THAT'S MY FLOOR - [council meeting]

[Frostmoth]

Meetings are still a new phenomenon to Frostmoth. What had once been occasional rendezvous among fellow dwellers of the shipyard has morphed into an organized event. A call for a gathering regardless of interest, announcements, and a lot of pomp and circumstance. Where he might have once hung back and chosen to eavesdrop instead, Frostmoth is now at the forefront alongside Pikestar. One of his many duties; to be aware of all things.

And alongside this too now, there is a council for he and Pikestar to preside over and work with. Such a group of cats has been called forth now for a more intimate meeting. A gathering of council members. Pikestar had been the one to suggest this, and Frostmoth is the first to poke inside of the leader's den. He feels his fur prickle with discomfort, but still sits neatly with his fluffy tail tucked over his paws.

He tries to face the council meeting ahead with a sense of enthusiasm, and as the others file in he offers them nods and quiet niceties. He asks them how their patrols have turned out, how prey has been, and how their families are. It's small talk. Frostmoth still hasn't mastered it, but he tries his best anyhow.

After a swell of awkwardness, Frostmoth clears his throat when he thinks he sees Pikestar make his way inside. "Ah, right. So... There is a bit for us to discuss," he begins, uncomfortable as usual "Pikestar wants us to figure out which apprentices and mentors should be paired together. Preferably they should have good synergy. Of course, they don't have to be similar, they just have to be able to work together."

After a brief, thoughtful moment he gestures towards Adderfang and suggests: "For example, if Adderfang in amenable to it, I think he should be paired with Mistpaw. They work well together from what I've seen."

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• @PIKESTAR @Adderfang @PIGEONPEARL @pineheart @Jinglemoon @Peachtrot @Russetfall it's 4am if i missed anyone pleaaaase bonk me
• ★ FROST — he/him, riverclan deputy, 17 moons
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  — longhair black and white bicolor with blue eyes
  — peaceful powerplay ok! all interactions ok!
  
• penned by carat!

 

[pineheart]

✦ Pineheart slips into the den, immediately feeling… cramped. Too many cats in too small a space, for his taste. But for a meeting such as this, he supposes it's appropriate. He's careful to stay hunched, to not knock into any of Pikestar's many trinkets or the roof of the den.

Settling in across from Frostmoth, he waits. When they've all gathered, Frostmoth speaks, and he listens, ears twitching. Mentorship… Well, he's already been mentoring Torrent, although he hadn't given it much thought. But that would be one apprentice squared away. And perhaps… a very small part of him… did not want anyone else to mentor Torrentpaw.

"I'll take on Torrentpaw as my apprentice," Pineheart says, "I've already been teaching him things since we met in the shipyard." He pauses, thinking. "Perhaps it would be a good idea to pair drypaws with drypaws? And good divers with good divers, and so on? So that everyone can play to their strengths and develop them."

haven't had a dream in a long time

see, the life i've had could make a good man go bad

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  PINE, - 49 moons / riverclan + warrior
  large brown tabby town
  adopted guardian of Torrentpaw and Squidpaw / future mentor to Torrentpaw
  healing and peaceful powerplay allowed

 

[Adderfang]

Lately, the future had been weighing on his mind more than he ever thought it would. More specifically, the future of the clan and its young. Once, ensuring the survival of his kits would've been a burden shared between him and Wave alone. While it was no longer necessary, that didn't mean he would hand off his kits' training to just anyone.

It had taken time to warm up to the idea, but now he believed it would be good for them. No, he thought it necessary even now that him and Wavesong had additional duties. Even so, Adderfang had expectations—clear ones—about how his kits should be trained, and he fully intended to make that known to whoever took on the responsibility.

Adderfang sat straight, silent and impassive unless spoken to. His sharp amber eyes moved slowly from one cat to the next as they talked among themselves. It struck him that this was the first time they'd all sat together like this. Whether he was prepared or not, he was here—and ready to speak his mind.

