pafp BUY THE STARS ✧ lessons

[RACCOONSTRIPE]

Though the loss of his brothers still weighs heavy on his heart, Raccoonstripe takes some comfort in the newest members of his family blossoming into fierce young cats. He feels particularly close to Moonwhisper’s kits, having spent her entire apprenticeship by her side, and little Meadowkit certainly has inherited her mother’s attitude. The fluffy red tabby she-kit plays near his lounging paws, and he interrupts her with a grin. “Hey, I’ve got an idea. Want to learn about the other Clans? You’ll be able to impress your mom with what you know.” His smile widens at the idea of Meadowkit passing his rhetoric onto Moonwhisper with her tiny, sharpened tongue.

Who better, other than her mother herself, to teach her about the inferior Clans in the forest? Raccoonstripe pats the spot beside him, revealing sharp ivory teeth in a charming smile. “What Clan do you want to hear about first? I’ll give you some options… the stinky Clan, the kittypet Clan, or the fishy Clan?” His whiskers tremble with amusement at his own jabs.

『 out of character. 』 ✧･ﾟ:* 『 about. 』

• ooc: please wait for @Meadowkit
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• Raccoon . Raccoonstripe, he/him w/ masculine terms.
  — “speech”, thoughts, attack
  — 37 moons old, ages realistically on the 5th.
  — mentored by n/a ; mentoring none ; previously mentored Wildheart, Moonwhisper
  — thunderclan lead warrior. gray wolf x howlingstar, gen 2.
  — currently mated to Nightbird.
  — penned by Marquette.
  
  
  lh black tabby with white and dark brown eyes. charismatic, charming, calculating, ambitious, shallow, manipulative.
  
  

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[Meadowpaw]

When the sun was up, Meadowkit was. Today was no exception, she popped out of her nest like a fresh new-leaf daisy. Bright eyed and ready to greet the day with her endless amounts of energy. Unfortunately for her though, a lot of cats did not feel the same about dawn as she did and she had been promptly ushered out of the nursery to find something else to do, something that preferably didn't involve waking up the queens or kits still sleeping. So that was what she was doing now! There is a scrap of moss, likely left over from a warrior building a nest (or at least that's what she tells herself because it sounds cooler than a piece leftover from mossball yesterday) it goes skittering across the camp when she hits at it with her socked paws and she goes running after it. In her mind the moss is a mouse or a squirrel and she is no longer Meadowkit but rather Meadowwhisper (just like her mom!) and she is the best hunter in the whole forest!

She's gearing up for the big pounce when suddenly… "Hey, I've got an idea" her uncles voice cuts through her fantasy like a claw through a blade of grass and grabs Meadowkit's attention. Mossball abandoned, she sets her forest shaded gaze upon the lead warrior. The other clans… impressing her mom… that all sounded great to her! She nods enthusiastically and, with one claw, she hooks the moss scrap and tosses it aside for later use. "Sure!" she chirps as she comes to plop herself down right next to the umber pelted tom.

His descriptions of the clans makes her wrinkle her nose in amusement both at his words and the words that conjure in her head "Arent stinky clan and kittypet clan the same?" she says, already snickering at her own jab not even a moment before the words could leave her tongue. Moonwhisper had admittedly told her a little about SkyClan before, but admittedly it wasn't much actual information and she had been ushered off to bed before she could ask the questions she really wanted to know. "I wanna hear about kittypet clan! she declares, her voice raising a little bit too high as her tail flicks back and forth in excitement. She was going to be so cool and she was gunna know so much more than the other kits! (Take that Sunkit!) and it would all be thanks to her cool uncle Raccoonstripe!

