ThunderClan: Life Before 2020's Fire

[graves]

"Cloudedsky, huh?" The brown tabby cocked his head to the side, thinking for a moment. The way Briarbranch described her sounded exactly like the type of cat he had always imagined his sister to end up with. Funny, considering part of him had wondered if she ever would. But it looked like she had found love of her own. "She sounds great. I can't wait to meet her," He purred happily. Honestly, Timberpaw was just happy to get to spend time with his sister. She could have been seeing a cat who was his worst enemy and he still would have been smiling. Thank goodness this 'Cloudedsky' sounded like the type of cat that he would get along with. Though he and his sister had some things in common, there were other things that were very different between them-- so maybe she had a different type that she looked for in a mate. The tom felt his ears beginning to heat up again at his sister's teasing. "She was a, uh...loner when I met her. And-- and I thought it might be fun to flirt with her, but it...ended up..." His voice trailed off and he shrugged a little. So far, the newly named Kiwipaw was the best friend in his life not to mention the only crush that he had ever had. "You'll like her. She's super friendly, and determined... she has a really helpful nature..." The tom's voice trailed off as he realized he might be talking too much about her.
　
Kestrelpaw beamed, which was unusual for her-- she normally didn't smile much, having a fairly serious expression on her features. But today was different. She was too excited to hold a serious expression, a calm stance, and another happy smile came over her face. Though her mind might be racing with excitement, her voice-- and her personality-- hadn't truly changed. "Definitely. I was wondering when Gyrestar would start doing ceremonies again, having already gotten his lives and everything." She laughed a little, a smile still on her features. "Guess I got my answer." The she cat cocked her head to the side and thought for a moment. That was the usual thing-- and while normally Kestrelpaw wanted to go big, she decided she didn't want to do anything differently on her first day. This was exciting! And as ready as she was to jump right in, she supposed taking it nice and slow wouldn't do any harm. "Sounds good to me!" Her voice squeaked a little, more like a younger cat's, showing the excitement she was feeling-- along with her stance and expression. For anyone who knew Kestrelpaw, they might have thought something was wrong with her, considering excitement was something that the young apprentice rarely showed.

Briarbranch nodded,"I'm sure she'd love to meet you too." she purred. She felt happy bother her and her brother were doing well, smiling at the thought. "So she was a loner and you brought her to the clans? Sounds like a nice thing to do." but her ear twitched as he didn't finish his sentence,"You flirted with her and? You can't leave me hanging,lil bro." she chuckled. She was curious to meet this 'kiwipaw' one day, to see what her brother was so interested in. She hoped this cat was good for him,a little bit unsure since she was a loner but that didn't cause any doubts in her. She thought no matter where ever you came from, there was always good. "I hope you guys are getting along,yea?"

[sure!]

--

It was a lot to take in, seeing the apprentice so yippy and excited. Last time he had seen her she was cool,calm,and collected. But it felt refreshing to see her so excited too,seeing as he wasn't the only one. "After that I figured we could try at some hunting,if you don't get to tired." he smiled. He remembered when it was his time to take a tour of the territory for the first time. The new scent of grass and the green above him as he walked, how the sun warmed his pelt and made dappled shapes on the ground through the leaves. This would truly be exciting. He stood up and arched his back in a stretch, giving out a yawn,turning towards the camp exit. "Lets get a move on then."

[Post in the territory?]

[goddess of ducks]

@Nighty (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=83)

The newly named Owlpaw sat in the clearing. Everything-- everything around her was changing. Her name had changed, which, although she had known all too well it would, she was beginning to wonder if she was really ready. No, her mind was whispering to her. No, she wasn't ready for this. To be an apprentice? To defend and fight for the Clan, to be willing to give her life in battle, to worry over those things? She definitely wasn't ready.
Though this was long overdue-- she was older then the average new apprentice, at almost eight moons of age now. And Storkpaw...he had recieved his warrior name! Excitement went through her at realizing this about her friend, and her tail began to twitch with interest as she looked around for him. Was Storkflight somewhere nearby? She would have to remember that-- Storkflight. Such a nice name for her friend. As far as Owlpaw was concerned, it suited him quite well! She wondered what her warrior name would be. Owlpaw had only been an apprentice for a day, and was already looking to the future. Well, that was part of her personality.
Owlpaw glanced around once more for her friend, wondering what he thought about being a warrior. She was sure he must be at least a little scared. Wasn't everyone scared when they became an apprentice, or warrior? And from there-- deputy, medicine cat or leader? Surely they must be at least a little bit scared, weren't they? And yet Owlpaw never saw it. Because most cats were pretty good at hiding it, but she preferred to keep her emotions open and friendly, which made it harder for her to hide things like fear. So while it might be hard to tell what some cats were thinking or feeling, with Owlpaw? It was generally an open read. Of course, the young apprentice had never really been too worried as far as what others thought about her went. She hadn't needed to be. But now? With much older cats? She was a little worried.

Storkflight exited the Warriors den. He released a yawn, his brilliant blue hues squeezed shut. As he yawned he padded forwards, aiming to head for the fresh kill pile, but turned the wrong way and began heading for the entrance. He had trusted his paws, but apparently both his mind and his paws had failed him. Being in the warrior den was taking some getting used to. It was located on the opposite side of the fresh kill pile, which explained why he turned the wrong way and had made a complete fool of himself. He just hoped no one was watching. Opening his eyes and very quickly embarrassing himself, he corrected his direction and made way towards the fresh kill pile. He was still extremely tired from having to stay up all night in guard for the camp, as one could tell from his large yawns and groggy eyes. After sweeping the camp over, looking for any cat familiar that might have seen his mistake, his gaze landed on the one cat he was sure would laugh at him, Owlpaw. Giving her a sheepish smile, he approached her. "You uh...didn't see that. Did you?" He asked lifting a black tied paw to rub his ear. Great, first full day as a warrior and he was making a fool of himself. Some big shot he was.... But still, he didn't know too many cats, but he trusted Owlpaw that she wouldn't go around telling the entire camp that he didn't know his way around. Sure she would laugh and make fun of him for a while, but she wasn't like that. That was as far as he knew, hopefully she lived up to his thoughts on her, besides she was his closest friend, he liked to think he knew her inside and out.

[Moonsong12]

Falconkit noticed a slight change in Moonfeather. What's going through the warrior's mind? Although the kit was quite uneducated, she could detect facial expressions. Moonfeather seemed happy on the outside, but there was a flicker of an underlying emotion. Sadness? Despair? Longing? All three? It was possible.

But... it can't be anything too major, she convinced herself. and anyways, she's smiling now. It can't be too bad. Falconkit shrugged, shaking her thoughts out of her mind.

"Hey, do you want to do something else now? Can we check out another den?" She asked aloud. "Maybe the apprentice's den?"
"Sure!" Moonfeather mewed and padded out of the warriors den toward the apprentices den.

[Starfall]

The Eye Of The Storm

Pain. That was all he felt at the moment, an unspeakable amount of pain. He couldn't feel his left paw and he was pretty sure it wasn't supposed to look the way I'd did now. Crooked. It scared him quite a bit, and he had just become a warrior, so of course, with his luck, he managed to harm himself not two days after his ceremony. The silver Tom poked his head into the Medicine cats den, his blue hues shone with worry and hesitance. "Wheatfur? I believe I need your help." he stated as calmly as he possibly could, but his voice still quivered slightly. Jayspot hoped that he wasn't intruding on the medicine cat, he knew how busy he had been recently and he didn't really like the idea of bothering the older Tom because of his own stupidity.

[The Cannibal]

(Oop! Sorry~ <3)
Quailleaf's eyes were distant, the she-cat obviously deep in thought. Her mind drifted to Eagletalon and she sighed. Will I ever find someone like him again? She thought, but quickly shook her head. She was over him, she had to be over him. She was a warrior now, and that was much more important. Training had always been important to her, ever since she'd become an apprentice, then a warrior. Now she worked even harder - Her Clan needed her. And she would be there, she would fight with them in every battle possible. Her head raised at the thought, her chest almost puffing out in pride.

Her thoughts cut off though when another warrior's shoulder made contact with her own. With a grunt, Quailleaf found herself stumbling sideways, trying to keep herself upright. An annoyed hiss escaped her as she whipped her head around to glare after the cat that had bumped into her - Cormorantstone. "Well excuse you." She scoffed, just loud enough for her to hear. Quailleaf twisted her head and gave her pelt a few quick licks, scowling.
It was as if nothing had been there at all, as if she had just walked and that was that, there wasn't a cat there in her way, her mind being much more preoccupied with something else than to bother recognizing that there was a cat in her path, her mind not being particularly good at multitasking it appears. So when her shoulder made contact with the other, she hardly stumbled, in fact, she didn't stumble at all, just kept moving, her head not even turning back to look at the other cat. Well, not until the other cat said something anyways, it plucked at a nerve, causing her to stop and whip her head around to look at whoever had said it, her yellow eyes already blazing even though technically she was in the wrong here. It didn't matter to her. Her eyes fell on Quailleaf who was already scowling at her and easily inferred that this was the cat who had said it.

Snarling, she turned fully around to face the other she-cat, very obviously bigger and stronger than Quailleaf and even making herself look bigger to intimidate the other. "You got a problem?" she practically spat, her tail lashing behind her and already she could feel her muscles tensing up, ready for a fight. But then again, when was Cormorantstone not ready for a fight?

[Gusty]

"Sure!" Moonfeather mewed and padded out of the warriors den toward the apprentices den.
Falconkit let out a small squeak of delight before padding out of the warrior's den. She passed through the clearing, which was basked in a golden-warm glow, and walked into the shady apprentice's den.

Now, this den was pretty large, but definitely not as spacious as the previous area. The balls of moss were smaller than the warrior's. "Soon enough, I'll be here!" She grinned proudly. "I have to wait a few more moons first, though. But when I become an apprentice, ahh! It'll be cool!" Her tail flicked. By now, the pain had vanished.

"Do you remember when you were an apprentice?" The Siamese said aloud, looking over at Moonlight with curiosity.

[Moonsong12]

Falconkit let out a small squeak of delight before padding out of the warrior's den. She passed through the clearing, which was basked in a golden-warm glow, and walked into the shady apprentice's den.

Now, this den was pretty large, but definitely not as spacious as the previous area. The balls of moss were smaller than the warrior's. "Soon enough, I'll be here!" She grinned proudly. "I have to wait a few more moons first, though. But when I become an apprentice, ahh! It'll be cool!" Her tail flicked. By now, the pain had vanished.

"Do you remember when you were an apprentice?" The Siamese said aloud, looking over at Moonlight with curiosity.
Moonfeather blinked.Can I rember? She asked herself as she smiled at the kit."Yes. It was great." She mewed, faking happiness.

[DarcoTheFox]

Dracopaw trotted into the clearing What to do... He thought. The brown tabby wandered around the clearing. Suddenly, he felt his heart skip a beat,as he felt blood tricking down his forehead, out of nowhere, the battle scar on his forehead started bleeding."Um.." He mewed

[Mayflower]

Spiderkit hauled himself up and shrugged his eyes closed as if lost in thought. When he opened them they were glistening with guilt. "Sorry Berrykit." He mewed silently and then he perked his tail staring up at his father. "Ok!" The tom kit squeaked. Spiderkit then balled together some moss from a nest and mewed,"Let's play moss ball now!"


Cherry Cola, Nighty, Spirit

Copperstrike was just beginning to settle down in her nest tired from just padding to the fresh kill pile and back when a pain shot through her belly. She opened her copper eyes with a hiss of pain. She had seen other she-cats give birth but there was always their mate with them. Yewheart wouldn't be here this time. She held back another hiss as a fresh wave of pain wracked her body. Not only moments later a tom lay by her side his calico fur shining sleek in the dim light of the cloudy day.
Then again more waves of pain swirled through Copperstrike's pelt small whimpers coming from the queen's jaws. It felt like moons before yet another kit: this one a orange and white tabby she-kit. Copperstrike's tired eyes were filled with sadness and happiness as she gazed over the two before the last wave of pain struck her and a tan she-kit lay beside her next to the other two. "Yewheart would have loved them." She breathed silently her heart still aching from knowing Yewheart would not be here to see them. She still loved him even if he didn't love her.
"Yeah, let's play! Do you want to play, Spottedkit?" Berrykit grinned and scooped up a large clump of clean moss, clawing and biting at it to form a ball like shape. "C'mon, it'll be fun!"