When Frostmoth began, Adderfang's ears twitched at the sound of his name. He waited, giving Pineheart room to speak, before saying his piece. "I agree and have many thoughts on the other pairings," He began, "But to add to that—Frostmoth—I would gladly take Mistpaw." Adderfang saw a lot of himself in the way Mistpaw carried themselves. Maybe that was why he felt such an affinity towards them, and why he wanted to be the one who oversaw their training. There wasn't a doubt in his mind that they could be a strong asset to the clan.

His gaze landed on Pikestar. "And If it's still possible, I'd also like to mentor Rosepaw." No need to mention that he'd already brought it up with Pikestar before. It should be no surprise to the silver tom, but he asked again just to be certain that he was okay with it.

"We have a lot of young in need of mentors, and I know I'm capable of managin' more than one." After being abandoned by her family and then losing a friend, Rosepaw needed stability. Now, that didn't mean others weren't capable… but perhaps he was being a little selfish too. Unlike with Rush and Crescentpaw, he hadn't gotten to spend as much time with her, and from what Wavesong told him, Rosepaw's family hadn't been that attentive in the first place.

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• Adderfang he/him & riverclan
  𓆟 Chocolate ticked tabby w/ amber eyes. Peppered with scars. Deep gash across the right side of his face exposing one canine slightly. Missing left ear.
  𓆟 Deep gravelly voice that might unsettle others.
  𓆟 Would and will kill a man.
  𓆟 Peaceful and healing powerplay permitted. For other powerplays, DM.
  𓆟 Fur smells faintly of river reeds and damp earth.
  
  
  penned by Scarlet​

 

[PIGEONPEARL]

A council meeting, and their first one. Shes settled in to her role of newfound authority quite happily, but its a lack of experience in a group setting that leads her to be a bit attitude-y, tail flicking back and forth in idle motion as she waits for everyone to gather around. Frostmoths first suggestion is Adderfang with Mistpaw. "No objections." she mews passively. She doesn't know very well of the apprentices, and Mistpaw is always elusive, a ghost, passerby. Pigeonpearl doesn't care much for them.

Perhaps it would be a good idea to pair drypaws with drypaws, and Pigeonpearl mutters an inaudible, "Or maybe with swimmers," they don't need more drypaws... Riverclans whole thing was water. "Anyone can learn anything. I don't think we have much options at paw here." she shrugs at Pineheart. These apprentices could take what they get, with how many they have. Its similar to Frostmoths first sentiment, of course, they don't have to be similar, they just have to be able to work together. She exhales as its time for her to speak now.

"... I can take one. Or two." her teeth snap together, eyes narrowing. And I know I'm capable of managin' more than one, and thats the whole reason Pigeonpearl chimes in with taking more. It's hard not to view the other Life Guards as a competition rather than a working unit. With her desperation to prove herself, she clings to all she can take with a claw-gripped hold. "N' they'll be good warriors, too. I'll make sure of it." the way Pigeon says it sounds more like a threat than anything, but she'd never take her training to the extreme. Or maybe she would...? All depends on how willing they are to listen. "How about I take Sharkpaw?" cocky, brash, and... quite frankly, Pigeonpearl finds him annoying... But someone stern, and not to stroke her own ego's flare, and someone who expects nothing less than perfection would be good for him. But thats really all she has to say on the matter, her mouth snapping shut, eyes expectantly on her fellow council members.

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  ( life guard of riverclan, 22 moons )​
  ❥ a short chocolate tortie with curled ears & a curly "mane"
  ❥ mentoring n/a
  ❥ peaceful powerplay allowed but may not be entirely welcomed
  ❥ penned by chuff
  
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[Jinglemoon]

JINGLEMOON, 25 Moons, RiverClan Medicine Cat // He/They // #3b90ff
A long furred blue tabby tom with low white, long pointed ears with curved tips and dazzling blue eyes.
Sibling to ASTRO, Uncle to TWINKLEPAW, ECLIPSEPAW and COMETPAW
Always walks with a jingle in his step! Good listener and ever curious about the world.
Played by DINGO

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Jinglemoon dips his head to Frostmoth as he slips into Pikestars' den behind some of the others, taking up a spot next to Pigeonpearl he'd neatly tuck his tail over his paws as he settled down and waited for the rest of the cats called upon to arrive.