( ❀༉ ) make me feel like I'm set on fire

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  MEADOWKIT THUNDERCLAN KITTEN ; SHE / HER
  LIGHTSTRIKE X MOONWHISPER SISTER TO SCARLETKIT & MOTTLEDKIT
  

  A large fluffy red tabby kitten with a white chest, stomach, tail, muzzle and stripe running along her back. Her eyes are a deep, forest, green and in her pelt one can usually find flowers woven

  ✦ easy in battle + no formal training
  

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[SUNPAW]

Sunkit wasn't too far from Meadowkit with where he was playing... a particularly crunchy leaf under his paw. It flutters in the slight breeze and he springs after it, pouncing on top of it, a keening whine leaving his throat as it falls apart under his weight. No fair! Crunchy leaf was supposed to stay crunchy, not in pieces!

His ears perk up as he hears voices.

Hah! Unfortunately for Meadowkit, Sunkit is gonna learn juuuuust as much as she will cause he comes sauntering over as Raccoonstripe speaks. It's also the fact that Meadowkits voice peaked as she claims to want to hear about kittypet clan- "Eeeew, Meadowkit! Why would you want to hear about that clan!" cause kittypets were supposed to be gross and soft or something, right? He turns bright eyes to Raccoonstripe, his tail swishing behind him as he glances back to Meadowkit, and then his attention is back on the lead warrior. Now hes kinda curious...

But as he sits the urge to pounce only grows... Does he pounce on Meadowkit? He wants to go back to plaaaaying.... Stories are so boring sometimes! And yet the urge is successfully squashed as he sits himself down to listen. Meadowkit is safe... FOR NOW!

𝙽𝙴𝚅𝙴𝚁 𝙱𝙴𝙴𝙽 𝚃𝙾 𝙹𝙰𝙸𝙻 ✧ ☾ ☀ ☽ ✧ 𝙲𝙰𝚄𝚂𝙴 𝙸 𝙽𝙴𝚅𝙴𝚁 𝙶𝙴𝚃 𝙲𝙰𝚄𝙶𝙷𝚃

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  ✶ sunkit
  ✶ amab ,, he/him ,, 3 moons
  ✶ kitten of thunderclan ,, flamewhisker xx flycatcher ,, siblings
  ✶ fluffy red tabby with heterochromia & low white
  ✶ "speech, ee5d6c" ,, thoughts
  ✶ smells like oak & the faint scent of the nursery, floral & loving
  ✶ chibi by pin ,, penned by chuff

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[GENTLESTORM]

'CAUSE SOMEWHERE DOWN THE BANK — The pale tom finds himself outside of his den today and he basks in the warm sunlight that blankets camp, his eyes closed but he's attentive so that no kits would end up trespassing into his den knowing that they were like moths drawn to a flame. The flame being trouble though the sound of Raccoonstripe's voice is enough to make his golden eyes open only to turn in the direction of the black tabby tom hearing as he catches the attention of his niece. He starts listing off the clans as stinky, kittypet, and fishy this is enough to make a snort leave him knowing that this eventually would've been taught to the kits if not by the lead warrior then surely their mother. Meadowkit's high pitched mewl declaring that she wishes to hear about the kittypet clan and Sunkit's reaction makes his smile falter knowing that Sunfreckle himself had been a kittypet, the memory of his late friend makes his heart ache. He uses his snow capped paws to push himself up so that he may stand, Gentlestorm approaches already fixing his gaze on Raccoonstripe and teases lightly "Careful Raccoonstripe... Keep this up and you'll end up with more than one apprentice." He wouldn't be surprised if Howlingstar did end up giving her own son a pair of apprentices, he had trained rather formidable warriors and the healer's thoughts trail to Thistlepaw.

He decides to settle nearby so he can listen to Raccoonstripe's "lessons" and a part of him wishes that he could interject so that he may correct the other that he's wrong about the other clans. He's no fool knowing that the opinions of the other groups would not be swayed in the slightest and Gentlestorm ponders if Raccoonstripe had gone on the journey along with him... Would his opinion still had been the same? Probably not... He will keep his jaws shut not wanting either lead warrior or the mother of Meadowkit to claw off his hears for his "wrong" teachings and opinions.

