Posts by Purgatory_Pathway
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Clockworkstar~ Hey! It’s RedFox, just a new account and everything.
Also I have no idea where my photos went? I’ve tried fixing it but they don’t put a link up.
Shadowfur ✴ ✴✴
( name ) Shadowfur
( past name ) Shadowkit, Shadowpaw
( future name ) *
( gender ) Female
( age ) 22 moons
( rank ) Warrior
( rank wanted ) Warrior
☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ ( appearance ) A small black she-cat with orange eyes. Slender body and thin but sturdy legs, small paws and an average length tail. Seems to have delicate features with large eyes, small black nose and jaw, along with small ears. Short, sleek fur covers her body from head to toe.
( scars )A jagged scar runs from her shoulder down to the middle of her back. Another scar is slashed across her nose and she has a few nicks in her ears.
( eye color ) Orange
( health issues )
☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ ( personality ) Shadowfur is not what you’d expect when you see her. Being an extreme lone wolf with the mindset of a vixen she stays away from most of her clan mates. The need to distant herself from others and not forms bonds is strangely strong and almost impossible to befriend her because of this point. Having no desire to impress others she does what she wants that follows the lines of the Warrior code. Holding a sharp tongue and heated eyes makes good use of scarring off those that try and grow close to her. Yet most of the time she is fighting to open herself up to her clan mates and form something with them. Not wanting to lose anyone she just closed herself off and it stuck to her. Even with this she would die to protect her clan, they are her home and losing that would break her beyond recognition.
( dreams ) Wants to open up to others and be the best that she can be.
( fears ) A fear of fire, tight spaces and heights. As well as people she loves dying. Climbing is fine as long as she doesn’t go too high.
☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ ( sexual orientation ) Homosexual
( crush ) Will develop
( mate ) Not one at the moment
( offspring ) None
☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ ( history ) Growing up was not the best for Shadowfur. Her father was a cruel cat who tried to beat his ways into her mind, body and soul. Some stuck and others did not. Her mother tried her best to help but wasn’t able to as her father would threaten her for trying to undo his “proud work”. This lasted for moons, going past her appointment to an apprentice till her father died under unknown circumstances. Becoming free from the torture of her father she hoped her mother could help undo some of his pain. Before much could be accomplished her mother fell ill and passed. Being alone made Shadowfur fearful and soon distanced herself not long after becoming a warrior. The rest is history.
( mother and father ) Treefur; Father, Softfoot; Mother (Both Deceased)
( brothers ) Open
( sisters ) Open
☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ ( other ) ⚡️
Finchfeather ✴ ✴ ✴
( name ) Finchfeather
( past name ) Finchkit, Finchpaw
( future name ) *
( gender ) Genderfluid
( age ) 27 moons
( rank ) Warrior
( rank wanted ) Warrior
☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ ( appearance ) A large grey tabby Maine coon with dark orange eyes. Large body shape with long legs, large paws and a long tail. Tall-ish large ears adore their head along with medium sized eyes and a pink nose. Dark grey/black stripes cover their body yet are lighter on the underside of their ringed tail. Medium length fur covers their body only getting somewhat longer along the tail, chest and belly.
( scars ) Wide one in the thigh and three in the cheek.
( eye color ) Dark orange
( health issues )
☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ ( personality ) Finchfeather is someone that will defend others when they need it most. Seeing anyone be mistreated or harmed (outside of battle) makes them boil with rage. Having a short temper doesn’t help with it either as they are quick to retaliate if provoked or teased beyond their limit.
( dreams ) To be remembered and to be treasured by someone who loves them. Yet they do follow their gut and instincts more than they will admit, if something doesn’t feel right they stay away from it. Bearing trust issues as well as separation issues they take some time to trust other cats and form bonds with them. When they do though they are fiercely loyal and protective other those they have placed trust in. But the strong fear they will leave always lingers in their mind, With that they also rarely let out their emotions and bottle them up, just waiting to burst when alone to make sure they don’t over flow. They are also highly insecure and see the darker side of things before a brighter side shows itself. Over all that Finchfeather is cheerful, open minded, compassionate and as independent as you can get.
( fears ) Has a big fear of being left alone by everyone they care about. As well as minor fears of the dark, spiders, and drowning.
☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ ( sexual orientation ) Pansexual
( crush ) Not developed
( mate ) Not one the moment
( offspring ) None
☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ ( history ) Life was difficult for Finchfeather. Being bullied by others as a kit and into the early years of apprenticeship, as well as doing their best to make their parents proud, it was somewhat okay. But halfway into being an apprentice their mother grew ill, slowly fading away from the world of reality into her own. Their mother grew sicker and sicker as moons passed till they finally passed away within their sleep. Finchfeather became broken after that. Losing their mother tore a hole into their heart that has yet to be healed. Mourning lasted moons and even becoming a Warrior didn’t brighten their day. Drifting from everyone they slowly has to pick themselves up and fix their broken heart and soul. Over time they went back to who they were, slowly coming back to the clan and becoming less distant. They did their best to heal yet to this day still hurt from the loss of their mother.
( mother and father ) Lilybreeze; Mother(Deceased) Blacktail; Father (Open)
( brothers ) None
( sisters ) None
☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ ( other ) ⚡️
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Clockworkstar~ I’ll definitely tag you once I get it up! :)
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Shadowfur || 22 || Warrior || Female/Homosexual
Creeping from the warriors den the small she-cat moved hurriedly away, not wanting to interact with any of her clan mates. The early morning breeze fluttered through her midnight black fur as she soon found a corner to groom herself. Sitting delicately Shadowfur racked her tongue gracefully over her short fur, pulling bits and pieces of the moss the nests were made of out. Raising a small paw her tongue flicked out to run over the toe pads, before letting that burning orange gaze roam over the camp clearing. Finding nothing worth watching the bombay returned to focusing on her task, grooming out an small knots and tangles.
Finchfeather || 27 | Warrior || Genderfluid/Pansexual
A loud yawn pulled from the large cat as they stretched out from their semi ruined nest. Sneezing they licked over their pink nose before slowly dusting moss back into the nest. Pawing it down they nodded once it was to their satisfaction and trotted from the warriors den, dark eyes gleaming into the sunlight. Finchfeather shook out their coat paw steps from the entrance before adoring a broad smile and a twinkle to their eye. Swirling their ears around the grey Maine coon pondered on who to approach or what to do for that matter. Noting being able to settle their mind Finchfeather simply plotted their behind near the dens entrance and groomed over their chest fur. -

