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Moosepaw

Interacting with: @Hazelrah & @The Elvenqueen


By the light of the setting sun, Spidernose reassured Honeypaw, and tried to instruct her on how to fight. It was basic stuff, rudimentary. It was also great advice, and Moosepaw admired the ease with which Spidernose spelled out basic combat to the new apprentice. The comfort each of the clanmates offered each other warmed Moosepaw more than the modest body heat they shared. It was still hard for the young tom to completely relax, but he gave it his best shot. A small deep purr rumbled through his chest, barely audible in the gentle light.

In the distance Moosepaw heard a small amount of commotion, as footsteps padded towards the warrior's den. His body tensed despite his relaxed position, but he calmed down when he heard Sunfur's voice. Spidernose spoke with Sunfur, and Moosepaw carefully tookin the conversation. As she left the warriors den, his eyes moved to Honeypaw. She seemed unsure of their position, which was not surprising. She spoke up suddenly, expressing her doubts.

"Although it feels wrong, we should be patient. None of our clanmates will be quiet if commotion erupts, and we have to trust their judgement and fighting prowess." Moosepaw said resolutely. Despite the confidence and matter-of-factness in his voice, he shifted into a position he would be more prepared to rise from, muscles tensing and untensing under his fur. "We don't just follow our superior's orders because we of the warrior code, nor because we think we know best. in this case, we follow Spidernose's orders because we trust our clan. We understand what the potential threat is, and we understand our clanmate's capabilities. I don't think a couple of mangy rogues could take down all our clanmates without a sound. Doesn't that sound a bit ridiculous?"
Moosepaw

Interacting with: @Hazelrah & @The Elvenqueen


The soft light painted the clearing in long shadows, with the reflection of cat eyes the brightest thing he could see. In a hushed voice, Moosepaw heard Spidernose reassure Honeypaw, though that also seemed to fade into the background. The tom watched the newly arrived Maplestream interact with Stonefall, trying to read the body language of the pair. Spidernose’s reassurance about their safety seemed well meaning but empty. Moosepaw wondered why he felt that way, considering his own emotions. Was it meant more for Honeypaw than him? Spidernose was genuinely trying to help Honeypaw feel more safe. That wasn’t the only reason, though he didn’t know the she-cat well enough to ascertain much more than that.

Moosepaw looked at the warrior and watched her flick her tail to beckon him closer. She spoke about being brave and sensible, and he caught on. Had I been thinking of leaving the den and investigating the rogues myself? It's hard to say, but I am tense. Moosepaw let out a sigh to relax himself, and moved closer so that Honeypaw was between him and Spidernose."We'll be fine. We're more than strong enough to handle a couple of scrawny rogues." Moosepaw attempted, but he realized he didn’t actually believe it. It would be much easier once Fernstar, and Blackpelt returned. The bulky tom settled down, tucking his paws beneath himself, and attempted to groom his ever overfluffed chest fur into some semblance of order.
Moosepaw

Interacting with: @Hazelrah & @The Elvenqueen

The bulky apprentice glanced back at Honeypaw as she was slowly woke up. Through the narrow opening of the warriors den entrance, Moosepaw could hear Spidernose approach. She spoke reassuringly to the two of them, sounding calm and collected. He was always impressed by how well warriors handled unique situations, and their ability to improvise. Moosepaw learned quickly during his apprenticeship that they weren’t perfect, but he still had a massive amount of respect for them. Honeypaw moved closer to Spidernose, probably for warmth. The bulky tom could see Maplestream rushing into the camp, and found that interesting. The new apprentice asked what was happening and Moosepaw decided she deserved to know. Without thinking, he spoke up.

"There seems to be outsiders in the camp. Rogues, of some sort." Moosepaw’s voice was a bit strained He glanced at Spidernose with an inquisitive look. "That's all I could gather. Was there more?" Moosepaw felt like something was off about this. It might be paranoia, it might be rational, but it felt unrealistic to devise which of the two it actually was.
Moosepaw

Interacting with: @Hazelrah

Moosepaw stirred, not quite awake and not quite asleep, his mind traversing the threshold between dream and reality. Slivers of strange scents and sights seamlessly stitched together with even stranger dreams. Tense words across the camp at an uneven volume finally cut through the larger cat’s daze, caused him to slowly raise his head. Honeypaw was tucked in the corner where Duskwing had been when Moosepaw had fallen asleep—In the warrior’s den? The soon-to-be-warrior’s memories returned as he rose to his paws. Moosepaw had briefly been woken up and moved to the warrior’s den at the apprentice's suggestion. At first he tried to be quiet and not wake up Honeypaw, but he soon changed his mind. Part of him wanted to let the new apprentice sleep through the night, after all she was exhausted from her vigil, but Moosepaw was hearing strange voices he didn’t recognize.

The bulky tom walked over to the sleeping she-cat with all the grace he could muster and slowly prodded her awake. My turn to wake you up, Honeypaw. We have a situation it seems, so try your best to follow my lead." With that Moosepaw slowly approached the exit of the warriors den and peaked out into the well lit clearing. Moonlight easily passed through what passed for a canopy, leafless as it was. Moosepaw could see clearly across the still snow covered clearing, and he carefully examined the entrance to the nursery and the apprentice den. No cat moved around the outside of either, and so he slowly peeked out further until he could see the strangers he had heard before.
Moosepaw



