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  • Fadedpaw looked up and frowned, rain plus a nearly blind cat didn't mix to great. He shook his head looking at the ground beginning to walk forward. (falls of cliff huehuehuehue)


    Hollyfrost looked around the entrance of camp slowly cleaning her long claws.

  • timeskip two-three days :3


    Robinstar padded along the wet earth, his fur slightly fluffed in the cold breeze.


    Bracken leaped from tree to tree, soaring across the wet forest.


    Rosepelt sat beside a small stream, her paw poised above it waiting for fish to swim by.


    Onepaw rolled around uncomfortably in his den. He wasn't feeling very well.

  • Fadedpaw stretched out his paws leaving the warmth of his nest. He looked at his mentor and decided to check up on how everyone was doing. He walked over to the apprentices' den to see if Onepaw's paw(lol) is doing better a faint sick scent surrounded as he walked in. He sighed since One and hi were the only(?) apprentices "Are you sick now?"


    Hollyfrost rushed out of the camp her claws bringing up some of the dirt. She looked around the wet forest smirking "There should be a few voles out." she softly thought aloud.

  • Onepaw groaned loudly, "my stomach hurts!" he meowed, rolling over and trying to pick a side to lay on.


    Bracken stopped, sitting perched in a high tree as he saw the clan cat he had met before. "attack!" the tom summoned his most vicious voice and leapt down in front of the shecat. He then laughed very loudly hoping he startled her.

  • The tom nodded his head and hummed thinking what could be wrong "Did you eat then you could or trained slightly more than usual?" he asked.


    The mainly white looked at him raising a 'eyebrow' her black tail flickering "Was that supposed to scare me?" she asked slightly amused.

  • "I think that sparrow I ate last night was old." the young tom said, his eyes closed and his stomach making odd noises.


    Bracken smiled, "Dang" he replied.

  • The tom nodded his head in response "I cane give you some herbs then give you a small belly massage so your muscles can relax in your stomach." he mewed.


    Hollyfrost chuckled licking one of her white paws and running them threw her long fur. Her pale green eyes turned to him "So did you want something from me?" she asked curious.

  • "Be my guest" Onepaw groaned, rolling onto his back.


    Bracken sighed loudly and dramatically. "No, did you want something from me?" the tom replied, his tail waving back and forth.

  • [img http://www.google.com/imgres?i…8e-3McCFQlOkgodqQ8Gtw/img]


    Name-Grayson
    Age- 25 moons
    Gender- Tom
    Rank- Loner
    Appearance- Link
    Personality- Grayson is calm and quiet. He's overprotective towards his kit. Grayson is fatherly, kind, caring, sweet, and honest. He is usually restless, and tends to be a bit depressed at times, ever since his mate died. He's trustworthy, rebellious, intelligent, and antisocial (at times)
    History-(OPT)-
    Mate- Rose (Deceased, killed by dog)
    Crush- Rose, (ex- mate, Ex- crush)
    Kits- Lily
    Other

  • She shook her head in response "no not really I was out hunting." She mewed. She looked around trying to pick up a scent


    Fadedpaw nodded his head in response placing his spotted paws on the Toms belly slowly massaging it

  • accepted!


    "As a matter of fact I was about to hunt too!" the tom grinned, watching her sniff the air. "Want to hunt together?" the tom asked.


    Onepaw closed his eyes.

  • The white she cat shrugged her shoulders at the tom "I guess..." she mewed. She brought her paw up running it threw her fur


    Fadedpaw hummed softly his ears twitching as he massaged the other apprentice's belly.

  • (Thank you!)



    The male loner walked along a trail, in his jaws was a small kit. The tom looked around at his surroundings, his ears perked up, listening to the sounds. He drew in a deep breath, before sitting down, lying the kit down as well. The tom smiled as the kit stood up, but there seemed to be sorrow in his eyes.