Shrewcloud sauntered out of the warriors den tabby pelt groomed and ready for her usual trouble-naking fun days. The molly trotted towards Bluemist, of course, she'd again try to get someone else involved. "Hey Bluemist! Mind joining me for a swim?" The tabby said a mischievous look on her face. She'd visit Morningfire once she got back.
Meanwhile, Salmonstream lifted his head at the cat's call. "No thanks," he said. "I'm just going to check on Asterpelt and Crowfrost." The tabby and white medicine cat said. My name isLord Voldemort 02:13, May 2, 2017 (UTC)
"Okay," Bluemist called back to Salmonstream, padding back into the clearing. "Oh, hey Shrewcloud," he stammered. "Sure, I can join." ~Patchfeather~ 14:00, May 2, 2017 (UTC)
Shrewcloud led the way out of camp, green eyes shining as she obviously led the way to the river. Another swim with the pale tom. He had become sort of like her haven in a way. Someone to talk too. She knew he wouldn't tell anyone. Heck, she wouldn't even tell anyone. My name isLord Voldemort 14:48, May 2, 2017 (UTC)
Bluemist followed the tabby. He was growing more comfortable with Shrewcloud as the days went by, he could talk to her about things, hunt with her, swim, he actually considered her a friend. He hadn't had a friend since... ~Patchfeather~ 19:25, May 2, 2017 (UTC)
Duskstar stalked out of her den with a flustered look, her long fur unusually matted and ruffled. She wasn't sleeping well without her sister in the leader's den beside her, and Dawnstar's failing health kept her from sleeping. The ill twin was always on Duskstar's mind, and feared that she wouldn't pull through. But...StarClan would surely show her mercy, right?Silverstar 20:43, May 2, 2017 (UTC)
Shrewcloud leaped as she neared the water, landing in the small stream with a delighted giggle - almost like she was an apprentice again. "Don't you just the water!" She exclaimed, emerald gaze bright.
Salmonstream, meanwhile, sensed his leader's worry and stood to talk with her. He wasn't sure if Dawnstar would lose another life but he figured talking to Duskstar about it might help. "Duskstar," the medicine cat greeted his leader. My name isLord Voldemort 02:17, May 3, 2017 (UTC)
In the quiet of the nursery, Aspenpelt lay quietly as she watched her kits play in front of her. The she-cat was tense as she watched them, the various memories of her other children playing so innocently only to either die under her care or pass away a moon into their apprenticeship. Aspenpelt strongly believed that StarClan had cursed her to not raise her children but, damn them she thought watching Minnowkit and Sootkit play with Magpiekit.
She was currently the oldest queen in the nursery, and she knew it would be her last time. Aspenpelt had little faith that if she even conceived another litter that they would make it and she knew that retirement was becoming a more likely option. The queen heard Salmonstream outside of the den to a degree, well she thought he was but it seemed he was talking to Duskstar. Aspenpelt looked back to her children with a soft smile - her goal was to make sure that her last litter and adoptive daughter would survive. She would die for them to achieve this goal. — #chicks
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Bluemist slipped into the stream, jolted by the cold, but got used to it soon enough. "Yeah, it's great! I might be a SplashClan cat, but swimming has never been my thing, I'm more like a squirrel. I can jump from one tree all the way to another!" Bluemist boasted, proud of his climbing skills. ~Patchfeather~ 14:37, May 3, 2017 (UTC)
Duskstar briefly looked up at the medicine cat as she passed, her gaze only flickering towards the tom for a heartbeat. "Hello, Salmonstream." She spoke in monotone, hiding away any and all emotion that could possibly linger in her voice. Duskstar pressed on, approaching her anxious deputy, who raised his head quickly.Silverstar 19:57, May 3, 2017 (UTC)
Salmonstream was going to tell her about Dawnstar but thought better of it. The tabby and white medicine cat glanced back at Dawnstar's sleeping form before he began to clean out any destroyed or bad herbs. My name isLord Voldemort 13:42, May 4, 2017 (UTC)
Hickorynose kept his jaws locked shut as Duskstar mournfully passed by. The deputy secretly hoped for positive news on the leader's twin sister, but he refused to prod Duskstar. Besides, by the looks of he facial expressions, there was nothing positive to be shared with him.Silverstar 16:12, June 4, 2017 (UTC)
Burdockpaw followed Bramblefoot around as they hunted, babbling her head off. She just loved annoying her mentor. And it was funny to see him get so mad he missed a squirrel! "Burdockpaw, shut up!" he growled after he missed a sparrow. "That's no way to talk to an apprentice, mr!" he huffed, bopping his brown nose with her tail tip. "Why don't you go fishing?" he suggested. "Okay!" Burdockpaw instantly dashed off to the river. She loved the river, it was so clean, so fresh, she loved the feel of water around her, and fishing was fun.~Patchfeather~ 20:57, June 6, 2017 (UTC)
Raccoonpaw sulked back from his little "outing", chocolate colored fur spiked in agitation. He cast Hickorynose a passively-aggressive glance, which was more of a glare, as he passed by. The deputy paid no mind to the moody apprentice, he felt as if he was above the young tom. Raccoonpaw, on the other hand, was sick of being fed orders from Hickorynose whenever he got a chance to rest in camp. Let that deputy trip and plant his face in mud the next time he went out on a patrol with Duskstar!!Silverstar 22:25, June 6, 2017 (UTC)
Burdockpaw skidded to a halt beside the river, gasping from her intense run. She spotted a trout and without a thought, sprang into the water, ready to tackle it. ~Patchfeather~ 01:54, June 7, 2017 (UTC)
Shrewcloud giggled at Bluemist's remark. "Are you sure your a SplashClan cat?" She joked and nudged his shoulder while standing in the water, herpelt flexing slightly. My name isLord Voldemort 20:15, June 18, 2017 (UTC)