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    "Warriors and apprentices of WindClan, please gather for patrol assignments." Her voice rang across the clearing, though she did not sit on the Tallrock. Instead she sat before it, waiting for her Clanmates to gather. Dawnstar couldn't help but feel the ache in her chest as her heart raced a few beats too fast. I hope they aren't annoyed with me. Am I working them too hard? I really hope not. Her mind was as fast as a churning river, the flicking of her tail and easy signal to show the anxiety that pulsed through her veins like adders venom. She struggled to catch her breath, focusing her gaze solely on the stars that had begun to peak into the sky as the day began to settle into night.

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    SUNRISE;;



    Sunrise would arrive first. Oh. Dawnstar was giving out patrol orders? Confusion crossed her face before she realized they had no deputy yet. Oh. Her gaze landed on the leader, flicking an ear in anticipation. She was ready for a patrol.


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    ❝ MAKES ME GLAD I'M ONLY A STONE'S THROW AWAY ❞

    Frogleap arrived shortly afyer Sunrise did. He seated himself on the ground and curled his tail around his paws, waiting quietly to see who would be assigned on patrol.

    ❝ MAKES ME SAD THAT OTHERS CAN'T HAVE IT THE SAME WAY ❞

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    GENERAL:
    ★ FROGLEAP | FROGGY | MALE
    ★ BISEXUAL
    ★ 13 MOONS | AGES EVERY 50 POSTS
    ★ WARRIOR | NO TITLE
    PHYSICAL:
    ★SPECIES DOMESTIC CAT [100%] | health: 100%
    — DARK BROWN TABBY TOM WITH WHITE PAWS, WHITE UNDERBELLY AND TAIL TIP; BLUE EYES
    — major injuries: N/A
    — minor injuries: N.A
    PERSONALITY:
    ★ INQUISITIVE | HAPPY | APPROACHABLE | LIGHT-SLEEPER
    RELATIONSHIPS:
    ★ SINGLE | ½ _____ | crushing on _____
    ★ parents - ASPENFANG x TIMBERCLAW | GEN 2
    ★ siblings - DAWNSTAR, FERNLEAF
    ★ children - N/A
    ★ friends - N/A
    INTERACTION:
    ★ MEDIUM PHYSICALLY | HARD MENTALLY

    ★ ATTACK IN #008080

    the young tabby molly trotted over to sit next to her broher and await her sister's orders.


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    I FEEL IT UNDER MY SKIN (03/11)

    [center][fancypost=background-color:;border:0px;width:400px;text-align:justify;font-size:8pt;color:white;]Fawnpaw entered next, smiling softly. "I'm up for something," she meowed, swishing her tail in a friendly manner. The medicine apprentice was not the best at hunting, but she was always open to helping her clan out.


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    [fancypost= bgcolor=;border:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:8pt;font-color:white] "same with me." ver mewed as she approached, sleek fur glossy. her eyes turned towards the new leader, as she dipped her head.

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    Cloudkit

    YOU & I, WE COULD FLY, TIL WE DIE


    The grey kit stuck to the side lines, keeping her blue eyes on the warriors and apprentices that gathered. Her heart ached to be with them and follow the instructions of leader and go out there hunting or border patrol. Cloudkit looked around wondering where Stormaze was, wanting to see him off if he had a moment to spare. ""


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    TAKING MY SOUL INTO THE MASSES


    Asterstorm approached, his grey fur bristling slightly as he stretched in front of the group, waiting for Dawnstar to assign the patrols. He wondered where he would be given.


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    [center][fancypost=background:transparent; min-height: 550px; width: 400px; line-height: 14px; font-family: lucida sans unicode; font-size: 14px; text-align: justify;]Sorrelear approached, keeping her blue-green gaze on her niece. Dawnstar was doing a good job, no matter what the leader thought.


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    "Frogleap, Sunrise and Veronika..." Her face scrunched up as she tried to remember what her warriors had requested their patrol times be. Guilt gnawed at her as the memory flitted past, unable to be recalled. "I'd like you to patrol the ThunderClan border at Sunhigh. If you run into a ThunderClan patrol, I expect you to be civil." She didn't expect hostility from the trio, but she didn't want to take the risk. Her head turned from the three and focused on the other gathered felines. "Lilacpaw, Asterstorm and, ah, Sorrelear, you three check out the borders by ShadowClan."


    Fawnpaw, Fernleaf - you two are coming with me. I'd like to speak with the two of you, privately, in my den."

