Posts by Littleprince

Littleprince · May 31st 2016

[size=4pt]I'll just do a little track if that's alright, this looks like a lot of fun. : >[/size] [size=5pt]Do you want people to wait to make characters or is now alright? Sorry. I'm just a little excitable.[/size]

Littleprince · May 31st 2016

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Thank you,Scarletfox, I was uncertain. : >

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[size=9pt]KIT NAME »[/size] Freekit
[size=9pt]APPRENTICE NAME »[/size] Freepaw
[size=9pt]WARRIOR NAME »[/size] Freefang
[size=9pt]CURRENT NAME »[/size] Freefang
[size=9pt]GENDER »[/size] tom-cat
[size=9pt]AGE »[/size] 38 moons
[size=9pt]CURRENT RANK »[/size] warrior
[size=9pt]DESIRED RANK »[/size] happy with current rank.
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[size=9pt]PELT COLOR »[/size] A dusky grey with a speckling of blue-greys and dusty-browns.
[size=9pt]EYE COLOR »[/size] Brown-green eyes that are the shade of fallen leaves
[size=9pt]SCARS»[/size] Freefang is covered in little scars, the most prominent of his collection are the bite marks that scar the area where his shoulder and neck meet. <near the jugular>
[hr][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 300px;][justify][color=black][size=7pt][font=arial][size=9pt]PERSONALITY »[/size] Freefang is a cat of fire and ice. He has a way of being elegantly aggressive, smoothly mad, that gives him a certain 'eye of the storm' kind of vibe. He is short on patience, the slightest wrong move can be enough to make him mad, but he isn't the type to hold a grudge and likes to joke about past conflicts as if there was never an issue. Freefang likes to be around others, but cares little about whether they enjoy his presence or not, the only way to make him respect your opinion, or you, is to give him reason to pause when he's mad. Give him a reason to stop, consider you, consider the situation, and give him reason to let go... or maybe even apologize if you are capable of persuading him so fully. Freefang, despite his impatient nature and lack of full emotional control, is actually a very intelligent cat that excels in memorization and thoughts. He is, also, an aggressive cat who loves when arguments get physical and is quite the thrill seeker. Freefang isn't about winning, he doesn't care about coming out on top, he just wants the pleasure of having unsheathed his claws with the intent of proving a point. Despite his hard to handle personalty, Freefang is a very loyal ally once you gain his respect and trust, he will go to the ends of the world to assist you if he must; he will even back down from arguments if asked. <Will even end a thought mid-sentence if he ends up on the opposite side of someone he is loyal to.>
[size=9pt]LIKES »[/size] Sunny days, a little goodnatured confrontation, 'debate' <arguing>, being proven wrong, learning things, intelligent conversation, healers, forgiving cats, those who don't fault him for his aggression.
[size=9pt]DISLIKES »[/size] Being wet, being very hot, when someone says something stupid, being called names, grudges, being seen as useless.
[size=9pt]STRENGTHS »[/size] His intellect and amazing memory, not a terrible fighter.
[size=9pt]WEAKNESSES »[/size] Not a great fighter, a terrible hunter, has a very weak sense of smell, easy to take by surprise.
[hr][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 300px;][justify][color=black][size=7pt][font=arial][size=9pt]HISTORY »[/size] As a kitten it was believed that Freefang would become something closer to 'freefeather', a medicine cat, because of his amazing skill of memorization. Gentlebreeze, his mother, prodded him to go see the medicine cat whenever possible, hopping he'd show interest. He didn't. When he became an apprentice he proved to be the rebellious type who always caused trouble, he'd start fights with anyone who would allow and argue with warriors whenever possible. He was just hard to handle. It was believed that, because of his intellect, he would grow of this. Being kept as an apprentice longer barely helped his aggressive tendencies, he only changed in the manner that he now held his anger more elegantly than before. There seemed to be an understanding, now, that Freefang wasn't going to be becoming some peacekeeper; at least not anytime soon. So, he was named Freefang in honor of his 'overly' warrioresc tendencies. Not much has changed sense then other than the spattering of a few more scars on his pelt.
[size=9pt]MOTHER »[/size] Gentlebreeze
[size=9pt]FATHER »[/size] Wolfclaw
[size=9pt]BROTHERS AND SISTERS »[/size] Softkit <deceased>,
[size=9pt]OTHER KIN »[/size] N/A
[hr][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 300px;][justify][color=black][size=7pt][font=arial][size=9pt]RELATIONSHIP STATUS »[/size] Single
[size=9pt]CRUSH »[/size] none as of yet
[size=9pt]MATE »[/size] none
[size=9pt]KITS »[/size] no thanks
[hr][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 300px;][justify][color=black][size=7pt][font=arial][size=9pt]FEARS »[/size] Falling to his death, being burned alive, suffocating, going blind.
[size=9pt]DREAMS »[/size] To protect others
[hr][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 300px;][justify][color=black][size=7pt][font=arial][size=9pt]SCREEN NAME »[/size] Saberith
[size=9pt]ACTIVITY »[/size] Fairly active
[size=9pt]PLOT IDEAS »[/size] sorry
[size=9pt]ROLEPLAY SAMPLE »[/size] N/A, not a high position.
[size=9pt]OTHER »[/size] Bronze

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Littleprince · Jun 1st 2016

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Wildpath

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**Name**
Wildpath
**Gender**
tom
**Age**
30
**Written description of appearance(at least three sentence)**
Wildpath is a dark brown tom with marbled-black tabby markings that seem to have dripped down from his back and head to stain his shoulders and torso. A fit cat who takes as much care of himself as possible, he has a very smooth and pristine look to him until one gets close enough to see that scars that mark across him like rivers on a map. Wildpath is of average height for a tom his age, being only a little broader in the shoulder and chest making him seem, almost, 'stocky' in structure. A tom with a triangular-shaped face that gives him an aggressive look. His eyes are a dull-olive color that are narrow-slits.
**Rank**
slave

