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Name:Wicketpaw
gender:Tom
Age:7 moons
Appearance;White with light brown tabby stripes. Amber eyes.
Personality:An idiot who only cares about having fun
Other:Likes mouse

Ellen Mucus wrote: "Reply to this with your Character."

Name: Thistle Paw
Gender: She-Cat
Age: 7 Moons
Appearance: Caramel fur, with dark brown stripes, pink nose, and bright green eyes.
Personality: Lively, as most apprentices, quite Fiery, bold, and annoying at times.
Other: Has very good eye sight, and well-rounded stamina.

(It's beginners, lol)

((RPing starts now))

((Old Camp, Thunderclan))

The late afternoon light fell into the camp, few cats were milling about- partaking in their daily routines. Thistle Paw sat in a patch of grass watching; she had been taken out of her training, thanks to no other but Wicket Paw, who decided that it would be better to get both of them in trouble then just himself.

Wicketpaw was sitting in a patch of grass next to Thistlepaw. His mentor had yelled at him and Thistlepaw for misbehaving and now they were currently waiting for the med-cat to give them mouse-bile.

Wicketpaw rolled over accidentally wacking Thistlepaw

Thistle Paw sighed- not wanting to pay anymore attention to him. The med cat- finally done preparing their Mouse-bile, walked over; giving them the rundown on how to use it again. Thistle Paw had gone through it so many times that she had it memorized.

Once the med-cat finished explaining Wicketpaw started whining "Why do I have to do this? Can't Thistlepaw do it since she's older."

"That's an excuse- your the one who got us into trouble anyways." Thistle Paw said, annoyed. "I should be training not cleaning Ticks of the elders."

"Well it's your fault for being a mouse-brain" Wicketpaw said haughtily. "If you ask me you belong in the elders den". Wicketpaw then grabbed the bile and ran to the elders den.

Thistle Paw shook her head; "Your the mouse-brain" She said under her breath, before grabbing her bile and following him.