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Rose || Hollyfrost || She-cat || 27 moons || Warrior || A sleek black she-cat with frosty blue eyes || Hollyfrost is usually quiet, but opens up to whomever takes the time to get to know her.|| Straight || Mother: Snowfrost (Deceased) Father: Ashstep (Deceased) || history (optional) || other (optional)

Rose|| Oakshade || Tom || 29 moons ||Warrior|| A dark ginger tom with amber eyes || Tough, and gets angered easily. But, he will quickly get rid of his attitude when near kits and young apprentices, as he wants to set an example. He likes the idea of having a mate, but thinks he'll never be able to get one, knowing that he comes off as always angry to others. He weeps at night, thinking of his sister- Ambergaze. || Bisexual || Mother: Flowershade (deceased) Father: Thornfur (deceased) Sister: Ambergaze (Said to be dead, although no cat knows for certain) || As a kit, his sister, Amberkit, was always adventurous and daring. When she became a warrior- Ambergaze, she was out hunting with her new apprentice- Heatherpaw. Whilst hunting, a hawk flew above them, and because Heatherpaw was still small, its eyes were on her as prey. Ambergaze fought to protect her apprentice, but was taken by the hawk instead, because of how lithe and skinny she was, and after Heatherpaw told everyone of what had happened, warriors went out looking for her. After they couldn't find her, they gave up, announcing that Ambergaze was dead- Leaving Oakshade to weep in despair. || Recently, Oakshade began to fall into depression, falling deeper and deeper into it each day. Sometimes, he has thoughts of ending his life, but he tries not to think about those too much.

Rose || Heatherpaw || She-cat || 11 moons || Apprentice || A light gray she-cat with light blue eyes || Sweet and gentle, but gets hurt easily. She can't control her emotions, crying for reasons she doesn't know of at night. || Bisexual|| Unknown || She was found by JayClan as a kit, tucked safely in a berry bush. Many thought she would die, for there were no queens and she wasn't of age to eat prey yet, although miraculously, she lived. || other (optional)

Rose || Ambergaze || She-cat || 29 moons || Loner || A lithe and skinny brown tabby she-cat with amber eyes || Mysterious and quiet, never likes speaking of her past to other loners she comes across. || Bisexual || Mother: Flowershade (deceased) Father: Thornfur (deceased) Brother: Oakshade|| As a kit, Amberkit was always adventurous and daring. When she became a warrior- Ambergaze, she was out hunting with her new apprentice- Heatherpaw. Whilst hunting, a hawk flew above them, and because Heatherpaw was still small, its eyes were on her as prey. Ambergaze fought to protect her apprentice, but she was taken by the hawk instead, because of how lithe and skinny she was, and after Heatherpaw told everyone of what had happened, warriors went out looking for her. After they couldn't find her, they gave up, announcing that Ambergaze was dead. || other (optional)

"Oakwind- he fell - fell from a tree. He's pretty badly hurt." Shadowfall mewed hurriedly, out of breath. Hot panic flashed through her mind when she realized neither medicine cats were around to take care of her friend. "Do you know where Dapplefur went, exactly?" She said, tail swishing impatiently. She tried not to be rude, but fear had gripped her and she was struggling enough to remain calm.



Wanderingfrost grunted, swallowing another bite of fish. "You're lucky you woke up before I got my claws on your pelt." he scolded. His tail flicked and he barely looked up at the apprentice as he finished off the last of his fish. "We're going battle training today. I hope you've practiced some moves, I'm not going easy on you." He snorted. The fat tom rudely belched and heaved himself to his paws with a lazy groan. ( your mentor is a pig that hates everyone )

{{ -- ｒｏｓｅ - thanks for joining ^^ I will add. Lostsong will mentor Heatherpaw. You may begin roleplaying cx -- }}

(( Yay!! Lostsong gets to mentor Heatherpaw! )

Oakwind lay on the forest ground, his mind whirling. What if I'm badly hurt? What if I never get to walk normally again? Will each step make me drop to the ground in pain?

Lostsong lazily waved her tail through the air, oblivious to the panic that was throughout part of the camp. She stretched her body over a rock, basking in the sunlight.

( Sorry for the short reply's )

Ashpaw didn't want to imagine her mentors claws on her pelt. Wanderingfrost was old and grumpy, he ought to be in the elders den. She sighed, "Alright, can we go now then?"

((Sorry for short reply I have to go for a bit))

Lostsong lifted her head, seeing her apprentice padded out of her den. She let out a small meow, motioning for her to come over to her. Poor little Heatherpaw. I was like her when I was a apprentice. I've grown out of it, a little. I hide my pain well. Lostsong gave her coat a few brisk licks, waiting for her apprentice.

(Actually, can I bump Heatherpaw's age down? Instead of 11 moons, can she be 9?)

Heatherpaw nodded. "Like what?" she asked. She hated training with the other apprentices, purely because whatever they said, there was always a high risk of her breaking down and crying.

"Fishing would be nice." The apprentice didn't think anyone else would be out to catch fish at the time, and the less amount of cats surrounding her, the better.

Lostsong nodded, setting down her paw. "Do you want to go to Pond Haven or Clarity Creek?" She asked, ready to spring into action.

Lostsong nodded, letting out a small purr. She leapt off of the rock she was perching on, landing on the ground gracefully. She started padded off, her tail held high in the air. "Want to race?" She asked over her shoulder, her eyes sparkling the same way a kit's would during play.

"Hey!" Lostsong yowled, bolting after Heatherpaw. She put on a burst of speed, managing to get only a tail-length behind her. Lostsong's legs started burning, but she took no care. She flew over the ground, her paws just skimming the leaves that laid on the soil she traveled over.

Lostsong let out a yowl, racing in front of Heatherpaw. She sprayed all sorts of items into the air behind her as she ran. Soil, leaves, moss. She wanted to collapse on the ground as she ran, but she forced herself onward.

As an apprentice, Ashpaw had often gone to the field with other apprentices to train. She knew it well, including the best hunting spots around. On the other hand, Ashpaw vaguely remembered going to the silver pit but her memory of it wasn't clear. Going there might be a good place to try since Wanderingfrost had mentioned it. She flicked her tail, "Could we try the silver pit, perhaps?"