Age: 10 moons
Gender: Tom
Rank: Apprentice
Personality: Moosepaw is an easily excitable cat that often has trouble thinking through his actions. The bulky cat holds the clan and The Warrior Code in high esteem, and has done so since his kithood. He is casual and friendly with most clanmates, though he has stayed particularly (at times too) formal with his mentor Duskwing.
Description: Moosepaw is big. He a fluffy cat, with thick yet soft fur, and his fur is long enough that it is often too much for him to keep consistently well groomed. But the apprentice is more than just fluffy: underneath the fur is a well built, strong cat. Though not especially agile, he often makes up for it with physical strength and stamina. The bulky cat also has two different colored eyes, one green and one brown.
Backstory: Moosepaw was born a kittypet, and an only kit at that. He had a strange kithood, growing up alone with his mother for the first three moons of his life. When the Twolegs who cared for him and his mother stopped filling their foodbowls, his mother decided that they were better off hunting for themselves. The lazy mice around the barn were easy prey, so Moosepaw's mother assumed they could travel off of the Twoleg's territory for a couple moons and hunt on the way.
Moosepaw's mother was wrong. She was a bad hunter, who had never learned proper techniques while lazing about in a barn full of fat mice she hardly ate. The journey was a hard two moons, mostly subsisting off awful smelling and tasting carrion. Near the end of the journey, unknowingly on the edge of WillowClan territory, Moosepaw and his mother came across a badger. Moosepaw and his mother (mostly his mother) fought desperately against the creature, but it was hopeless from the start. Moosepaw fled after sustaining a heavy injury to his right flank, but Moosepaw's mother was too injured to even flee.
Mate: None
Kits: None
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Autumn Lily


Autumn fingered the trigger as she drew closer to the shade, but it evaporated into the fog. Nothing and no one. A shuddering breath escaped her lips, but the sound of someone quickly crossing the battlefield drew her aim. The sound paused, a shadow came into sight as a flame suddenly bloomed off to her right, while the shadow continued moving away and to the left of her. The fire would outline her against the fog clearly visible from where he would arrive. Hell she might already by visible. Autumn took her opportunity and fired once, trying to predict his movement so as to catch him with the slug in mid air.
Autumn Lily


Hearing the commotion, Autumn didn't hop down from the tree immediately as planned, though she still went through the process of loading the shotgun slugs. She couldn't tell exactly what he had done to the earlier tree, but she somehow doubted it had fallen. Not enough noise. Reaching inward to her aura and her semblance, she activated the second image she had placed. Autumn fell slightly, having to catch herself with one hand as her other arm went out with Twice Shy to steady herself. It made a bit of noise, but Autumn had already planned on making more.

Hopping down from the tree, the sound of leaves crunching followed her landing, followed by a small scraping noise as she stood up. Autumn leveled the shotgun in front of her, twisting it slightly to make the reflex sight run parallel with her line of sight. She advanced slowly forward, happy to be in an area she was used to traversing. Her teenage years spent in forests meant she barely had to glance at the ground to avoid making noise.

The fog was playing tricks on her, dark shapes drawing her eye only for it to be a particularly dense area of water vapor. Finally something came into view and only clarified as she got closer.
Autumn Lily


A small shattering sound happened behind Autumn, followed swiftly by the crack of a gun. The sounds urged Autumn to run a bit faster as she glanced over her shoulder. Noir wasn't visible on either side of the tree, so he was making some other sort of play. Three steps later another sound was made, crumbling and shattering of. . . One of the pillars maybe? It sounded higher up then the first sound. He had made a plan it seemed. The roar of flames behind Autumn caught her attention, immediately worrying that her cover was going to be torched, but what drew her eyes instead was the icy storm above her.

A blast of heat radiated through it, and the air readily carried mist onto the battlefield. A favorable wind carried the mist further in front of Autumn, and it helped clarify Noir's intentions with this play. Noir wanted Autumn to have a hard time attacking from the ranges she preferred. It was a small blow to his own capabilities at range in exchange for a large blow to her capabilities.

Autumn could use her semblance to scout, drawing near him before blinking back to an image and shooting at an approximation of where he was, but that trick would only work once or twice. It cost her more in aura to attempt the trick then it would cost him to block two shots and figure it out.

There was another option though, she could-

Autumn leveled her gun on the tree, center mass, and fired. The gunshot was followed by the crackling of ice this time, and groans of protesting wood. Large shards of ice stuck out of the wood, taller than Autumn was, but decently fragile. Autumn quickly jumped up onto a relatively level shard, her foot slipping slightly before she caught herself and pushed off again. The shard detached with the second impact. Landing on a branch she couldn't reach before, Autumn made quick work of climbing up to the highest point of the tree that still gave her a good view of the ground. A golden aura radiated off her skin as she put an image in this vantage point.

Then Autumn simply hopped down, landing with a roll as she clicked Once Bitten over to its Twice shy form. Quickly she slid two shotgun slugs into the dual barrels, before paying close attention to what was happening around her.
Autumn Lily


The gunshot had shaken Autumn amply, making it hard to think for a split second after. Noir had blocked the bullet with his gun, and looked like he was thinking about how to approach the situation. He decided to try to close the distance to the first image, accelerating much faster than Autumn could.

Autumn quickly stuck her middle and pointer fingers into the side of her left hip dust pouch, feeling around for a quarter-second before pulling out a cool blue ball of gunpowder. She did something similar with her pinky and ring finger to grab a bullet from the pouch nearer the middle before dropping both into the gun's muzzle; the former then the latter

Before Autumn could exactly realize what Noir was doing, he jumped into the air, weapon primed.

That looks dangerous She thought, considering the best approach momentarily.

Autumn hopped down from the tree at an angle, putting the large tree's trunk between the two of them, as she tried to create more distance. She hadn't put the gun onto her back, but instead pressed it against her chest, creating an uncomfortable landing. On touchdown, she reminded herself that she couldn't get too far from her first image, but since Noir didn't know that he would have to remain wary of that image.

Maybe it was just Autumn's imagination, but she thought she heard booing from the crowd.
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