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𓍊𓋼 It isn't targeted. Yet still it targets the tom who was pranked only recently. As dusk falls across ThunderClan's territory, trees painted in dark silhouettes against the pink-purple sky, Falconheart makes his way sluggishly to the warriors' den. It's been another long, tiring day, and he's...

𓍊𓋼 The moment that Stormywing starts to laugh, Falconheart's eyes dart to his cousin. Betrayal courses through him—lighthearted of course, because now that he knows who's targeted him, it is a funny prank to pull on someone. If only it didn't end with his fur in knotted tangles of white and...

𓍊𓋼 The world seems to grow more gray by the moment, darkening day by day. Falconheart isn’t sure what’s happening to him, but it’s been getting worse since Buggy and Littlebird became warriors. His duties keep him busy, but even then the tom finds it difficult to muster much enthusiasm or energy...

𓍊𓋼 To be trusted with an apprentice is a great honor. To be trusted with two is even greater, especially when the two had been reassigned after the deaths of their first mentors. But still, there’s an equal amount of trust held in allowing one’s apprentice to go out with another warrior for a...

𓍊𓋼 The borders seem quieter without an apprentice at his side, but Falconheart has been doing his best to be okay with that. He had been a warrior for months before getting his first apprentice, and then his second. He may be used to sharing his time with two other cats, but doing without them...

█ #49512b █ #C8CE5A █ #8b9c43 █ #d29c58 █ #c8c297 █ #829077 █ #606929 █ #8f6439 𓍊𓋼 Text "Text" ooc: — FALCONHEART ❯❯ he/him, thunderclan warrior ⭃ shorter than average cream tabby with white spotting. seems gloomy and has few friends, but is a hard worker and never neglects his duties. ⭃...

𓍊𓋼 They likely won't pull anything... that had been what Raccoonstripe said when he had assigned Falconheart to lead this patrol. The ShadowClan border is dark in the dying light of day, long shadows cast across the land from the mostly-set sun. High up above, the sky has gone dark, stars only...

𓍊𓋼 When the clan's deputy falls ill, it's then up to one of the lead warriors to take over her duties for the day—and today, it seems that Raccoonstripe has taken the burden of assigning the day's patrols. To be fair, it likely isn't much of a burden for the son of Howlingstar, who had once...

𓍊𓋼 The connection between himself and his mother is something that Falconheart has always treasured, and even more so after Flycatcher’s death. He’d watched her recede into herself, shrink to someone so small she didn’t seem recognizable—and after it all, she’d managed to claw her way back from...

𓍊𓋼 Sunningrocks belongs to RiverClan, but patrols along the rocky shore are still a requirement. Falconheart feels exposed, out in the open like this at an enemy clan’s border, and especially a border so frequently fought over. The setting sun, at least, lends itself to obscuring their trek past...

𓍊𓋼 The cream tabby warrior is awake early as always, shaking the sleep from his shoulders as he makes his way out of the warriors' den. His paws begin to carry him toward the apprentices' den on instinct, before he catches himself and corrects his course to move toward the camp's entrance. He...

𓍊𓋼 Today is the day that will decide his fate. If Littlepaw succeeds, if she meets his expectations and passes her assessment, then she’ll be a warrior alongside his sister; and she’ll definitely pass her assessment. He’s sure of it as he leads her out of camp early in the morning, and even more...

𓍊𓋼 His mother calls for a meeting, and for once Falconheart doesn’t seem too excited about it. His final apprentice is becoming a warrior today; she may be ready, but he certainly isn’t. He’d been so excited, so proud, when Littlepaw had passed her assessment. She had proven herself ready to...

𓍊𓋼 The cream tabby is not looking forward to getting out of his nest and facing the world today. Bugchaser had sat for her vigil last night, meaning that as of this morning, she is no longer an apprentice. She’s a warrior now, and she will have no reason to tag along with him on every patrol and...

𓍊𓋼 The snowy territory is pretty, now that there’s no deadly blizzard raging all around them. Falconheart can acknowledge the struggles of hunting in the wintertime, when prey is scarce and plants are dead, but he can also acknowledge the beauty that settles about the forest territory. He comes...