Shadowfur || 22 || Warrior || Homosexual Flickering an ear towards Breezestar the warrior raised her head and watched silently. Her striking yellow gaze seemed to burn into her leaders crisp white pelt taking in her announcement and very slowly stood to her paws. Shadowfur carefully made her way towards the gathering of her clan mates and once she spotted her apprentice she narrowed her hawk like eyes. Moving with grace she was brushing Runningpaws flank and speaking softly yet firmly,”I would like to join a patrol as well, Breezestar.” The she-cats body jittered in place as the familiar urge to slink away from the crowd flooded her senses. Pushing the feeling away Shadowfur waited calmly. 
Finchfeather || 27 | Warrior || Pansexual Pinning their ears up the large cat stood to their paws and trotted right into the crowd around Breezestar. Dark orange orbs shuffled around before a nervous smile pulled on to their maw. Finchfeather stood tall before flickering their tail back and forth, their paws shifting on and off the ground. The large warrior hoped going on a hunting patrol, the need to provide for the clan overflowing into them. The large grey cat enjoyed hunting and gaining further experience to better themselves. Being patient Finchfeather allowed their dark orbs to soften and await the words of Breezestar. -

Shadowfur || 22 || Homo || Warrior Swirling her ears forward the small warrior gave Breezestar a sharp nod. Flickering her gaze to Winterberry the she-cat flicked her tail,”It seems I’ll be leading one.” With that done Shadowfur turned her head to stare into her apprentice and spoke firmly to him,”Keep by my side, I don’t need you running off.” With a soft slap to his flank by her tail she moved her hawk like gaze to Frostspring, and shifted it around, wondering if anyone else would join the patrol last minute. 
Finchfeather || 27 || Pan || Warrior At hearing their name the warrior pinned their ears forward and smiled. Nodding their head happily Finchfeather shifted their gaze to Winterberry and gace a wide smile with a warm gaze. Shifting on their paws they were impatient to head off and hunt, wanting to get out of the confinement of camp. The large tabby’s tail flickered softly as they awaited. -
Shadowfur || 22 || Homo || Warrior Interacting with- Runningpaw ( BaldCat ), Frostspring ( Insanityflame )
Looking at her whining apprentice the black she-cat lashed her tail and pulled her lips back into a small snarl,”I don’t need you tramping through the forest like a badger. You’ll scare any prey and warn any other cat for fox lengths.” Rolling her shoulders Shadowfur pulled her lips down and sighed, her cold gaze softened as she stared at Runningpaw. Tilting her head she flickered her gaze to Frostspring and back to the orange tabby,”Come, let’s head out.” Turning on her paws the warrior made her way to the camp entrance and shifted through, knowing Runningpaw would follow and Frostspring not far behind.
Finchfeather || 27 || Pan || Warrior Interacting with- Breezestar ( Clockworkstar~ ), Winterberry ( Insanityflame )
Watching the border patrol trot off the cat turned their gaze to Breezestar and Winterberry, their orbs shimmered before their tail flickered,”Ready to head out when you are.” Finchfeathers gentle rumble of a voice fluttered through the morning air, their fur puffing out slightly in anticipation. Always eager to please and provide the large grey tabby smiled and waited. -
Shadowfur || Female || 22 || Warrior || Homo Interacting with- Runningpaw ( BaldCat ), Frostspring ( Insanityflame )
Letting her ears swirl back when Frostspring spoke she narrowed her eyes but kept them forward. She liked the senior warrior and hoped her methods weren’t too much towards her apprentice. Yet her thoughts swirled elsewhere when Runningpaw muttered under his breath and padded ahead of her. Stopping for a few heartbeats the young warrior was swift to act and trotted to the orange tabby’s side, her mind set. Shadowfur’s jagged scar slightly brushed his pelt before the black she-cat softly spoke to her apprentice,”My words may be harsh Runningpaw but I want the best for you. You have great potential to be an amazing warrior, but you are still young and learning. If there are rouges at the border then I would much rather be able to sneak up on them then them to run away and only come back.” The warrior didn’t have to explain herself to the apprentice and the nagging in her mind to leave him to lick at her lashing words pulsed; but she wanted to teach him.
