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Elmkit saw Mosspaw and sprinted at him food forgotten. "Can you teach me what you know about being a warrior? I want to be the best warrior ever!"

Mosspaw looked at Elmkit. Finally, something to do! he thought to himself. "Sure," he told Elmkit.

(The Rose Parade is on tv and I'm watching it, so I may be poofy.)

Mosspaw found a stray twig in the clearing and carried it over to Elmkit. "Let's pretend this twig is a mouse," Mosspaw said. "Now watch me carefully," Mosspaw told Elmkit as he got into the hunter's crouch. Then, he pounced on the twig. "Now you try."

Mother Dark

Redfang / Warrior / Redfang is a dark ginger tabby white white on his paws, chest, muzzle, and underneath his eyes. His eyes are light green, and he's on the tall side with a muscular build. His size and serious expression give him a commanding presence, but if you look hard enough you can see the confused young tom that he really is. / Since he has arrived in Pheonixclan with his mother and sibling, Redfang has been the most skeptical of clan ways and often scoffs at the idea of Starclan, but deep down he likes being around cats who are willing to work together and put their faith into something. He's a bit soft-spoken, pretends he's not competitive even though he is, and is smarter than he thinks he is. He could be a good leader if he could get over his youthful arrogance. / Redfang ran from a rogue colony with his mother, Tigermoon, and his brother, Snowstep. They joined Pheonixclan together and have taken on their warrior names and customs. / ☾ ᴀʀᴛᴇᴍɪs ☽

Tigermoon / Warrior / Tigermoon is a powerful brown tabby with amber eyes. Her beauty is not a delicate one; it's in the angle of her jaw, the brightness of her eyes, and the confidence of her step. She has white fur on her chest and toes, and in a stripe down her forehead and onto her muzzle. / Tigermoon grew up in a tough rogue colony and has developed a strong survival instinct that drives most of her actions. When the colony broke out into bloody fights over power struggles and turf wars, Tigermoon decided to make a run for it and search for a better life. She has enjoyed the more peaceful life that Pheonixclan has offered, and has quietly accepted their customs. She has not formed any deep friendships yet, as this is rare for her, but she makes sure to stay on good terms with everyone, which was key to her survival in her old life. / Tigermoon ran from a rogue colony with her sons, Redfang and Tigermoon. They joined Pheonixclan together and have taken on their warrior names and customs. / ☾ ᴀʀᴛᴇᴍɪs ☽

Snowstep / Warrior / Snowstep is a wiry white tom with blue eyes. He looks nothing like his mom and brother, and even his natural expression is more light-hearted. He is quick on his feet and a good hunter, but his fighting skills mostly boil down to running the other way. / Snowstep loves life in Pheonixclan and has believes in Starclan, even though he'd never heard of it before he got here. He's a bit skittish, as his survival method when he previously lived in a rogue colony was to run and hide at the first sign of danger, but he's also surprisingly friendly and trusting of new cats--he seems to think that clan cats are all good people, unlike the cats he grew up around. He acts as a buffer between his family and the rest of the clan and has been helping them adjust. / Snowstep ran from a rogue colony with his mother, Tigermoon, and his brother, Redfang. They joined Pheonixclan together and have taken on their warrior names and customs. / ☾ ᴀʀᴛᴇᴍɪs ☽

"Good job," said Mosspaw, looking at Elmkit. "Now, would you like to learn some battle moves?" Mosspaw asked. There's not really much I have learned, but I hope that this will keep me busy until Silverthorn wakes up! Mosspaw thought to himself.

Mother Dark

Jasmineheart/warrior/A pure white she-cat with green eyes. Her pelt is thick so she can be warm in leaf-bare. She is quite smaller than other cats, being about the size of an old apprentice. She has a large scar on her face./She is endlessly patient, she only gets angry if you extremely annoy her. She can be stubborn and selfish./She is 48 moons and mostly fosters Blossomkit./Pansyblossom

Blossomkit/4 moons/A small tortoiseshell she-cat with amber eyes./A shy, affectionate cat. She has been raised by Jasmineheart her whole life. She believes that Jasmine is her mother. She will most likely stay away from other kits and live in her own little world.

Ebonytail/warrior/A large brown tabby tom with yellow eyes./An overprotective cat. He will guard the kits with his life. He is tough and quite strong but is not as good at hunting. Impatience curses this cat and he will fight until he gets his way. /He is 50 moons and the mate of Jasmineheart./Pansyblossom

☾ αятємιѕ ☽ accepted adding now! Go ahead and jump in if you want.))
"Okay" dawnlight said leading the way out of the camp. "Do you have any clue where they might grow in the territory?"

"Yay have you met Minkkit yet?" Foxkit bounced all over on the way to the mice.

"I think we should go on a border patrol and maybe hunt some more those kits seem a little ravenous" said Darkriver at Cederpaws question. "But first let me go tell some of the others something."
She walked over to Silverthorn. "Please spread the word we need all of the warriors to gather at sunset for a meeting."

forestpaw we are going to discuss it in the RP later on.
pansyblossom accepted I'll add you go ahead and jump in
Heather Chandler I just asked you a question as Darkriver))




Sησω "Yeah!" Said Elmkit. He was happy to be learning.

Ebonytail padded around the camp, looking bored. He groaned, "Starclan, when is anything interesting gonna happen in this clan." He looked around for something to do or someone to talk to.

Just said warriors I'm not sure about the apprentices I guess they should have a say in leader and deputy too))

(Just starter posts. )

- - Tallpine

Tallpine was walking through the trees like a squirrel, letting his tail sway behind him in the breeze. He let his claws dog into the bark a little with each step as he watched his clan mates below. He let a grin spread across his face when he came to realization of how high up he was.

- - Shatterfang

Shatterfang sat under a tree, casually licking her paw and glancing around the camp. Her smoky grey pelt was a little dusty from tripping in the sand earlier, and her paw was a little sore from the fall. She licked wound gently, trying to work out the small irritation in the aching claws.

- - Smallpaw

The Medicine Cat Apprentice sorted herbs outside the den, carefully counting how much marigold, yarrow, and comfrey she had. She was having a little trouble focusing, however, as the sounds of the camp surrounded her. Smallpaw tilted her head to see another pile of assorted herbs, and pulled them over to sort them out as well.