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WindClan's Echo -OPEN-
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Gender: Male
Rank: Medicine Cat Apprentice
Age: 10 moons
Crush/Mate: Forbidden
Kits: Forbidden
Appearance:
Extra Info: none :u
Roleplay Name: Aspenheart
Gender: Male
Rank: Warrior
Age: 28 moons
Crush/Mate: Open
Kits: Open
Appearance:
Extra Info: none :u
[i don't own any of the pictures i used! i found them straight off google heh]
Accepted
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The young tom opened his eyes groggily and looked around the den. "Huh? Mountainrain, Lightwhisper, where'd you go...?" he blinked once more and stretched out his front paws before getting up, the crisp late leaf-fall air flowing through the den at a gentle, yet noticeable, pace. "They must be gone..." he murmured to himself and noticed that the floor of the den was unusually bare. Hardly any herbs were there--did something happen to them? Stoatpaw angled his ears towards the entrance of the den and decided to clear up the few shreds of herbs scattered in the corners of the den. After the useless and withered scraps were in a pile, he began to discard them.
Aspenheart was on a patrol of the territory, sniffing every slightly off scent his nose came across. So far, he had found the smells of a rabbit, two mice, and the patrol from yesterday. Nothing of note, he concluded, though kept up his diligent examination. Of course, he wouldn't rest until every inch of WindClan territory was scanned. But so far, he was tiring of his job he told himself he'd faithfully finish, and had almost quit and gone back to the camp a few times. However, he couldn't just give up as it was, and continued his rather time-consuming task.
[tbh all kitties are nice looking
alSO long post incoming?? wow i did not expect to write that much :oo]
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The medicine cat continued to grumble about how warriors weren't careful and other negative stuff about the clan. Mountainrain was in a horrible mood after finding out the herbal stock was ruined-again. "I'm not even going to bother about getting another warrior to 'protect' me, I can still remember my warrior days enough to fight. I don't need another mousebrain too babysit." The tom spat at the word 'protect' as he stalked out of the camp to collect the necessary items from his seemingly endless list of things that the medicine cats needed.
//Apparently I write a lot in the morning/late at night.
Excuse the typos, i'll edit them out later.
[Now that you mention it, Ceres, Flamingwind does seem a little OP, not to mention that he sounds like he's deliberately trying to hurt Aspenheart at this point. A kick to the ribs can actually be pretty harmful, especially if it's strong.]