know, seeing as you have one for a mate!" She hissed, lashing her tail. Well, so much for being nice.
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