Finchfeather || Genderfluid (They/Them) || 27 || Warrior || Pan Interacting with- Breezestar ( Clockworkstar~ ), Winterberry ( Insanityflame )
Flicking an ear towards Winterberry the warrior turned their gaze to the she-cat and nodded happily,”Seems we are.” A tiny mrrow of laughter rumbled from their throat. Giving her their full attention they smiled broadly and purred some,”My days started out well, and yes this is my first time leaving camp today.” Flicking their tail Finchfeather tilted their head,”I’m guessing this is your first time out today as well?” The large warrior was happy to be chatting as sitting in silence was rather boring. Their dark orange gaze settled on Windwail and Shatterpaw leave the warriors den, a warmth flooded their eyes. Amused by the apprentice the warrior fluttered their tail and returned their soft gaze to Winterberry. -
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Crowkit || Crowpaw || Crowtooth
Roleplayer's Name: Purgatory_Pathway
Cat's Current Name: Crowtooth
Age (In Moons): 21 moons
Gender: Male
Current Rank: Warrior
Future Rank(s): Content
Past Rank(s): Kit, Apprentice
Sexuality: Bisexual
Short Appearance Description (1-2 sentences):
Short and sleek black fur, green eyes and overly large fangs.
Long Appearance Description [Optional] (3-5 sentences,
can be more): A large but slender black colored cat with short sleek fur. Long slender legs with powerful shoulders and large front paws with a thin long tail. Bright green eyes and long canines coming from his muzzle.
Personality [Optional]: A strong, curious and rather energetic tom he tends to do what he wants within reason. He folds a strong desire to prove himself to his clan mates and most of all his mother. Giving up most of his own needs for others he sometimes uses the “disadvantages” to his own advantage. He is almost always moving or doing a small task or favor for another clan mate, as it gives him something to do and not make him bored. He is selfless and caring to almost everyone but those who has wronged him or are prone to bully/harm others outside of battle. At times he can be selfish but only if he really really wants something and is willing to do anything for it. He can be grumpy if his energy gets low and will lash out violently is provoked. He also is short tempered and not afraid to unsheathe his claws to teach someone a lesson. He can be too trusting at times and can hold cats to a higher level then that really are and gets burned because of it. Mix that with his bursts of anxiety and paranoia as well as his need to prove himself he can combust if it gets too much. Yet he is a loyal friend and would help any wounded soul.
History [Optional]: Baring an average life Crowtooth never knew of his father and didn’t need to, his mother and older brother was all he needed. His brother however caught whitecough moons later and died in the night causing grief to wash over him and his mother. Mourning Robinkit took a long time and his mother never really recovered as she stares blankly at everyone but Crowtooth when he visits her. Having been moved to the elders den because of it Crowtooth visits whenever he can. Going through his apprenticeship he grew a need to prove to himself and others that he wasn’t weak and could do just as well as others. He was always willing to learn more and help others. When he became a warrior he felt an ever more powerful need to prove to his clan mates he can be trusted and loyal to the clan.
Previous Mentor (Required for Warrior Rank or
Higher): Snakefire
Crush/Mate: Will develop
Mother: Lilythroat (Not active; very blank)
Father: Unknown
Sister(s): None
Brother(s): Robinkit (Deceased)
Kit(s): Later on
Other: Feverstar