WHERE THE DOGS ROAM ✿ POR LA CALLE QUE TE LLEVA A CURICÓ

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  MEDICINE CAT IN TRAINING;
  — ✿✿✿✿✿ FLESH WOUNDS
  — ✿✿✿✿❀ INFECTIONS
  — ✿✿✿✿❀ ACHES & PAINS
  — ✿✿✿❀❀ ILLNESS
  — ✿✿✿❀❀ BREATHING ISSUES
  — ✿❀❀❀❀ TRAVELING HERBS
  — ✿✿✿❀❀ BROKEN BONES
  — ✿✿✿❀❀ KITTING
  — ❀❀❀❀❀ POISONS
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  ✿ a longhaired blue sepia tom w/low white and brown eyes
  ✿ gentlestorm is a very warm individual and friendly to those who he meets, he's very social and willing to lend anyone a paw if they need it. he's very patient, caring, and it's usually rare to earn his ire.
  ✿ 54 moons old; ages the 27th every month
  ✿ widowed mate of little wolf
  ✿ easy to befriend/interact with ; hard to anger/upset ; peaceful powerplay allowed
  ✿ "speech", thoughts, attacking

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[RACCOONSTRIPE]

His niece’s enthusiasm is contagious. She abandons her scrap of moss easily enough and flings herself to an open space next to Raccoonstripe. Her giggle supersedes her question: “Aren’t stinky Clan and kittypet Clan the same?” He laughs, using the feathery tip of his tail to flick against her ear. “Aren’t you clever? I was referring to ShadowClan, but kittypets don’t exactly smell the greatest, either.” He smiles indulgently at her, dark eyes flicking up to catch Sunkit’s bright pelt. He saunters over, taking the opportunity to taunt Meadowkit for wanting to know about SkyClan. Raccoonstripe makes a tsk, tsk sound. “It’s important to know all about our rival Clans,” he tells the ginger tomkit, “whether they smell bad or not!”

He catches the coppery gleam of Gentlestorm’s eye from across camp. Raccoonstripe smiles boldly in the medicine cat’s direction. He can practically feel the disapproval seeping from the other tom’s pelt, but—well—isn’t that to be expected? Not only had he journeyed with the other Clans, but he had a soft heart, a medicine cat’s heart. He would never again raise his claws purposefully against a warrior from an enemy Clan, but Meadowkit and Sunkit would be expected to someday. “Sure, why not pile me with apprentices,” he jokes back light-heartedly enough.

With a languid stretch, Raccoonstripe’s grin turns conniving as he bites into the story he wants to share. “Well, kits, if you want to know… SkyClan is the kittypet-loving Clan. Their first leader was Blazestar.” He wrinkles his nose visibly. “Blazestar was a kittypet himself, and he let all sorts of house pets join his Clan without proper training. They used to cross our borders, and we would chase them off. Your own mother chased one off before!” He twitches his ears cheerily toward Meadowkit. “The new leader, Orangestar, is a little better, but she still lets house cats into her Clan. At least they don’t trespass all the time, like they did under Blazestar!” He taps his forepaws against the ground. “They wear collars that make all sorts of noise and scare away prey, and they live part-time with their Twolegs, who touch them and catch their food for them so they don’t have to lift a paw!”

『 out of character. 』 ✧･ﾟ:* 『 about. 』

• ooc: —
• 
• Raccoon . Raccoonstripe, he/him w/ masculine terms.
  — “speech”, thoughts, attack
  — 37 moons old, ages realistically on the 5th.
  — mentored by n/a ; mentoring none ; previously mentored Wildheart, Moonwhisper
  — thunderclan lead warrior. gray wolf x howlingstar, gen 2.
  — currently mated to Nightbird.
  — penned by Marquette.
  
  
  lh black tabby with white and dark brown eyes. charismatic, charming, calculating, ambitious, shallow, manipulative.
  
  

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