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IVORYDAWNSHE / HER ◆ THUNDERCLAN WARRIOR This is a border stained with blood; this is a battleground, deserted but for the patrols who meet in quiet tension. Ivorydawn walks stiffly behind her Clanmates, her curled ears flicking as some rose-blushed RiverClan she-cat sprawling across the stones...

IVORYDAWNSHE / HER ◆ THUNDERCLAN WARRIOR Her last encounter with a SkyClan patrol had turned bloodthirsty—she'd been the one to alert the warriors to Slatesnarl's trespassing, and a skirmish had ensued with a quickness. She is careful, today, as she picks along the path where the forests...

IVORYDAWNSHE / HER ◆ THUNDERCLAN WARRIOR Ivorydawn pads a few foxlengths behind the patrol, her gaze distant as it follows the river. Warriorhood had brought her newfound freedoms, but she feels aimless somedays without Palefire's guidance and Meadowfur's loud and distracting presence beside...

IVORYDAWNSHE / HER ◆ THUNDERCLAN WARRIOR In truth, she had expected Scarletdust to seize the opportunity. She was brash and a show-off—but no cat could doubt her loyalty… anymore. But the tortoiseshell angles herself in Ivorydawn's path, blocking her from pursuing the intruder. "No. You're not...

IVORYDAWNSHE / HER ◆ THUNDERCLAN WARRIOR She's just returned from a hunting patrol, and her jaws are stuffed with two scrawny mice who'd been tempted from their hiding places by the weather. It's almost warm today; with her fur fluffed out and her body active, she hardly feels the leafbare chill...

IVORYDAWNSHE / HER ◆ THUNDERCLAN WARRIOR Ivorydawn has great disdain for the ShadowClan border. It was here she'd been rescued from her mother's cooling body by Palefire's patrol; it was here she'd lost what remained of her kittypet innocence, under Sneezeduck's furious claws. She's here today...

IVORYDAWNSHE / HER ◆ THUNDERCLAN WARRIOR Ivorydawn's first patrol as a warrior, and she's stuck with Scarletdust. She wonders if Roeflame had forgotten the animosity still sparking between the two she-cats, or if the deputy ever really knew. She is not silent about her dislike for the...

IVORYDAWNSHE / HER ◆ THUNDERCLAN WARRIOR The white she-cat assembles with her denmates before the Highrock, her dark eyes gleaming with turmoil. Somewhere behind her, Palefire sits, proud and confident in her abilities… but Ivorypaw feels a tremble in her paws as she settles in place. I've...

Oh, the scent of ShadowClan rotting away on her tongue is enough to sour the rest of her day. Ivorypaw trots beside @Palefire and @Meadowpaw , her dark glare resting on the ShadowClan warrior's spiked pelt. Stormywing rightfully challenges him, and she can't help but root for the scarred gray...

Ivorypaw is ten, going on eleven moons, and by this point in her training, @Palefire trusts both @Meadowpaw and her to hunt away from her while they're on patrol. She keeps her mentor's location in mind, but the Clan's fresh-kill pile had been meager this morning, and Doepath and Sunshinespot's...

Ivorypaw stirs in her nest, awakened by the sound of sneezing. It's not uncommon, she's discovered by now; leafbare brings sickness the way warriors bring home prey. Still, she sits upright in her nest, her dark eyes round with concern as she realizes who's risen with such an affliction...

Ivorypaw is usually nonplussed by border patrols, and if she had to pick a territory to edge, it would be SkyClan. Though some of her Clanmates spat fire toward the tree-dwellers, Ivorypaw herself had been content to follow Palefire's orders and rub her cheeks against the undergrowth to leave...

Like her Clanmates, it feels off, to be here in a clearing devoid of cats. Their scents, though faded and worn, cling to the undergrowth that circles the great oaks, reminding Ivorypaw of how sacred these grounds really are. Still, her Clan has lost significant territory, thanks to RiverClan and...

Palefire turns sternly to both she and Meadowpaw; the lynx pointed she-cat's light-colored pelt is white as bone under the full leafbare moon. "Don't start any fights, say nothing about how we've been hunting here, and don't mention Flamestar losing a life. Understood?" The white apprentice dips...

Ivorypaw's blow narrowly misses; she can feel the pink flesh of her paw pads graze Scarletpaw's ear fur. "Nice try," the tortoiseshell says, her teeth flashing like slivers of moonlight. "But you'll have to do better than that!" A blow thuds against her exposed flank, and the white-furred...