StarClan Camp

[wickedvirtues]

Originally Posted by Jay-Jay

Mintblossom padded away. She broke into a run, passing trees, brambles. Frogs which shed dispised. She stopped, hearing a rabbit. Shed inched closer and sprang. Shje twisted her back and landed on the rabbit. She purred. She hurried her rabbit and padded forward to find three mice. She launched and killed them each with a bite to the neck. She picked the three mice up and padded over to her rabbit were she buried the mice.

Sparrowheart had followed, scenting the air. Mouse. A decent amount of them. Creeping up in a hunters crouch, she pounced and managed to kill three out of the four mice.

[Deerlie]

Originally Posted by CandyFlossCat

Sparrowheart had followed, scenting the air. Mouse. A decent amount of them. Creeping up in a hunters crouch, she pounced and managed to kill three out of the four mice.

She purred. "Well done!" She jumped at the fourth one and killed it.

[wickedvirtues]

Originally Posted by Jay-Jay

She purred. "Well done!" She jumped at the fourth one and killed it.

Smiling, Sparrowheart grabbed her catches and found herself more at ease.

[Deerlie]

Originally Posted by CandyFlossCat

Smiling, Sparrowheart grabbed her catches and found herself more at ease.

Minty sighed. She missed being in Shadowclan. Her mother was some were out there..

[wickedvirtues]

Originally Posted by Jay-Jay

Minty sighed. She missed being in Shadowclan. Her mother was some were out there..

Sparrow tilted her head. "What's wrong?" She asked.

[Deerlie]

Originally Posted by CandyFlossCat

Sparrow tilted her head. "What's wrong?" She asked.

"Hm? Nothing." She purred. She looked at thee ground. She saw blood. She looked up to see a dark tabby tom smirking. Her death scene, when she died was playing in her head

[wickedvirtues]

Originally Posted by Jay-Jay

"Hm? Nothing." She purred. She looked at thee ground. She saw blood. She looked up to see a dark tabby tom smirking. Her death scene, when she died was playing in her head

"Mintblossom?" Sparrowheart called, seeing her stare down at the ground.

[Deerlie]

Originally Posted by CandyFlossCat

"Mintblossom?" Sparrowheart called, seeing her stare down at the ground.

Cats screeched, fur and blood all together. A thrash of claws and teeth. A silvertabby guarded two kits. Breezekit and Silverkit. They mewed and she pushed them back into thee nursery. She curled around them and saw a dark tabby tom in the entrance. She heard her mate yowl her name. She got up and snarled, flinging herself into battle. She headed mewling and looked to see another cat holding the kits. She snarled but the hufge tabby tom thrust his class at her throat. She tried to yowl,noting came. Instead she was standing with two kits. Silverkit and Breezekit. They padded away and into starclan.
She yelped, waking up from the dream. "Water meets fire,blood spills" she murmerd,

[wickedvirtues]

Originally Posted by Jay-Jay

Cats screeched, fur and blood all together. A thrash of claws and teeth. A silvertabby guarded two kits. Breezekit and Silverkit. They mewed and she pushed them back into thee nursery. She curled around them and saw a dark tabby tom in the entrance. She heard her mate yowl her name. She got up and snarled, flinging herself into battle. She headed mewling and looked to see another cat holding the kits. She snarled but the hufge tabby tom thrust his class at her throat. She tried to yowl,noting came. Instead she was standing with two kits. Silverkit and Breezekit. They padded away and into starclan.
She yelped, waking up from the dream. "Water meets fire,blood spills" she murmerd,

"Huh?" Sparrowheart asked, ears pinning down. She approached Mintblossom, head tilted. "Some sort of prophecy?" She questioned, not sure about how they came to StarClan cats yet.

[BurghPenguin]

The black she-cat known as Cinderpaw stalked around the Starclan camp, watching the other cats happily chatting and the kits playing around. She had been hoping that by now she would have found Thrushkit, but she had not had such luck. Cinderpaw spotted some kits, two very small ones playing with a larger kit. She laughed, being reminded of when Thrushkit and her took on Willowkit, the snotty five-mooner of Riverclan, after she had teased them about playing. Since she had been happiest at the time when she had been with Thrushkit, after her parents left her, and after Stormtail, and before greencough struck the clan, her size was slightly larger than a four-moon kit, but not quite as large as a five-moon kit. She was dragged back into reality from her daydreaming by a ball of moss hitting her left paw. Three sets of eyes peered at her from across the clearing. She stood up and threw it back to the kits, who smiled at her and then continued playing. She laid down and rested her head on her paws, but kept her eyes open and alert. She was happy, watching the other cats.