Dovekit12

[Ashley/Kestrel]

{aA so short, sorry!}
Gyrestar filled with laughter as Antstep snorted and chortled.
"Hey, you and I both know my skull's too thick to crack!" he meowed in a jokingly proud voice, tapping his head. "I think that's why StarClan made me leader; my prized, big head." Gyrestar puffed his chest out as he joshed, on the "cocky" side as he claimed himself thick-skulled.


"Is that so? Is that the truth? That you're leader because of your incredibly large head? Just wait til everyone knows!" He jokingly added, winking. Antstep rolled onto his back, looking up at the sky before looking up at the leader on the ground. "Its soooo cold! Can't wait for the uhm, the next season." He didn't remember the name of it..

[guapathecat]

A gray tabby tom sits in the clearing, looking for the apprentices den. "They all look alike," he mews puzzledly. So he heads off toward one.

[guapathecat]

The gray tabby tom, now named Lightpaw, padded into the den, wondering which one it was. He was new here, so he didn't know his way around. "Hello? Is this the apprentices' den?" called out the tom. He started listening for a reply.

[Momotaro]

The gray tabby tom, now named Lightpaw, padded into the den, wondering which one it was. He was new here, so he didn't know his way around. "Hello? Is this the apprentices' den?" called out the tom. He started listening for a reply.

Goldenpaw glared at the tom from a corner. "Great. A new apprentice, another annoying cat." She mewed scathingly. "Your acting like a kit, of course this is the apprentices den you mouse-brain." The honey coloured she-cat continued.

[guapathecat]

Goldenpaw glared at the tom from a corner. "Great. A new apprentice, another annoying cat." She mewed scathingly. "Your acting like a kit, of course this is the apprentices den you mouse-brain." The honey coloured she-cat continued.


"Hey," yowled Lightpaw, "Don't be mean! All of the dens all look the same, and I just came in yesterday, and I don't know which is which." "And plus, I'm not annoying."

[Momotaro]

"Hey," yowled Lightpaw, "Don't be mean! All of the dens all look the same, and I just came in yesterday, and I don't know which is which." "And plus, I'm not annoying."

Goldenpaw smirked. "In my opinion a cat that comes in a den and randomly starts shouting, waking me up, is annoying." She flicked her long fluffy tail with annoyance. "Now that I've woken up, do you want to go hunting? You woke me up. so you have to come with me."

[guapathecat]

Goldenpaw smirked. "In my opinion a cat that comes in a den and randomly starts shouting, waking me up, is annoying." She flicked her long fluffy tail with annoyance. "Now that I've woken up, do you want to go hunting? You woke me up. so you have to come with me."


"Sure! Sorry about waking you up," adds Lightpaw.

[Momotaro]

"Sure! Sorry about waking you up," adds Lightpaw.
"OK, sorry for being harsh, ill see you I the territory!" She mewed, smiling lightly now. She raced off, her fur rippling in her speed.

[Deerlie]

JaxenAmethyst SpiritFur limped in the clearing holding four mice and two shrews. She limped over the the FKP and pitcher prey down. She limped away and laid in the sun holding her injured paw off the ground

[zinfranny]

Gyrestar leapt atop the Highpeak, the morning sun bathing his tall, willowy figure as he readied for the ceremonies.
''Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey join my beneath the Highledge.'' He sited.

Ludicrous Lunacy
"Remorakit, please step forward." Gyrestar watched the young cat near.
"You have reached the maturity to be apprenticed. From this day and forth, until you become a warrior, you will train tenaciously as Remorapaw. Honeyvenom has proven to be fitting for an apprentice, and will accustom Remorapaw to the ways of the Warrior Code."

Chameleon
"Cuckoopaw, please step forward." Gyrestar watched the tom near.
"This apprentice has trained diligently to the ways of the Warrior Code, and I call upon his ancestors to look down upon this cat as I honor him a warrior's name in turn. Cuckoopaw, do you promise to hunt and fight for ThunderClan to the utmost end of your life?"
"I do."
"Then, in the face of StarClan and ThunderClan's own dominion, I grant you your warrior name. Cuckoopaw, from here and forth, you will be known as Cuckootree. This Clan honours your undying loyalty and kindness."

[Ludicrous Lunacy]

Gyrestar leapt atop the Highpeak, the morning sun bathing his tall, willowy figure as he readied for the ceremonies.
''Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey join my beneath the Highledge.'' He sited.

Ludicrous Lunacy
"Remorakit, please step forward." Gyrestar watched the young cat near.
"You have reached the maturity to be apprenticed. From this day and forth, until you become a warrior, you will train tenaciously as Remorapaw. Honeyvenom has proven to be fitting for an apprentice, and will accustom Remorapaw to the ways of the Warrior Code."

Chameleon
"Cuckoopaw, please step forward." Gyrestar watched the tom near.
"This apprentice has trained diligently to the ways of the Warrior Code, and I call upon his ancestors to look down upon this cat as I honor him a warrior's name in turn. Cuckoopaw, do you promise to hunt and fight for ThunderClan to the utmost end of your life?"
"I do."
"Then, in the face of StarClan and ThunderClan's own dominion, I grant you your warrior name. Cuckoopaw, from here and forth, you will be known as Cuckootree. This Clan honours your undying loyalty and kindness."
Finally! Remora smiled, glad that they had at last gotten their apprentice name. I can't wait to tell Smallpaw... Thinking a silent "thanks" to the leader, Remorapaw bounced off to find their mentor.
(ty binkie!)

[DarcoTheFox]

A gray tabby tom sits in the clearing, looking for the apprentices den. "They all look alike," he mews puzzledly. So he heads off toward one. "Um... Hey... could you help me?" Dracopaw meowed. "For some reason.. my battle scar randomly started bleeding, could you get Wheatfur for me.. please? He paused, then continued. " It hurts to move, and i just don't want it to hurt as much as it did before." Dracopaw layed down and started trying to clear his forehead, where the battle scar was.

[guapathecat]

DarcoTheFox
"H-hello?" mews Lightpaw sadly. "My buddy Dracopaw is hurt in the clearing and needs your help. His battle scar is bleeding and hurting. Can you help?"

[DarcoTheFox]

He saw Smokepaw across the clearing. "Smokepaw, my scar is bleeding again, i just asked Lightpaw if (he/she) could help me, by going to get Wheatfur for me, so what are you up to? He mewed.

[Mayflower]

He saw Smokepaw across the clearing. "Smokepaw, my scar is bleeding again, i just asked Lightpaw if (he/she) could help me, by going to get Wheatfur for me, so what are you up to? He mewed.
"I... um, I can't help you there." Smokepaw's soft voice wavered as he spoke to this injured stranger. "How do you... know my name?"

[DarcoTheFox]

"I... um, I can't help you there." Smokepaw's soft voice wavered as he spoke to this injured stranger. "How do you... know my name?" " I mean, we are in the same clan arent we, and were both apprentices, it would be wierd if i didnt know you name, wouldnt it?" He meowed.

[Dovekit12]

"Yeah, let's play! Do you want to play, Spottedkit?" Berrykit grinned and scooped up a large clump of clean moss, clawing and biting at it to form a ball like shape. "C'mon, it'll be fun!"

Dovekit12

"Yeah let's play" Spottedkit said jumping up.

[Crumbleless]

(@Nighty Cherry Cola . Spirit has decided to have the kits be aged to 3 or 4 moons so you guys don't loose interest ;). So from now on please role play the kits at 3 moons.)

Copperstrike lay down in her nest eyes filled with enthusiams as she let her gaze travel across the den. Kits were playing all around and Copperstrike was as content as could be. There had been a few births since she had had her own litter but the queen barely noticed them happy that she could watch her kits play and be as joyful as ever.

Blossomkit scampered about the nursery her tan fur rippling with movement as she ran around.
The she-kit did this often for no real reason but to do so. Her mind drifted off for a moemtn before she stopped panting. It wasn't something cats did often by she usually did so. She gazed around feeling a need for drama. Ceasing her panting and glancing around searching for something to do.

Spiderkit only halfway accnolaged his mother before throwing the moss ball at Berrykit from his hooked claw. The green ball of bedding bounced softly against his head before falling to the ground. Spiderkit began to laugh before starting to put together another moss ball not waiting for Spottedkit to reply.
MootheBean Dovekit12

[lone]

Storkflight exited the Warriors den. He released a yawn, his brilliant blue hues squeezed shut. As he yawned he padded forwards, aiming to head for the fresh kill pile, but turned the wrong way and began heading for the entrance. He had trusted his paws, but apparently both his mind and his paws had failed him. Being in the warrior den was taking some getting used to. It was located on the opposite side of the fresh kill pile, which explained why he turned the wrong way and had made a complete fool of himself. He just hoped no one was watching. Opening his eyes and very quickly embarrassing himself, he corrected his direction and made way towards the fresh kill pile. He was still extremely tired from having to stay up all night in guard for the camp, as one could tell from his large yawns and groggy eyes. After sweeping the camp over, looking for any cat familiar that might have seen his mistake, his gaze landed on the one cat he was sure would laugh at him, Owlpaw. Giving her a sheepish smile, he approached her. "You uh...didn't see that. Did you?" He asked lifting a black tied paw to rub his ear. Great, first full day as a warrior and he was making a fool of himself. Some big shot he was.... But still, he didn't know too many cats, but he trusted Owlpaw that she wouldn't go around telling the entire camp that he didn't know his way around. Sure she would laugh and make fun of him for a while, but she wasn't like that. That was as far as he knew, hopefully she lived up to his thoughts on her, besides she was his closest friend, he liked to think he knew her inside and out.


Briarbranch nodded,"I'm sure she'd love to meet you too." she purred. She felt happy bother her and her brother were doing well, smiling at the thought. "So she was a loner and you brought her to the clans? Sounds like a nice thing to do." but her ear twitched as he didn't finish his sentence,"You flirted with her and? You can't leave me hanging,lil bro." she chuckled. She was curious to meet this 'kiwipaw' one day, to see what her brother was so interested in. She hoped this cat was good for him,a little bit unsure since she was a loner but that didn't cause any doubts in her. She thought no matter where ever you came from, there was always good. "I hope you guys are getting along,yea?"


[sure!]

--

It was a lot to take in, seeing the apprentice so yippy and excited. Last time he had seen her she was cool,calm,and collected. But it felt refreshing to see her so excited too,seeing as he wasn't the only one. "After that I figured we could try at some hunting,if you don't get to tired." he smiled. He remembered when it was his time to take a tour of the territory for the first time. The new scent of grass and the green above him as he walked, how the sun warmed his pelt and made dappled shapes on the ground through the leaves. This would truly be exciting. He stood up and arched his back in a stretch, giving out a yawn,turning towards the camp exit. "Lets get a move on then."


[Post in the territory?]

The brown and white she cat wasn't laughing. Instead, her expression remained worried-- though the faintest of smiles crossed over her features when her friend approached. "Oh, I saw that alright. Don't worry, Storkflight-- your secret is safe with me." Had she gotten his new name right? She hoped so. There was nothing more embarassing then getting a clanmate's name wrong, and especially someone who had been her friend for so long. Not to mention she was so confident about it too. But she'd been right there! Owlpaw was just... so used to calling him Storkpaw that she was afraid something bad might happen did she try to change the very thing she'd been calling him for so long. Her own eyes were flitting around, as though she were looking for someone.
In reality, she was just making sure no one was looking at her-- the new apprentice was frightened by her rank. As strange as it seemed, she was utterly terrified that something bad might happen were the Clan to be under attack, or some other disaster to occur. She wasn't ready to fight! To die for her Clan! When she was a kit, all of these worries seemed exciting. But now? Was she ready? She knew nothing-- nothing! And she didn't want to join the ranks of StarClan quite yet, because she was a coward...just a coward, that was all she was.
She was scared of what might happen. Scared of the unknown. And who wasn't? Everyone was scared of things they didn't know, but Owlpaw especially. She'd been eager to explore as a kit. And why? Because there was no danger involved! She'd always had a cat who would protect her by her side, willing to fight for her if needed! And now...she didn't know if she would have that. There would definitely be times she was alone. And she might have to learn to stand up for herself, as much as the idea scared her. "What was your first day as an apprentice like?" The feline asked worriedly, the tip of her tail twitching back and forth, hues staring directly at the tom before her.
　
A warrior. Timberstrike had finally made it, he was a warrior. No more training, though there were other things to do for the Clan. He might end up with an apprentice of his own. Too bad he wasn't getting to train... Kiwipaw? That was Apurva's new name, right? He could hardly wait to give her the good news, considering he hadn't seen her after the ceremony, he doubted she had been there. And Briarbranch! Did she know? True, he would be somewhat frustrated if his own sister hadn't been there for his ceremony, but to be fair-- maybe she had been busy. They had their own lives. Their own families, someday... she already had a mate! He could hardly believe it and yet it was true. And now he was a warrior, someday to have a family of his own. Someday to be with the cat of his dreams, the cat that his future would revolve around, a cat that would mean so much to him everything else would seem like...well...nothing. Timberstrike could hardly wait to meet that cat. Then again, maybe he had high expectations. Settling down in a secluded part of the clearing, the brown tom waited for someone...anyone that he knew to approach him, maybe someone who was unaware of his new rank so that he could tell them about it.

