Tazzy-girl

Starlingshadow sat in a cleared spot upon a log in the Thunderclan camp his eyes closed with utter content as he listened to the chilly wind rustle what very few leaves remained in the treetops overhead. The season of Leaf-bare was in full swing now among the territories of the clans, what few prey was out during Leaf fall was now beginning to become less and less frequent as they hid from the chills of the season having stuffed themselves full of food in Leaf fall. His large tufted ears flicked lazily as he took in the sounds of pattering paw steps of his clanmates going about their daily duties and daily life tasks. He lowered his head to lick down some of his chest fur, he trusted his clan to make it through the season just as they have time and time again in all of his seasons in life. Had there been seasons tougher than most? Of course, there have always been especially tough Leaf-bares that truly pushed a clan to its limits. The clan was full of strong sturdy warriors ready to

Wonjayin The curly-furred molly had been peacefully sleeping in her nest when a sudden sharp kick of pain hit her. Her stomach tightened, and she cried out in pain as she woke up. It was time. She struggled to her paws, ears flattened to her skull as she poked her head out of the nursery. Her eyes wandered frantically for Cypresscreek or Pythonpurr, as well as Hydrangeawhisper or Burnpaw. "Cypress? Py.. I need help!" She called out, not wanting to alert the whole clan. But as the pain kicked her again, Mapleflower laid back in her nest, breathing becoming heavy as the contractions came and went. She could only hope one of them was nearby to hear her. Razz Cypresscreek had been dozing- after all, it was the middle of the night- when Mapleflower's gasped call drew her out of her sleepiness. She had drifted off outside of the den it seemed, thus why she was able to hear her sister's hushed shouts. She blinked herself awake, sniffing judgmentally at the time of the night, and she stood

@mariigolds 2897 words @Tazzy-girl 3694 words Turtleheart Oh dear. Turtleheart didn’t realize it until his name was called, but the introverted tom was not ready to be a mentor. At least, he didn’t think he was. Goodness gracious, what did Stonestar see in him that made them think he would be the best choice for Chrysalispaw? One quick glance at the apprentice would show that she had more than enough energy for the both of them… Turtleheart shook out his pelt. Well, he was competent enough in his warrior training, he knew that. He knew what he knew. But to teach, well, that was an entirely different beast. He would have to wear his thickest skin today. Wrapping the thick black coyote pelt tightly around him to ward off the stiff leaf-bare wind, the slender tom padded quietly over to the apprentices’ den. Turtleheart had been awake for some time, having attended to his chores in quite a timely manner, but he had been procrastinating on fetching his apprentice today. Quite unlike him

@starr--bournee 1566 words @Tazzy-girl 2568 words ________________________________________________________________________________ Part 1 Emberwatcher Stoneheart This was crazy, he was crazy... But he had to ask, he had to know. The brawny lynx point had been doing a lot of thinking over the last several days, ever since his last conversation with Emberwatcher. He'd pulled Ryewhisker and Fireflytail aside to ask them their thoughts, who'd merely shrugged their shoulders, told him he was free to do whatever, and promptly returned to their duties. Crowtail had been much more enthusiastic. And now that he had that consent, he was going to ask Emberwatcher something that would change his life forever. The tom located her sitting alone in the camp, her dark paws delicately stirring a blade of grass back and forth between her paws. She looked troubled, and Stoneheart wondered if she was also thinking about their last conversation together. "Emberwatcher?" He rasped. Emberwatcher She was

@starr--bournee 1365 words @Tazzy-girl 2332 words Emberwatcher The red and black molly was laying down with a paw pressed to her mouth in deep thought. Her brows were fully forward her expression intense giving her the aura of 'Do Not Approach' as she was deep in her head. But what was the serious molly thinking of? Patrols maybe or perhaps have ideas for hunting routes to take advantage of the incoming increase of prey to not overhunt in one area. She has been a senior warrior for some time now and didn't mind in taking the lead in tasks for a while now... Nope, none of the above. Her mind's voice was practically screeching why was she always found herself gazing after Stoneheart lately!? Her pupils enlarged as she pursed her lips a soft strained 'hrrm' rumbling from her throat did she just admire his skills as a fellow warrior? Her face began to flush as his face flickered into her thoughts him smiling ever so tenderly as he spoke to Crowtail that one time not long ago. She suddenly