Orchidsnow cast his an apprentice a smile as they continued towards the SpringClan AutumnClan border. "Fighting is never the solution, trust me." He said. "How about we hunt near the border? Just be sure not to cross it."
My name isLord Voldemort 14:50, April 20, 2017 (UTC)
"Whatever," Morningpaw huffed, sneakily trying to take the lead from his mentor. "What will we be hunting?" ~Patchfeather~ 02:18, April 30, 2017 (UTC)
Orchidsnow sniffed, flicking his tail signaling for the tabby apprentice to behind him. His pale eyes stern. "We'll be hunting.." he paused scenting the air. He smelled vole and maybe robin. "How about I teach you to hunt birds." My name isLord Voldemort 04:15, April 30, 2017 (UTC)
Sycamorepaw left the apprentice's den with an unsatisfied smirk. She'd slept in and do doubt she'd get in trouble now. The young apprentice looked around camp for her mentor, Rosepetal, seeing if there was anything that the older she-cat would like her to do. — #chicks
=trouble04:30 Sun Apr 30 2017
Dapplepaw rest beside the freshkill pile with her paws neatly crossed, awaiting the arrival and command of her mentor. She hadn't seen him all day, and was starting to worry that he, too, had given up on her. The mottled apprentice slowly rose to her paws so that she may give a mighty shake of her pelt, clearing dust from her pale coat.Silverstar 19:50, April 30, 2017 (UTC)
Rosepetal caught sight of her apprentice. "Sycamorepaw!" the older molly called out bounding over. Surprising today, Rosepetal was in a chipper mood and didn't even say anything about the apprentice sleeping in. "Ready to head out?"
Aspenflower had just finished sorting out the days patrols and thought she'd go out for a short hunt. My name isLord Voldemort 04:41, May 1, 2017 (UTC)
Sycamorepaw was caught off-guard a little by the fact she hadn't been told off for sleeping in and tried to match her mentor's bubbling enthusiasm. "Yes, of course Rosepetal! My paw's are itching to do something," the pale tortoiseshell smiled.
Ravenwing was crouched silently near the camp's main exit. The skinny warrior hadn't been assigned to a particular patrol, and he'd noticed that someone had been moving his nest around the warrior's den again. With an annoyed sigh, the young warrior accidentally caught the eye of Aspenflower as she walked past. With bright blue eyes wide, he quickly looked away in embarrassment. — #chicks
=trouble04:52 Mon May 1 2017
The deputy made her out of camp, a deep sigh leaving her mouth. She had been getting bored and lonely with the same routine over and over. It was like she was a robot. One that always worked and never stopped working. Tonight she'd be taking a shift on guarding the camp, Sorrelstar never offered. Quite frankly, Aspenflower thought the leader only cared about her power and how much power she wielded.
Rosepetal grinned and led the way out of camp. "Considering your like a newly named apprentice. How about we brush the basics?" My name isLord Voldemort 04:58, May 1, 2017 (UTC)
Looking around camp, Ravenwing decided to follow the deputy out of camp. The young warrior kept his distance from the deputy, and tried to keep as silent as possible - a plus to his lighter build. However, it seemed luck was against him as he stepped on a stick and it made a loud 'crack'. He froze in his place. Oh StarClan..
Sycamorepaw followed her mentor closely, nearly stepping on the older she-cat a couple times by accident. Oh well, maybe she was just as excited as her mentor had been just before. "The basics sound good! Are we going around the territory first?" the apprentice asked. — #chicks
=trouble05:06 Mon May 1 2017
Aspenflower whirled around, body tense. Well until she set her gaze onto Ravenwing. It was just a tom who looked scared. "Can I help you?" she asked, cocking her head to the side just a bit. The deputy wasn't sure why he looked so scared. Its not like he was facing Sorrelstar, and man that molly had a temper issue.
Rosepetal trotted forwards, light on her paws. Ginger pelt almost golden in the sunlight. "Oh that would be great!" The tabby molly said. "We can go by SpringClan first." My name isLord Voldemort 05:13, May 1, 2017 (UTC)
Ravenwing had the words caught in his throat. "Uh, I just wanted to see if you were alright?" he spoke, voice soft due to nerve. He lowered his ears, over his stay at AutumnClan he had become wary of most cats because of how they treated him for his looks and this was no different. He'd never heard Aspenflower say anything about him, but, it was his natural instinct now to appear submissive. "You just seemed a little out of it when you left camp that's all," he added. "Sorry, if I bothered you," Ravenwing mumbled, looking to the orange leaf litter.
