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    Oakfur watched the dispute from the fresh-kill pile. His yellow eyes narrowed as he watched the two kits scamper off, and Lucidstar pad over to scold the warriors. He snorted, turning away with his lips drawn--thankfully the noise was lost in the wind as he got to his paws. Every cat knows Medicine cats are linked to their ancestors. He grumbled, padding over to Lucidstar. They could meet one of those shadow warriors in the forest for all anyone cares. "Lucidstar." He greeted once their leader had stopped on her scolding--making sure NOT to interrupt. Might as well be useful. "The fresh-kill pile needs some restocking. Prey's waking up at this point, too." He reported, torn ear twitching as it was obvious he was asking for a hunting patrol, though he didn't outright say it. Per usual for Oakfur. He also failed to mention how half of the prey turned to crowfood, figuring everyone would see for themselves.


    interactions: ~Little Dove~  

    ONYXPAW | | MOUNTAINCLAN

    interacting with: fleetpaw Noodles D. , buckpaw Newblood Queen  


    Onyxpaw's ears flattened, and he crouched down. The only thing that kept him from looking actually offended for his clan was the gleam in his eyes. "Hmph!" He purred. If this cat was being serious, he wouldn't let it get to him, anyways. "I wish! Its hard work! But some of us should be getting our warrior ceremonies soon, anyways." He boasted, lifting his chin and looking at Fleetpaw with a glimmer of excitement in his eyes. Then he paused, blinking and sitting up. "Wait...earlier you said you're training to be a....flame runner?" He asked, now looking confused as he looks between the two tempestclan apprentices. "What's that?" It had gone completely over his head to bother asking about it earlier.


    EMBERTUFT | | SKYCLAN


    Embertuft's fur now lay completely flat with Sunstar's answer. Took the words with out of my mouth! She huffed, waiting for some grouchy retaliation from Duskstar.


    ooc; low muse

    Plot? do you need,...mayhaps.....a murder oho


    actually, speaking of..


    Noodles D. if it's okay with you, in the near-future, would you be down with an attempted murder on Dusktalon? or like, previously there was a cat who was killed by 'falling to their death' (of course, Embertuft reports this) (or something) and then cats gets paranoid and then BOOM. Attempted assassination?


    again only if y'all are down bc it's one of those 'woah haha that's major' plots

    after the assassination she should be driven out bc Dusktalon lives in the end tbh


    Like i'm assuming it'll be a situation when she comes back to camp and goes 'i couldn't save him,,,' and then dusktalon comes in like 'um excuse'


    Also ohmygOD that's SO evil, like, Embertuft kills the first person and then at first like, what if she attempts to like, lead a badger or coyote or smthn to camp but if she gets caught she INSTANTLY blames the other cat and ohmygOD


    again this is only if astromoens. agrees approves bc again this is a super major plot thing

    Oakpelt woke up to the sound of the cats returning from the gathering. One yellow eye opened, and he glanced towards the clearing--moonlight reflecting in his eye and making it seem to glow in the darkness of the warriorsden. He grunted, yawning, but made no move to get up.


    Stone curled up in the abandoned fox's den, tail wrapping tightly around herself. She missed her upwalkers, yet the thought of them caused her fur to rise. They didn't like me! They left me! She spat, before she got up. The owl was gone, anyways, so the kit got to her paws and glared around with sightless eyes, before storming out of the fox den, as if on a mission.


    ooc; almost done with my forms tbh

    Onyxpaw's ears perked as he trotted into camp as he noticed how quiet the camp had been as they arrived. His gaze went over to Pig, Rainshadow,and Quickflame--who had been awake as the cats entered camp. He stifled a purr, before he raced over to Highledge, grooming his pelt the second he sat down.

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    Applekit||Applepaw||Applestripe

    Username:

    Rilesbiles

    Name:

    Applestripe

    Age:

    24 moons

    Gender:

    Male

    Sexuality:

    Ya kno...bi

    Rank:

    Warrior

    Appearance:

    a white and black-striped maine coon with amber eyes

    History:

    Applestripe was the trouble kit of the litter. At five moons, the daring tom and raced out into the valley at night. In triumph, he brought back a field mouse. Of course, he was forced to stay in the nursery up until apprenticeship, but he didn't mind as much at the time.

    During apprenticeship, he started having romantic sparks with other cats, and he slowly tried to branch out who he did or didn't want to spend time with...of course, in secret. To this day, the tom still keeps to himself, being flirtatious with just about everybody while keeping his warrior duties in check.

    Personality

    Despite his harsh-looking appearance, Applestripe is a lazy furball who likes socializing and hates conflict. He goes for the rather peaceful life of being friends with everyone instead of being rude, and he does his best to make everyone feel welcome and nice. He is bubbly and friendly, and likes to mess around and find the bright side to situations. Being extremely affectionate, the Tom is known for being sincere and empathetic in situations, going out of his ways to solve problem if it meant to ease the worries of someone else......which still gets him into trouble.