[Ludicrous Lunacy]

DarcoTheFox
"H-hello?" mews Lightpaw sadly. "My buddy Dracopaw is hurt in the clearing and needs your help. His battle scar is bleeding and hurting. Can you help?"
(I do not think you have permssion to post here, since you have not replied on The Eye Of The Storm 's thread on healing in ThunderClan)

[~Aesthetic~]

Cherrykit gazed out of the nursery entrance, excitement filling her gaze. She was only halfway towards being an apprentice! She couldn't wait- all the fighting, hunting, battles, gatherings- was just one step closer to being someone important. Not that just regular warriors weren't crucial, it was just that being a leader, deputy, or medicine cat would make her feel like she was really living her life to its full extent. She glanced over at her mother, Copperstrike, and then to her siblings, Vireokit and Blossomkit. Though her eyes sparkled with mischief and her mind was telling her to run to the apprentices, she realized how much trouble she'd get into. She dragged her paws back to her mother, still stumbling a bit as she walked, and Cherrykit's gray eyes met her mom's.
"Why can't we go outside?" She complained, voice squeaky.

[slick]

Ripplekit was surprised when Silverkit caught her. For a moment, she struggled to get Silverkit off of her. Finally she did, and said "You won't get me that easily!". But this time, instead, she jumped on her sister's tail.

Silver let out a smirk and viciously ran in circles flinging her sister off. She let out a laugh and ran towards the entrance to the nursery. She made her way into the camp. "Bet you you can't get me outside in camp!" yowled the kit.

[guapathecat]

(I do not think you have permssion to post here, since you have not replied on The Eye Of The Storm 's thread on healing in ThunderClan)

(where is that?)

[Ludicrous Lunacy]

(where is that?)
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[guapathecat]

He saw Smokepaw across the clearing. "Smokepaw, my scar is bleeding again, i just asked Lightpaw if (he/she) could help me, by going to get Wheatfur for me, so what are you up to? He mewed.

"I just told Wheatfur." says Lightpaw, bounding in from the den.

[Mayflower]

(@Nighty Cherry Cola . Spirit has decided to have the kits be aged to 3 or 4 moons so you guys don't loose interest ;). So from now on please role play the kits at 3 moons.)

Copperstrike lay down in her nest eyes filled with enthusiams as she let her gaze travel across the den. Kits were playing all around and Copperstrike was as content as could be. There had been a few births since she had had her own litter but the queen barely noticed them happy that she could watch her kits play and be as joyful as ever.

Blossomkit scampered about the nursery her tan fur rippling with movement as she ran around.
The she-kit did this often for no real reason but to do so. Her mind drifted off for a moemtn before she stopped panting. It wasn't something cats did often by she usually did so. She gazed around feeling a need for drama. Ceasing her panting and glancing around searching for something to do.

Spiderkit only halfway accnolaged his mother before throwing the moss ball at Berrykit from his hooked claw. The green ball of bedding bounced softly against his head before falling to the ground. Spiderkit began to laugh before starting to put together another moss ball not waiting for Spottedkit to reply.
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Berrykit laughed as a mossball bounced against his head and fell to the ground. The kit picked it up and tossed it to Spottedkit. "Catch!"

[DarcoTheFox]

"I just told Wheatfur." says Lightpaw, bounding in from the den. " Thank you Lightpaw, i owe you one" He mewed sincerely.

[bright !]

The tom looked at the other, slightly concerned that he hadn't gotten up yet. However the concern vanished for the most part when the other tom spoke, and Dunedrifts's brow went up disbelievingly. "The sun tried to.. fry your eyes, and that's why you crashed into me and landed on your back?" he asked, confused, as he regained his center of balance. Tail flicking, he tilted his head at the other tom. "I haven't seen you around before," he commented, looking the white-spotted cat over. It was in this moment that the mouse seized its chance and sprinted from the bush, getting out of his reach the moment he remembered it. "Oh, come on!" the tabby hissed, not even attempting to catch the mouse as it darted under a bush to safety. Great. Now you haven't a morsel to bring back.


“Yeah.. He’s so mean to me!” He averted his light blue orbs back to the other tom. “Sorry again..” He huffed. When the sandy tabby spoke about not seeing him before, he thought he might have seen him around camp or in the den.. But he never got up to talk to him. “You haven't? Shocker. What's your na-” He was cut off by the hiss that came from the other tom, flinching. Now he made him lose his prey. Great job, Snowy. “Oh my-” He stood up, “I’ll make it up to you, I swear! I’ll catch another- No, I’ll catch all your prey for you for moons!”

[Tigress]

Derp Katz

Stoneheart slunk through camp, hoping no one would notice him. He hid behind the Warriors den and thought to himself, I wonder how I got to be like this. You know how. A little voice said in his head. Yes, yes I do. Stoneheart had once been like the rest of the Warriors, but no one ever seemed to remember him and it hurt him, a lot more than he would like to admit.

[Phoenix Flames]

Derp Katz

Stoneheart slunk through camp, hoping no one would notice him. He hid behind the Warriors den and thought to himself, I wonder how I got to be like this. You know how. A little voice said in his head. Yes, yes I do. Stoneheart had once been like the rest of the Warriors, but no one ever seemed to remember him and it hurt him, a lot more than he would like to admit.
Crowsong cautiously padded out of the Warriors' den, hoping no one would notice her. She followed Stoneheart and went behind the Warriors' den. The gray furred she-cat looked at Stoneheart and smiled. "Hello.", she meowed.

[Tigress]

Crowsong cautiously padded out of the Warriors' den, hoping no one would notice her. She followed Stoneheart and went behind the Warriors' den. The gray furred she-cat looked at Stoneheart and smiled. "Hello.", she meowed.

Crowsong had surprised him, making him jump. "Uhh, h-h-hi." He stuttered. How did she know he was back here? But he didn't dare ask, for he guessed it was kinda nice to have some company. Stoneheart sat there, not talking, waiting for Crowsong's response. As he waited, his mind was running with questions, what will happen now? Why did Crowsong come back here? Did she want to be my friend? Will we become friends? What does she want? He was a bit wary of such a well liked she-cat coming to talk to a forgotten, solitary tom like him.

[Phoenix Flames]

Crowsong had surprised him, making him jump. "Uhh, h-h-hi." He stuttered. How did she know he was back here? But he didn't dare ask, for he guessed it was kinda nice to have some company. Stoneheart sat there, not talking, waiting for Crowsong's response. As he waited, his mind was running with questions, what will happen now? Why did Crowsong come back here? Did she want to be my friend? Will we become friends? What does she want? He was a bit wary of such a well liked she-cat coming to talk to a forgotten, solitary tom like him.
"Hi, Stoneheart.", Crowsong mewed. "What are you doing back here?", she asked. The gray cat then started to ask herself questions and started telling herself things. Will he answer my question? What's the purpose of Stoneheart coming behind the Warriors' den? Was he trying to hide from someone or something?, she started hyperventilating but then calmed herself as she took a deep breath and then exhaled. Crowsong licked her forepaws, drew them over her ears, and continued to look Stoneheart.

[Tigress]

"Hi, Stoneheart.", Crowsong mewed. "What are you doing back here?", she asked. The gray cat then started to ask herself questions and started telling herself things. Will he answer my question? What's the purpose of Stoneheart coming behind the Warriors' den? Was he trying to hid from someone or something?, she started hyperventilating but then calmed herself as she took a deep breath and then exhaled. Crowsong licked her forepaws, drew them over her ears, and continued to look Stoneheart.

"Uhhhh nothing." The anti social sliver tom replied. Stoneheart wondered why Crowsong was looking at him like that. Does she dislike me? What's going on in her mind? Does she think I'm up to something? Stoneheart started pacing, back and forth. "So, why are you back here?" He finally said. There was something different about this she-cat, but he couldn't tell if it was good or bad. Crowsong was giving him mixed signals and he wasn't sure it he liked that.

[Phoenix Flames]

"Uhhhh nothing." The anti social sliver tom replied. Stoneheart wondered why Crowsong was looking at him like that. Does she dislike me? What's going on in her mind? Does she think I'm up to something? Stoneheart started pacing, back and forth. "So, why are you back here?" He finally said. There was something different about this she-cat, but he couldn't tell if it was good or bad. Crowsong was giving him mixed signals and he wasn't sure it he liked that.
"Are you sure there's no reason why you came back here?", Crowsong asked Stoneheart. She closed her eyes for a moment before replying to his next question. "I had followed you back here. I wanted to know where you were going," the gray she-cat said.

[Tigress]

"Are you sure there's no reason why you came back here?", Crowsong asked Stoneheart. She closed her eyes for a moment before replying to his next question. "I had followed you back here. I wanted to know where you were going," the gray she-cat said.

"Oh." So she had followed him. Now why did she come back here? "I have no reason why I come back here, I just need to get away sometimes!" He murmured angrily, flicking his white tipped tail. Stoneheart didn't mean to upset her, he was just making a point. When he looked into her eyes and saw the hurt he apologized. "I-I-I'm sorry." He would never want to hurt a she-cat's feeling especially Crowsong's. He didn't know why, but, he did.

[Phoenix Flames]

"Oh." So she had followed him. Now why did she come back here? "I have no reason why I come back here, I just need to get away sometimes!" He murmured angrily, flicking his white tipped tail. Stoneheart didn't mean to upset her, he was just making a point. When he looked into her eyes and saw the hurt he apologized. "I-I-I'm sorry." He would never want to hurt a she-cat's feeling especially Crowsong's. He didn't know why, but, he did.
A worried look showed up on Crowsong's face. "Is something wrong? You keep stuttering.", she growled slightly. What's the point of being back here?!, the long furred she-cat yelled at herself in her head.

[Tigress]

A worried look showed up on Crowsong's face. "Is something wrong? You keep stuttering.", she growled slightly. What's the point of being back here?!, the long furred she-cat yelled at herself in her head.

Stoneheart's eyes blazed. So I was right about the possible bad feeling. "Go away." He growled. "I don't want you here and am better off without you in my way, so shoo!" He shot Crowsong an angry look then dashed off into the forest. What was I thinking? That anyone could actually want to be my friend? Well it doesn't matter now, Crowsong will just forget about me tomorrow. Stoneheart thought almost wishfully. It would be better for the both of us.....

I think Stoneheart's in Thunderclan territory area now, so I think if you pursue him that's where we would have to rp.

[Phoenix Flames]

Stoneheart's eyes blazed. So I was right about the possible bad feeling. "Go away." He growled. "I don't want you here and am better off without you in my way, so shoo!" He shot Crowsong an angry look then dashed off into the forest. What was I thinking? That anyone could actually want to be my friend? Well it doesn't matter now, Crowsong will just forget about me tomorrow. Stoneheart thought almost wishfully. It would be better for the both of us.....
"Stoneheart, wait!", Crowsong called. It's no use, Crowsong. What did you just do?! You just scared off a clanmate!, a voice told her. I didn't mean to..... I was just trying to be nice...., her eyes started to water. (Mental breakdown time......) "Why did he have run away!!", the gray she-cat wailed. She slowly walked back to the Warriors' den, sulking. "He didn't need to run away... I was only trying to be nice....", some tears trickled down her face and fell on her nest as she sat down. (I have to go in like 5-7 minutes.) {Okay.}

[Tigress]

"Stoneheart, wait!", Crowsong called. It's no use, Crowsong. What did you just do?! You just scared off a clanmate!, a voice told her. I didn't mean to..... I was just trying to be nice...., her eyes started to water. (Mental breakdown time......) "Why did he have run away!!", the gray she-cat wailed. She slowly walked back to the Warriors' den, sulking. "He didn't need to run away... I was only trying to be nice....", some tears trickled down her face and fell on her nest as she sat down. (I have to go in like 5-7 minutes.) {Okay.}

Stoneheart slowly crept back to camp, keeping an eye out for Crowsong. He wasn't sure how she'd react after what had just happened. He noted how she looked at him and the wishfulness in her gaze, the way she licked her paws so delicately. There was something about her..... He just couldn't think what it was. Was it that he wanted to get to know her? That he wanted to be her friend? That he wanted to be her best friend? Or was it? No, he pushed that thought aside. Stoneheart puffed up his chest and walked up to the fresh kill pile and dropped off the sparrow he had caught.