Sycamorepaw nodded in response. Seeing all the territories made her look happily to the sky. Some would think the young cat wasn't related to Sorrelstar because of how easy-going and calm she was. She could soon smell something sweeter than the leaf litter she'd come to known. She voiced this to Rosepetal, "Are we near SpringClan? They smell so different to us," — #chicks
=trouble05:21 Mon May 1 2017
Aspenflower eased her protective stance. "Just a little tired is all." she told him. The deputy breathed in, to ease her nerves. Despite her high rank, she wasn't really all too happy at being deputy. Just imagine being leader. All that responsibility on her shoulders. She closed her eyes briefly before opening them meeting Ravenwing's bright blue ones. "Just tired." she repeated.
Rosepetal sniffed, the sickening sweet smell of SpringClan filling her nose. "Yup. That's them sweet and sickly smelling." She stated. My name isLord Voldemort 05:29, May 1, 2017 (UTC)
Ravenwing looked up when she spoke. At least she isn't telling me to eat dirt at this stage, the tom thought to himself. The tom held her stare as he spoke, "Is that because Sorrelstar, and pardon my words, does little to contribute to her actual role as a leader? Leaving all the 'dirty' work to you?" While he grew to regret his words, the tom didn't regret that that was his opinion of Sorrelstar. He would in some way probably blame her for the way he gets treated by her warriors.
Sycamorepaw brought a paw to her nose as if to wipe away the SpringClan scent. "Yuck, I don't think I'll forget what they smell like!" — #chicks
=trouble05:47 Mon May 1 2017
Aspenflower shrugged, she knew Sorrelstar wasn't one for getting dirty especially when it came to Clan business she was too obsessed with the fame. "Ina way of sorts. She used to not be this way but I guess Falconheart's detah changed her too much."
Rosepetal trotted along the pathway, marking the SpringClan AutumnClan border. "Okay how about we take a visit to uhh SplashClan border, considering its not far from here." My name isLord Voldemort 14:22, May 1, 2017 (UTC)
Sorrelstar sat atop the ledge that served as her den, she hadn't done much for the past couple of weeks or much of anything since Falconheart's death. The queen had slowly sunk into a deep depression and quite frankly hadn't really cared if she destroyed her Clan. The molly leapt down thinking she'd go for a hunt this evening. My name isLord Voldemort 19:48, May 1, 2017 (UTC)
"I already caught a bird though so don't I know how to already?" Morningpaw asked, still trotting fast, hopping to steal the lead. ~Patchfeather~ 20:39, May 1, 2017 (UTC)
Dapplepaw perked her ears at the sight of her approaching mentor, and seemed to beam a bit more. "Good afternoon, Jayflight. What're we doing today?" The eager molly asked politely, with an interested raise of her head.Silverstar 00:08, May 2, 2017 (UTC)
"Just because you caught a bird does not mean you know everything about hunting." Orchidsnow replied cooly. The gray tom knew very well. He had caught plenty prey during his first week.
Sorrelstar made her way out if camp, the tabby and white leader scenting the air. The faint scent of an unknown tom on her tongue. She knew if she was found ti be expecting again then she wouldn't have to do much of anything. She sauntered through the territory until she picmed up the trail. My name isLord Voldemort 02:16, May 2, 2017 (UTC)
"I think I'm a better hunter than all of my denmates already, but I could stand to sharpen my skills." Morningpaw's tone of voice made it unclear if he was joking or not. Please let us meet another Clans patrol, then I can show Orchidsnow how good I am at fighting already!~Patchfeather~ 14:10, May 2, 2017 (UTC)
"Your arrogance reminds me of your mother," the gray warrior replied. "She was like you, before she turned all - well like she is. She was an outstanding fighter. Even more so when hunting." The tom said. He shook out his pelt before speaking. "Do watch your arrogance, for it might just get our Clan into trouble." He told him in a scolding manner. My name isLord Voldemort 14:41, May 2, 2017 (UTC)
"I'm nothing like my mother!" Morningpaw snapped, pelt bristling. How dare Orchidsnow say that? "I'll never be like her, never!" With that, Morningpaw spun around and bolted into the forest as fast as he could. He didn't want to be around Orchidsnow - he didn't want to be around anyone. ~Patchfeather~ 15:32, May 2, 2017 (UTC)
Orchidsnow shook his head before following the apprentice, he needed to watch his temper. Running off in conditions like the Clan was in now. They never knew when the silent WinterClan would ever strike. The Clans former camp was empty and silent. The gray tom finally caught up with him. "Morningpaw, we need to go back to camp. Let's go." The tom said bristling. Of course he couldn't even handle his own apprentice. My name isLord Voldemort 16:00, May 2, 2017 (UTC)
Morningpaw was hiding under a log when Orchidsnow found him, angry and pouting. "No," Morningpaw growled, turning his head away from his mentor, jutting out his chin in determination. ~Patchfeather~ 19:18, May 2, 2017 (UTC)
Otterdance was feeling detached from the clan activities that day...but then again, he was often like that. He was picky about his clanmates, and found himself struggling to get along with quite a lot of them. The pointed tom was particularly difficult to get along with.Silverstar 20:37, May 2, 2017 (UTC)
Orchidsniow narrowed his eyes sternly. He was normally an easy going tom but this behavior was unacceptable. "Morningpaw let's go. Quit acting like a two month old kitten." The warrior snapped. "Or so help me StarClan I will have you cleaning out the elders den and picking them for ticks." My name isLord Voldemort 02:11, May 3, 2017 (UTC)
Ravenwing slowly stepped closer the she-cat. "Yes but, if it affected her so much why didn't she simply step down to rest her mind?" The pointed tom asked. He didn't understand all that much about the Clan hierarchy still as it made little sense to him.
