↟ NettleClan ↟ || Fear is Not a Weakness || Roleplay Thread

Dawnpaw hadn't been very good with eating today, the fresh-kill just didn't seem very appetizing to him. Ugh. He'd noticed cats talking about how there were going to be patrols sent to mess with PeakClan, why did they do that again? Are they enemies? He never understood anything, really. Then again, being as anti-social as he was, he tried to avoid that drama. Keeping to himself, Dawnpaw made his way over to the Medicine Cat's den, ready for his weekly checkups on his ears, as usual. His deafness would never get better, but they had to make sure he didn't get any ear infections or get sick. "Hello?" His broken tone was obvious, he couldn't speak well because he couldn't hear himself speak. How disgraceful.

Dawnpaw took a moment to read the she-cat's lips, nodding his head slightly. "Here for.. Checkup." He squeaked out, trying his best to communicate verbally with the female. He was ashamed, he knew his voice seemed weird to the vibrations in his throat cracking and rumbling. He lifted his tail, signing 'medicine' to the girl. Not that she'd know, but it was worth the attempt. He could feel multiple cats here, the vibrations and tension in the air was obvious. Plain as day. "Check.. Ears." He squeaked out again, face reddened in embarrassment.

Dawnpaw couldn't help but crack a smile at Silverpaw as he nodded his head again, ears swiveling as if straining to hear something, which was of course a failure. He let out a soft, gutteral chuckle at his attempt. He probably looked stupid, swiveling his ears around like a bat gone crazy. "You.. Stay?" He asked, meaning to say 'Are you staying'. But, whatever. It smelt like herbs in here, that's for sure. He loved the smell, and definitely the beautiful girl, too. Hey- stop that. No way did he think Silverpaw was pretty, she was plain, just like the others. He just hoped Leopardflame didn't catch him dillydallying around and not getting his ears checked like he was supposed to.

//Aah so sorry for my late response but school, ya know?

Twigpaw - Tom - Med Cat Apprentice - Mute - Interacting: Scarletfox   icarus fell

Twigpaw mocked offense at Ashpaw's tease, his eyes growing wide and ears perked in shock. His body then shook with a silent laugh and a smile grew on his face. He then brought his paw to Ashpaw's shoulder and playfully pushed the apprentice, you're smiling too, mouse brain. A nudge to his side pulled his focus away from Ashpaw. Ashpaw's sister stood before him, motioning towards the medicine den. Following Silverpaw's gaze he spotted Dawnpaw entering the den. That was to be expected as the tom often had weekly inspections on his ears. Twigpaw was surprised he missed the tom entering the medicine den, but a glance towards Ashpaw and Twigpaw knew why. He made an amused face towards the said apprentice, now I'm slacking cause of you, Ash. Twigpaw rose to his feet and nudged Ashpaw before flicking his tail in the direction of the den, inviting him to join.

Twigpaw trotted after Silverpaw and entered the den. The two apprentices seemed to be talking-- well one was attempting to talk. Twigpaw scolded himself for thinking that; Dawnpaw was much more capable than he was. He cast a grin in Dawnpaw's direction as a greeting before slipping further into the den to get anything he might need for the evaluation. In no time at all Twigpaw was back at the front of the den where the other apprentices were. He placed the herbs down and beckoned Dawnpaw to follow him outside the den. Although Twigpaw wasn't extremely familiar with evaluating infections without the help of a fully trained medicine cat, he believed he was capable enough to look out for one. He was glad it was such a bright day. That would make this easy and quick. Hopefully Dawnpaw would automatically know to say if he had been feeling any discomfort, as he'd had this evaluation multiple times. If not he'd have to fumble around until he could portray his question in an understandable manner.

(i hope this makes sense haha)

Dawnpaw let out a soft squeak as he tilted his head to the side, his tail thumping rapidly on the ground from discomfort. Sure, it wasn't an infection, but he was sure he had some buildup. He didn't clean his ears when he dived into the mud the other day, so maybe he had drainage? Who knew. He took a moment to sign 'Hurts' with his tail, flicking the ear which was giving him a bit discomfort during the day today. His left ear, always had been a bad one. "Hurts." He squeaked out uncomfortably again, turning so the sun gave enough light to see into his ear.

BADGERPAW - 7 MOONS - APPRENTICE - NETTLECLAN

Badgerpaw had just returned from a one-cat hunting session, and the tiny she-cat dragged a lump, fat vole across the clearing to the medicine cat den. As she dragged her prey, Badgerpaw let her dark amber eyes wander- and they led her to the deaf apprentice, Dawnpaw, and the silver she-cat Silverpaw. With a ping of sadness Badgerpaw almost felt bad for the poor tom, but quickly shook it off as she dropped the fat vole in the in the front of the den. "This is for the medicine cats," she mewed quickly, turning away to leave before they could reply.

He's just as capable as any cat, she scolded herself. Dawnpaw will make a great warrior, I bet. Shaking her conflicting thought away, Badgerpaw turned and padded to the mouth of the apprentices den, where there was currently a nice fat ray of sunshine. The small lithe apprentice streached out,speading her legs in the sun.

FERNSTAR-37MOONS-NETTLECLAN LEADER (APPRENTICE: SIRENPAW)

Fernstar was alone in her den. Am I wrong to allow Sirenpaw to train as an apprentice? She asked herself worridly, anxiety sparking in her pelt like fur full of fireants. Spiderwing did have a point, and the Clan agreed with him! But I know I was right to allow her into NettleClan. This is Sirenpaws true home, and I can sense that this was StarClan's path for her.

SNOWHEART - 29 MOONS - WARRIOR - NETTLECLAN

Snowheart turned to Whitelily, tail tip flicking. "So," he began, blue eyes bright. "Where would you want to hunt first?"

Coldthunder | Female | 33 moons | Nettleclan Deputy | Apprentice: None | Crush: None |

The deputy pricked an ear at her name. She had just begun to doze of in the Warrior's den when Ivystar said something about patrols. I just sent them out, didn't I? Coldthunder thought, irritated. She'd had a long night, was exhausted from dealing with the intruder, and now that she had to get up, she felt even more tired. And cranky. Coldthunder also had a strange hallucination about Siren being named an apprentice. Hah. Like that would happen. Fernstar wouldn't make that kit an apprentice, I'm sure of it, She thought and exited the Warrior's den, padding into the clearing. After a long yawn, Coldthunder straightened herself and looked around. Her eyes fixed on Siren, who seemed to be talking with several different cats at once. The deputy padded over, a tad bit angry. "What's going on here? Why isn't she gone yet?" Coldthunder snapped. But then she realized that maybe Siren had joined Nettleclan after all, and she softened her gaze a tiny bit.

Lakeclaw | Male | 20 moons | Nettleclan Warrior | Apprentice: Pearlpaw | Crush: None |

Doing his best to ignore the arguing, Lakeclaw led his apprentice out of camp and into the cold forest. The tough earth underpaw was a bit soothing for Lakeclaw. He always found the cold somewhat comfortable. Lakeclaw padded on, pushing through brittle undergrowth and brush. Soon they were near the Village, and Lakeclaw felt a bit...anxious. Earlier he had overheard Fernstar talking about something to do with the Village. He didn't know what, though, and pushed the thought to the back of his mind. "Well, this is the Village. Of course, we aren't going closer to it right now." Lakeclaw meowed. They had a good enough view of one of the twoleg nests right through the trees.