Beastspark ♚
Delta - Tom - Apprentice:
Interacting with: Silentkit, Cloudsong, Frostedfoot
Beastspark was roaming the territory, fighting squirrels, yelling at trees the usual. Living in a clan was awesome, everyone was helping everyone and it was an awesome life. He was rather glad he had come here with his daughter, now he didn't need to worry about her growing up without someone there for her, not that he was going anywhere it was just nice to know the clan had her back if anything did happen to him. Feeling as if his muscles were throughly stretched, the tom returned to camp with a smile on his maw eager to see his kit.
The clan was rather lively, it hadn't been so when he had left for his run. The sun was warm and he was delighted seeing so many friendly face. He was thrilled he had made this clan his home. As his vibrant eyes roamed he spotted Darknight wandering around, she was normally by herself. He wasn't sure if it was because she was just to mean to get along with or if it was because she was the only she-cat who was a Delta, but no one seemed to bother her. Maybe she liked it that way? He didn't think to hard on it, he'd bother her later.
His paws brought him to the nursery where Frostedfoot and Cloudsong were place. "Hello, Cloudsong and Frostedfoot." He meowed a pleasant greeting to the two while carefully stepping around them as he spotted Silentkit. His daughter was adorable, she could take but that didn't bother him in the slightest she was rather good with getting her points across without needing words. She always seemed so happy and bright so when he found her seemingly appearing unhappy, his tail lost its joyful flicker and his ears feel back against his head.
"Silentkit, what's wrong are you sick? Does your belly hurt?" He questioned, almost on the verge of panic as he darted over to the small kit's side to sniff and press his nose to her sides and head. He was totally overreacting, but he was brand new with the whole parenting thing and didn't have a mate to help him understand the difference between being sick and being sad. As far as he was concerned it was the same thing. "Is it your head? Are you hungry?" He showered the little thing in his concern while poking at her belly with his nose.
Nightwing ♚
Sentinel - Tom - Apprentice:
Interacting with: N0ctum
Moonraven
where are Stagleap and Brightlight I can have Nightwing meet with one or both of them.
His eyes surveying the covered surroundings in quick and accurate glances. The dainty light of the sun and the stirring wind caused the shadows of the day to dance. His tall, well-muscled legs gait across the moist territory defined by forests. Moss, mud, leaves, the ridged bark of winding tree roots all greeted the worn pads of the tomcat's gliding paws. The prey practiced their wary silence as they themselves made their ways and tended to their duties in the hours of the morning. His large ears swiveled and twitched at the tiniest instances of signs of prey. Nightwing thoughtfully searched through the account of picked up prey. There were only two close in range, a squirrel sitting on a tree root and a mouse scurrying around which also seemed to be searching for something.
Aware he wasn't exactly downwind, the former assassin maneuvered carefully so using tender steps so as to not alert his prey. The squirrel perked up, no longer occupied by what it had been doing it sniffed at the air and looked around for the phantom it had momentarily sensed. He was absolutely still, wide eyes having chosen their target -the squirrel- and kept a locked and focused gaze on the rodent. The squirrel kept the notion it was being watched, but cautiously returned to what it was doing in paranoia. Very, very slowly the tom advanced in the motion and speed of a sloth, with every touch of an object being ginger and noiseless. He edged closer, downwind, to the suspicious rodent, halting every time the squirrel popped its head up for a security check. He was one fox-length away.
He prepared himself getting into the hunter's crouch. Head bent down focused on the target, eyes intense and undistracted, and teeth itching for the kill bite. Shoulders hunched, foreleg elbows slightly bent, claws unsheathed to provide traction and back legs bent ready to give a boost in his chase to come. Then the takeoff, the powerful launch created from the push off of his back legs nearly closed the gap between the predator and prey. His muscles rippled like violent tremors breaking still water. Toes and claws outstretched yearning for contact with the petrified squirrel. However, the deer in headlights only lasted for milliseconds, with the last second speared the squirrel as it took evasive action. The small being of fur scampered away from the warrior towards a tree opposite of it. But he wasn't easily phased, persisting the chase with unwavering determination and confidence. The tom's long-legged stride kept him within range, but he wouldn't strike again just yet. Now the rodent traveled up the bark wall of the tree in assurance that the fortress of height would provide it safety.
The tomcat followed the rodent and upon meeting a cat's length measure of distance from the tree he sprung into the air with an enhanced level of height. Back legs projecting him at the necessary angle, he outstretched his forelegs snatch the squirrel off the tree and bring it halfway to his jaws, while his head briskly thrust forward to deliver the bite to its fragile neck. Secured in his mouth, his forelegs released the squirrel's body and along with his back legs, prepared to land skillfully on his feet. That was fun, but he greatly missed it when whatever he was hunting fought back.
Rosethorn ♚
Loner - Molly - Apprentice:
Interacting with: Tigerpaw and Fawnpaw
A gorgeous cream pelted beauty stretched her lean body as she shook the sleep from her eyes. The alluring sky blue eyes blinked a few times while parting her maw to yawn. The former Pebbleclan warrior turned her eyes to the only beings she cared for more than her appearance and life, her kits.