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**Personality(at least three sentences)**
Wildpath is just as much as a free-thinker as one would expect with his name. He hates being told what to do and tends to be the rebellious sort, even at his own peril. He is a brave cat, doesn't flinch or back down from anything, but that doesn't mean he does not fear. Wildpath has the makings of someone who could be great, leadership skills, confidence, charisma to spare, but he spends all of his energy being a spiteful little prick. He just wants to make other people have bit of a harder time, even if just a little. Now, Wildpath isn't a bad cat, but he isn't a good one either, and tends to show aggression towards the cats of the clan simply for being part of it. This tom is, incredibly, hard to deal with and the harder you push the harder he'll push back. The best way to handle him is to 'kill him with kindness' so he is left to question if he's really the victim in all of this.
**Likes**
Kindness, sunshine, rain, gentle winds, his brother, being a pawful.
**Dislikes**
Being told what to do, being argued with, complacency, talking in circles, others thinking they are better than him or anyone else.
**Hopes**
To get himself out of the slave position,
to get his brother out of the slave position.
**Dreams**
To become a Soldier. <hey, he can dream>
**Strengths(at least 3)**
He is very headstrong, almost nothing can make him waver.
Physically, he is strong and has a high pain tolerance making him incredibly durable.
Wildpath can be fairly charismatic when he wants to be.
**weaknesses(at least3)**
Reckless, he doesn't see the consequences of his actions and he doesn't care what they are.
Has a bad sense of smell, causing him to be a very spotty hunter who could only catch what he is lucky enough to see first.
Not graceful at all, imagine a three-legged, mad, badger and that is about his level of elegance.

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**parents**
Littlepool-mother <deceased>, Redheart- father <deceased>
**siblings**
Feralheart-brother,
*Other kin**
N/A
**Friends**
may develope
**Foes**
an initial reaction to most of the clan.
**Crush/Mate**
none
**kits**
none, maybe later.

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**History**
Wildkit was raised in the left over scraps of a clan called Tree clan; the clan seemed to have been cursed by the trees themselves and found that unfortunate events kept happening one after the other. Once he became an apprentice his mother fell to such an event, having fell to her death from a tree branch. It didn't take much conversing for Wildpaw to convince his brother that the forest no longer wanted them and that they had to leave. The brothers left the remnants of their clan and suffered many moons of close-calls and hunger due to inexperience. Eventually, once they had figured out how to care for themselves they both changed their names as if they were still warriors and went about looking for someplace to settle... they were not very lucky in this endeavor.
**Theme song** The room where it happens- Hamilton, Dreams don't turn to dust- owl city
**Roleplay sample ((mandatory for hps))**
~not an hp~
**Plot ideas**
sorry, i'm bad at this part.
**Other**
I just row man...

Feralheart

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**Name**
Feralheart
**Gender**
tom
**Age**
30
**Written description of appearance(at least three sentence)**
Feralheart is a lithe brown tabby-tom with white markings on his face, neck, and stomach. Built for being lithe and quiet, his paws are small and have extra toe-fluff to keep twigs and leaves from making noise when stepped on. Of average height, Feralheart is slightly thinner than the average cat giving him more flexibility in exchange for power. His face is a rounded-triangular shape that gives him a youthful, curious, expression when he's natural. The most noticeable thing about Feralheart is his deep-green eyes and the scattering of scars the litter his pelt.
**Rank**
slave

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**Personality(at least three sentences)**
Quiet and obedient, he tries to steer others toward making the right choice and avoids conflict at all costs. To put him simply, he wouldn't fight you no matter what. Not ever. Feralheart has a, fairly, ironic name that seems to do nothing but underline his docile nature. This cat doesn't see any reason to fight or argue, so he doesn't, and has become so averse to conflict that he will shy away from the raising of voices, alone. Despite his tame personality he quietly protests against things by taking action. If he is told to not leave camp, he will do it when no one is looking. Just because you said not to, Feralheart is a little spiteful in that way. Lawful, yet risky, he often ends up being conflicted between not wanting to get in trouble and wanting to make memories while he's still alive to make them; this can make him very easy to influence. Even with all his shortcomings, Feralheart is an undoubtedly intelligent cat whose mind runs a mile a minute. Memorization is no problem for him, and coming up with something on the spot is his best skill, though he does a fair job of hiding both these traits until put under any form of pressure.
**Likes**
flowers, trees, leaves, being warm, being comfy, naps, kind cats, agreeable cats, friendly cats, kittens, most apprentices, helping others.
**Dislikes**
conflict, yelling, loud noise, rude cats, mean cats, being in pain, being sick, others being sick, others being in pain, fighting, being scared for amusement.
**Hopes**
To be able to help others,
To gain more knowledge
**Dreams**
Dreams of learning more about medicine herbs.
**Strengths(at least 3)**
Intelligence, he has a fairly large wealth of general knowledge and an amazingly strong memory.
Feralheart is incredibly graceful, he uses this to make it hard to trip or tackle him.
A very good nose, he can smell a mouse from 2 1/2 more fox-lengths away than the average cat.
**weaknesses(at least 3)**
Not physically strong, he has a low pain tolerance and has an easy time getting sick. This also leads to it being easier to dislocate bones or cause serious damage.
Charisma? What is that? Feralheart doesn't know the meaning of the word... or at least he doesn't have that trait.
Won't fight, he won't do it. Not to save himself, not to save anyone else. He will not fight no matter what. <this can be subject to change, though.>
Easily influenced, if the right cat walked up to him and told him to jump off of a cliff he would do it.

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**parents**
Littlepool-mother <deceased>, Redheart- father <deceased>
**siblings**
Wildpath- brother
*Other kin**
N/A
**Friends**
None yet
**Foes**
good luck with that
**Crush/Mate**
none
**kits**
Though he likes kits he doesn't want any, no thanks.

