Creekpaw | 11 Moons | Apprentice | 18/18 | Camp | Mentions Mosspaw [d]; Clearsong, Pebblesplash, Quietshadow [i/d]

The tabby returned Mosspaw’s bright smile. Though their den would be near empty now, it had its perks. ”However, with their departure, we have the seniority bonus over what few apprentices remain.” Creekpaw added, before noticing that the tom’s face had fallen. She followed his eyes to where a trio of cats stood. They seemed to be engaging in quite the heated argument. The apprentice’s ears flattened and she looked away.

”In my experience, it’s best not to question adults. Especially when they’re that angry.” Creekpaw sighed, giving a comforting smile in place of words. After a brief pause, she decided to try and change the subject to get their minds off of the matter. “” Back to the topic of warrior names, maybe? I, personally, am super eager to be a warrior and grow up. I just can’t wait, y’know?” The mollie had begun to ramble and had noticed, stopping herself as soon as possible.

Horsetail|Co Medicine Cat|24 Moons Old|Health: 30/30|Mentions Directly: OPEN|Mentions Indirectly: Mosspaw, Creekpaw, Pebblesplash, Clearsong/Slateleaf, Earthquake, Quietshadow, Mumblepaw, {Stormfang NPC}, Snowecho|Location: Camp

Horsetail raised his head, shaking it, he dislodges a slight covering of snow. Looking up he realized, that with his head outside, some snowflakes had landed on him. His ear twitched, as he heard Mosspaw's and Creekpaw's words. There had been many apprentices in their den, many that had been long overdue with their warriors ceremony. His golden eyes drifting over the newly named warriors, Horsetail smiled. His gaze stopping again on Mumblepaw, he wondered how the apprentice would react to the decision, to make him a medicine cat apprentice. Mumblepaw was old enough to be named a warrior, but instead he would now be an apprentice for quite a long time. Knowing the young tom, he'd probably be complaining for nights to come. At the thought, a chuckle escaped the golden eyed tom.
Horsetail's eyes became pinpoint, when he suddenly heard an argument rising up. Looking over he saw that it appeared to be an argument between kin, Horsetail shook his head. Without Lioncloud to still the situation, he hoped Earthquake could handle it. If need be, he did not mind stepping in, though he was a bit hesitant when it came to an argument between kin. As his golden orbs drifting over the cats involved in the argument, a cold shiver went through Horsetail. His eyes had landed on Clearsong, the tom was acting strange, but that was not the reason Horsetail had stopped. There was a dark shadow around the warrior, a flickering shadow in the shape of a cat. The medicine cat shook his head, maybe he hadn't gotten enough sleep. No, as he looked to his other clan mates, none of the other cats had the shadow around them. Very slowly, the dark sand colored tabby tom turned his head back to stare at Clearsong. It was just the warrior, only him that had the shadow. As he kept staring at Clearsong, the tom knew that he had felt this way before.
In StarClan! This.... this was impossible.... no, it could not be.... a.... a Dark Forest Cat!?
As he came to this realisation, the tom dug his claws into the dirt. His body had gone rigid, as his memories of what had happened in StarClan cam flooding back. Horsetail gulped, as the memory of his death came back to his body. Closing his eyes, Horsetail tried to relax. Letting out labored breaths, like he had been running for miles, Horsetail's body started to shake slightly. He needed to think of something else, now, before he completely freaked out. 'Stormpaw', he said to himself quietly. The name, made warmth and calm spread through Horsetail's body. That soon changed though as the name, 'Stormfang', barged into his head. There was pain in his throat, the place where Stormfang had crushed his windpipe and life. 'Snowecho', thinking on the fluffy white tom's name calmed Horsetail, though there was also pain in his chest, this was better and he stopped shaking.

Mumblepaw | 14 Moons | Medicine Cat Apprentice | 18/18 | Camp | Mentions: Horsetail, Clearsong (ID), Pebblesplash (ID), Earthquake (ID)

Mumblepaw let out a small sigh, he still couldn't shake the feeling that he had missed something important during the meeting. He just hoped it was something that would come bite him in the tail later on. Mumblepaw grumbled slightly, he hoped the meeting would be over soon, not really liking the idea of sitting in the snow. The tom's ear twitch as he heard arguing in the distance, turning his head to see Clearsong, Earthquake, Quietshadow, and Pebblesplash. Show a bit more respect, would you? Mumblepaw muttered, maybe Sunstar and Willowstar would do something about them later. Glancing around a bit more he spotted Horsetail, he seemed to be a slight state of panic before managing to calm himself down. Mumblepaw felt slightly worried for the tom, quickly making his way over to him. "Horsetail, are you alright?" He asked.