Foxkit || Foxpaw || Foxcry
Roleplayer's Name: Purgatory_Pathway
Cat's Current Name: Foxcry
Age (In Moons): 33 moons
Gender: Transgender (FtM)
Current Rank: Warrior
Future Rank(s): Content
Past Rank(s): Kit, Apprentice
Sexuality: Bisexual
Short Appearance Description (1-2 sentences):
Short reddish-brown fur that is darker on the back and tail. Bright amber eyes.
Long Appearance Description [Optional] (3-5 sentences,
can be more): An average sized cat with short reddish-brown fur that is darker in his back and his tail. As well as small marking on his face. Long strong legs with powerful paws and a wispy long tail. Large ears adorn his head with sharp features and even sharper amber eyes.
Personality [Optional]: Foxcry is a charming young tom and almost impossible to ignore. He has a natural ability to influence others and spot things most people wouldn’t. He is highly independent and under all the playfulness and jokes he is a rather wise cat, but can be cunning as well. He almost never takes a risk unless he has evaluated the situation throughly, making him cautious and sometimes paranoid. Yet he is loyal to a fault and wants his trust in others to be recuperated. But he is an amazing liar and will use his silver tongue to get out of any troubles he may get stuck in. He is also extremely stubborn and would die to defend his opinions and thoughts. He doesn’t do well when being forced to do something he doesn’t like and can lash out if he is pushed too far. Holding a steady temper he keeps it on hold unless some cat really wants to test him and his patience. Over all he is easy to get along with and would die for his clan mates.
History [Optional]: N/A
Previous Mentor (Required for Warrior Rank or
Higher): Webbedfire
Crush/Mate: Will develop
Mother: Redpelt (Deceased)
Father: Tallears (Open)
Sister(s): None
Brother(s): None
Kit(s): Later on
Other: Feverstar