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**History**
Feralkit was raised in the dispersing fragments of a clan called Tree clan; the clan seemed to have been cursed by the forest and found unfortunate events happening one after the other. Once he became an apprentice his mother fell to such an event, being killed by a tree-limb snapping from beneath her. It didn't take much conversing for Wildpaw to convince his brother that the forest no longer wanted them and that they had to leave. The brothers left the remnants of their clan and suffered many moons of close-calls and hunger due to inexperience. Eventually, once they had figured out how to care for themselves they both changed their names as if they were still warriors and went about looking for someplace to settle... they were not very lucky in this endeavor.
**Theme song** Colors- Halsey
**Roleplay sample ((mandatory for hps))**
~not an hp~
**Plot ideas**
sorry
**Other**
I just row, bro.

Snakeflower

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**Name**
Snakeflower
**Gender**
she-cat
**Age**
36 moons
**Written description of appearance(atleast three sentence)**
Snakeflower is a fluffy she-cat that is built to withstand cool weather. A black tabby, she has a pelt of white that was draped in a striped grey 'hood' with some dirt on the sides. Long Legged, and surprisingly well built under all that fluff, she is the perfect example of what a hunter should look like, even being a fair bit taller than the average she-cat. Snakeflower has a rounder, inviting, face with warm brown eyes the color of fallen leaves; she looks like she would be a very soft-hearted she-cat; but within those white-socked paws she has long claws that help give her traction on the forest floor for higher speeds... and they tear instead of slice because of their dull nature.
**Rank**
hunter

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**Personality(at least three sentences)**
Snakeflower is a cool rage, and she can hold a grudge. She doesn't like to work with others, but will if asked to, and tends to prefer to do things on her own than worry about keeping up with what everyone else is doing. Cautious, sneaky, she waits for the perfect moment to strike and takes it without hesitation. There is no guilt or sympathy here. If you are looking for a shoulder to cry on you are in the wrong place, look somewhere else. Snakeflower isn't soft, or kind, she's a hunter and there is nothing stopping her from seeing others are her quarry. Even with all her sharp edges she can be quite perceptive, if something is off with someone there is a good chance she will have noticed... whether she feels inclined to say anything is another matter. Grudges and anger aside, Snakeflower can be counted on to have your back when it counts; she's loyal to the clan as a whole and knows that the clan is only as strong as the weakest link. And she is not going to be that link.
**Likes**
Hunting, being active, sunshine, light sprinkling rain, swimming, sitting in trees.
**Dislikes**
Hot rocks, weak links, being yelled at, unloyal cats, working in groups.
**Hopes**
To prove her strength and skill.
**Dreams**
To, never, be the weakest link. No matter what.
**Strengths(at least 3)**
Aggressively loyal, if you aren't willing to suffer for your clanmates you need to leave. <as far as she is concerned.>
A, incredibly, skilled hunter; her sense of hearing and stealthy manner makes catching prey pretty easy.
A fair fighter, speed is on her side and she doesn't intend on letting you touch her if it can be helped.
**weaknesses(at least 3)**
Not a teamplayer; sure you can put her on a hunting patrol but she'll be sulking and unhappy the whole time.
Not physically strong, she isn't durable and can only take so much damage in a fight.
Has a lack of empathy or sympathy for others.
Not charismatic and doesn't try to be.
Can, and will, hold a grudge until she ceases to exist.

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**parents**
Brightscale- mother <deceased>, Lio't- father
**siblings**
Ande'rn- brother, Vadile- sister,
*Other kin**
Pa'tel- aunt,
**Friends**
none yet
**Foes**
none yet
**Crush/Mate**
nope
**kits**
ehhhhh no

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**History**
Snakekit had a normal kit-hood for an only kitten with just a mom to care for her, she was fairly happy and playful and enjoyed play-fighting with any whole would allow her to bother them. When she became an apprentice Snakepaw was told of the circumstance of her birth, that her father was not a warrior who had died in battle. But a human's pet who choose the easy life. Snakepaw felt the need to become something more than just an apprentice after this, and began to work and try harder; this is when she began to excel in the grand hunt and found that others were slowing her down rather than helping. Snakepaw became Snakeflower almost a full moon before an apprentice 'normally' would and she took great pride in this.
**Theme song** Your obedient servant- hamilton, No good deed- Wicked
**Roleplay sample ((mandatory for hps))**
Little scents, the sounds of slightly movements from small things; she could practically feel the heartbeat of the mouse in her paws. Could almost taste the tang of blood on her tongue. Nothing occupied her more fully than the game that she was the best at, the game of the hunt. Smoothly, the pale black-tabby transitioned into a crouch nearing the little creature within, several, silent breaths. It was, indeed, a mouse just chewing on a little nut it had found in its scavenging. Not for long though. Snakeflower put herself into a more compact posture, pulling her hind-legs closer to her center of gravity and bunching up her muscles before she took the leap. Claw met grey-brown fur as the mouse was overtaken and killed swiftly by her white paws. Another quick kill, there was nothing so satisfying. Snakeflower picked up the newly-pulseless mouse and turned to make her way back to camp when a thought struck her. What separates predator and prey? The hunter scoffed at herself for having such a silly thought, but walked more cautiously back to camp then normal. It was best to leave that question unresolved.
**Plot ideas**
0v0
**Other**
I just row man.