I just need time to think. He told himself. Why was Crowsong so different from the other she-cats? How was she different? Was it because she was the only she-cat, let alone any cat to notice him? Or was it something else? Like what he had been thinking before. No, no, no. It can't be. No, why now? He had found his answer but Stoneheart refused to believe it. Listen to your heart. His mother had once told him before she had died. And what his heart told him was he was falling in love with Crowsong

[goddess of ducks]

The brown and white she cat wasn't laughing. Instead, her expression remained worried-- though the faintest of smiles crossed over her features when her friend approached. "Oh, I saw that alright. Don't worry, Storkflight-- your secret is safe with me." Had she gotten his new name right? She hoped so. There was nothing more embarassing then getting a clanmate's name wrong, and especially someone who had been her friend for so long. Not to mention she was so confident about it too. But she'd been right there! Owlpaw was just... so used to calling him Storkpaw that she was afraid something bad might happen did she try to change the very thing she'd been calling him for so long. Her own eyes were flitting around, as though she were looking for someone.
In reality, she was just making sure no one was looking at her-- the new apprentice was frightened by her rank. As strange as it seemed, she was utterly terrified that something bad might happen were the Clan to be under attack, or some other disaster to occur. She wasn't ready to fight! To die for her Clan! When she was a kit, all of these worries seemed exciting. But now? Was she ready? She knew nothing-- nothing! And she didn't want to join the ranks of StarClan quite yet, because she was a coward...just a coward, that was all she was.
She was scared of what might happen. Scared of the unknown. And who wasn't? Everyone was scared of things they didn't know, but Owlpaw especially. She'd been eager to explore as a kit. And why? Because there was no danger involved! She'd always had a cat who would protect her by her side, willing to fight for her if needed! And now...she didn't know if she would have that. There would definitely be times she was alone. And she might have to learn to stand up for herself, as much as the idea scared her. "What was your first day as an apprentice like?" The feline asked worriedly, the tip of her tail twitching back and forth, hues staring directly at the tom before her.


Storkflight smiled. He figured if she was out here, she had seen. She always saw what he was doing, probably because she was watching him, looking up to him, wanting to know about his life. He couldn't blame, her, because he felt in the same ways. He liked her, not enoygh yet to take the next step, that he wasn't sure about. And besides, he had to wait until she was a warrior anyways. Besides, she was too young for him right? Approximately ten moons apart? Was that too much of an age gap? He spcertainly hoped not, because this little brown and white Molly meant the world to him. He wanted her happy. He wanted her to be his. Although, not like this. She was acting weird...off. He didn't know why, and he was kind of afraid to poke around and figure out why she looked like she did. She asked a question though. One he would happily answer. He had to, it was his obligation to make her happy. "My first day as an apprentice... To be completely honest, it was terrible. I hated it, I didn't want it. Drapingdrop was out in a patrol when I actually had my ceremony, so I didn't have my mentor there. All the other apprentices touched noses with their mentors and went off to explore the territory after the ceremony. Instead, I was stuck there. I spent my first day doing chores. I cleaned out the nests in both the elders dean dn the nursery. I was so tired, I went to my nest and fell asleep. My mentor, as I was told, returned later that night. And I missed it. That's when my brother took pity on me and we started going out together." He explained. But he didn't regret not finding Drapingdrop to tell her he wanted to train, he had had fun with his older, adopted brother. More fun than he would have aphad with his actual mentor. And plus, he still leaders everything he needed to know, so what was the difference?

After he answered the question though, his blue hues lingered back to Owlkits face. She looked sad, depressed, weary. What was up with her? She had been looking forwards to these days for as long as he could remember. It seemed she was always eager to learn, but now she looked overcome by a face he had used countless times before, anxiety. Something was bothering her, and she wasn't coming out front and saying it. Therefore he promised he would go deeper and find out what was wrong. He didn't need Owlpaw getting sad like this on him. "Owlpaw, you look...no offense...terrible. What wrong? Oh and don't say nothing, because I Know you well enough to know that wouldn't be true." He. Asked, his voice firm, a tine he used very rarely. He needed to know what was wrk g with her, not just want, but need. He didn't want her to feel a depressed hurt.

[graves]

The brown and white she cat wasn't laughing. Instead, her expression remained worried-- though the faintest of smiles crossed over her features when her friend approached. "Oh, I saw that alright. Don't worry, Storkflight-- your secret is safe with me." Had she gotten his new name right? She hoped so. There was nothing more embarassing then getting a clanmate's name wrong, and especially someone who had been her friend for so long. Not to mention she was so confident about it too. But she'd been right there! Owlpaw was just... so used to calling him Storkpaw that she was afraid something bad might happen did she try to change the very thing she'd been calling him for so long. Her own eyes were flitting around, as though she were looking for someone.
In reality, she was just making sure no one was looking at her-- the new apprentice was frightened by her rank. As strange as it seemed, she was utterly terrified that something bad might happen were the Clan to be under attack, or some other disaster to occur. She wasn't ready to fight! To die for her Clan! When she was a kit, all of these worries seemed exciting. But now? Was she ready? She knew nothing-- nothing! And she didn't want to join the ranks of StarClan quite yet, because she was a coward...just a coward, that was all she was.
She was scared of what might happen. Scared of the unknown. And who wasn't? Everyone was scared of things they didn't know, but Owlpaw especially. She'd been eager to explore as a kit. And why? Because there was no danger involved! She'd always had a cat who would protect her by her side, willing to fight for her if needed! And now...she didn't know if she would have that. There would definitely be times she was alone. And she might have to learn to stand up for herself, as much as the idea scared her. "What was your first day as an apprentice like?" The feline asked worriedly, the tip of her tail twitching back and forth, hues staring directly at the tom before her.
　
A warrior. Timberstrike had finally made it, he was a warrior. No more training, though there were other things to do for the Clan. He might end up with an apprentice of his own. Too bad he wasn't getting to train... Kiwipaw? That was Apurva's new name, right? He could hardly wait to give her the good news, considering he hadn't seen her after the ceremony, he doubted she had been there. And Briarbranch! Did she know? True, he would be somewhat frustrated if his own sister hadn't been there for his ceremony, but to be fair-- maybe she had been busy. They had their own lives. Their own families, someday... she already had a mate! He could hardly believe it and yet it was true. And now he was a warrior, someday to have a family of his own. Someday to be with the cat of his dreams, the cat that his future would revolve around, a cat that would mean so much to him everything else would seem like...well...nothing. Timberstrike could hardly wait to meet that cat. Then again, maybe he had high expectations. Settling down in a secluded part of the clearing, the brown tom waited for someone...anyone that he knew to approach him, maybe someone who was unaware of his new rank so that he could tell them about it.

Briarbranch felt rather bad about missing her brothers warrior ceremony, see as they were held randomly at times and she had just missed it, by a smidge. So when she laid eyes on her brother, who was now a warrior, she padded up to him quickly and pressed her head against his shoulder, "My lil bro's all grown up! Timberstrike, I love your name." she purred, and started to lick the top of her brothers head, fussing over him as if she was his mother,and instead was his sister. "I'm dearly sorry I wasn't there - I would've loved to been there for you." She didn't like to miss major things in life like this, seeing as she didnt have a lot of family as it is, there wasn't going to be another time her brother would get his warrior name, the memory that she had missed. She felt awful. "I really am."

[Phoenix Flames]

Stoneheart slowly crept back to camp, keeping an eye out for Crowsong. He wasn't sure how she'd react after what had just happened. He noted how she looked at him and the wishfulness in her gaze, the way she licked her paws so delicately. There was something about her..... He just couldn't think what it was. Was it that he wanted to get to know her? That he wanted to be her friend? That he wanted to be her best friend? Or was it? No, he pushed that thought aside. Stoneheart puffed up his chest and walked up to the fresh kill pile and dropped off the sparrow he had caught.

I just need time to think. He told himself. Why was Crowsong so different from the other she-cats? How was she different? Was it because she was the only she-cat, let alone any cat to notice him? Or was it something else? Like what he had been thinking before. No, no, no. It can't be. No, why now? He had found his answer but Stoneheart refused to believe it. Listen to your heart. His mother had once told him before she had died. And what his heart told him was he was falling in love with Crowsong
Crowsong eventually stopped crying and sat at the entrance to the Warriors' den. She looked across the clearing and eyed Stoneheart. Why was I trying to be so nice to him? Why did I follow him? Do I li- No, I can't like him... We just met... How can I like someone I just met?, these questions flooded her mind. The gray she-cat shook her head to clear her thoughts and continued to stare at Stoneheart from across the clearing. But what if I do like him?, she asked herself. You like him, Crowsong. You're falling in love, a voice said in her head. No, I'm not!, she replied back. Yes, you are., the voice said. Okay, maybe I am...., Crowsong argued with the voice.

[Solpaw]

Solkit was alone in the Nursery

[goddess of ducks]

Solkit was alone in the Nursery
Nightbreeze approached her newest kit, a smile worn on her face. Her green eyes shone brightly, despite the dim lights. "Hello little one." She purred kindly, resting her tail on their shoulders.

[Solpaw]

Solkit was alone in the Nursery

hey nightbreeze. solkit purred

[goddess of ducks]

hey nightbreeze. solkit purred

(Remember to use quotation marks ("..") around the words they speak :) )

Nightbreeze continued to pur softly. "How are you settling in little one?" She asked, her voice soft.

[Solpaw]

(Remember to use quotation marks ("..") around the words they speak :) )

Nightbreeze continued to pur softly. "How are you settling in little one?" She asked, her voice soft.

"im settling in great." Solkit then lick his paw.

[Lilac]

Silver let out a smirk and viciously ran in circles flinging her sister off. She let out a laugh and ran towards the entrance to the nursery. She made her way into the camp. "Bet you you can't get me outside in camp!" yowled the kit.

"Oh yes I can!" Ripplekit yowled. She bolted into camp, and closely followed her sister with rapid speed. She felt free as she ran with the wind in her fur. Soon enough, she ran side by side with Silverkit. She felt as if nothing could stop them!

[lone]

@wolybro (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=1834) @Nighty (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=83)

The brown and white feline's expression changed completely as he continued onwards, her eyes becoming wide and worried. Oh no...she thought, the tip of her tail twitching back and forth. Now she looked even more frightened and nervous then before. But, the end of the story made her feel a little better. If things went badly with her mentor she could always go with Storkflight. He was like a brother to her-- but better, because he was her best friend. The greatest of friends. And Owlpaw was definitely hoping that things would get better soon. His question made her hues flash with defiance. Now, Owlpaw wasn't necessarily disobediant or a bad cat... and yet his question had made her stubbornly seal her maw, not emitting any sound.
Her eyes looked worried for a moment and then appeared to be almost glazing over with tears. She was going to cry. That much was obvious. But then, in the next instant, she stopped. Owlpaw seemed to have regained control and she sat up, looking older then she was. The she cat's ceremony might have been delayed for a couple of moons, but she wasn't that old-- just around eight moons. "It's just... I mean, I've been waiting for this day forever and... things are... weird. Like really, really weird. Before I was never expected to fight for my Clan, to be willing to die for my Clan... and now? Now I'm expected to do that? I'll have to fight in battle, and learn to hunt and feed the Clan, and if I mess up someone else might lose their life because of it! I'm just so scared, Storkflight!" The younger apprentice looked terror stricken now.
Like she had seen a ghost, or something that would cause equal fear. But she hadn't. She was just terrified, which was an emotion that the young apprentice didn't feel often. Sure, she had felt fear before-- everyone did! But true, strong terror like the kind that was gripping her at the moment didn't come around too often. And when it did, it was one scary experience. Owlpaw shuddered, feeling prickles going down her spine. She wanted to stand right next to the tom, just being there with him-- but she was embarassed of her fear. It was irrational! She had nothing to be afraid of! Just because things would happen a little differently didn't mean she had to be...terrified. And yet she was. She was scared for her life, for everyone in ThunderClan's lives.
What if she messed up? Would that cause someone else to lose their life because she wasn't determined enough, or quick enough, or strong enough? The she cat looked up at Storkflight with her large grey-blue hues, fixing them directly on him. She didn't really plead for help very often. It had always just been given to her before. But now? She wasn't just going to be handed the help she might need, she would have to actually ask for it. But her vocal cords didn't seem to want to work. They were stuck, like they would never be able to work again. The she cat wanted help. She was thankful for Storkflight's presence there at the moment. But unlike some cats, Owlpaw wasn't sure how to express her gratitude to him at the moment-- at all.