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Whorlpaw | 8 Moons | Apprentice | 18/18 | Camp | Mentions: Mosspaw, Creekpaw

Whorlpaw was a bit bored. It wasn't the snow, the snow never bothered her anyway thanks to her long fluffy pelt. No, it was more of the meeting itself. She understood that it was for her fellow clanmates and that she should be respectful and happy for them, which she was, but she also didn't feel like she should be here if she wasn't going to be mentioned yet or not at all.. at least not for too long. Letting out a small groan and looking around the she-cat saw Mosspaw and Creekpaw in their conversation. Scooting a bit closer to the pair to shamelessly listen into their chat, Whorlpaw let out a snort as Creekpaw began to ramble on with her words. Now walking to the two Whorlpaw spoke. "Creekpaw, I didn't know you were so talkative!" The she apprentice snorted.

Mosspaw | 10 Moons | Apprentice | 18/18 |Camp | Mentions: Creekpaw, Whorlpaw (D)

"You're right." Mosspaw said after a moment. "I wish they wouldn't argue but... you're right." With a small effort he tore his gaze away from the confrontation, the unease that gnawed at him quickly evaporating at the change of subject. "I can't wait either. I hope my warrior name is a good one." The tom let out a little sigh and sat up straighter, a bit of lightheartedness returning to his features. "It won't be too much longer, not for you at least. You're the oldest out of all of us now." He gave her a teasing nudge on the shoulder, a lopsided smile on his face.

The grey-and-white tom fluffed up his fur against the cold, turning his head as Whorlpaw came up to them. "Hello, Whorlpaw." He greeted, scooting a little to the side to make room for the other apprentice. "Enjoying the ceremony?" His whiskers twitched in amusement, for he could see she the boredom in her stance. He didn't blame her, he was getting a tad restless himself.

Horsetail|Co Medicine Cat|24 Moons Old|Health: 30/30|Mentions Directly: Mumblepaw|Mentions Indirectly: Snowecho|Location: Camp

Horsetail's eyes had been down cast, the tom focused on calming down so he did not hear much of the chatter from clan maes around him. Hearing his name, the tom looked up slowly, stiff. He then looked into Mumblepaw's face. "Y.. yes, I'm alright", Horsetail said, an unconvincing smile on his face. "It's nothing", he added, shakely. Sitting down, the medicine cat let out a breath he did not realise he had been holding. "It's nothing", Horsetail said again, fake confidence now in his voice. He needed to calm down, no reason to worry anyone for something he had seen. He really needed to find out what was wrong with his eyes, maybe he could go to the moonpool and ask starclan? It might be a good idea to go anyways, since Mumblepaw would need to meet with Starclan anyways.
"Oh yes, congratulations", Horsetail purred now with a real smile. "It will definitely be nice to have three of us now in the medicine cat den, Snowecho still does not talk much, so it's quite boring", Horsetail said, maybe talking a bit more than normal, just to get his mind off what he saw before. "Hope you don't mind being treated like a newly named apprentice, I know you're older already, but there's a lot you'll have to learn", the dark sand colored tabby tom jokingly informed the younger tabby tom.

Creekpaw | 11 Moons | Apprentice | 18/18 | Camp | Mentions Mosspaw, Whorlpaw [d]; — [i/d]

Creekpaw nodded, ”I’m sure you’ll get a name you’re deserving of. A good one, no doubt.” The tabby then smiled again as he noted her seniority in their den. ”Suppose so. You won’t be too far behind me, though.” She quieted as Whorlpaw approached.

”Hey, how’re you?” The mollie greeted as the younger apprentice approached. She smiled as her denmates noted her rambling ”Yeah, me neither. Guess I just got to talking and couldn’t stop.” Creekpaw lifted a paw and covered her face in embarrassment.

(short but my brain isn’t working rn)

Quietshadow | 46 Moons | Warrior | 30/30 |Temp. Camp| Mentions: Slateleaf/Clearsong, Mosspaw, Creekpaw, Whorlpaw, Glade
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Quietshadow glared at "Slateleaf" one more time and walked off. Her tail was bristling, and her temper was rising. The she-cat needed to find Glade. She pushed her way past some apprentices.
"Move! Find somewhere out of the way to gossip!" Quietshadow hissed. Her eyes swept over them, analyzing them. Turning her head up, she stalked toward the exit of camp. Glade had gone this way with a kit or two.
"Glade! Glade!" she called. She wondered how he would react when he found out that Slateleaf had possessed his nephew and spilled all of their family secrets to the clan. Probably not well.