Littleprince · Jun 2nd 2016

[img width=510 height=328]http://www.alpinecommunitynetw…nd-Orange-Cat_Injured.jpg[/img]
Name: Lightheart
Gender: she-cat
Age: 40 moons old
Rank: warrior
Appearance (Please include picture): A tall warrior that stands a, fair, bit taller than the average she-cat; Lightheart isn't someone that blends into the background easy. Her pelt is a creamy-tan color that turns more clay-orange toward her spine and tail. Has milky-amber eyes.
Personality:Lightheart is not about to let others get in her way. Being a very fast-paced, get-up-and-go kind of molly she doesn't like being put in groups and prefers to flit about doing what needs to be done; solo-style. Despite the fact that she is a bad team-player she is a very skilled cat who knows better than to rush danger on her own. Lightheart may be a little hot-headed, but reckless she is not. Her age gives her a fair amount of experience with odd situations.
Sexuality: pansexual
Kin: N/A
Mate (If you have one): nope
Other: Squirrelflight

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Name: Robinwing
Gender: tom
Age: 29 moons old
Appearance (Please include picture): A black, fluffy, tom-cat with a slender build; Robinwing doesn't draw much attention to himself when he moves about. The only markings he has are the white socks his paws have on, these tend to draw the eye's immediate attention because of the stark contrast with the rest of him. Robinwing has dull light-brown eyes.
Personality: Robinwing is a, surprisingly, heated cat who tends to listen to his emotions over his thoughts. A little naive, but not stupid, worldly matters and stresses seem to make less sense to him than they should for a cat of his age. His mind makes up for this, though, having an Eidetic memory that can story information for, ridiculously, long periods of time. Robinwing can be trusted to listen well, trusted not to judge or tell others what they don't need to know, and is simply a cat one can rely on if needed; in fact he really enjoys when others believe in him. Though 'calm' is not the term to use to describe him, he isn't the type to panic or fold under any kind of stress; no matter what Robinwing will stand strong. It's just what he does.
Sexuality: Asexual
Kin: N/A
Other: Squirrelflight
Name five common herbs and their uses:
Marigold- A short, bright, yellow flower only found near water. Poultice and juice can be used to cure infection, stop infection, and ease inflammation. The leaves and petals can be used to stop bleeding and can be placed in nests to help relieve stiffness in joints.

Juniper berries- blue berries that are picked from the spiky-juniper bush. Can be used as a poultice, or can be eaten, depending on application; soothes bellyache, calms distressed cats, helps with troubled breathing, gives strength, and can be used to sooth 'stinging' sensation in cuts.

Feverfew- A daisy-like flower with a sharper smell. Can be used for pains, aches of all kinds, fevers, and chills; best used for fevers and headaches and is eaten. Has a bitter taste, recommend sweetening(with honey) if possible.

Goldenrod- A bright yellow flower that stands tall. Goldenrod is chewed into a pulp and applied to wounds to make help them to heal faster, and remove any form of 'burning' sensation in cuts.

Poppy seeds- Dried heads of the poppy flower are stored for their seeds. They can be given to cats in pain to relieve pain, ease shock, or help with distress; poppy seeds are meant to be chewed. NEVER give them to kits, and try to avoid giving them to kitting queens.

How would you treat an infection?
Depends on how bad the infection is. If it's a small infection, causing only slight fever and swelling, then the use of Marigold pulp and Sweet-sedge juice should do the trick. Marigold to help fight the current infection, Sweet-Sedge to keep it from spreading. After this, using a thick paste of horsetail should finish the job and keep more dirt from getting in the wound. If horsetail is not available any sealing-herb will do the trick, or cobwebs.
If the infection is in the later stages and the cat's wound is beginning to go bad more action will need to be taken. First, the infected area will need to be ridded of the first layer of infection, this will hurt so poppy seeds are a must. Secondly, use a mixed pulp of horsetail and marigold, and give the afflicted cat sweetened Chamomile to keep them strong. Keep an eye on the cat, reapply pulp when they awake and before they sleep. Cobwebs help to seal the wound from further dirt getting into it, so that's a good idea to use, too.

How would you treat a serious leg injury:
How serious?
If it's a broken leg rush should do the trick. Readjust the broken bone while the injured cat bites on a branch and reinforce the fix with a rush stalk on both sides, give dandelion leaves for painkiller. Mix Comfrey root pulp and stinging nettle pulp and, gently, rub onto injured limb. After covered in thick coat, give patient two poppy seeds and finish the wrap with four layers of Cobweb to hold the rush-stalk in place. Give chamomile if cat seems weaker than they should.

Littleprince · Jun 2nd 2016

Have a nice trip! : >

Littleprince · Jun 3rd 2016

Waking up, it was easy to forget what had just happened. Easy to pretend that nothing had changed when the den looked the same as it had on that day. But, he was not the type to lie to himself. Howlstar was the leader now, and Spottedstar was gone. The clan would learn to live without her. Robinwing dragged himself to his feet and shook the moss from his pelt. Spottedstar or not he had things that the needed to get done, he needed to be prepared. Always, prepared. The tuxedo tom padded across his herb-scented den; stretching his long legs as he went, and paused to glance at the leader and his brother. They sat together by the fresh-kill pile, together. Neither spoke in that timeframe that he watched, he figured they must still be feeling pretty bad. Robinwing let his eyes fall to a half-lidded gaze and settled into the shadowed 'corner' where he normally settled to sort herbs in the morning, it was nice to have a habit to fall back on in times like this. 'Too bad Howlstar and Firespark don't have that option.' Robinwing thought, sniffing lightly at the herb storage hidey-hole. 'I should keep on eye on them, just in case.' the tom's mind added. For now it was best to let them be and focus on keeping prepared and training Dapplepaw.
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Lightheart didn't want to wake up, she liked to keep busy and she wasn't sure as to how easy it would be to keep out and about during a time like this. The tan she-cat curled up tighter into a ball, her tail curling over her eyes. Pulling her paws under her torso the warrior attempted to lull herself back to sleep with the warmth of her own fluffy pelt but it was pretty impossible now that she was already up. Lightheart let out a light sigh and sat up, beginning to groom her tan pelt to untangle it and remove the moss from it. Her mind beginning to work on how to spend her time today, how to keep busy.