At his sister's sudden approach, the tom flinched and then a smile spread over his features. "Catching up to you, aren't I, sis?" He purred, turning his head to look at her. He was happy to know the brown feline remembered his new name... even he was having trouble remembering it. Timberstrike. He liked his name as well, though he might have liked it even more had he remembered it. He could hardly wait until Kiwipaw knew about this. It was all so exciting! Though Timberstrike was often excited, the tip of his tail twitching back and forth and his hues gleaming in a happy manner. "Well, at least you're here now, Bri." He mewed with a smile. Though he was the slightest bit upset she hadn't been there, at least she was apologizing... that made the tom happier. At least she was actually sorry. It was something that was nice to know, and while the tom felt somewhat bad that she was so apologetic, he was glad that she had wanted to be there and hadn't just skipped out on him. Though he never would have expected that from the brown feline. She was his sister, they were family-- and shouldn't family always stick together? Shouldn't family always love each other? As far as he was concerned, they should.
　
　
　

[Tigress]

Crowsong eventually stopped crying and sat at the entrance to the Warriors' den. She looked across the clearing and eyed Stoneheart. Why was I trying to be so nice to him? Why did I follow him? Do I li- No, I can't like him... We just met... How can I like someone I just met?, these questions flooded her mind. The gray she-cat shook her head to clear her thoughts and continued to stare at Stoneheart from across the clearing. But what if I do like him?, she asked herself. You like him, Crowsong. You're falling in love, a voice said in her head. No, I'm not!, she replied back. Yes, you are., the voice said. Okay, maybe I am...., Crowsong argued with the voice.

Stoneheart spotted Crowsong. Here goes nothing. He thought, preparing himself. The silver tom walked over to Crowsong, a slight breeze ruffled her fur, making her look exotic. His heart was beating fast and he could feel sweat forming on his forehead. He strutted over to her. "Hello." Stoneheart said casually, trying to act cool. Does she like me? What will she say? Will she be mad at me? He spaced out as he dreamed of what they could be.

Stoneheart was in a meadow, chasing after Crowsong, she was laughing and so was he. It was a sunset, casting shadows over the field, and making it more romantic. Crowsong stopped running and turned to face him. "I love you." The words came out of her mouth perfectly, his head started spinning and his smile widened. "And I love you too." He said before snapping out of his fantasy.

[Phoenix Flames]

Stoneheart spotted Crowsong. Here goes nothing. He thought, preparing himself. The silver tom walked over to Crowsong, a slight breeze ruffled her fur, making her look exotic. His heart was beating fast and he could feel sweat forming on his forehead. He strutted over to her. "Hello." Stoneheart said casually, trying to act cool. Does she like me? What will she say? Will she be mad at me? He spaced out as he dreamed of what they could be.

Stoneheart was in a meadow, chasing after Crowsong, she was laughing and so was he. It was a sunset, casting shadows over the field, and making it more romantic. Crowsong stopped running and turned to face him. "I love you." The words came out of her mouth perfectly, his head started spinning and his smile widened. "And I love you too." He said before snapping out of his fantasy.
"Hello, Stoneheart.", Crowsong mewed, looking at the silver tom. "I-I-I have something to tell you.", she said, blushing a bit. The gray she-cat walked over to him and licked his cheek. "I-I love you, Stoneheart...", the warrior whispered in Stoneheart's left ear. She stepped back and licked her black furred paws. Crowsong drew them over her ears. Her heart was beating slightly faster than normal. "I've loved you ever since I first saw you... StarClan tells me you're the one that I need.. To be.. In love with," she licked her chest fur and then looked back up at Stoneheart. The dark gray she-cat smiled.

"I really needed to admit that.", Crowsong meowed. "I just needed to. If I didn't, I don't know what you would've said or done.... But really, Stoneheart.... I love you.. I will always love you... Even until we're in StarClan...", she blushed again.

Birchleaf looked up. "My sister is in love!", he exclaimed. "Shut up!", Crowsong growled.

[Dovekit12]

(@Nighty Cherry Cola . Spirit has decided to have the kits be aged to 3 or 4 moons so you guys don't loose interest ;). So from now on please role play the kits at 3 moons.)

Copperstrike lay down in her nest eyes filled with enthusiams as she let her gaze travel across the den. Kits were playing all around and Copperstrike was as content as could be. There had been a few births since she had had her own litter but the queen barely noticed them happy that she could watch her kits play and be as joyful as ever.

Blossomkit scampered about the nursery her tan fur rippling with movement as she ran around.
The she-kit did this often for no real reason but to do so. Her mind drifted off for a moemtn before she stopped panting. It wasn't something cats did often by she usually did so. She gazed around feeling a need for drama. Ceasing her panting and glancing around searching for something to do.

Spiderkit only halfway accnolaged his mother before throwing the moss ball at Berrykit from his hooked claw. The green ball of bedding bounced softly against his head before falling to the ground. Spiderkit began to laugh before starting to put together another moss ball not waiting for Spottedkit to reply.
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Spottedkit waited for the ball to be trowed to her.

[Zero]

Zerosight wandered into the elder's den, moving slowly toward his new nest. The den was empty for now, but the fact didn't suprise him; at this time of the day most elders were in the clearing sunning themselves. He manuvered to his bed and lowered himself carefully into it, still getting used to the layout of his "new" home. He still resided in ThunderClan, but sleeping in the elders den was definitely a new experience. The tom laid there for a few moment thinking about nothing important in particular, before his mind finally shifted to that of medicine cat business. Even though he didn't know the tom well, he hoped Wheatfur was handling the new job well, and hoped that he knew that Zero was still here if the new med cat needed any help. With a long sigh, he laid his head upon his paws and closed his blind blue eyes. However, he didn't fall asleep, still not entirely used to his surroundings, as well as not wanting to experience the same reoccuring dream that had been haunting him for moons now.

[DarcoTheFox]

"Hello, Stoneheart.", Crowsong mewed, looking at the silver tom. "I-I-I have something to tell you.", she said, blushing a bit. The gray she-cat walked over to him and licked his cheek. "I-I love you, Stoneheart...", the warrior whispered in Stoneheart's left ear. She stepped back and licked her black furred paws. Crowsong drew them over her ears. Her heart was beating slightly faster than normal. "I've loved you ever since I first saw you... StarClan tells me you're the one that I need.. To be.. In love with," she licked her chest fur and then looked back up at Stoneheart. The dark gray she-cat smiled.

"I really needed to admit that.", Crowsong meowed. "I just needed to. If I didn't, I don't know what you would've said or done.... But really, Stoneheart.... I love you.. I will always love you... Even until we're in StarClan...", she blushed again.

Birchleaf looked up. "My sister is in love!", he exclaimed. "Shut up!", Crowsong growled.
Dracopaw watched the whole thing go on thinking to himself. will i ever get a mate? The thought flew out of his head. " uh.." he mewed nervously. Dracopaw you idiot! why did you say something?! he thought.

[Phoenix Flames]

"Hello, Stoneheart.", Crowsong mewed, looking at the silver tom. "I-I-I have something to tell you.", she said, blushing a bit. The gray she-cat walked over to him and licked his cheek. "I-I love you, Stoneheart...", the warrior whispered in Stoneheart's left ear. She stepped back and licked her black furred paws. Crowsong drew them over her ears. Her heart was beating slightly faster than normal. "I've loved you ever since I first saw you... StarClan tells me you're the one that I need.. To be.. In love with," she licked her chest fur and then looked back up at Stoneheart. The dark gray she-cat smiled.

"I really needed to admit that.", Crowsong meowed. "I just needed to. If I didn't, I don't know what you would've said or done.... But really, Stoneheart.... I love you.. I will always love you... Even until we're in StarClan...", she blushed again.

Birchleaf looked up. "My sister is in love!", he exclaimed. "Shut up!", Crowsong growled.
Hollystorm4eva

[Tigress]

"Hello, Stoneheart.", Crowsong mewed, looking at the silver tom. "I-I-I have something to tell you.", she said, blushing a bit. The gray she-cat walked over to him and licked his cheek. "I-I love you, Stoneheart...", the warrior whispered in Stoneheart's left ear. She stepped back and licked her black furred paws. Crowsong drew them over her ears. Her heart was beating slightly faster than normal. "I've loved you ever since I first saw you... StarClan tells me you're the one that I need.. To be.. In love with," she licked her chest fur and then looked back up at Stoneheart. The dark gray she-cat smiled.

"I really needed to admit that.", Crowsong meowed. "I just needed to. If I didn't, I don't know what you would've said or done.... But really, Stoneheart.... I love you.. I will always love you... Even until we're in StarClan...", she blushed again.

Birchleaf looked up. "My sister is in love!", he exclaimed. "Shut up!", Crowsong growled.


Stoneheart blushed, but wasn't ready to announce his true feelings. "Um, for now, could we just stay as friends?" He asked, worried about her response. Crowsong was so beautiful, the way she licked her paws, the way she confidently walked, the way her eyes sparkled, every thing about her was magic. And when she said I love you, if came out as perfectly as he imagined. Intertwining his tail with hers, the tom looked up into her eyes. They were just as beautiful as he remembered. Maybe even more. "Has anyone told you that your eyes shine brighter than any star in the sky?"

[Phoenix Flames]

Stoneheart blushed, but wasn't ready to announce his true feelings. "Um, for now, could we just stay as friends?" He asked, worried about her response. Crowsong was so beautiful, the way she licked her paws, the way she confidently walked, the way her eyes sparkled, every thing about her was magic. And when she said I love you, if came out as perfectly as he imagined. Intertwining his tail with hers, the tom looked up into her eyes. They were just as beautiful as he remembered. Maybe even more. "Has anyone told you that your eyes shine brighter than any star in the sky?"
"Sure, we can still stay as friends for now.", Crowsong said, flicking her tail back and forth, trying to slap her brother with her tail. Birchleaf leaped back as Crowsong's tail smacked him. The gray she-cat glared at Birchleaf before looking back at Stoneheart. "I think you're the only one that has told me that before," she mewed. "Thank you, though."

Birchleaf growled. I hope this doesn't mean that Crowsong will spend more time around Stoneheart than me... I'm her brother after all... I'm her only family left..., he thought. His anger died down as Crowsong stopped smacking him with her tail. He sighed and then stared at Stoneheart and Crowsong. Hey, at least she has someone other than me that will look out for her..., the brown tabby and white tom smiled.

[Tigress]

"Sure, we can still stay as friends for now.", Crowsong said, flicking her tail back and forth, trying to slap her brother with her tail. Birchleaf leaped back as Crowsong's tail smacked him. The gray she-cat glared at Birchleaf before looking back at Stoneheart. "I think you're the only one that has told me that before," she mewed. "Thank you, though."

Birchleaf growled. I hope this doesn't mean that Crowsong will spend more time around Stoneheart than me... I'm her brother after all... I'm her only family left..., he thought. His anger died down as Crowsong stopped smacking him with her tail. He sighed and then stared at Stoneheart and Crowsong. Hey, at least she has someone other than me that will look out for her..., the brown tabby and white tom smiled.

The tom let out a chuckle as Crowsong slapped Birchleaf. "Sorry." He said, apologizing. "Would you like to go for a walk?". Stoneheart stared at her happily. Have I finally found my happiness? Will our relationship stick? Or will it crumble, just like- he pushed the unholy name aside. Stay in the now, nothing matters more than this moment with Crowsong. Stoneheart let out a pur, then started licking his paws contently, calming himself. No one would ever know how much he adored her.

[Phoenix Flames]

The tom let out a chuckle as Crowsong slapped Birchleaf. "Sorry." He said, apologizing. "Would you like to go for a walk?". Stoneheart stared at her happily. Have I finally found my happiness? Will our relationship stick? Or will it crumble, just like- he pushed the unholy name aside. Stay in the now, nothing matters more than this moment with Crowsong. Stoneheart let out a pur, then started licking his paws contently, calming himself. No one would ever know how much he adored her.
"It's okay.", Crowsong snorted. "Yeah, I guess we can go for a walk," she meowed. The gray she-cat glared at her brother before padding out of the Warriors' den. "Come on, Stoneheart. I can't stand here forever!", she mused. Crowsong stood there, patiently, but also calmly, waiting for Stoneheart to follow her through the camp entrance.