Ears perking to attention when the deputy clears his throat Jinglemoon would listen in first, the first topic at paw was the matter of figuring out which apprentices and mentors should be paired together. The medicine cat shuffled his paws quietly as he listened to what Pineheart, Adderfang and Pigeonpearl had to say first, two things were on his mind all the while. Should... He take on an apprentice too? and who would be the best mentor for his niece, Twinklepaw? He had promised her father that he'd look out for her and as her uncle he wanted to see her be paired with a mentor who would nurture her spirit while also keeping her safe. As for being a mentor himself as the clans' medicine cat he was unsure if any young cat would even be interested, herbs weren't nearly as interesting as hunting or battle training to most cats, what if he took on an apprentice and they didn't like the position? It was a rather lonely job being the sole medicine cat though too and an extra set of paws would be a great help.

"I think Twinklepaw would learn well under maybe Wavesong or Peachtrot-- If either is up for it of course! She's fairly confident in the water and is good at crafting things with her paws too" He remembered back to when they had first arrived in their new home, one of the first things Twinkle had wanted to do was create, he thought Pikestar or even Frostmoth would be good mentors for her as well but given their already demanding responsibilities he didn't feel it was his place to suggest them. Pineheart would take on Torrentpaw and suggested pairing mentors and apprentices who could play to each others strengths as well, Adderfang would take on both Rosepaw and Mistpaw-- Given how many young cats they had in the clan and kits nearing apprentice ages already too, some mentors would likely have to take on pairs. Pigeonpearl suggested she take on Sharkpaw, he had no objections so far as these were all very capable cats and if they felt they could train the apprentices they had named then he believed in their ability to do so.

"Should I also take on an apprentice then? A medicine cat apprentice?"

 

[Russetfall]

FALLING FOR THE PROMISE OF THE

EMPTINESS MACHINE

Russetfall silently slinks in after Jinglemoon like a red shadow, fur prickling with unease. She was never good at one-on-one conversations. Group conversations even less so. A soft huff of acknowledgement leaves her maw towards her fellow council members before she tucks in her limbs and curls her tail around herself.

Frostmoth speaks, and she listens. Green eyes narrow in thought at the mention of pairing drypaws with drypaws and so on. There certainly wasn't any specific harm in it per se, but was it... Wise? She wasn't sure. Pigeonpearl mumbles something that she thinks is in protest of it and Russet finds herself nodding slowly.

"At the very least," She starts slowly, thoughtful. "The drypaws should know how to swim- and be able swim well. We get a lot of rain here, and that can make the currents stronger... If the worst were to happen I'd want to be assured they won't drown."

It's a bit of a morbid thought, but Russetfall had never been one to beat around the bush, really. Her ears flick in Jinglemoon's direction at his question. Stars forbid anything happen to the tom, but it was certainly a good idea. Cover all their bases... That was the whole reason Frostmoth was named deputy after all, right? In case something happened to Pikestar and he lost all his supposed nine lives?

"I think it'd be good for you to take on an apprentice, Jinglemoon. I dunno if any of the apprentices have taken an interest in what you do but it definitely wouldn't hurt in case..." She trails off, uncertain of whether to voice the issue or not. In case he died? Got sick? She'd formed some sort of...camaraderie with him in the moon she was confined to his den. She found it was not something she wanted to think about.

"A-anyways, I don't have any particular preference who I take as my apprentice, but rest assured I'll make sure they're a strong swimmer." Back to the topic at paw, rather than dwell on the worst...

