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    flameseeker | 13 moons | warrior | thunderclan | tags 11/1

    Ever since the thunderstorm that had wrecked their forest, there had been an abundance of two legs and their monsters. They all seemed fascinated by the fact that a bunch of trees had fallen. Flameseeker, however, was very paranoid. After nearly been buried alive, she had been taking extra precautions with every step that she took in fear that she would get trapped underground again.


    As she lead her hunting patrol of NPCs through the mud covered forest, an unfamiliar smell caught her attention. The orange tabby lowered her tail as a signal for the patrol behind her to pause in their tracks. Carefully she edged her way forward, and stopped as a fairly large box came into view. It smelled faintly of two-legs, and it appeared they had left it behind. Flameseeker used her nose to lift open the lid, and inside found a couple brown circles with meat inside, a few yellow triangles with red circles on them, and a couple bags of yellow sticks. The smell radiating from the box was irresistible, and she would lean down and take a bite. "Mmm" she would hum. "You guys should try this!"

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    It was one of her many duties as an apprentice to attend patrols, and normally she wouldn't mind attending them. But this one was different. The thunderstorm was still fresh in everyone's minds, and with all of the two-legs that had been showing up recently, many cats were reluctant to leave their dens, including her. So she was surprised to hear that Flameseeker had decided to assemble a patrol despite these set-backs, and admiring the warrior's dedication, Lotuspaw had volunteered to join the orange tabby, although she wasn't too happy about it. They had passed many fallen trees on the way here, and the abundance of mud had gotten more than a few words of compliant out of her muzzle. Lovely white fur was soaked dark brown, but Lotus kept on reminding herself that the damage to her appearance was only temporary. She would simply wash off the mud once they returned to camp, though she'd heard that most, if not all of their water sources were mixed with debris. If that was the case, she would simply have to bear her burdens until things got better. They suddenly came to a stop, and Lotuspaw, who'd been too busy agonizing about her tangled locks, stumbled right into Flameseeker. There was a box in front of them, that when opened, revealed what she assumed was a type of two-leg food. While the patrol's organizer took no time in chowing down on the mystery item, insisting that it tasted great, Lotus wasn't too sure about the sphere of yellow and red. She hung back, a mixed look of disgust and curiosity apparent on her face. "I'll pass for now." The tabby murmured, her appetite long lost. "Besides, it looks sticky, and I would hate to get any of that... whatever it is, on my fur. My poor, already mud-ridden fur."

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    flameseeker | 13 moons | warrior | thunderclan | tags 11/4

    Flameseeker had never been one to worry about getting her fur dirty. She had always enjoyed using the dirt and mud to disguise herself better while hunting, it was a trick that her mother had taught her when she was little. Most of the reasoning behind it was to cover up her fire-colored pelt. Her entire family was orange pelted, and that made hunting difficult sometimes. Though, she was glad that at least her fur wasn’t completely white, then it would be very hard to hunt during the summer.


    The ginger she cat would lick her lips after taking another bite. “Oh come on, just one bite.” she would say, nosing it towards the apprentice.


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