[Tigress]

"It's okay.", Crowsong snorted. "Yeah, I guess we can go for a walk," she meowed. The gray she-cat glared at her brother before padding out of the Warriors' den. "Come on, Stoneheart. I can't stand here forever!", she mused. Crowsong stood there, patiently, but also calmly, waiting for Stoneheart to follow her through the camp entrance.

Stoneheart ran after her without a single word. His mind was going far, I picked myself back up and now look what I have. Good thing I didn't let love get me that way. Stoneheart had a rough past.

He had witnessed some terrible stuff as he was growing up and lost everyone that mattered to him. And when every cat started forgetting him that was even worse. When Stoneheart became a warrior he fell in love. Her name was Flowerdawn, she was beautiful, peaceful, funny and well, just perfect. Even better, she had felt the same way. They were mates until Flowerdawn started to get further and further. She left him one day, the day he had lost his mother. Betrayed, Stoneheart had felt like he didn't matter anymore and faded away. Until he met Crowsong.

His heart was soaring in the air. His emotions were steady and he was ready. "Crowsong! Wait!" He called after her. "I have to tell you something!" You can do this, Stoneheart.

[lilith]

Zero to Hero

The dim sunlight filtered in through the tight bindings of the dens entrance. Being semi close the light reflected against his face. Having had a minor problem with falling asleep the night before the egyptian mau did the best to keep the light from getting to him. Curling up in a tighter bundle he let out a few grumbles. The warmth of his nest had granted him the hopes of more sleep. The faint smell of the forest was what made him feel better. Having never seen his mother or father before this orphaned kit spent most of his time thinking about what could be outside the camp entrance. Soon giving up on the whole ideals of sleep he blinked open an eye letting his vision settle before he attempted to sit up in a more comfortable. Blinking his eyes rapidly he let his green gaze scan the small roomed nursery hoping to find some sort of friend to talk to. He would rather not waste his day doing nothing in the utmost importance.

[Gusty]

Moonfeather blinked.Can I rember? She asked herself as she smiled at the kit."Yes. It was great." She mewed, faking happiness.
Falconkit couldn't realize that the warrior's statement was a fake; she just simply moved along with it. "That's good! When I'm a warrior, like you, I'll think back and remember these times." The young Siamese molly skipped around the perimeter of the den, nearly tripping over her own paws in delight. She had a subconscious feeling that she was being a bit ridiculous, but did that really matter? No. At least, not to her.

"D'you think the apprentices will get mad at me if I stay here too long?" The cream-coated kit wondered aloud. She saw a group of older felines chatting away, doing their own business.

[Phoenix Flames]

Stoneheart ran after her without a single word. His mind was going far, I picked myself back up and now look what I have. Good thing I didn't let love get me that way. Stoneheart had a rough past.

He had witnessed some terrible stuff as he was growing up and lost everyone that mattered to him. And when every cat started forgetting him that was even worse. When Stoneheart became a warrior he fell in love. Her name was Flowerdawn, she was beautiful, peaceful, funny and well, just perfect. Even better, she had felt the same way. They were mates until Flowerdawn started to get further and further. She left him one day, the day he had lost his mother. Betrayed, Stoneheart had felt like he didn't matter anymore and faded away. Until he met Crowsong.

His heart was soaring in the air. His emotions were steady and he was ready. "Crowsong! Wait!" He called after her. "I have to tell you something!" You can do this, Stoneheart.
Crowsong stopped walking and turned around. "What is it?", she asked, her eyes glowing with love. She sat down and started to lick her ruffled chest fur. The gray she-cat looked back up at Stoneheart, waiting for him to tell her what he had to say.

[Wolvesregion]

Hawkwing sat in the clearing staring at the prey pile. The wing like marking looking real in the light. He turned his eyes to the highrock, his apprentice Bloodpaw sitting next too him. He stood up his tail swaying as he showed his apprentice a battle move, Bloodpaw copying him, her blue eyes glowing.

[coldheart]

marshfur walked through towards the fresh kill pile when he noticed hawkwing with bloodpaw impressed with the bond the two had. he picked a plump wood mouse from the pile and went to join them. "hello hawkwing and bloodpaw". he said brightly.

[Wolvesregion]

marshfur walked through towards the fresh kill pile when he noticed hawkwing with bloodpaw impressed with the bond the two had. he picked a plump wood mouse from the pile and went to join them. "hello hawkwing and bloodpaw". he said brightly.
" Hi Marshfur!" Bloodpaw said excitedly, doing the move perfectly. "I did it!" She purred, "Good Job Bloodpaw." Hawking nodded towards Marshfur. "Where have you Been?"

[coldheart]

marshfur replied "I went around the riverclan border renewing the scent markers". he sat down and started to pull the tender meat off the mouse.

[slick]

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Silverkit smiled at Ripplekit running beside her. She got faster and tripped over the fresh kill pile. Pain shot through her shoulder and she began to lick the injured leg. "I'm okay! I'm okay!" She yowled. She ignored the pain, but she limped over to the shady place of the camp. Stupid Fresh kill pile. Why did they put it right there. Silverkit began to lick her leg.

[Lilac]

slick

"Silverkit! Are you okay?" Ripplekit yowled. She skidded to a stop and ran back to her sister. She crouched and looked nervously at her sister's leg, afraid that Silverkit's leg had been seriously hurt.

[goddess of ducks]

"im settling in great." Solkit then lick his paw.
[sorry for the late reply!]
Nightbreeze purred softly. "That's good sweetheart, but I need to go out for a little while, okay? You stay here and make some friends." she told him, turning away slowly and exiting the nursery.

[Sorry i need some RP for my kit, so imma pop him in here]
Vireokit woke up beside his two sisters. His pale aqua gaze swept over them. Boredly, he crept out of the nest, ready to go find some mischief to get in too.

[slick]

slick

"Silverkit! Are you okay?" Ripplekit yowled. She skidded to a stop and ran back to her sister. She crouched and looked nervously at her sister's leg, afraid that Silverkit's leg had been seriously hurt.

"I said i'm okay! I just hurt my leg that's all." meowed Silverkit. She felt pain numb her leg. I'm not okay. My leg really hurts. Silverkit stood up, but fell back down with more pain. "It does hurt." she admitted at last. Silverkit felt weak for showing her pain.

[goddess of ducks]

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The brown and white feline's expression changed completely as he continued onwards, her eyes becoming wide and worried. Oh no...she thought, the tip of her tail twitching back and forth. Now she looked even more frightened and nervous then before. But, the end of the story made her feel a little better. If things went badly with her mentor she could always go with Storkflight. He was like a brother to her-- but better, because he was her best friend. The greatest of friends. And Owlpaw was definitely hoping that things would get better soon. His question made her hues flash with defiance. Now, Owlpaw wasn't necessarily disobediant or a bad cat... and yet his question had made her stubbornly seal her maw, not emitting any sound.
Her eyes looked worried for a moment and then appeared to be almost glazing over with tears. She was going to cry. That much was obvious. But then, in the next instant, she stopped. Owlpaw seemed to have regained control and she sat up, looking older then she was. The she cat's ceremony might have been delayed for a couple of moons, but she wasn't that old-- just around eight moons. "It's just... I mean, I've been waiting for this day forever and... things are... weird. Like really, really weird. Before I was never expected to fight for my Clan, to be willing to die for my Clan... and now? Now I'm expected to do that? I'll have to fight in battle, and learn to hunt and feed the Clan, and if I mess up someone else might lose their life because of it! I'm just so scared, Storkflight!" The younger apprentice looked terror stricken now.
Like she had seen a ghost, or something that would cause equal fear. But she hadn't. She was just terrified, which was an emotion that the young apprentice didn't feel often. Sure, she had felt fear before-- everyone did! But true, strong terror like the kind that was gripping her at the moment didn't come around too often. And when it did, it was one scary experience. Owlpaw shuddered, feeling prickles going down her spine. She wanted to stand right next to the tom, just being there with him-- but she was embarassed of her fear. It was irrational! She had nothing to be afraid of! Just because things would happen a little differently didn't mean she had to be...terrified. And yet she was. She was scared for her life, for everyone in ThunderClan's lives.
What if she messed up? Would that cause someone else to lose their life because she wasn't determined enough, or quick enough, or strong enough? The she cat looked up at Storkflight with her large grey-blue hues, fixing them directly on him. She didn't really plead for help very often. It had always just been given to her before. But now? She wasn't just going to be handed the help she might need, she would have to actually ask for it. But her vocal cords didn't seem to want to work. They were stuck, like they would never be able to work again. The she cat wanted help. She was thankful for Storkflight's presence there at the moment. But unlike some cats, Owlpaw wasn't sure how to express her gratitude to him at the moment-- at all.

　
　


Storkflight sighed. Great, now she wasn't going to tell him anythin-oh nevermind. As she opened up, what seemed to him as raw emotion pouring out, he listened. That was what he was good at, listening. He gave small nods, signifying that he was listening to her, and not just tuning her out. He wanted to be a good friend...a great friend....more than friends. "Yes, it is scary. But look, it depends on how you view it. I've thought this before. Because it truly is crazy, at a small age like us, to even give the thought of death consideration. It is crazy, and almost unbelievable that the Clan demands that we be willing to give our life for it. It's a hard concept, the thoughts of fighting, battle, feeding the Clan, caring for it as if it were a younger sibling. But my brother Barkskip told me this: it all depends on how you look at it. You can be pessimistic about it and see only that we must be willing to give up our lives and die for the Clan. Or you can focus on the fact that we will get to train hard, have morals, have a purpose, have something worth living for. Think we will get to do all those things that we fantasize about as kits. IT may be scary, yes but don't let the fear shut you down and hold you back. Let it wake you up. Let the fear give you a boost of energy, something to drive you forwards." He told her, wanting her to see that not the entire idea was horrifying, scary, and threatening. He wanted her to see the joy it brought when food was brought back and given to the elders and kits. The smiles on their faces. They had something to live for, not just to keep trudging on until their time came. He had to show her that being an apprentice was more than just being ready for death, that there was joy and happiness in it. He didn't quite know how he was going to do it, but he had to find a way. "Please, don't think this is it, there is so much more to live for." he whispered kindly to her, brushing his tail on her cheek. There is us to live for...if she even thinks that we are....

[Rivergold]

DarcoTheFox
Sunstreak lay in a sunny patch of the clearing, watching the world go by.

[DarcoTheFox]

DarcoTheFox
Sunstreak lay in a sunny patch of the clearing, watching the world go by. Brownpaw trotted over to Sunstreak and sat next to her. "So, whats going on?" He mewed.

[Rivergold]

Dracopaw trotted over to Sunstreak and sat next to her. "So, whats going on?" He mewed. Sunstreak looked at the apprentice, then pointed with her tail. "Amberpaw is over there." The pretty brown she-cat in question was picking a mouse from the fresh-kill pile.

[DarcoTheFox]

Sunstreak looked at the apprentice, then pointed with her tail. "Amberpaw is over there." The pretty brown she-cat in question was picking a mouse from the fresh-kill pile. "Sorry to bother you.." He paused, then continued. "I just wanted to know, Im mentorless, and im 13 moons old. Do i still count as a kit, because i just.... Nevermind.."

[Rivergold]

Sunstreak frowned. "You should have been assigned a mentor when you became an apprentice." She looked at him. "Did your mentor die?"
(might be best to answer yes. It's a LOT less confusing otherwise.)

[DarcoTheFox]

Sunstreak frowned. "You should have been assigned a mentor when you became an apprentice." She looked at him. "Did your mentor die?"
(might be best to answer yes. It's a LOT less confusing otherwise.) "Y-yes, She did... " He meowed slowly " I-i just... dont know what to do.. im not going on any hunting patrols, and all i have been doing is helping the enders." He meowed anxiously.