Acornkit || Acornpaw || Acornfur
Roleplayer's Name: Purgatory_Pathway
Cat's Current Name: Acornkit
Age (In Moons): 5 1/2 moons
Gender: Female
Current Rank: Kit
Future Rank(s): Apprentice, Warrior
Past Rank(s): Zoo animal, kittypet
Sexuality: Queer
Short Appearance Description (1-2 sentences):
A reddish-tan colored coat with black ears and markings on face with blue eyes.
Long Appearance Description [Optional] (3-5 sentences,
can be more): Covered from head to tail with soft fur Acornkit is a reddish-tan color with a lighter underbelly and chest. Adorning her head are large black ears with small tuffs at the ends. Small black marking are around her muzzle and her eyes, which are round and blue.
Personality [Optional]: [i]Acornkit is rather solitary and extremely territorial over what she sees as her. Having built her own little world she never really lets others in. She can have acts of violence and be highly aggressive when play fighting or fighting in general but as she matures she learns to hold back. Trusting others is not her strong suit and she doesn’t have very many friends, those that she has grown a liking too and trust are very important to her and she would kill to protect them. Putting up a front to keep almost everyone away she enjoys watching from a distance and learning how other cats act for future use. But even if she is this way you’ll never see her cower or beg, she is strong minded and determined 24/7. Her confidence blows through the roof and her aura is like smoke if need be. With all this you wouldn’t think she gets sad or lonely but she does and quite often. Her want to be with cats never over powers her want to stay away. She wants more friends, more company and more cats to enjoy her as herself. She has a deep depression and most of the time sleeps it off so she doesn’t bother others. But she still is a kit and can have fun if convinced too.
History [Optional]: Born to Zola, Acornkit was originally named Mbali, and was the only kit to be alive when her mother gave birth. The three stillborns were buried by humans as they were living in a small zoo. When the zoo was going to shut down Zola and Mbali were rescued and with the right paperwork and pulled strings of government friends they ended up in a forever home with three young foster kits. Zola cared for them like they were her own, as they filled her bleeding heart. They were there for 3 months before Mbali grew curious of the world outside and one night sneaked from her bed and wondered outside. Leaping into the forest beyond she travled and was at awe at the world but grew lost and stumbled into NettleClan territory. Growing fearful she mewed loudly and wondered before being found by a patrol and taken in. Since then she has remained in camp and learned about Clan life and plans to remain with them.
Previous Mentor (Required for Warrior Rank or
Higher): N/A
Crush/Mate: Marbledkit
Mother: Zola (Unknown)
Father: Unknown
Sister(s): Ada (Deceased)
Brother(s): Zain, Taj (Deceased)
Kit(s): Too young
Other: Ferverstar (if species is out of place can change, but they can be owned with a permit so I tried working with that)
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Duskstorm
current name Duskstorm
past name(s)Duskkit, Duskpaw
future name(s) None
age 37 moons
gender Male
rank Warrior
personality Duskstorm is well put together cat who is beyond strict and follows the warrior code very closely. Blunt and fearless he isn’t afraid to let his words be heard or his actions to speak for themselves. With an old soul and being old fashioned he has his moments of wisdom and can be an amazing teacher (if orders are followed correctly). With a loyalty to his clan that is stronger than steel he would die to protect each of his clan mates, not worrying about how badly he could end up himself. Being selfless most of the time he helps around the camp and will entertain kits or off duty apprentices with story’s and games. Once he gets relaxed and playful that is. Duskstorm is a kind at heart and even being the way he is can have fun and enjoy the company of the younger generations.
history[optional] N/A; Later on maybe
mate None/Will develop
love interest Will develop
sexuality Bisexual
family Smalltail (Mother;Deceased), Darkfoot (Father; Deceased), Flamekit (Brother; Deceased), Greypaw (Brother; Deceased)
friends TBD
enemies TBD
others Yuno

Thistlefang
current name Thistlefang
past name(s) Thistlekit, Thistlepaw
future name(s) None
age 20 moons
gender Female
rank Warrior
personality This cats heart and soul is wrapped in bramble for miles. Thistlefang doesn’t talk to almost anyone within the clan and 98% of the time bares her fangs if approached. Grumpy and untrustworthy of almost all of the clan she isn’t easy to get along with and does act violent if poked and prodded too much by other cats. Keeping herself in a wall of ice and an outcast she simply watches her clan mates with guarded eyes and a sharp silver tongue. Very few have managed to try and get past her cold and harsh front but most give up before they even try seeing it pointless. She may be mean on the outside but on the inside is terrified as she wants someone to help her with her emotional demons. She fights with herself daily and brings her mood down even farther the more she lashes out. Holding deep emotional conflicts and having jagged emotional scars she hopes to one day to have someone to talk to and heal will.
history[optional] N/A; Later on
mate None/Will develop
love interest Will develop
sexuality Homosexual
family Bushfoot (Mother; Deceased), Unknown Father, Littlekit (Sister; Deceased)
friends TBD
enemies TBD
others Yuno