Tigerpaw remained as far away from his sister as he slept curled up further in the corner of hollowed out tree they resided in. Her son was her pride and joy he was even more beautiful than she. She was not bothered in the least to admit that, she had hoped to have beautiful kits. As her eyes glanced at her daughter her prideful smile fell just a little bit, she loved Fawnpaw, but she just wasn't what Rosethorn had hoped for when gifted with a daughter. She was....well a disappointment. But one was loved. She admitted that she was tougher on Fawnpaw than she was Tigerpaw, but her kit needed to grow a spine. If she learned to stand up for herself Tigerpaw wouldn't pick on her.
The striking feline stared at her slumbering family for a bit longer before waking them up. "Tigerpaw, Fawnpaw. Time to get up. We need to get moving." She gently nudged both her kits with her nose. She wasn't fully certain if she was going in the right direction to find this....clan, although she felt like she was going the right way. Even though she had left her clan behind, she prayed that starclan remained with her. Pebbleclan just wasn't the place for her and her family, not with the way they treated her. This new clan would be new and fresh. Maybe Fawnpaw might even make some real friends, if she was outcasted in the clan too than Rosethorn couldn't be blamed for it. That would be her own fault.
"Come on, get up you two. We have to get moving while the day is young."
"I'm am not going outside, mother. My coat will get dirt and do you have any idea how long it takes to wash it. " The loud, irritating complaint came from the amber eyes tom who had rolled on his side to look at her.
"Oh, don't be so fussy. You'll look brilliant no matter what." Tigerpaw growled something underneath his breath that Rosethorn decided not to hear. "I'll help you clean your pelt later, I promise, Love. Now come on, please."
"Uhhhhhhg, very well mother." The big tom meowed, cruelty making sure to give his sister a kick to her side when she didn't get up. "Let's go dirtball. You're keeping Mother waiting." He growled as he rose to stand. His tail twitched when when noticed his sister was moving, the red berries he gave her last night to her from while she slept seemed to have worked better then he thought.
Fox ♚
Loner - Tom - Mentor:
Interacting with:
A tight bundle of Light ginger fur was curled tightly within a soft moss bed, two pairs of yellow orbs shot open as a yawn escaped the maw of a huge tom, muscles cored the tom's body a few scars zigzagged here and there but nothing to be impressed about. Fox allowed his whole entire form to stretch out from where he laid on his side, he felt one of his paws brush against something soft and quickly retracted his hind paw.
He shifted his weight so that he was now sitting upright, shoving his paws underneath him and pushing himself up so that he stood though made sure not to hit his head on the wall. He glanced around with large orbs before deciding that it was just to much effort to go out and get food. "Sorry stomach your going o have to wait." He plopped right back down and went back to sleeping, he was the laziest cat perhaps in the world. He really didn't feel like going hunting for food right now.
Hawkpaw ♚
Apprentice - Tom - Mentor: Bramblestar
Interacting with: Bramblestar and Elfinpaw
The huge tom was sprawled on the ground, eyes shut as his sides rose up and down with his calm breaths. As the sun rose and splashed him in rays of light and warmth, he parted his eye lids and shut them again until the sound of paw steps claimed his attention. The muscles in the cat's body hardened as he heard the soft foot fall from a cat within his sleeping space. His maw curled into something akin to a sneer when when he heard it was time to get up. He'd get up when he felt like it. He was very much tempted to return to sleeping, but between the sun and the loud voices just outside any thoughts of sleep were dashed away.
He slowly rolled himself to his big paws, placing each one underneath him to lift his bulky frame from the ground. A vigorous shake knocked away any dirt or derby upon the golden furred coat. He padded out of the den as he saw the light leaking through and though didn't really want to get moving, knew it was better then sitting inside again with only his thoughts and demons to keep him company. As the light of day fully hit Hawkpaw's the tom's pelt lit up like fire as the sun warmed him. He was not surprised to see Bramblestar waiting for him.
The she-cat was annoying in a very -dare he say- maternal way. Always telling him to get up, and do this and do that. He wasn't sure if he liked it or not, he had nothing to compare it too. The fact that she never broke when it came to his moods and razor sharp tongue allowed him to give her certain amount of respect. Still, not as much as one should give a leader. Hawkpaw, didn't bother fawning over her or smile at her every time she was nice, like the rest of the fur balls in his clan. He could give a mousedung she was a leader, or who's family she came from. She was just a cat, like him, and once he figured out what got underneath her skin she'd leave him just like everyone else, just like his mother.
"I am eating before we do anything." He announced in a gruff tone while padding over to pile. He paused seeing the petite sized apprentice sitting there. Elfinpaw, now she was almost as interesting as his mentor. It was hard to ruffle her feathers, on top of that she could not see a thing and was trying to become a warrior, who heard of a blind warrior?! Still, he found her will to fight on despite her lack of sight admiral but it didn't mean they were friends. "You are in the way, mousebrain." He meowed, stepping up behind her.