[graves]

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The brown and white feline's expression changed completely as he continued onwards, her eyes becoming wide and worried. Oh no...she thought, the tip of her tail twitching back and forth. Now she looked even more frightened and nervous then before. But, the end of the story made her feel a little better. If things went badly with her mentor she could always go with Storkflight. He was like a brother to her-- but better, because he was her best friend. The greatest of friends. And Owlpaw was definitely hoping that things would get better soon. His question made her hues flash with defiance. Now, Owlpaw wasn't necessarily disobediant or a bad cat... and yet his question had made her stubbornly seal her maw, not emitting any sound.
Her eyes looked worried for a moment and then appeared to be almost glazing over with tears. She was going to cry. That much was obvious. But then, in the next instant, she stopped. Owlpaw seemed to have regained control and she sat up, looking older then she was. The she cat's ceremony might have been delayed for a couple of moons, but she wasn't that old-- just around eight moons. "It's just... I mean, I've been waiting for this day forever and... things are... weird. Like really, really weird. Before I was never expected to fight for my Clan, to be willing to die for my Clan... and now? Now I'm expected to do that? I'll have to fight in battle, and learn to hunt and feed the Clan, and if I mess up someone else might lose their life because of it! I'm just so scared, Storkflight!" The younger apprentice looked terror stricken now.
Like she had seen a ghost, or something that would cause equal fear. But she hadn't. She was just terrified, which was an emotion that the young apprentice didn't feel often. Sure, she had felt fear before-- everyone did! But true, strong terror like the kind that was gripping her at the moment didn't come around too often. And when it did, it was one scary experience. Owlpaw shuddered, feeling prickles going down her spine. She wanted to stand right next to the tom, just being there with him-- but she was embarassed of her fear. It was irrational! She had nothing to be afraid of! Just because things would happen a little differently didn't mean she had to be...terrified. And yet she was. She was scared for her life, for everyone in ThunderClan's lives.
What if she messed up? Would that cause someone else to lose their life because she wasn't determined enough, or quick enough, or strong enough? The she cat looked up at Storkflight with her large grey-blue hues, fixing them directly on him. She didn't really plead for help very often. It had always just been given to her before. But now? She wasn't just going to be handed the help she might need, she would have to actually ask for it. But her vocal cords didn't seem to want to work. They were stuck, like they would never be able to work again. The she cat wanted help. She was thankful for Storkflight's presence there at the moment. But unlike some cats, Owlpaw wasn't sure how to express her gratitude to him at the moment-- at all.


At his sister's sudden approach, the tom flinched and then a smile spread over his features. "Catching up to you, aren't I, sis?" He purred, turning his head to look at her. He was happy to know the brown feline remembered his new name... even he was having trouble remembering it. Timberstrike. He liked his name as well, though he might have liked it even more had he remembered it. He could hardly wait until Kiwipaw knew about this. It was all so exciting! Though Timberstrike was often excited, the tip of his tail twitching back and forth and his hues gleaming in a happy manner. "Well, at least you're here now, Bri." He mewed with a smile. Though he was the slightest bit upset she hadn't been there, at least she was apologizing... that made the tom happier. At least she was actually sorry. It was something that was nice to know, and while the tom felt somewhat bad that she was so apologetic, he was glad that she had wanted to be there and hadn't just skipped out on him. Though he never would have expected that from the brown feline. She was his sister, they were family-- and shouldn't family always stick together? Shouldn't family always love each other? As far as he was concerned, they should.
　
　
　
"You sure are." she purred. She felt a swell of pride rushed inside of her - it was one of the final steps her brother would take as a clan cat. The rushes of being under Thunderclan territory for the first time was always a rush, training with a mentor and having constant work, there would be much work ahead for sure, but now Timberpaw-no,strike, could focus on his personal life, developing relationships and maybe starting some, starting a family, and training his own apprentice one day. It felt like just yesterday that her little brother was made an apprentice, her being just a warrior when he was apprenticed- it was so long ago, and frankly, she was proud. He had grown and she knew him, he deserve his warrior name. "I'm really proud of you, growing up so fast and everything. How's Kiwipaw doing? Any flirting recently?" she chuckled a bit, if cats could wiggle their eyebrows, she would. She felt sort of protective of her brother when it came to mates, wanting the best for him and for him not be left or hurt, it was an instinct to know that who ever he was around was good for him.

[Rivergold]

Amberpaw looked at him quizzically. "Um...we're in the same clan."

[DarcoTheFox]

Amberpaw looked at him quizzically. "Um...we're in the same clan." "Oh, Duh im an idiot.. Sory.." He mewed

[Rivergold]

She snorted with amusement. "It's okay,"

[Barnabas]

Featherkit sat in her nest in the nursery, looking at all the kits. They each had a mother except for her. She let out a long sigh. I wish I had a mom. She'd be the best one there was. But who would love me. She let out a sad look and curled up in her nest. She couldn't help, but let out a few whimpers of sadness as she watch everyone with their families.

[Moonsong12]

Falconkit couldn't realize that the warrior's statement was a fake; she just simply moved along with it. "That's good! When I'm a warrior, like you, I'll think back and remember these times." The young Siamese molly skipped around the perimeter of the den, nearly tripping over her own paws in delight. She had a subconscious feeling that she was being a bit ridiculous, but did that really matter? No. At least, not to her.

"D'you think the apprentices will get mad at me if I stay here too long?" The cream-coated kit wondered aloud. She saw a group of older felines chatting away, doing their own business.
"They won't. But your mother will."Moonfeather mewed.

[lyra]

#1Warrior

Thornstep padded out of the warriors den and stretched. He had just woken up, and he wasn't really in the mood to talk. Though if something important took place he would run to help. But being in the clan he was in, Thornstep doubted any trouble would be going on right now. He looked around and spotted Morningwing. He had always wanted to talk to her, but never got to as he was always busy hunting or something related to that. The tom walked over to her and said, "Hello Morningwing." To Thornstep, he sounded so awkward and weird since he only said two words. At least he actually said something.

[Barnabas]

#1Warrior

Thornstep padded out of the warriors den and stretched. He had just woken up, and he wasn't really in the mood to talk. Though if something important took place he would run to help. But being in the clan he was in, Thornstep doubted any trouble would be going on right now. He looked around and spotted Morningwing. He had always wanted to talk to her, but never got to as he was always busy hunting or something related to that. The tom walked over to her and said, "Hello Morningwing." To Thornstep, he sounded so awkward and weird since he only said two words. At least he actually said something.

Morningwing turned around and starred at Thornstep, holding back a laugh. She let out a purr, since she never saw the tom out in camp before. "Greetings Thornstep." Purred Morningwing. Her blue fur glistened in the sunlight. "What a wonderful day it is today. I feel like I can run for hours and never stop." She finished.

[lyra]

Morningwing turned around and starred at Thornstep, holding back a laugh. She let out a purr, since she never saw the tom out in camp before. "Greetings Thornstep." Purred Morningwing. Her blue fur glistened in the sunlight. "What a wonderful day it is today. I feel like I can run for hours and never stop." She finished.

Thornstep nodded in agreement as he sat down. "Yes, it is nice out today. It's a great day to go hunting," He told the friendly she-cat and looked up at the sky for a few seconds. Maybe she'd want to go hunting, He wondered to himself. Looking towards the camp entrance, then looking back at Morningwing he said, "Speaking of that, I was wondering if you would want to go hunting. The prey seems sort of low today."

[lone]

@AbsurdJinx (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=192)

The new name seemed to suit the sometimes fiery, sometimes friendly warrior. Amberflame. And she had an apprentice already... an apprentice. Odd, but not completely unheard of. She was a new warrior, which meant she might not be able to give Minkpaw the training she knew the little cat deserved. And why? Because she was too young. She'd just finished her own training, and now she was supposed to pass all of that down to another cat? How old was Minkpaw-- a new apprentice, or one getting a new mentor? Amberflame's nervousness didn't show on the outside. Her eyes were calm, and her posture collected. She looked as though she were enjoying something rather then trying to figure something out. Sharp amber hues scanned the clearing, glancing around for the small cat that she knew was to be her apprentice. Her pelt, also with hues of amber in it, seemed to snap as eagerly as her hues were. Amberflame was glad to have the opportunity to get to know this younger cat. Perhaps they would be friends-- and then again, perhaps they wouldn't.
She wasn't sure what her outlook was on having an apprentice. Parts of her were truly terrified... one wrong step and the young cat's life might end up being taken by an older, stronger one. One right step and the young cat might end up feeling like she was on top of the world. Amberflame remembered feeling like that during her own training. There were definitely moments where she felt more special. Stronger. As though she could do anything, and win at it, too. But she wasn't sure about Minkpaw's personality. She'd only just met the younger cat, after all. And there probably wasn't even too much of an age difference between the two.
Well-- then again, probably so. There would have to be, otherwise Gyrestar wouldn't have entrusted the apprentice to her...right? She'd seen mentors and apprentices have closer bonds then, in her mind, they ought to, and she wasn't sure whether that was right or not. It seemed weird to her. Unnatural. Very, very strange. Amberflame scanned the clearing again, wondering where Minkpaw could be. I hope she's not asleep. It's already late morning. She thought with a snort of disapproval, looking around once more for the feline who was to be her apprentice.

[BluBunnie]

Swiftheart

Wingdrop shuffled through the freshkill pile, she had just gotten back from patrol and was starving. She picked up a large bird and looked around camp for somewhere to sit. She spotted Burningforest and smiled a bit, they didn't talk much but she loved making new friends. She padded up to her fellow clanmate and put down the bird to speak, "Is it alright if I sit here with you to eat?" She asked.

[The Cannibal]

It was as if nothing had been there at all, as if she had just walked and that was that, there wasn't a cat there in her way, her mind being much more preoccupied with something else than to bother recognizing that there was a cat in her path, her mind not being particularly good at multitasking it appears. So when her shoulder made contact with the other, she hardly stumbled, in fact, she didn't stumble at all, just kept moving, her head not even turning back to look at the other cat. Well, not until the other cat said something anyways, it plucked at a nerve, causing her to stop and whip her head around to look at whoever had said it, her yellow eyes already blazing even though technically she was in the wrong here. It didn't matter to her. Her eyes fell on Quailleaf who was already scowling at her and easily inferred that this was the cat who had said it.

Snarling, she turned fully around to face the other she-cat, very obviously bigger and stronger than Quailleaf and even making herself look bigger to intimidate the other. "You got a problem?" she practically spat, her tail lashing behind her and already she could feel her muscles tensing up, ready for a fight. But then again, when was Cormorantstone not ready for a fight?
{Another bump for Dark Melody <3}

[lone]

"You sure are." she purred. She felt a swell of pride rushed inside of her - it was one of the final steps her brother would take as a clan cat. The rushes of being under Thunderclan territory for the first time was always a rush, training with a mentor and having constant work, there would be much work ahead for sure, but now Timberpaw-no,strike, could focus on his personal life, developing relationships and maybe starting some, starting a family, and training his own apprentice one day. It felt like just yesterday that her little brother was made an apprentice, her being just a warrior when he was apprenticed- it was so long ago, and frankly, she was proud. He had grown and she knew him, he deserve his warrior name. "I'm really proud of you, growing up so fast and everything. How's Kiwipaw doing? Any flirting recently?" she chuckled a bit, if cats could wiggle their eyebrows, she would. She felt sort of protective of her brother when it came to mates, wanting the best for him and for him not be left or hurt, it was an instinct to know that who ever he was around was good for him.
The tom looked puzzled for a moment-- sometimes he forgot that Kiwipaw's name had changed-- but then an expression of realization came over his features and he shook his head, laughing as he did so. "She's doing alright. I haven't talked to her in a while-- not since I became a warrior, so I'm hoping to get to spend some time with her soon. How's your little love doing?" He asked, his voice becoming more higher pitched as he continued to speak. The tom knew that if Briarbranch trusted this cat, he probably should too. He wanted his sister to be safe, and he definitely wanted her to have a good mate and make good choices. He was excited that she had finally found someone of her own. A smile spread over the tom's maw. Timberstrike was glad to be around Briarbranch, just to get to spend some time with her even if it wasn't for that long. But now that he no longer had training to worry about, he just might get to spend a little more time with her. Perhaps they could go hunting or something sometime. Start up a little competition. He hadn't had a competition of any kind since he was a kit-- it was as though his whole personality had changed when he became an apprentice.

[Static]

Swiftheart

Wingdrop shuffled through the freshkill pile, she had just gotten back from patrol and was starving. She picked up a large bird and looked around camp for somewhere to sit. She spotted Burningforest and smiled a bit, they didn't talk much but she loved making new friends. She padded up to her fellow clanmate and put down the bird to speak, "Is it alright if I sit here with you to eat?" She asked.
Burning forest smiled."Sure." Be said,scooting over to make room.he studded wingdrop Frome the color of her coat,to possible personality's.He had never really talked to her before but she looked like a nice cat overall."Your Wingdrop right?" He asked after she had sat down.