Sycamorepaw continued to follow Rosepetal closely. (just a heads up Mink - SplashClan doesn't border AutumnClan - only SpringClan and SummerClan) — #chicks
=trouble20:43 Wed May 3 2017
Morningpaw didn't reply, instead still refused to look at his mentor and padded in the direction of camp. ~Patchfeather~ 22:31, May 3, 2017 (UTC)
"I think she just feared losing her reputation, although there's no use in it now." Aspenflower cast her gaze on Ravenwing. "She's a good leader in a sense, but not a great one. She's lost anything she had before. Most of her family barely even acknowledge her."
Rosepetal grinned and loped forward. Pale eyes keeping an eyes out. (Are we going by the old map?) My name isLord Voldemort 13:13, May 9, 2017 (UTC)
Morningpaw stomped into camp, ignoring everyone, then slipped into the apprentices' den. He curled up in his nest and pouted. ~Patchfeather~ 13:26, May 9, 2017 (UTC)
Dapplepaw gave a brisk nod of her head in agreement. "Sounds like a good idea. Where'll we go to first?" She asked curiously, waiting for her mentor to lead the way out of camp.Silverstar 22:25, May 21, 2017 (UTC)
(Sorry i was gone cX been super busy) Sorrelstar had been recently picking up her leaderly duties. The tabby molly sniffed as she watched Aspenflower walk into camo and deposit her catches. My name isLord Voldemort 22:59, May 26, 2017 (UTC)
In the warm sunlight of camp, Ravenwing rolled over onto his side to warm himself up. The tom was starting to feel a lot of the cold as leaf-bare settled in. The pointed tom watched silently as Aspenflower came into camp with fresh-kill. Since their talk in the forest not long ago, the foreign tom had been low-key seeking her company but, didn't want to come off weird about it. He sat up from his sunny spot and tried to catch her eye as she walked past.
Sycamorepaw followed her mentor closely - her pale eyes watching around the auburn canopies of their territories. Just as she had smelt the distinctive SpringClan, now she scented a grassier smell. Without stopping, the young apprentice asked Rosepetal, "Is that SummerClan? They don't smell as 'yucky' as SpringClan did." — #chicks
=trouble08:04 Sat May 27 2017
Asoenflower felt the gaze of someone on her, her pelt tingling slightly. The deputy flicked her tail and cast her gsze over her shoulder to meet the gaze of Ravenwing.
Rosepetal gave a small jump, more like a skip as they reached the border. She was met by a hostile patrol led by Skinkfang, the supposed new deputy. "Yes," she said slowly. My name isLord Voldemort 09:11, May 27, 2017 (UTC)
Ravenwing saw that he caught Aspenflower's attention and mentally blanked. Now what genius? His inner monologue asked. The pointed tom just flashed an awkward smile at the deputy in hopes that he didn't look too nervous.
Sycamorepaw stayed behind her mentor when she saw the large SummerClan cats. The apprentice was pretty much thrown in the deep end as she didn't know how to properly fight if things turned sour. She hoped that her mentor would handle the situation well. — #chicks
=trouble09:58 Sat May 27 2017
Aspenflower could sense the tom didn't know much about interaction and couldn't but laugh. She straightened her thick pely before trotting over.
Rosepetal dipped her head to the deputy. Why would SummerClan choose the troublemaking warrior as deputy?My name isLord Voldemort 22:33, May 27, 2017 (UTC)
Ravenwing saw that his awkward social skills in fact brought the deputy over. The tom sat up from his previous posture as Aspenflower trotted over. He stayed a little quiet as she did.