ITS BEEN DECIDED HOW WE LOSE

RUSSETFALL

— Life Guard of Riverclan
— She/Her
"SPEECH", 'THOUGHTS', ATTACK
— A Green-eyed Chocolate Mackerel Tabby With Low White
#8a2c55

 

[Peachtrot]

Let's play like we're children and sing till the moons full

Before the day we turn to nothing but sand

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When the council had been asked to get together for their own private meeting, Peachtrot was elated. Despite being handpicked by Pikestar a few moons prior, they had not properly gotten together all at once ‐ a tragedy in the molly's eyes. While they all took part in their duties and made sure to keep the clan on track, they had never really had a serious conversation about the ongoings of their clanmates. Even she had fallen into a rhythm unlike usual, making herself slightly distance. And that just wouldn't do in Peachtrot's eyes!

Stepping into the den with her usual amount of energy, she had greeted each member with a bright smile, settling closer to the entrance seeing as she was one of the last ones to arrive. Admittedly, she had lost track of time while weaving flowers together, but when she saw some of the council pass by on the way to the leader's willow, the molly made sure to tuck her projects back into her nest – she didnt want to ruin the surprise, afterall – before she followed after them. Happily joining in on the small talk that Frostmoth offered (who doesn't like knowing how their fellow clanmates were doing?), Peachtrot's attention was soon guided to the subject at hand: Apprentice Pairings. There were quite a few young cats in need of guidance and training and, for once, the red tabby made sure to allow her other council members to speak, despite the want to jump in at every moment and word that passed between the others.

It was when her name dropped from Jinglemoon's maw that she perked up, looking towards their medicine cat with bright ocean eyes. "I would be happy to take little Twinkle under my paw! I've seen how creative she can be with all the treasures that the river has to offer and I'd love to show her all the different ways she can use them!" The slightest tilt of her head was given as she contemplated the idea of taking on a second apprentice like so many of the others offered. Maybe it would be best, seeing as the others were offering their paw in double dipping as well. With a determined nod, she continued, "If we need it, I'd be willing to take on a second apprentice as well. Maybe..." A pause, her gaze looking up at the den ceiling for only a second before it was brought back down, landing on the gruff father of two across from her. "Adderfang, I think Crescentpaw would be a good match to go with Twinkle and me, if that's okay with you!" Of course, they may not all need to double up. There were still more pairings to be a made, after all! And one in particular that may need more guidance...

"I think you should give it time, Jingle-Mingle! Im sure there's at least one guppy that would be interested in your herbs. Have you thought about putting on a show and tell for the camp? Maybe if they get to see what you do, they'll be more curious~!" Afterall, the rest of the clan didn't get the chance to see how well the medicine cat could deal with injuries and how many cool things you could learn about different herbs and plants. As for the rest of the clanmates who could take someone under their paw... "I think the ones afraid of the water should at least be paired with warriors who have patience. Like Wavesong, Willowburn, or even you, Frostmoth!" The last thing they wanted was for the dry-paws to have even more trouble getting over their fear and having someone who would throw them in the river without a thought for said fears. And she could picture quite a few of their clanmates who would do just that.
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• Peachtrot She/Her
  ❀ A Long Haired Red Classic Tabby with Low White & Ocean Blue Eyes
  ❀ Life Guard of Riverclan
  ❀ 39 moons; Ages on the 23rd of every month
  ❀ speech thought attack
  ❀ peaceful + healing powerplay permitted
  
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[pineheart]

✦ Pineheart listens, thoughtful, as everyone else voices their opinions. He has to swallow an exasperated sigh, though, at the mention of taking on more than one apprentice, of the… eagerness, of youth. He's forgotten how young they all are. Even Adderfang is only about 30 moons, though he is wise beyond his years for the most part. And Adderfang– well, he at least has more experience to draw from, and would perhaps be capable of training two apprentices at once. But the rest? He's doubtful. They seem overeager. They want to prove themselves, but to whom, Pineheart isn't sure.