Littleprince · Jun 4th 2016

The tuxedo tom had looked up quietly when Dapplepaw entered with her breakfast, normally he would jump on the opportunity to talk but he decided against it this morning. Robinwing really didn't have anything he wanted to say this morning that wasn't training based so he just kept quiet to allow the young she-cat to finish eating her food before they started going over anything. During this time he had began to pull random herbs from the storage; Borage, marigold, some sweet-sedge, and some dandelion petals. There was no particular reason for why he had grabbed these, it was just going to be a short test of memory before they got into all the other herbs. Just a quick, random, test. Robinwing raised his eyes of light-brown to the apprentice and noted the fact that she was done with the fresh-kill she had brought in.
"Goodmorning, Dapplepaw." the tuxedo cat mewed at last, curling his fluffy tail around his white paws.
"How are you?" he proceeded to ask, lightly. His voice as smooth as it always was, as if nothing had changed.
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At this point the rest of the camp was already up and about, except for herself and Mossspool that is. Lightheart was still wide awake, so she decided it was time to leave the den of warriors before someone informed the medicine cats that she was laying around... or informed Howlstar. Either way she had to get up. Stretching to her paws, Lightheart got out of her mossy nest and left the den quickly. Not even bothering to flatten her pelt or remove any moss that clung to the edges. The she-cat gave a small nod to Firespark as she passed him and settled into the edge of the camp to quickly clean her pelt of sleepy-evidence. This was when the warrior noticed that Howlstar was settled on top of the high rock and watching the camp with an odd intensity. Lightheart felt an odd, itchy, sensation at the back of her mind that she couldn't quite place after seeing this detail. Whatever the feeling was, she knew that she didn't like how things were looking right then.

Littleprince · Jun 24th 2016

Weaselheart Irese

Sharpedge Palemoon

Greyowl palemoon

Blueblood palemoon

Littleprince · Jun 25th 2016

They did have a kid who was named after Theodosia. Aaron Burr loved his daughter very much and his lover Theodosia died(during childbirth i think?). He never mentions her again after his daughter is born. In Hamilton

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Soooo a non-violent non-committed approach is how Aaron Burr goes until he feels his own life, or the future of his daughter, is in danger. (does that make the future king Hamilton? Then who is Philip? ;4;)

Littleprince · Jun 26th 2016

[size=9pt]Weaselheart Irese- Shaman[/size]

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[size=7pt]The lithe tom had been up for some time, his mind not allowing him to sleep for as long as he would have liked. So, the ticked tabby tom had decided upon going to the hunting grounds so see if he could find anything of use. Herbs, spiderwebs, fallen leaves, even just flowers that smelled nice were among the things he was searching for in the garden. Weaselheart lifted his white-muzzled face and took a deep breath of the fresh air, allowing it to settle in his lungs before he released the breath he was holding. Scents like the dew of the morning grass and the dark corners that resided under bushes helped him make a map of the area he was standing in. Weaselheart stretched each of his stocky limbs as he moved along the bush edges, the distracting scent of mouse and the occasional bird attempted to throw him off of his current task. The young Irese was hunting, just not for prey. [/size]

[size=9pt]Sharpedge Palemoon- Peasant [/size]

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[size=7pt] Okay, so she may have woke up late.... but at least she knew her brother had, too. She could see him sleeping on the window sill, his tail curled around the top of the chair, as he slept soundly despite the sun pouring onto his face. Sharpedge got up, stretching out her long legs and back as she moved to the edge of the bed, her deep blue eyes searching the underside of the bedside table and underneath of the bed for a familiar tan-tufted tail to speak of a 'hidden' cat. Nope, well at least Blueblood was up. Good thing too, he had a job to do. Shaking herself, the tall she-cat leapt from the edge of the bed to the seat of the chair adjacent from her. "Wake up, Greyowl. The sun has risen and you have not." Sharpedge mewed shortly to her brother as she pushed him with her light blue-grey paws. [/size]

[size=9pt]Greyowl Palemoon- Peasant[/size]

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[size=7pt] The sun on his face, the wind gently brushing his whiskers. It felt nice right there, curled up on the window sill with his paws touching the greyed bricks of the outside and his tail tangled up in the chair behind him. However, the feeling of pressure on his outer flank and the sound of a familiar voice implored him to wake up before he found out why most cats don't sleep near open windows. Greyowl lifted his head and let out a loud yawn as he twisted to look at his sister. "What?" the dusky seal point asked, causing the she-cat to huff in an aggravated way. "It is late, time to wake up." she said shortly before jumping off of the chair and striding away into the hallway leaving the balinese tom to wake himself up. Greyowl stretched out his long legs, and rolled over onto his back in just a manner that it caused him to fall off the sill onto the chair behind him. Like he did every morning. Now that he had felt the morning jolt the lean tom-cat felt ready to get up. So, rolling onto his stomach, Greyowl sprung across the room from his place on the wooden chair seat and padded out into the hallway. It was time to get some things done.
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[size=9pt]Blueblood Palemoon - Guard[/size]

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[size=7pt] He had woken up just as the sun began to rise, and now he was rather awake, aware, ready for almost anything. As someone like himself should be. The dusty hooded tom was settled on a chair in the hallway that was several snake-lengths away from the royal room. His front paws on the chair's leg and large tan ears on a swerve. Blueblood was always prepared for worse case scenario, but right now everything seemed to be going as quiet as most days went. Just him being a little on the paranoid side he supposed.. not like that was a bad thing for a guard, though. [/size]

Littleprince · Oct 8th 2016

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Smokeheart

NICKNAME(S) ;;
Smokie

GENDER ;;
she-cat

RANK;;
warrior

INTERESTING FACT ;;
prefers being called smokie over being called her actual name.

HAIR COLOR ;;
Has dark-grey fur that is almost black.

EYE COLOR ;;
Dark blue eyes that are rather dull.

HEIGHT/WEIGHT ;;
8 inches tall (average she-cat size), about 9 pounds of sheer muscle.

BODY MODIFICATIONS ;;
has long scars over the back of her right shoulder.

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:240px; height:200px; overflow:auto][justify][sub]- POSITIVE PERSONALITY TRAITS ;;
energetic, loyal, workaholic, brave, a real teamplayer, does really well under pressure, and can be a good leader in times of danger.