Spottedpaw
current name Spottedpaw
past name(s) Spottedkit
future name(s) Spottedblossom
age 7 moons
gender Female
rank Apprentice
personality A ball of pure energy Spottedpaw is always up to do something no matter how boring it may be to others as it gives her fulfillment. Always moving and almost never sleeping the apprentice chatters to those she is close to and is very silent to those she doesn’t know or doesn’t like. Yet be sure if you befriend her she will be the most loyal she-cat, always defending and protecting those she grows close to as well as opening up. Outside of any friendships she may have she isn’t very open with her emotions and watches cats before saying anything, wondering if she can trust them or not. If comfortable she talks and smiles if not she cowers away and wants to escape. Still she is young and can have her moments of disrespect as well as thinking she is always right and never wrong. She adores attention from cats she is close to and with do small favors if asked very kindly.
history[optional] N/A; Later on
mate None/Too young
love interest Rosepaw
sexuality Pansexual
family Robincall (Mother; Open), Larkwing (Father;Open)
friends TBD
enemies TBD
others Yuno
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Foxcry || Warrior || Bi || 33
Interacting with- Open
OOC: ~~~Whisper~~~ Foxcry can find the lost kit, he’s going around the territory.
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Stretching out in his nest the reddish colored tom yawned loudly and flickered an ear to the other warriors before standing and leaving the den. Shaking his fur out violently his tail almost immediately fluffed out, causing him to chuckle. Foxcry observers the camp before moving his sharp amber gaze to Skeletonstar, Darkflame and Sandbreeze. Tilting his head the warrior soon removed his gaze to look else where. Finding nothing of interested Foxcry yawned and padded towards the camp entrance and slithered through. He hoped a trot around the territory would wake him up.

Crowtooth || Warrior || Bi || 21
Interacting with- Open
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Padding from the warriors den the sleek furred tom stretched his legs and rolled his shoulders. His green eyes blinked at the sunlight yet he softly purred as it’s warm rays pooled into his fur. Shaking out his black coat Crowtooth licked his long canines he was named after and glanced around the camp. Pinning his ears up he landed his gaze on Jayflight before removing it and trooping to the fresh kill pile and plucking the plump shrew from it. Crowtooth shifted his green orbs to Maplekit and tapped the top of her head with his tail in greeting before padding off with his food to a shaded part of camp. Settling down he began to get the shrew happily, his long fangs easily digging into it.

Acornkit || Kit || Queer || 5 1/2
Interacting with- Open
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Having awoken moments after hearing movement within the camp the large kit simply stayed within her nest, her cold blue gaze staring blankly ahead. When Maplekit had woken up she pulled her lips back and showed her fangs before fluffing up her tail and covering her eyes. Silence closed around the nursery after that till she heard shifting of moss and the voice of Fernkit. Lifting her head she burned her gaze into his fur and hissed softly at him, tail lashing. Acornkit wiggles her nose in annoyance at the grey tom before looking at the queen Onyxfever and her two kits, Angelkit and Marbledkit. All three were peacefully sleeping and being swift she gave Fernkit a burning look that made her thoughts very clear. If he woke them he would be clawed.
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Foxcry || Warrior || Bi || 33
Interacting with- Icekit ( ~~~Whisper~~~ )
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The trot through the forest was just what he needed, feeling the rough earth beneath his paws and the small tugs of bramble and branch’s in his fur. Purring loudly the tom lifted his tail and waved it in the air, his trotting turning into a skip like pattern. Keeping on alert Foxcry still enjoyed the feeling of the sun on his fur and the wind in his whiskers. This continued for some time before his ears swirled around and his legs stopped moving, his purring went quiet as he listened very carefully. Something caught his attention, the mewling of what could only be a kit. Foxcry’s amber eyes widened as he sprinted towards the sound his heart beating in his chest, his paws thumping against the forest floor. Breaking through the undergrowth he froze his eyes landed into a small ball of white fluff, their mewling louder as he was only paw steps away. Lowering his head the reddish-brown warrior crawled towards the small kit and let a tiny purr rumble out, hoping to comfort the youngling.

Crowtooth || Warrior || Bi || 21
Interacting with- Open
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Licking his jaws clean he flickered his ears happily, tail swishing with content behind him. Shaking his head he stretched out and laid his head on his paws, watching the camp as he let his food settle. Crowtooth could feel the tingles in his paws starts up, begging him to get up and do something...anything. Waiting for some heartbeats he stood to his paws and wondered what he could do. The black tom could offer to do a hunting patrol and get the fresh-kill pile stocked for the still sleeping cats. Or help out with Hawkstorm again. Shifting his large paws he just stood there thinking on what to do.