Sycamorepaw flattened herself to the leaf-litter as Rosepetal talked to the SummerClan deputy. The apprentice was still scared, but, her curiosity was starting to grow as she sat there. — #chicks
=trouble22:49 Sat May 27 2017
Morningpaw paced around camp, a bored expression on his face. ~Patchfeather~ 20:02, May 28, 2017 (UTC)
Pollenpaw looked around, her yellow eyes bright and wide as she took in the sights of the camp. She stretched, letting her paws stretch out as she opened her jaws in a long yawn. Flicking an ear, she sat up straighter and kneaded the ground with her paws, itching for something to do. apolloherecomesjustice!21:07 Sun Jun 4
Morningpaw gave up pacing and sat down, looking dull. He twitched slightly. What is wrong with me lately? He had been feeling off, he snapped a lot more because everything seemed a million times more annoying than ever before, he felt tired most of the time and wanted to murder someone. It must be a full moon. A thought he hated came to his mind; a thought that appeared often. Was he angry because he was blind? Most cats, besides Dapplepaw, seemed to think he was weaker and lesser than everyone else, even though he was just as good as them, maybe better! Shut up, mind! You're stupid!" ~Patchfeather~ 20:49, June 6, 2017 (UTC)
Pollenpaw turned around, spotted Morningpaw, and immediately started to skip over. "Hi!" she chirruped, waving her tail. "What's up?" - apolloherecomesjustice!22:22 Tue Jun 6
Oh great. Morningpaw groaned inwardly. Someone else to laugh at my dumb eyes. "What do you want?" he asked, as kind as he possibly could at the moment. ~Patchfeather~ 00:36, June 7, 2017 (UTC)
"I just saw you walking around, and I thought I might talk to you." Pollenpaw suddenly felt nervous and awkward, a feeling she usually got when she spoke to someone. "I-I mean, unless you want to be left alone, that's fine. I get that." apolloherecomesjustice!00:42 Wed Jun 7
"I don't care what you do, go, stay, if you please," Morningpaw mewed, sounding more relaxed. He tried to sound confusing - did he want her to stay or go? He didn't even know. ~Patchfeather~ 00:50, June 7, 2017 (UTC)
(ive been sooo busy)Orchidsnow sat alone again, Aspenflower had been with Ravenwing again. That warrior was an odd one..getting the deputy's attention. My name isLord Voldemort 00:58, June 7, 2017 (UTC)
"...I guess I'll stay." Pollenpaw took a seat. "How have things been going?" she asked, still feeling awkward as hell but trying to distract herself from it. apolloherecomesjustice!01:10 Wed Jun 7
"I have no idea, not that good, I assume," Morningpaw sighed, reciting his recent fights with Orchidsnow. "What about you?" ~Patchfeather~ 01:13, June 7, 2017 (UTC)
"Okay, I guess." Pollenpaw rubbed her eyes, looking a bit tired. "I haven't seen my siblings in a while. Maybe they've gone out hunting without me or something." She twitched her whiskers. apolloherecomesjustice!11:14 Wed Jun 7
"Maybe," Morningpaw flicked his ears, listening to the camp for Pollenpaw's siblings but hearing nothing in particular. "Why don't you go look for them?" ~Patchfeather~ 14:16, June 7, 2017 (UTC)
Pollenpaw seemed to perk up, her eyes brightening. "Good idea! I'll go do that!" She quickly whirled around and sped off out of the camp, on a hunt for her siblings. She was confident they hadn't gone very far; with any luck, they'd probably be together in the same spot. apolloherecomesjustice!02:27 Thu Jun 8
"Okay, bye," Morningpaw waved his tail in farewell, feeling a little brighter. He kinda helped Pollenpaw, right? She might find her siblings now... he didn't know if what he said was helpful or not, but it felt good at least! It made him feel oddly fulfilled. He realized he liked helping cats, maybe he could help the medicine cat sometimes, or help the queens watch their kits. (now that he feels kinda happy someone must bring him down) ~Patchfeather~ 03:32, June 8, 2017 (UTC)
Pollenpaw soon broke into a jog, weaving around the tall trees as she went on her search. She inhaled deeply, wondering whether they'd planned to come back later or if they were still outside at that moment. She soon slowed her pace, growing short of breath, and finally came to a stop. She'd come quite a ways from the camp and decided to sniff around before she went further. apolloherecomesjustice!12:49 Sun Jun 18
Dipperpaw had been out all day, wandering around the territory and hunting to her hwarts content. Now she lay in a small patch of grass dozing and catching her breath. Meanwhile, Swiftpaw sits in camp cleaing his gorgeously long and sleek pelt. He had cleaned it two times before now he was making sure it was completely clean. As he went to stand up somebody bowled him over, a cloud of dust flying up around him. "Hey watch it you freak!" He growled. My name isLord Voldemort 20:06, June 18, 2017 (UTC)