- NEGATIVE PERSONALITY TRAITS ;;
hot-headed, not good with kits, short-tempered, reckless, aggressive, can be incredibly rude to anyone who is not warrior-minded.

HISTORY ;;
Even as a kitten she was quite the trouble maker, but as she grew older her mind for causing random chaos turned into a mind for keeping busy. Turning her from a careless-prankster into a helpful member of the clan.

POWER ;;
Fire-control

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:240px; height:200px; overflow:auto][justify][sub]SEXUALITY ;;
bisexual

LIKES ;;
like-minded cats, fighting, yelling, loudness, patrolling, fighting, keeping busy, rain, cloudy days, and the smell of wet tree bark.

DISLIKES ;;
meek cats, medicine cats and prophets, slackers, being sick, others being sick, being kept in camp.

LOVE INTEREST ;;
none, might develop.

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Saberith

MUSE ;;
6/10, depends

ACTIVITY ;;
maybe a 7/10 right now

OTHER ;;
butterflies are beautiful.
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Barkpaw

NICKNAME(S) ;;
Wolfie (by Westpath)

GENDER ;;
she-cat

RANK;;
apprentice

INTERESTING FACT ;;
has trouble with her ability and believes it was a mistake

HAIR COLOR ;;
a deep brown-color

EYE COLOR ;;
a duller shade of brown that tends to take a light yellow hue.

HEIGHT/WEIGHT ;;
currently she is 6 inches tall and weighs 5 pounds, she'll be about 7.5 inches as an adult.

BODY MODIFICATIONS ;;
none

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:240px; height:200px; overflow:auto][justify][color=black][sub]- POSITIVE PERSONALITY TRAITS ;;
Calm, collected, leaderly, and someone who is good at making tough choices with no remorse, she could almost seem the ideal candidate for someone who would rise to power.

- NEGATIVE PERSONALITY TRAITS ;;
A little selfish, she doesn't understand the reason for hierarchy, and isn't the most loyal of cats. Along with her needs for constant entertainment she can become very careless when bored. Seems to not care about her clan mates.

HISTORY ;;
nothing interesting to say about her other than the fact that it took her a long time to be able to call her powers and that she still has little grasp on them.

POWER ;;
Conjuration

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:240px; height:200px; overflow:auto][justify][color=black][sub]SEXUALITY ;;
pansexual, though incredibly uninterested.

LIKES ;;
things that smell of maple, trees, dark-toned smells, honey-scent, watching mice, watching others use their powers, being praised.

DISLIKES ;;
bad smells, decomposing, leafbare, big animals, trying to use her powers, being scolded, being lectured, being yelled at, wasting time.

LOVE INTEREST ;;
no thanks, is trying to focus on becoming a warrior.

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:240px; height:200px; overflow:auto][justify][color=black][sub]YOUR NAME ;;
Saberith

MUSE ;;
6/10

ACTIVITY ;;
7/10

OTHER ;;
butterflies
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Westpath

NICKNAME(S) ;;
none.

GENDER ;;
tom

RANK;;
warrior with medicinal interests.

INTERESTING FACT ;;
Only has loyalty to those of high ranks.

HAIR COLOR ;;
A saturated creamy-tan color with intense dark-brown lynx patterning.

EYE COLOR ;;
bright, bold, blue.

HEIGHT/WEIGHT ;;
8 inches tall (average she-cat size), 7 pounds.

BODY MODIFICATIONS ;;
none

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:240px; height:200px; overflow:auto][justify][color=black][sub]- POSITIVE PERSONALITY TRAITS ;;
Logical, good listener, loyal, passive, calm, even-tempered, has a great memory, and enjoys being busy, intelligent, very wise.

- NEGATIVE PERSONALITY TRAITS ;;
doesn't play well with others, rude, aggressive, selfish with his time, not a team player, devious, tricky, not trust-able.

HISTORY ;;
Has always shown much inspiration for the leader, deputy, prophet, and medicine cat of the clan.

POWER ;;
super sensitive hearing.

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:240px; height:200px; overflow:auto][justify][color=black][sub]SEXUALITY ;;
Asexual.

LIKES ;;
Medicinal herbs, learning new things, listening to others, being trusted, cats in power, hunting, protecting others.

DISLIKES ;;
not being trusted, being yelled at, being screamed at, yelling, loud noises, anger issues, being talked down to.

LOVE INTEREST ;;
good luck with that.

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:240px; height:200px; overflow:auto][justify][color=black][sub]YOUR NAME ;;
saberith

MUSE ;;
meh

ACTIVITY ;;
meh

OTHER ;;
butter flies
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Littleprince · Oct 8th 2016

Waspheart

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NAME ★ Waspheart
GENDER ★ she-cat (biologically male)
SEXUALITY ★ pansexual, but more interested in warrior duties.
AGE ★31 moons
RANK ★ warrior

CRUSH / MATE ★ (perhaps she could have been the ex-mate of Dawnstep.)
FAMILY ★ Wisepath + Cinderclaw = Waspheart.

DESCRIPTION ★
A dark brown tabby cat, Waspheart is the type of cat that can blend in with foliage and mud. She has a rather muscular build and stand a fair bit taller than the average cat. She looks like the ideal warrior, covered in scars to sing of victories past. Waspheart as a square-shaped face with narrow grey eyes.
PLOT IDEAS ★
meep
OTHER ★
fieldclan my man
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POSITIVE TRAITS ★ workaholic, enthusiastic, pretty easy to get along with despite her name. Waspheart is the type of cat you'd expect to wake up first thing and insist on being on both a dawn and dusk patrol.
NEUTRAL TRAITS ★ can be the type to hold grudges, she is a proud individual.
NEGATIVE TRAITS ★ Waspheart doesn't like be directly told to do anything and if pushed is likely to snap back, when pressed she can becoming very challenging and aggressive. Might be a little passive-aggressive.