Harefeather~13 Moons~Warrior~18/18~Camp~Mentions: Clearsong, Pebblesplash (ID), Quietshadow(ID), Glade(ID), rest of kin, *OPEN*

Blossomheart~22 moons~Warrior~30/30~Camp~Mentions: Sunstar(ID), Willowstar (ID)*OPEN*

Mumblepaw | 14 Moons | Medicine Cat Apprentice | 18/18 | Camp | Mentions: Horsetail

Mumblepaw listened as Horsetail reassured him that he was alright, but Mumblepaw wasn't really buying it. A frown began to form on the young tom's muzzle as Horsetail said he okay a second time and then a third. 'What is going on with you Horsetail?' Mumblepaw wondered. He wanted to know if the cat was actually alright, but decided to let it go for now, perhaps he would tell him when he felt ready. "Whatever you say.." He mumbled. Horsetail began to speak again, changing the subject. Mumblepaw tilted his head in confusion as the sandy tom congratulated him, then going on about how he'd appreciate another cat in the medicine cat den due to Snowecho being more quiet, and how Mumblepaw would be treated. The apprentice thought for a moment, gathering and thinking more closely about Horsetail's words before coming to a conclusion. His eyes widened as his jaw opened wide. "I'm a medicine cat apprentice?!" Mumblepaw screeched. "How did I manage to sleep through that?" He groaned, looking back to Horsetail.

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Whorlpaw | 8 Moons | Apprentice | 18/18 | Camp | Mentions: Mosspaw, Creekpaw, Quietshadow

Whorlpaw listened as her fellow apprentices greeted her, chuckling as Creekpaw attempted to hide her face. "It's alright, you're excited, I get it." She said to the she-cat before turning to Mosspaw, letting out a sigh as he mentioned the creamony. "...I'm happy for them all, honestly I am. But I can't lie and not say I'd rather be doing something else right now." She admitted. "But hey, how about we all-" Whorlpaw was cut off as she felt a larger body push her away, causing her to lose her footing and fall backwards into the snow. Shaking the snow off her head and turning to the figure, Whorlpaw saw that it was Quietshadow who had caused her to fall. The young she-cat stood, her fluffy snow-covered pelt bristled in annoyance and fury as the older warrior hissed and glared at them before walking off. "Hey! Get back here and apologize to me and the others! I'm not done with you, you elderly excuse of a warrior! Mouse-hearted she-cat!" The insults began to flood out of Whorlpaw's muzzle, attempting to follow after Quietshadow, only to trip and fall back into the snow. Her body thrashing back and forth in the snow in pure rage as she screeched utter gibberish.

Mosspaw | 10 Moons | Apprentice | 18/18 |Camp | Mentions: Creekpaw, Whorlpaw, Quietshadow (D)

Mosspaw let out a short bark of laughter when Creekpaw covered her face with one paw, and shook his head. "Don't worry, everyone get caught up in the moment every now and then." He offered a friendly smile, then turned his green-gold gaze to Whorlpaw, nodding in agreement at her words. He felt happy for, and perhaps a little envious of his former denmates, but now their warrior's ceremony was over. The meeting, and the sitting in the wet, cold snow that it entailed, was beginning to wear on him.

Abruptly, a weight shoved him roughly to one side. With a small yelp he flung out his paws and narrowly saved himself from what would have been a quite embarrassing tumble into Creekpaw's flank. The grey-and-white tom righted himself, staring wide-eyed at Quietshadow as the she-cat hissed at them. Her harsh words and furious glare made him flatten his ears and flinch back. He suddenly felt very small, under the full force of the warrior's anger.

"What did we do to deserve that?" He wondered, slowly straightening once the older she-cat had turned and stormed away. He heard Whorlpaw curse, and turned his head in surprise to see her thrashing about in the snow. The younger apprentice was practically radiating fury, struggling to right herself and swearing the whole time. For a moment, he wished he had that kind of fire. Instead he just felt confused, and more than a little hurt by Quietshadow's actions.

Clearsong / Slateleaf | 20 Moons | Warrior | 30/30 | Camp | Mentions: Harefeather, Sunstar (ID), Willowstar (ID), Olivekit (ID)

Clearsong forced himself to at least lay properly on the snowy earth. He felt Harefeather nuzzle his head, closing his eyes slighfly at the warm feeling. He shivered from over work, it almost felt like he'd been working for days with no rest, however he surprised himself when he shook his head of his own accord.