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    SUNRISE;;



    Sunrise glanced at Frogleap and Veronika. The ThunderClan border? Hmm. Well, okay. It would give Sunrise another chance to view ThunderClan. "Um...let's head out." She waved her tail behind her as she brushed through the entrance. She rarely ever lead patrols--she was a bit too shy. But today she felt more confident. She just hoped her Clanmates wouldn't mind.


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    ”Oh! You would? Yeah thats, uh, totally fine!” her ears flicked in interest at her sister's statement. Fawnpaw too? She didn't know the medicine cat apprentice very well but she seemed rather sweet. She honestly wasn't sure what Dawnstar wanted to talk about that could conern both of them... unless she meant that dream but she couldn't know about that.


    I FEEL IT UNDER MY SKIN (03/11)

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    "let's go then." veronika meowed, following sunrise in the lead, waiting for frogleap with an attentive green-eyed gaze.

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    Asterstorm and SorrelEar? Alright, he agreed, looking for the other cats. He decided he shouldn't just say, let's go. He would be patient, padding beside Sorrelear with a small smile. Being the leader of a patrol wasn't his right, yet. He was only an apprentice.

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    ❝ MAKES ME GLAD I'M ONLY A STONE'S THROW AWAY ❞

    The young Tom nodded his head after being assigned to the ThunderClan patrol. It had been a while since he had walied along the ThunderClan border, so he was interested to see it again.


    "I'm right behind you." he mewed, catching up with his companions.

    ❝ MAKES ME SAD THAT OTHERS CAN'T HAVE IT THE SAME WAY ❞

    [spoiler=tags UPDATED 13/03/17]
    GENERAL:
    ★ FROGLEAP | FROGGY | MALE
    ★ BISEXUAL
    ★ 13 MOONS | AGES EVERY 50 POSTS
    ★ WARRIOR | NO TITLE
    PHYSICAL:
    ★SPECIES DOMESTIC CAT [100%] | health: 100%
    — DARK BROWN TABBY TOM WITH WHITE PAWS, WHITE UNDERBELLY AND TAIL TIP; BLUE EYES
    — major injuries: N/A
    — minor injuries: N.A
    PERSONALITY:
    ★ INQUISITIVE | HAPPY | APPROACHABLE | LIGHT-SLEEPER
    RELATIONSHIPS:
    ★ SINGLE | ½ _____ | crushing on _____
    ★ parents - ASPENFANG x TIMBERCLAW | GEN 2
    ★ siblings - DAWNSTAR, FERNLEAF
    ★ children - N/A
    ★ friends - N/A
    INTERACTION:
    ★ MEDIUM PHYSICALLY | HARD MENTALLY

    ★ ATTACK IN #008080

    [center][fancypost=background-color:;border:0px;width:400px;text-align:justify;font-size:8pt;color:white;]Fawnpaw blinked, slightly surprised she had not been given a patrol. She was not worried, however, and trotted up to Fernleaf. She greeted the warrior with a smile before turning to Dawnstar and following the leader.


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    TAKING MY SOUL INTO THE MASSES


    The Russian nodded and turned in a single fluid, swift movement. His eyes scanned over the apprentice, who was actually only five moons off being double his age. That amused the warrior somewhat - the idea of an older cat being an apprentice... it seemed incredibly humiliating.


    "Who leads?" he finally said in his deep voice.


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    [center][fancypost=background-color: none; bordercolor=transparent; text-align:justify; borderwidth=0px; width: 500px; font-size: 9; line-height:110%;]The warrior arrived at camp with a skinny vole in her mouth, dropping it gently on the freshkill pile. Slightly late, yet she had heard Dawnstar's announcement from outside of the camp's entrance. Aspenfang trotted over, pale green eyes locked on her daughter with a soft smile. "Need any more cats to go on a patrol?" She asked politely, not wanting to be rude and demand a patrol or something like that.
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    [spoiler=tags - updated 03/10/17][fancypost=bgcolor=none; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; line-height:110%;][align=justify]★ GENERAL:
    Aspenkit - Aspenpaw - Aspenfang
    — Female (she/her pronouns)
    — 28 moons old
    — Heteromantic Heterosexual
    — Warrior of (Traditional) WindClan
    — Played by: Citali
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    ★ PHYSICALITY:
    [font='verdana']★ Domestic Cat
    — Silver tabby
    — Pale green eyes
    — Skinny & somewhat muscular & tall
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    [font='verdana']★ RELATIONSHIPS:[font='verdana']
    — Single | No crush
    — NPC x NPC
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    ★ INTERACTION:[font='verdana']
    — Physically average | Mentally average
    — Speaks in bold white | Attacks in bold white
    — No maim/capture/kill without permission
    — Can powerplay peaceful actions