    Family:

    Spottedfall(npc sister)

    Crowtuft(dadio npc)

    Crush/Mate:

    Open oho

    Likes:

    Loyalty

    Kindness

    Sunbathing

    Relaxing

    Enjoying life

    Helping others


    Dislikes:

    Liars

    Rain

    Anything remotely wet

    Unloyalty

    Just.,,any mean cats really


    Strengths:

    It's what's on the inside that counts

    Quick-thinker

    Fighting
    Weaknesses:

    Huntin

    Enforcing anything

    ^^^^

    Theme song:


    Voice claim:

    eh

    Roleplay sample:

    Required for High Positions

    Other:

    wait do i gotta answer again or




    Onyxpaw's pelt immediately fluffed up at the mention of his name. Lifting his chin and stepping forward, he looked up at his Leader with wide, excited eyes. Even though he looked calm and collected, he felt like ants were in his pelt when he realized all eyes were on him. This is it! Don't mess it up!! Of course, per usual, he hadn't been able to groom himself fully, so he looked weird with is fur standing on end in some spots, and slick fur at other points. Typical Onyxpaw, looking like he went through a hurricane. He waited for Burntstar to continue.

    EMBERTUFT


    Once everyone appeared to be safely back at camp, Embertuft's fur lay flat again. While they had been out, the anticipation had practically killed her knowing she wasn't there fighting for her clan. She was bitter still, yes, but also concerned for her clanmates. So when they came back with everyone okay, she felt relieved--though felt annoyance when she noticed that her apprentice was scratched up, and shook her pelt to clear her thoughts. Maybe I should go on the hunting patrol later and get out of here for a bit. Then, her lips drew back into a snarl as she glared at Dusktalon. It should be MY job to assign patrols, then that's be easier. She thought bitterly, forcing herself to calm down before padding towards the medicine den, feeling her mind jumble with thoughts of mixed-feeling.


    "Lazypaw." She greeted once she poked her head into the den, after noticing he was checking up on Flickerpaw. Noticing the stick in her apprentice's jaws, she turned back to him. "What's wrong with her tail?" She azkss bluntly, holding back any demanding tone she had built up.


    interacting with: flickerpaw butterfree ! and Lazypaw vixen-chan.  

    Onyxfeather forced himself not to purr, glad Burntstar hadn't called him Onyxsqueak for that slip up. He didn't bother turning behind him to glare at whoever snorted earlier--he couldn't tell who it was, but he forced himself to brush it off. It was funny, he reminded himself himself. As he went to sit down again, one sound made his blood turn to ice as his head snapped over to Brokenpaw--now Brokenjaw. He forced his fur flat as he snorted in return. Go home, rogue. He tilted his head coyly, eyes batting in innocence though the coldness showed just what he was thinking. Then, his eyes turned to Boarpaw, and then returned to being filled with warmth.


    interactions: scar.  

    Embertuft let out a purr. Doesn't hurt, does it? "I'll hold you to that statement." She said, amused at how quickly she dismissed the wound as nothing. "You fought well, Flickerpaw. I'm positive they won't think of going near Raven's Hallow from now on." Even if I wasn't there, She thought bitterly. Then, she turned to Lazypaw as she felt Sunstar stand beside her. "I take it she'll need rest." She stated, feeling a pang of irritation at his neutral face during the matter.


    interactions: Flickerpaw butterfree ! , Lazypaw vixen-chan.  


    ooc: rushing and on mobile heck

    Oakpaw rested his chin on his paws, gazing out of the apprentice den. His spot was the closest to the entrance, and he had a clear view as he stared at Silverpelt. He let out a breath, before his ears flattened and he turned away from everyone. It wasn't normal for the tom to sulk, but at least he did it quietly as he curled up against himself and pressed up against the side of the den, doing his best to ignore his denmates so he could sleep.


    Stone proceeded with caution, moving slowly with her belly low to the ground and ears perked. After a few moments of listening for anything, she proceeded. Stepping down lightly and keeping her tail out, she tripped over a root and fell, sprawling out with a hiss. After regaining her footing, she sniffed the air, shrinking lower to herself as her ears perked back to the Thunderpath. You can come back any time now... She silently begged, before proceeding forward. Maybe it'd be better if I found a place to sleep.. she thought, before listening around for anything. After a moment of searching, she stumbled upon a berry bush, and she quickly slunk under the leaves and curled up. This place reeks of cats...She noted with a grumble, sinking lower. She'd just leave in the morning. With a huff, the kit curled into a ball, listening to the sounds of the forest as she drifted off.