"We... We can't." He mumbled, pushing himself to a sitting position as he looked over at Olivekit, "I may have started a scene, but there's still a ceremony happening."

I also have to be prepared for Sunstar's and Willowstar's wrath. His ears flattened slightly at the thought.

Raindrop | 14 Moons | Warrior | 30/30 |Camp | Mentions: Stripecloud, Whorlpaw, Creekpaw, Mosspaw, Quietshadow (ID), Pebblesplash (ID)

Raindrop nodded in agreement to Stripecloud. This wasn't neccisarily her issue to deal with, the senior warriors could handle this if it got too out of control. A feeling of impatience curled around her paws, she wanted to finish this meeting before her vigil started. The sound of a shouting she-cat caught her attention.

Rainpaw watched as Whorlpaw yelled after a disappearing figure. Pebblesplash? No, she already left, that would have to be Quietshadow. Guilt flooded the back of her mind as she mixed up her friend with that she-cat. She shook her head.

As Whorlpaw continued to shout, she slipped on some slush and fell into a small snowdrift. Raindrop shot an amused glance to Stripecloud before getting up and padding over.

"Hey, hey. Ignore her, she'll always be grumpy." She soothed Whorlpaw. Grabbing her scruff, she attempted to pull the larger she-cat from the snow.

Turning to the apprentices she tilted her head in sympathy, "Don't let that furball get to you." She chuckled, "She's got nothing but wool between her ears."

Creekpaw | 11 Moons | Apprentice | 18/18 | Camp | Mentions Mosspaw, Whorlpaw, Raindrop [d]; Quietshadow [i/d]

Creekpaw moved her paw from her face and readjusted her sitting position just in time to narrowly avoid Quietshadow’s trodding through. Noticing Mosspaw nearly barrel into her, the mollie hissed under her breath and stood. She bit back a harsher remark, but words still slipped out. “Hare-brain!” The tabby spat, lips curled up in annoyance.

Allowing herself to calm down, she smiled at Whorlpaw’s comments. The younger apprentice lacked the shred of self-control she’d developed, and listening to the words the warrior probably deserved to hear was amusing. As Raindrop approached, Creekpaw nodded a greeting.

”She’s just upset she can’t be in our conversation because of warrior duties” The mollie joked. She then turned to Mosspaw and offered a kind smile. ”We didn’t do anything to deserve it. That’s the point.”

Horsetail|Co Medicine Cat|24 Moons Old|Health: 30/30|Mentions Directly: Mumblepaw, Creekpaw, Mosspaw, Whorlpaw|Mentions Indirectly: Raindrop|Location: camp

Horsetail jumped a bit, when Mumblepaw suddenly burst out. His golden eyes wid, as the younger tom called out. As the tabby tom continued, a smile slowly started to spread over the medicine cat's face. A bust of laughter left Horsetail, when Mumblepaw's words sank in. "You weren't paying attention?", he asked, trying to suppress his laughter. Lifting his paw to his mouth, Horsetail tried to wipe the smile off his face. It was not really successful, Horsetail still had a smile on his face. Clearing his throat, the dark sand colored tabby tom spoke, "Yes, you are going to be a medicine cat apprentice. Snowecho must've seen something in you, because you will be his apprentice." Looking into the den behind him, he nodded to it. "I still need to get some good bedding for you, but you can look and see where you want to sleep", Horsetail said, informing the younger tom.
His head snapped over, as he heard the complaints of some of the nearby apprentices, as Quietshadow pushed her way through them. Horsetail let out a sigh and shook his head, as his eyes followed the she-cat. "Seriously, she used to be a clan cat", the medicine cat said, disappointment and disbelief mixed in his voice. Tapping Mumblepaw on his shoulder, with his tail, Horsetail got up and walked over the the apprentices. "All of you alright?", he asked, looking to them. He did not see Quietshadow really attack them, but better safe than sorry. "You alright, Creekpaw"?", Horsetail asked his half-sister. Looking to Raindrop, he nodded his head in agreement.

Clearsong / Slateleaf | 20 Moons | Warrior | 30/30 | Camp | Mentions: Willowstar, Harefeather

Clearsong watched as Willowstar shouted at the clan cats, his fur prickled along his spine, but he stood in place. He made no attempt to run or hide. No matter how it seemed, it was his body who had started the issues and complaining wouldn't fix it.

He dipped his head to both leaders, when Willowstar paused he looked up. "I deeply apoligise for my actions." He said the sentence quickly, sincerely, not wanting to interject for too long.

He backed up and sat beside Harefeather, crouching down to lay beside her.