HISTORY★ Has always been a promising warrior, but never held much promise in any place of power.
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Redclaw

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NAME ★ Redclaw
GENDER ★ tom
SEXUALITY ★ asexual
AGE ★ 38
RANK ★ warrior

CRUSH / MATE ★ none, might develop
FAMILY ★ Orangeleaf + Braveheart = Redclaw

DESCRIPTION ★
A dark russet colored cat with a thick, fluffy, pelt. His coat goes from a pale white at his face and stomach to a dark black color along his spine, giving him an almost dog-like appearence with the spattering of different colors. Redclaw has fall-colored eyes and a sharp fox-like face that makes him seem untrustable.
PLOT IDEAS ★
meep (\o^o/)
OTHER ★
Field clan
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POSITIVE TRAITS ★ Incredibly loyal to those in power, a workaholic, intelligent, a cat who is capable of doing things quickly while still getting them done right. In all he's just a cat you can trust to get the job done.
NEUTRAL TRAITS ★ works best by himself, stealthy, decisive.
NEGATIVE TRAITS ★ loyal only to those in power, doesn't care about the clan as a whole, devious, tricky, it's almost impossible to tell his motives.

HISTORY★ he's always been a cat who tries to trick those around him into telling him secrets. Not for the purpose of gossip, but any secret he knew would somehow find it's way to the leader, one way or another.
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Littleprince · Oct 8th 2016

[size=11pt]Westpath[/size]
The siamese stretched as light peered through the crack in the ceiling, his aching legs whining as he moved them under himself in an attempt to get up. Gracelessly, the warrior got to his white-toed paws and managed to stumble his way out of the thorn-lined cave with little trouble. Westpath let out a rather loud yawn, stretching his trouble-making legs one more time before he settled in a soft patch of grass and went about flattening his fur in preparation for the day. He noted the two apprentice brothers who were up an about, but made no gesture toward them. Too early to deal with others.

[size=11pt]Smokeheart[/size]
One cat seemed to be having trouble getting up, Smokeheart didn't have to open her eyes to know that Westpath's joints were causing him trouble again. He had this problem at least three times a moon, so it wasn't a curiosity anymore. The grey she-cat opened one blue eye, considering if she could get away with more sleep, before she shifted to her side and got up. Smoothly, leaving the den in a much more graceful manner than the one who had left right before her. Curling her tail the grey she-cat chirped a good-hearted "good morning" to no one in particular as she took a small raven from the fresh-kill pile and settled down next to the warrior's den.

[size=11pt]Barkpaw[/size]
Curled tightly in a little ball of brown fur the young she-cat was fast asleep, enjoying the warm safety of velvet dream-lands. Her small, sharp, ears twitched when she heard paws leaving the shared den, and her tail flicked as the small bush became cooler, but she didn't wake up. There was still more dreaming to be done and no one needed her yet.

Littleprince · Oct 8th 2016

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[b]∘FULL NAME∘

Westen Bluemoon

∘NICKNAMES∘
Blue, Eden

∘BIOLOGICAL SEX∘
male, tom

∘SEXUALITY∘
asexual

∘SPECIES∘
long-haired domestic cat

∘POWERS/ABILITIES∘
Has the ability to shift his vocal range when necessary. (this often happens involuntarily)

Can take on, almost, any smell.

A, very, weak ability to sense intentions.

∘RANK∘
ambassador

∘ALLIANCE∘
aeroclan[/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost]

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∘SHORT DECSRIPTION∘
Westen is a lithe, fluffy cat with brilliant, pale, blue eyes. He's the average height for a tom cat but holds a softer, sweeter, almost regal air to him. Westen has a rounded face with soft ears and a short muzzle.

∘HEIGHT/WEIGHT∘
average height for a tom-cat, (9 inches tall) and is 8.5 pounds of pure muscle.

∘HAIR TYPE∘
flowly, like a well-groomed cloud. His pelt is incredibly soft.
hair color: a pale, pristine, white.
hair length: very long and thick.

∘EYE SHAPE∘
soft, almond-shaped eyes.
eye color: a very pale snowy-blue.

∘SKIN TONE∘
N/A

∘BODY BUILD∘
Lithe and lanky, he is built much like a regal angora cat.

∘BODY MODIFICATIONS∘
none

∘CLOTHING TYPE∘
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∘SHORT PERSONALITY DESCRIPTION∘
Westen is a diplomatic sort, he's calm, cool, compassionate, and most importantly he has an incredible memory. Coming off as sweet and innocent is his game, but he's really just a devious little faker who is more than willing to use what others say against them.... of course that is all in the name of the clan! Westen is extremely loyal, willing to do just about anything to get his clan-mates better off. Thankfully his naturally passive, and unimposing, air comes in handy for getting others to trust him.

∘POSITIVE TRAITS∘
Loyal, calm, compassionate, intelligent, wise, passive. He's good at talking and could easily be mistaken for a doctor over an ambassador.

∘NEGATIVE TRAITS∘
devious, tricky, hard to know when he is being honest or not, unimposing, prone to lying, has no morals, and can't fight for the life of him. Basically, he's a minor politician.

∘LIKES∘
talking to others, being trusted, humming to himself, the smell of herbs, tree climbing, rain, sweet smells, hoarding trinkets, laying on books, reading books, talking to himself, reading outloud to himself.

∘DISLIKES∘
not being trusted, failing, losing, untrustworthy beings, young kits/pups/cubs/, being seen as incompetent, being yelled at.

∘STRENGTHS∘
his intelligence, charms, grace, and deception

∘WEAKNESSES∘
can't fight almost at all, isn't the leader sort, couldn't scare someone to save his life, can't swim.

∘FEARS/PHOBIAS∘
drowning, killing the clan by making a mistake.

∘DREAMS/GOALS∘
to be a good ambassador.

∘HABITS∘
Has a habit of blinking slowly at others, giving him a 'doe eyed' appearance due to having used this gesture so often when trying to trick others.

Lifting his head up to make him seem bigger and more regal.

∘PET PEEVES∘
yelling.