Acornkit || Kit || Queer || 5 1/2
Interacting with- Maplekit ( tessi. ), Fernkit ( Sesshomaru )
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Flicking an ear to the nursery entrance Acornkit watched Maplekit stalk in and to her horror pad right towards her. The large reddish-tan she-cat narrowed her eyes yet held back any noises, in fear of waking up the sleeping queen and her kits. Gazing at her fellow den mate she lashed her tail with narrowed eyes,”What do you want?” Acornkit whispered softly her blue orbs giving swift glances to Fernkit and back to the she-cat in front of her. Not enjoying the company of either kit she hoped Marbledkit or even Angekit would wake up and save her from them both. The caracal never really liked other kits beside the two and even between them she much rather be with Marbledkit.
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Foxcry || Warrior || Bi || 33
Interacting with- Icekit ( ~~~Whisper~~~ )
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(Waiting...)

Crowtooth || Warrior || Bi || 21
Interacting with- Snakefire ( Scarletfox )
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Coming down from his thoughts the long legged tom flickered his tail before his eyes landed on his former mentor. Swirling his ears forward he purred loudly when she grew close enough to hear and smiled softly,”Hello Snakefire.” Greeting the fellow warrior Crowtooth’s tail started to swish behind him, his happiness of from talking to the she-cat clearly showing. Listening to her words the warrior chuckled and licked his maw,”Not anymore it seems. What do I owe a fine visit from you?” Sitting down Crowtooth licked his chest fur softly his ear twitching towards Dusktail as he made his announcement. The tom grew excited and stood up quickly with a lash of his tail,”Want to go on the hunting patrol?” His green eyes sparkling with needless energy.

Acornkit || Kit || Queer || 5 1/2
Interacting with- Maplekit ( tessi. ), Marbledkit ( we are all mad here )
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Fluffing up her tail she started blankly at Maplekit, yet she grew more and more uncomfortable talking to her. At hearing a yaw the large kit snapped her head towards the other occupied nest and flattened her ears at seeing Marbledkit get up from said nest and pad their way. Acornkit felt a tug at her heart at seeing the tiredness that had pooled into the soft spoken she-cats eyes. Yet anger filled her heart as well as she swiftly bared her fangs at Maplekit,”You woke her up. It’s too early for them to be awake!” Even if the kit wanted to yell she still spoke softly, and went quiet when the checkered faced kit spoke towards her. Shaking her head the caracal moved within her nest and spoke gently to her den mate,”Its fine Marbledkit, just unwanted attention. I’m sorry she woke you, I can see how tired you are.” Acornkit moved her tail from her side and tapped it,”Would you like to lay with me and get some more rest? I don’t mind.”
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Foxcry || Warrior || Bi || 33
Interacting with- Icekit ( ~~~Whisper~~~ )
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Stopping a few paw steps away from the little kit the warrior flattened himself to look less threatening,”My name is Foxcry, I am a warrior of the clan that lives here. Who are you little one?” Speaking gently he curled his tail to his side and flickered his amber gaze over the ball of fluff. Sniffing the air he was relieved here was no blood and that the kit was unharmed. Foxcry swirled his ears and listened to the forest around them, staying on high alert as he watched the white kit in front of him. How did a kit get out here in the first place? His thoughts swirled like a storm before he voiced them,”How did you get out here? Where is your mother?”

Crowtooth || Warrior || Bi || 21
Interacting with- Snakefire ( Scarletfox ), Oceancreek ( Insanityflame )
OOC: Sorry it’s short
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Looking at Oceancreek he wavered his tail and smiled. Crowtooth listened before shifting in his pawas with a a chuckle. Letting his former mentor do the talking he flickers his green gaze back and forth as they would jump from Jayflight to Snakefire and Oceancreek,”Let’s get going to Jayflight then.” The black tom padded towards the beta-deputy as his paws started to tingle once more, his tail excitedly in the air.

Acornkit || Kit || Queer || 5 1/2
Interacting with- Maplekit ( tessi. ), Marbledkit ( we are all mad here )
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Narrowing her eyes at the tortoiseshell the she-cat resisted the urge to claw her muzzle. Glancing to Marbledkit she calmed down some and gave Maplekit a withering glare,”If you had been at all considerate you would of seen how quiet we were being for the sake of Onyxfever, Angelkit and Marbledkit. I have been awake since the moment paw steps padded from their dens. Yet I remained quiet and waited for them to awaken on their own time.” Still whispering she made sure her tone was like ice to get her point across. Tucking her front paws under her chest, she kept her side open for the soft spoken den mate of hers. She wanted nothing more than to teach Maplekit a lesson.
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