Name: Smoketail/Whitepaw
Gender: Tom/She-cat
Age: 35 moons/10 moons
Rank: Warrior or Deputy/Apprentice
Looks: lean, dark colored warrior/white and silver tabby
Personality: Serious, strong-willed/Energetic, impatient
Crush: None/None
Mate: None/None
Kits: None/None
History: Whitepaw is Smoketail's apprentice
Other: They have strong connections with each other
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Name: Tumblestripes
Gender: Tom
Age: 25 moons
Rank: Warrior
Appearance(words): Tortoiseshell tom with amber eyes and coarse, unkempt pelt. Has broad, muscular shoulders and long tail
Personality: Brisk and easily angered but persistent. He is somewhat unconfident in himself.
Crush/mate/kits: Open/None/None
History{opt.} Has a slight, almost unnoticeable limp in his hind leg from a monster accident when he was an apprentice. His first apprentice had been poisoned by deathberries (unknown who was at fault) and had been taken to Gingersky, but was unable to be saved and he has been very cold-hearted to everyone since.
Kin: Unknown
Other: I made you a pie, but I ate it.[font=georgia]
Name: Gingersky
Gender: She-cat
Age: 25 moons
Rank: Medicine cat
Appearance(words): Small ginger tabby she-cat with blue-green eyes. Her tail is very fluffy and her pelt shines in the moonlight.
Personality: Caring and happy. She loves it when there are new kits; some say it's because she can't have her own that she looks after them so much. She will do anything to save a sick or injured clanmate, even if it seems hopeless. She lost Tumblestripe's first apprentice, and has blamed herself for the young cat's death
Crush/mate/kits: Forbidden
History{opt.} When she was a kit, her mother died from an unknown sickness that had no cure. She was then inspired to help her clan, avenging her mother's death, by becoming a medicine cat.
Kin: Unknown
Other: I made you a pie! Please enjoy it very much! And Willowpaw is her apprentice, right? -
We can start roleplaying once a few more people joinI'll get another person to join
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Whitepaw's gaze softened. "I think you're cut out to be a warrior. And we all mess up sometimes. Streamfur tried giving me a practice assessment yesterday, and if it were the real one, I probably would've had to start my training over again! Maybe if we go out and work with each other, we could give tips to make us both better warriors! Do you want to do that?" he asked Fogpaw.
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Streamfur nudged Bloodpaw forward. "Tell him," she meowed encouragingly.
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Streamfur stepped forward to stand next to Bloodpaw. "Tumblestripes," she meowed. "You've been hiding from the past for too long. Mentor this young one, for your own sake. You can't live in fear of of this!" she exclaimed.
She swayed her tail angrily."I never thought you'd be so afraid of something like this! Tumblestripes, you MUST do this. And Paintedstar," she turned to face her leader. "Do you not trust Tumblestripes?"
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Streamfur turned to Bloodpaw. "Do you even know what you've done!?" she hissed.
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"Don't act like you're the one who's known him almost all his life!" Streamfur spat at Timberpaw. "Do you even know what he's been through?" she asked him, narrowing her eyes.
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Streamfur clawed the ground to avoid clawing the apprentice's throat out. "Are you so sure of that, Paintedstar?" she asked. "Remember, I am not clan born, and no cat has ever even asked me of my past. You have no idea..."
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Whitepaw stared after Fogpaw, and was too focussed on her to hear Tumblestripe's yowl.
Streamfur's head jerked up when she heard it. "What was that?" she asked, worriedly.
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Streamfur raced out and saw it. Her eyes widened in horror.
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"GINGERSKY!!!" Streamfur yowled, while racing toward Tumblestripe.
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Whitepaw attacked the cat who had lunged at Gingersky (not going to put in battle details) and chased it off.
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ooc: anyone noticed that me and allboutblue switched characters? lol, we wanted to switch it up a little, but we're switching back now
ic: Tumblestripe blinked his eyes, trying to clear the blood from his vision
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Gingersky smiled at Bloodpaw. "Good job," she meowed.
Tumblestripe closed his eyes for a second and then opened them again, his vision blurry. "Bloodpaw... I'm sorry..." he coughed weakly. "It's my fault they hurt you... I-i should've heard them coming sooner..."
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Gingersky looked down at Tumblestripe. "It depends," she said.
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Tumblestripe looked at Bloodpaw and lifted his paw to touch hers. He coughed and meowed softly," Bloodpaw... F-forgive me..."
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Gingersky looked at Bloodpaw and meowed, "Bloodpaw, you don't understand..."
Tumblestripe's vision started to get even more blurry and he closed his eyes. "B-bloodpaw.." he meowed.
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Tumblestripe stood up with help from Gingersky and slowly walked over to Bloodpaw. He looked at her and meowed softly, "I do not blame you for this, and please don't hurt him. He is your own clan-mate! Bloodpaw, this is my fault, and I want you to live for a long time, and have a better life than my first apprentice."
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Tumblestripe tried taking another step forward, but collapsed onto the ground. He closed his eyes and coughed up blood again.