camp PULL AT THE CHAINS [ warrior vigil ]

[claythorn]

Claythorn walked away from the meeting with a pawful of emotions. One- she was stuck on vigil with Otterbite, who she had an unmentioned business agreement with. Two- she was a real Riverclanner, now. No one could doubt her. She wasn't handed a name- she earned it. She earned it, with blood on her flank and a claw in the water. Claythorn exhaled softly as the sun slowly began to dip beneath the cover of night, mistmatched golden eyes flicking about camp as she settled into the center, neatly tucking her tail over her paws.

She had become used to being... in motion. Everyday, it was training, constantly running through social relations, through drills of battle, fishing training- her head had spun with it at first, but became easy like instincts after a while. Unfortunately, the social aspect of it all seemed to fail upon her. Not a lot of friends, a lot more unspoken agreements. Eyes flicked towards Otterbite, for he was sure to be near somewhere in his own vigil, before shifting away. If anyone approached, she twitched and ear in greeting- speaking was not an option tonight.

If no one approached- she was okay with that too- it gave her moments to breathe. As long as Otterbite kept his trap shut, all would be well tonight.

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• CLAYTHORN she/her, warrior of riverclan, eleven moons.
  ⭃ LH chocolate torbie with mismatched golden eyes, scars across her right cheek and over her left ear. cold exterior and threatening glares, built for stamina/battle and not swimming (tall/muscled)
  ⭃ mentored by darkbranch (npc) / / mentoring no one
  ⭃ no current love interest / / only child
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
  ⭃ penned by dallas ↛ dallasofnines on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
  

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[SWIFTFIRE]

I'VE LEARNED LOVE IS LIKE A BRICK — Swiftfire hadn't really thought much of the newest addition to the warrior code, though ultimately she knew that was because it wasn't really for her. It was meant to be an addition for the apprentices and newest warriors of the clans - the ones that needed to think about their place in everything. To accept the responsibility that was being placed on their shoulders through more than just words. The queen knew that it was a good thing to have, even if it had barely been a minor note in her own mind.

It wasn't until now that she even really thought about it, peering out of the nursery at the silent forms of both Otterbite and Claythorn, their eyes focused outward as they carried on with their new duty. Though it wasn't really that odd to see Claythorn quiet, she did have to admit that it was far more jarring when it came to Otterbite. There was a faint smile on her face as she exited the nursery, not wanting to interrupt the vigil but also seeking another older warrior to chat with. "Maybe we should implement this kind of thing for more ranks than just apprentices becoming warriors. Then we'd have a lot more peace around here." A glance back towards the nursery told her that any kind of complete silence for her soon was unlikely, no matter how many vigils others had to sit through. Even though there was humor in her words towards the others that were still awake, she did manage a respectful nod towards both of their newest additions.

Swiftfire was proud of the both of them, but especially her fellow former colonist in particular.

YOU CAN BUILD A HOUSE ✿ OR SINK A DEAD BODY

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  ✧ shorthaired blue and red tabby chimera molly with green eyes
  ✧ 41 moons old; ages the 1st every month
  ✧ bisexual; secretly mated to hush
  ✧ daughter of lilou and germaine
  ✧ formerly of the ripple colony; loyal to riverclan
  ✧ easy to befriend; desperate to improve the former colonists' reputation
  ✧ "speech", thoughts, attacking
  ✧ peaceful powerplay allowed

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[Tigersplash]

Honestly she's so jealous of the new warriors, only she would find a silent vigil fun but she knows if she had one she'd been trying the whole time to get Foxtail to laugh. Well it was an honor too but she's never been very very serious, she does her duties with due diligence she's a proper Riverclan warrior she earned her name after all but she's still her own cat beneath that all. She wouldn't dare try to pull anything on these new warriors though, Claythorn and Otterbite would serve their vigil and she's proud of them and doesn't doubt their ability to keep themselves together and get through the night. She dips her head towards them respectfully but her attention is drawn over when Swiftfire meows. She's not much older then them, far younger then the older Warrior. She chuckles at the suggestion "Can you imagine a newly made apprentice being able to hold vigil" she grins "They wouldn't even make it to nightfall, they'd be keeling over trying to hold their excitement in" she totally wouldn't be able to, she wouldn't be able to even handle the warrior vigil when she was first made one for Starclan's sake.

"It'd be funny to watch though!" she remarks tone jolly.

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  Tigerplash ✩ She/He, Warrior of Riverclan, 17 moons
  ⭃ A chocolate/cinnamon chimera she-cat with high white and amber eyes
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
  ⭃ penned by Kedamono ↛ @legmeatt on discord, feel free to dm for plots. ​

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