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[Redpaw] [apprentice] [male] [Tags: Echothroat]

"Whoops!" Redpaw called to the she-cat that managed to be hit by the moss he had flung. "It's my fault I'm sorry, but..." He examined Echothroat and then added "but aren't you a Queen you shouldn't be near the apprentice's den!" Which, clearly Redpaw was only echoing the thoughts he could not keep to himself... To a much larger warrior.

Redpaw had seen Echothroat around, but never spoke to her. Making it diffcult for him to recall her name.

"I just hate moss and it got on me so I flung it out of the den." He said with a shrug, his fluffy shoulders creating static electricity against his neck, shocking him slightly. "I didn't mean for it to hit anyone." He announced with an odd expression due to the electricity.

Redpaw should have learnt by now, not to irritate warriors. Yet, he would never learn as it seems, due to his already notorious actions.

(Redpaw the snotty spoiled brat that nobody likes in cat form.)

{Maplepaw} | {Tags: Redstream,Redpaw}
She paused to look at her mentor before nodding. "So the other apprentice will be coming along with the hunting patrol today?" She asked as she tilted her head slightly. "Also why only two though? Is something weird happening with the prey Redstream? or is it a stealth thing." she asked as she glanced to her master for an explanation. It was her first outdoor event, her master usually kept her in clan or slightly away from clan to practice her fighting techniques.

In the corner of her eye, she saw moss fly out of the apprentice's den and she quietly groaned "Not again Redpaw..." she nearly put her paws to her face as she saw it hit another cat. She saw the cat talk to the apprentice, but she could not hear what the other cat was telling her comrade, but once she saw him apologize her shoulders sagged in relief before she turned back to the two warriors in front of her.

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[Gullfoot] [Female] [Warrior] [Tags: Ivystorm, and Owlfur] [Mentions: Robinflight]

Gullfoot followed dutifully, joining the congregation of patrols. When Dewstar mentioned that Ivystorm and Owlfur were both in the den, she quickly volunteered, "I'll go check in on them; see if they'd like to join in the patrols" and quickly scampered towards the warrior den.

She didn't know either cat particularly well- she had been one of the older apprentices when they began their training, and her prankster ways led her to spending much more time with Robinflight- but they were closer to her than many of the other cats in the clan, and she figured it would be less awkward for her to interrupt whatever they were doing.

Luckily, when she poked her head in the warrior's den, they only seemed to be flirting. However, whatever Owlflight had said had clearly made an impression based of the giggles; it was an odd time to march in and ask for them, so Gullfoot decided to just call from the entrance, "Hey, guys-" -oh god that was too casual, wasn't it-"Redstream is organizing patrols- we're doing it two-by-two and all, if you want... to j-join in."

Gullfoot was mortified at herself. She should have rehearsed that, made it sound authoritative or something; so rather than stay and directly watch their reaction to being interrupted, she turned around and began to slink back to the patrol discussion.

[Seawatcher] [Female] [Warrior] [Tags: - ] [Mentions: Dewstar]

Seawatcher left Dewstar knowing her girl was in good paws; she took a side exit, heading down to the beach once more.

Unlike her fellow clanmates, Seawatcher only knew how to hunt in the ocean's currents. The stillness and mud of the river's shores were alien to her- and she had no intention of changing that fact. The sea had raised her, fed her through all her hard times, and she knew it better than she knew herself.

As such, it wasn't unusual for her to be fishing alone. On the rocks, she waited, watching the shadows of schooling fish beneath her. Here was perhaps one of the few reliable sources of food for the clan, yet even the ocean had been strained by the clans great hunger. As she patiently sat, waiting for sea life to creep closer, her mind wandered, distantly thinking of choices past.

[Brokenflight] [Male] [Medicine Cat] [Tags: Starlingpaw, Juniperheart]

"Go ahead and check it out- I'll only be a minute." Brokenflight had successfully relocated most of his piles, and was only stuck on the poppyseeds. They had the annoying habit of rolling of their storage leaf. He didn't actually expect it to take him very long to fix; the cats of Finchclan just tended to call upon him when they caught sight of him, slowing his path anywhere. "If I'm a bit late, start heading to the east, and stay on the cliffs, not the beach."

If Starlingpaw was actually volunteering to go out, Brokenflight was going to be the last cat to stop him; despite his prowess in learning, he was shy, and a full medicine cat needed to be able to speak with many cats in a day.