At length, he speaks again. "Of course, everyone should know how to swim. But I don't see a point in forcing cats who hate water to swim in it constantly, or learning to dive, and the like. We don't have many drypaws to begin with, and I think a few good enthusiastic divers would be better than a horde of cats who despise it. But if you all think it best, then I'll concede." He looks over at Jinglemoon. "I also think it would be wise for you to take an apprentice, Jingle. You won't be around forever."

He looks around at them all now, weighing his words, before finally, "I do not want more than one apprentice. And while I won't stop anyone from taking on more than one, I will say I think it is unwise. Your focus will be split. You will not be able to personalize the training to each apprentice– one may already excel at hunting and another be poor at it, one may learn quick and another slow. Unless you plan on only taking out one at a time? That would extend the length of their training. If you plan to teach both at once, then think long and hard about whether you will be able to give both apprentices the time and attention required," he draws himself a little higher, ears brushing against the roof of the den. "I am not questioning your capabilities as warriors. I know you were all chosen by Pikestar for good reason. I say this only for the sake of the kits you will teach– do not take on more than one only to prove something, for your own gain. Unless you plan to teach selfishness as well as hunting."

haven't had a dream in a long time

see, the life i've had could make a good man go bad

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  PINE, - 49 moons / riverclan + warrior
  large brown tabby town
  adopted guardian of Torrentpaw and Squidpaw / future mentor to Torrentpaw
  healing and peaceful powerplay allowed

 

[Frostmoth]

Frostmoth listens to the RiverClan council come alive with enthusiastic suggestions, volunteers, and assignments. He agrees with some, disagrees with others. But the greatest feeling thrumming in his chest is pride at the camaraderie of council and their willingness to keep RiverClan thriving. Jinglemoon chimes in about taking on an apprentice of his own, and Frostmoth blinks in surprise. How hadn't he thought of that yet? Though he figured it made sense, he supposes that the medicine cat's world opposes his own, and he wonders what sort of special traits a kit might have to possess to be considered for training as a medicine cat. "Did you have anyone in mind?" the deputy asks, letting his curiosity get the better of him.

The topic of dry-paws comes up. He doesn't vocally disagree with Peachtrot's assertion that he would be a good mentor for one- though he doubts that he has the patience for that- but he does agree in one regard. "I agree with Pineheart. Swimming is essential to becoming a RiverClan warrior, but there is no point to forcing anyone to swim. We'd sooner force them to learn how to drown instead." It's a grim remark, but a true one nonetheless. To swim is to be a RiverClanner, but here are other niches to be filled in the clan that don't necessitate aquatic skills. "Speaking of which, Russetfall," he fixes his gaze on the guard "I think Thunderkit would be a good match for you. She's enthusiastic and excited to learn," 'And she also might serve to temper your more irritable tendencies, he thinks. Though Frostmoth can't particularly recall if the kit had been introduced to swimming yet.

However, that's where his agreement ends. "I think that for some select individuals," he begins his counter slowly, unknowingly sparing a glance towards Adderfang "It would be okay for them to double up on apprentices. Those who are meticulous and whose apprentices are well-tempered." And with that he turns to Peachtrot with an apologetic glimmer in his eye "I think Crescentpaw might be better suited to mentorship under Willowburn. Twinkle may thrive more under your undivided attention."

Wanting to further avoid having to meet Pineheart's (likely disapproving) gaze, Frostmoth quickly rushes to add "What about Scalepaw?" he asks the group, and now instead of Pineheart he's avoiding looking at Pikestar instead. His mind is wandering back to when the leader tore into the apprentice for touching one of his belongings in the middle of camp. Right, so certainly not Pikestar, then. "Scalepaw is fairly meek, if not a bit sensitive. Pigeonpearl will have her paws full with Sharkpaw or I would suggest her... Perhaps Coyoteclaw or Smokewreath...?"