∘HOBBIES∘
reading to himself,
grooming himself,
humming,
looking for pretty trinkets,
daydreaming.

∘TALENTS∘
finding shiny things, tricking others, remembering seemingly trival information.[/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost]

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∘HISTORY∘
Westen was a lonerly type before, following his mother through desolate streets as she taught him how to put his silver-tongue and pure looks to good use. From a young age the tom cat started conning others, eventually he has made a name for himself as some sort of warrior legend... which he wasn't. Through careful plotting and using the unassuming appearance he had inherited from his mother Westen had no trouble making other cats do as he wished. But he didn't like the life he led, it was all too easy, and the ugly streets with humans on them weren't worth fighting for. He wanted to put his abilities to use for the sake of more than himself. So, Westen began his search for stories of a place that was awe-inspiring.

∘HOMETOWN∘
an ugly little town several miles away from the abandoned air port.

∘CURRENT LIVING SPACE/CITY∘
Aeroclan

∘PARENTS∘
Bell - mother, (deceased)
Atlas - father, (unknown)

∘SIBLINGS∘
none.

∘CHILDREN∘
none.

∘OTHER RELATIVES∘
unkown.[/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost]

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∘RELATIONSHIP STATUS∘
single

∘LOVE INTEREST(S)∘
uninterested

∘BOYFRIEND/GIRLFRIEND∘
none

∘SPOUSE∘
none

∘TURN ONS∘
Asexual; but he does seem to prefer beings that are confident and know what they are doing.

∘TURN OFFS∘
yelling. at. him.[/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost]

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∘PLOT IDEAS∘
/)o3o/) probably gonna need at least some npc allies/enemies simply for the sake of drama.

∘FACECLAIM∘
not necessary for animals.

∘OTHER INFORMATION∘
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Littleprince · Oct 8th 2016

[size=11pt] Westpath[/size]
Stretched out in the grass, he couldn't help but overhearing the interaction between the clan's prophet and medicine cat, ah the curse of super hearing. Flicking his ears the Siamese rolled his eyes at the young prophet's kit-like pleading. Westpath put his head down on his paws, trying to not put a light on the two. Wasn't his business.... but he couldn't help but wonder why it was that Sheepheart had been picked for his particular rank. The warrior went on to dwell on this instead of listening, or that was what he was attempting to do anyway.

[size=11pt]Barkpaw[/size]
Flickering open a tired brown eye, the young she-cat sat up and looked around the empty den. So the brothers were already awake, that wasn't very surprising. Hauling herself to her paws Barkpaw left the bush and looked around the camp. It didn't seem like anyone she particularity cared for was awake so the young apprentice turned her attention to Coalpaw and Nightpaw. Barkpaw quickly approached the other two apprentice. "You think they'll get a patrol together any time soon?" she asked in a quick tone, not wanting to wait around and be bored with the rest of the clan.

Littleprince · Oct 9th 2016

Thank you! ^v^

Littleprince · Oct 9th 2016

Barkpaw
Barkpaw was pacing at the edge of camp, utterly bored, when Coalpaw ran up to Whitesky in more of a huff then she had seen in ages. The brown she-cat tilted her head, her indifference welling up inside her like a little endless puddle as she edged toward the tree to see how Nightpaw would fair. The brown apprentice sniffed at the air, trying to determine what was wrong but failing due to inexperience. If they were lucky Nightpaw would have just eaten a piece of bad prey.
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Smokeheart
The dark grey she-cat looked up, oh no. Poor Nightpaw. Hopefully it was nothing serious... if it was there was a chance he had already given it to his brother. Smokeheart eyed the scene, staying back as to not get in the way of the healer.
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Littleprince · Oct 9th 2016

Westpath
The Siamese crinkled up his face at the other cat. "Westy?" he repeated back like the nickname left a sour taste in his mouth, his ears flicking to show his disapproval of this. The warrior frowned at the other, his confusion on why Sheepheart had been picked for prophet resurfacing. "I think you forget that I have very sensitive hearing, Sheeps." Westpath responded, his voiced sharpened when he said the other's nickname. The siamese carefully stretched his legs before sitting up, mostly because he didn't want to be on the same level as Sheepheart.
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Barkpaw
Quietly, the brown she-cat watched at Whitesky took Nightpaw into the medicine den. Well, she supposed he would be out of commission for that day. Coalpaw too, probably. Barkpaw looked around the camp as her interest in the situation quickly wore back down, leaving her bored.

Littleprince · Oct 9th 2016

Westpath
The warrior made a face at the other, flattening his ears at Sheepheart as he dragged himself to a standing posture. "Yes, great memory and all that." Westpath responded in a noncommitted tone. The Siamese let out another yawn eyeing the camp and swerving his ears. What a way to start off the day, huh? He hadn't even gotten to go hunting yet and time was slipping by wasted... frustrating. The warrior turned his cool gaze back onto the prophet now as he addressed him. "Anyway, shouldn't you be bugging somecat else? Like... Whitesky, isn't that your job?" Westpath added after a moment, his tone becoming flatter as he kneeded the ground under his paws, his gaze becoming accusing of the smaller cat.

Littleprince · Oct 9th 2016

Westpath
Tilting his lynx-patterned head to the side the tom cat let out a loud huffing sound. Feeling much like he was dealing with a 5 moon old rather than a adult cat who held more power in the clan than he did. "He's a medicine cat, Sheeps, and a socially awkward one at that. Regardless of how you feel, though, your job is to help him. You are the one and only prophet the clan has, you know this." the warrior said in a smooth tone before stretching his troublesome legs one more time, just to keep himself from stumbling over himself, and padding away from the smaller tom. That was the extent to which he was capable of trying to 'comfort' others, and Sheepheart was a rather unknown element for him. So, Westpath wasn't going to dwell on it for too long. Instead the warrior left the camp in order to go find more food for the clan. Sheepheart would take what he said as he willed, that was just how cats worked.

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