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• ★ FROST — he/him, riverclan deputy, 17 moons
  — penned by carat, feel free to ping or dm for plots!
  — longhair black and white bicolor with blue eyes
  — peaceful powerplay ok! all interactions ok!
  
• penned by carat!

 

[Adderfang]

Adderfang's gaze shifted wearily toward the younger council members. It seemed his interest in taking on more than one apprentice had started something. He wasn't surprised when Pigeonpearl piped up—her pride wouldn't allow her to be outdone, and frankly, he respected that. Especially her bold choice in requesting Sharkpaw of all apprentices. That name alone nearly pulled an exasperated growl from his throat.

That boy reminded him so much of his younger self that it was unsettling. If he hadn't already committed to Mistpaw and Rosepaw, he might've taken the sharp-tongued apprentice on just to see if he could wrangle some discipline into him. But, Pigeonpearl was no pushover. She wouldn't suffer Sharkpaw's nonsense, and if it ever got too out of paw—though he doubted she'd appreciate the help—he'd be there.

All the talk of 'dry-paws' was another matter entirely. "There shouldn't be any 'dry-paws' to begin with. I get that not every cat takes to the water, but like it or not, this is our home. You can't take two steps without crossing a stream or a river, and our prey pile majorly consists of fish."

He huffs, his tail giving a short, annoyed flick. "It's a hazard not to have at least basic swimming skills. But I suppose that's a discussion for another day." Or for when someone slips on a soggy bank and swallows a lungful of water.

Peachtrot's request caught him a little off guard. She wanted Crescentpaw? He hesitated, jaw parting uselessly. "Uh… well—" Stars, how was he supposed to put this gently? Crescentpaw was clever, more than most her age, and sweet as honey, but that was exactly why he worried a mentor like Peachtrot would get walked all over. He respected her for all the work she put in, but Adder would be lying if he said her naivety didn't irritate him a little.

He was spared the awkwardness of fumbling through an excuse when Pineheart spoke up. The older tom's opposition to taking extra apprentices might extend to him, but he's thankful for the interjection. "Of course, Pineheart. Those we'll be responsible for deserve nothing less than full dedication." That said... "I understood the burden when I made this decision. I won't be changing my mind." So far, no one else had given him any good reasons why he shouldn't. Might be selfish of him to wave off those concerns, but Adderfang knows what he's getting into. It would've been no different if he hadn't become a part of RiverClan. Crescentpaw and Rushpaw would've received the same training he was about to impart.

He would bear the extra work and responsibility that came from his choice. Mistpaw and Rosepaw would get nothing but the very best from him, that he promised.

Then came the suggestion of Willowburn for Crescentpaw. Adderfang sat with the idea, weighing what he knew about the warrior. She was patient with the younger cats, and a skilled swimmer. More importantly, she was kind but not to the point of being blinded by sentiment.

"Hm. Yes," He said at last, offering a small nod of approval. "Willowburn's a reliable warrior. I think that could work." He'd need to speak with her to see what kind of training plan she had in mind, but that was a problem for another day. "Coyoteclaw." He answers curtly with a wave of his paw. "Smokewreath is up to his neck in kits right now. We should give him some more time before adding an apprentice to his list of duties." Adderfang knew well what that was like. When kits were young was an important time to be present in their lives. Besides, Hazecloud might need the extra support that he offered. "Also, Jingemoon maybe a kit that's been keen on learning from you or takin' care of others when they're hurt?" He didn't know much about what Jinglemoon did, but he knew it required an interest in herbs and a good heart. There was no shortage of the former in their clan.

___________________ There wasn't a wrong or a right he could choose 𓆟 He did what he had to do ________________

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• Adderfang he/him & riverclan
  𓆟 Chocolate ticked tabby w/ amber eyes. Peppered with scars. Deep gash across the right side of his face exposing one canine slightly. Missing left ear.
  𓆟 Deep gravelly voice that might unsettle others.
  𓆟 Would and will kill a man.
  𓆟 Peaceful and healing powerplay permitted. For other powerplays, DM.
  𓆟 Fur smells faintly of river reeds and damp earth.
  
  
  penned by Scarlet​

 

[Jinglemoon]

JINGLEMOON, 25 Moons, RiverClan Medicine Cat // He/They // #3b90ff
A long furred blue tabby tom with low white, long pointed ears with curved tips and dazzling blue eyes.
Sibling to ASTRO, Uncle to TWINKLEPAW, ECLIPSEPAW and COMETPAW
Always walks with a jingle in his step! Good listener and ever curious about the world.
Played by DINGO

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Jinglemoon would nod in silent agreement when it came to the topic of that every cat in RiverClan ought to know how to swim. They were called RiverClan after all! A lot about their new home was accompanied by the water it only made sense in order to keep every cat as safe as possible for each and every one of them to know how to swim. How they taught this was also important though he agreed as frightening cats who were already afraid of the water would only make the matter worse. "Maybe the clan could benefit from some sort of swimming lessons? In a shallower spot? Something to help those who aren't as keen on swimming to learn in a more safe and controlled way. It'd be safer for every cat to know how to swim but we also don't want to make any fears of water any worse by learning how to swim in a confronting way"

To his delight Peachtrot seemed more than happy to take on his niece as an apprentice, that sorted one pair then! He knew Peachy would be an amazing mentor for Twinklepaw too and he'd give the red tabby a respectful dip of his head in thanks. Hopefully Twinkle wouldn't be too much of a pawful! He was certain that Peachtrot could match her energy though overall. That being said that might be a bit of a challenge to do if mentors started taking on multiple apprentices... The medicine cat trusted every cats' here abilities and judgements so if they thought they could teach two young cats then who was he to say otherwise! But... He did also agree that it was in the best interest to not divide the attention between multiple apprentices especially if they could help it.

More pairs would be suggested and Jinglemoon would listen as the deputy and guard hashed out who would be the best pick mentor for which apprentices. Russetfall with Thunderkit once she became a paw, Crescentpaw with Willowburn and Scalepaw with Coyoteclaw. When Adderfang suggested Coyoteclaw as the mentor over Smokewreath due to the second currently being too pre-occupied with kits the Medicine cat would nod again in agreement though he knew once he was more available that Smokewreath would make for a fantastic mentor!

As for being a mentor himself the others would chime in there as well and he'd listen eagerly. "That's a good idea Peachy-Beachy" He smiled at the nickname she referred to him by "Though I do worry about it just putting the camp to sleep!" He chuckled lightheartedly knowing plants and the like didn't exactly interest every cat, but maybe she was right in that showing the rest of the clan what he did might spark more interest?

When reminded that he wouldn't be around forever followed by Russetfall's way of agreeing that it'd be good he take on an apprentice as well Jinglemoon's eyes would widen a little and for a few moments he'd cast his gaze aside, looking at nothing in particular while being very much reminded of his own mortality, he'd shuffle his paws uncomfortably for a few moments before slowly nodding-- They were right, he wouldn't be around forever and he was the only medicine cat in RiverClan right now, if something happened to him lots of cats would be in danger! And despite his StarClan visit he was certain it didn't come with the perk of being immune to all sicknesses, what if he got ill? Who would care for the injured then? "R-right! That is a good point" He'd shake out his pelt before trying to smooth the fur back down and gain some of his usual bounce back, looking to Russetfall with a smile before then adding playfully "Aww, so you do care~!"

As for who to apprentice Frostmoth asks if he has anyone in mind while Adderfang suggests maybe a kit could be a potential candidate, "Well... Actually I had thought maybe Rainkit? She had come into the medicine den before when one of her littermates got a scratch looking for a herb to help them with-- But I worry too, what if she wants to become a warrior? I wouldn't want to take away that chance" He had heard the ways kits and apprentices played, how excited most were to learn how to hunt and protect themselves and their clan. He didn't want to potentially spoil those dreams for a young cat!