[BluBunnie]

Burning forest smiled."Sure." Be said,scooting over to make room.he studded wingdrop Frome the color of her coat,to possible personality's.He had never really talked to her before but she looked like a nice cat overall."Your Wingdrop right?" He asked after she had sat down.

Wingdrop sat by Burning forest, she took a small bite out of the bird and swallowing before answering his question. "Yes, and you're Burning forest. Right?" She asked. "Would you like to share my bird with me?" She smiled.

[Static]

Wingdrop sat by Burning forest, she took a small bite out of the bird and swallowing before answering his question. "Yes, and you're Burning forest. Right?" She asked. "Would you like to share my bird with me?" She smiled.
"Yep.That's me,and yhea.Thanks.So,Um...it's a lot warmer than it was.I say that prey is starting to come out again." He said,partly stammering. "The start of a conversation is always the hardest.I haven't talked to someone in a while.Mostly hunting." he thought.He normally was not a shy cat,but after not talking to someone new in so long,he had to almost learn how again.Even when he did talk,it was mostly to people he had known sense his kit hood. "Just don't bite my tail off if I say the wrong thing." he thought silently.

[BluBunnie]

"Yep.That's me,and yhea.Thanks.So,Um...it's a lot warmer than it was.I say that prey is starting to come out again." He said,partly stammering. "The start of a conversation is always the hardest.I haven't talked to someone in a while.Mostly hunting." he thought.He normally was not a shy cat,but after not talking to someone new in so long,he had to almost learn how again.Even when he did talk,it was mostly to people he had known sense his kit hood. "Just don't bite my tail off if I say the wrong thing." he thought silently.

"Yeah! I have noticed that. It's good, but while I was out it seemed like it would be raining soon." She said. She loved the rain but with it just starting to get warm the rain would cause most of the prey to go back into hiding. "I just hope it doesn't last that long, I wouldn't want the prey to disappear again." She said. She took another bite of the bird, swallowing it quickly.

[lone]

Storkflight sighed. Great, now she wasn't going to tell him anythin-oh nevermind. As she opened up, what seemed to him as raw emotion pouring out, he listened. That was what he was good at, listening. He gave small nods, signifying that he was listening to her, and not just tuning her out. He wanted to be a good friend...a great friend....more than friends. "Yes, it is scary. But look, it depends on how you view it. I've thought this before. Because it truly is crazy, at a small age like us, to even give the thought of death consideration. It is crazy, and almost unbelievable that the Clan demands that we be willing to give our life for it. It's a hard concept, the thoughts of fighting, battle, feeding the Clan, caring for it as if it were a younger sibling. But my brother Barkskip told me this: it all depends on how you look at it. You can be pessimistic about it and see only that we must be willing to give up our lives and die for the Clan. Or you can focus on the fact that we will get to train hard, have morals, have a purpose, have something worth living for. Think we will get to do all those things that we fantasize about as kits. IT may be scary, yes but don't let the fear shut you down and hold you back. Let it wake you up. Let the fear give you a boost of energy, something to drive you forwards." He told her, wanting her to see that not the entire idea was horrifying, scary, and threatening. He wanted her to see the joy it brought when food was brought back and given to the elders and kits. The smiles on their faces. They had something to live for, not just to keep trudging on until their time came. He had to show her that being an apprentice was more than just being ready for death, that there was joy and happiness in it. He didn't quite know how he was going to do it, but he had to find a way. "Please, don't think this is it, there is so much more to live for." he whispered kindly to her, brushing his tail on her cheek. There is us to live for...if she even thinks that we are....



Owlpaw listened to his words, her grey-blue hues looking down at the ground. What he said made a lot of sense. She just didn't understand why she was so scared all of a sudden; ever since she was a kit, this had been everything she wanted. She'd wanted to be a warrior, a leader, a role model for younger cats. But with her apprentice ceremony being so late? She was more of a laughingstock and a nobody. An eight moon old kit?
Who had ever heard of such a thing? Thankfully, she'd stopped mentioning her age and eventually, things had settled down a little. Settled down to the point where she was able to actually breathe, take a good look around, and realize that she was okay. And now? It looked like she was going to be back to doing that. She'd thought the stress and worry was over when she became an apprentice. That she would be able to enjoy it, even though it wasn't the most relaxing thing she'd ever experienced. "Okay." She spoke in a soft whisper, her voice trembling slightly with her fear and her emotion as she did so. It was vibrant, and almost visible.
Owlpaw had never been the best at hiding her emotions. Everything she felt, she wore it proudly-- whether it was fear, guilt, or something else. Anything and everything. These were just more emotions for her to wear, for her to display, and yet she was more ashamed of them then she remembered being. Perhaps it was because Storkflight was there watching here. Perhaps it was because she'd grown up, and realized things were different now. As a kit, your feelings hadn't mattered too much-- if you could play, and sneak out, you were in.
Now? Everything mattered. Your personality. Your appearance. The way you talked, walked, and acted. None of that had mattered, it was just a simple 'okay! I trust you!' if someone came to your rescue. Trust was important for any kithood, and being raised in ThunderClan, before Ratnight took over-- at least partly before then-- Owlpaw had never had any reason to distrust another cat. "Storkflight? You think we could go back to those places again?" She asked after a moment, glancing up at him with her familiar kit-like innocence shining in her hues, waiting for his response. She wanted to go back, back to that closed off, beautiful place where she could have stayed forever. And this time...maybe she would.

[Static]

"Yeah! I have noticed that. It's good, but while I was out it seemed like it would be raining soon." She said. She loved the rain but with it just starting to get warm the rain would cause most of the prey to go back into hiding. "I just hope it doesn't last that long, I wouldn't want the prey to disappear again." She said. She took another bite of the bird, swallowing it quickly.
Burning forest took his first bite of the bird.after finishing his bite,he smelled the air."Yhea.Your right.If it rains,the prey will go back in the dens and we will have to wait again.I was hoping for a early new leaf." He said."So um...is there dust on your fur or is it natural.it looks kinda brown and grey." He paused,noticing he might have said the wrong thing."I mean,it's unique.I'm not saying I don't like it." He stammered.
(That's what it said on the fur pattern and pictures right?)

[BluBunnie]

Burning forest took his first bite of the bird.after finishing his bite,he smelled the air."Yhea.Your right.If it rains,the prey will go back in the dens and we will have to wait again.I was hoping for a early new leaf." He said."So um...is there dust on your fur or is it natural.it looks kinda brown and grey." He paused,noticing he might have said the wrong thing."I mean,it's unique.I'm not saying I don't like it." He stammered.
(That's what it said on the fur pattern and pictures right?)

(Yeah!)
Wingdrop nodded sadly. "I want it to be sunny so we can get more prey. I've been hunting a lot but I haven't came up with a lot of freshkill." She said. She giggled after Burning forests comment on her pelt. "It's just naturally this way!" She said. "It is pretty unique, isn't it? Well, your pelt colors are pretty amazing!" She smiled. She didn't like to talk about herself much but she loved complimenting others.

[Static]

(Yeah!)
Wingdrop nodded sadly. "I want it to be sunny so we can get more prey. I've been hunting a lot but I haven't came up with a lot of freshkill." She said. She giggled after Burning forests comment on her pelt. "It's just naturally this way!" She said. "It is pretty unique, isn't it? Well, your pelt colors are pretty amazing!" She smiled. She didn't like to talk about herself much but she loved complimenting others.
"T..thanks!" He said gratefully.his brown and black ticked pelt usually was not noticeable in the forest or in camp.Most cats seemed to have unique pelts to him but he never thought of his as unique."Many we could go hunting once we finish eating if you want." He said.

[BluBunnie]

"T..thanks!" He said gratefully.his brown and black ticked pelt usually was not noticeable in the forest or in camp.Most cats seemed to have unique pelts to him but he never thought of his as unique."Many we could go hunting once we finish eating if you want." He said.

"Yeah! That would be fun. We could try and catch as many prey as possible before it begins to rain!" She said. She took another bite out of the bird, "I think birds and some rats might be out tonight. But we also might run into some frogs." She wrinkled her nose, she didn't take a liking to frogs but if the clan really needed them then she would hunt them.

[Static]

"Yeah! That would be fun. We could try and catch as many prey as possible before it begins to rain!" She said. She took another bite out of the bird, "I think birds and some rats might be out tonight. But we also might run into some frogs." She wrinkled her nose, she didn't take a liking to frogs but if the clan really needed them then she would hunt them.
"Your turning into a shadowclan cat." He laughed."I think that some blackbirds stay out in the rain sometimes.Atleast when it's not snow." He said.The bird he had been eating with wingdrop was halfway gone.And all of his share."And the rest of the bird is yours.im full."

[BluBunnie]

Noire

Orangetail picked up a a large mouse from the freshkill and looked around the clearing. He spotted his friend and crush, Blackcrystal, he quickly padded up to her. "Would you like to share this mouse with me." He muffled through the mouse.

[BluBunnie]

"Your turning into a shadowclan cat." He laughed."I think that some blackbirds stay out in the rain sometimes.Atleast when it's not snow." He said.The bird he had been eating with wingdrop was halfway gone.And all of his share."And the rest of the bird is yours.im full."

Wingdrop laughed, "Let's hope we don't run into frogs, we might just turn into Shadowclan cats. She took a few more bites, "Hopefully we find some pretty plump prey."

[Brilliance]

Noire

Orangetail picked up a a large mouse from the freshkill and looked around the clearing. He spotted his friend and crush, Blackcrystal, he quickly padded up to her. "Would you like to share this mouse with me." He muffled through the mouse.

Blackcrystal laid under a thick coverage of green grass, watching small insects hop around, and twitches her ears in the process. She was never the one to speak much. Observing was her thing. It made her happy to look at the other cats in her clan. Her head tilted as she heard a familiar voice. Her eyes landed on him, and she gave a sweet smile. She gave a slight giggle at the sound of his voice from being muffled with the mouse, but she gave him a sweet nod. ''I would love too.'' She quietly mewed, and sat up, allowing herself to provide space for her good friend. ''How is your morning by the way?'' She asked, flicking her tail.

[BluBunnie]

Blackcrystal laid under a thick coverage of green grass, watching small insects hop around, and twitches her ears in the process. She was never the one to speak much. Observing was her thing. It made her happy to look at the other cats in her clan. Her head tilted as she heard a familiar voice. Her eyes landed on him, and she gave a sweet smile. She gave a slight giggle at the sound of his voice from being muffled with the mouse, but she gave him a sweet nod. ''I would love too.'' She quietly mewed, and sat up, allowing herself to provide space for her good friend. ''How is your morning by the way?'' She asked, flicking her tail.

Orangetail smiled, his hazel hues shone with happiness. He sat by the she-cat and set the mouse down, "You can have the first bite." He purred. "Oh, my morning was alright I suppose. How was your morning?" He asked. His morning wasn't that great, to be honest. He didn't want to let Cloudriver know that, he wasn't sleeping well for the past few days and he wasn't sure why. His ears twitched nervously, he preferred to hear about others days then talk about his own.

[AbsurdJinx]

@AbsurdJinx (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=192)

The new name seemed to suit the sometimes fiery, sometimes friendly warrior. Amberflame. And she had an apprentice already... an apprentice. Odd, but not completely unheard of. She was a new warrior, which meant she might not be able to give Minkpaw the training she knew the little cat deserved. And why? Because she was too young. She'd just finished her own training, and now she was supposed to pass all of that down to another cat? How old was Minkpaw-- a new apprentice, or one getting a new mentor? Amberflame's nervousness didn't show on the outside. Her eyes were calm, and her posture collected. She looked as though she were enjoying something rather then trying to figure something out. Sharp amber hues scanned the clearing, glancing around for the small cat that she knew was to be her apprentice. Her pelt, also with hues of amber in it, seemed to snap as eagerly as her hues were. Amberflame was glad to have the opportunity to get to know this younger cat. Perhaps they would be friends-- and then again, perhaps they wouldn't.
She wasn't sure what her outlook was on having an apprentice. Parts of her were truly terrified... one wrong step and the young cat's life might end up being taken by an older, stronger one. One right step and the young cat might end up feeling like she was on top of the world. Amberflame remembered feeling like that during her own training. There were definitely moments where she felt more special. Stronger. As though she could do anything, and win at it, too. But she wasn't sure about Minkpaw's personality. She'd only just met the younger cat, after all. And there probably wasn't even too much of an age difference between the two.
Well-- then again, probably so. There would have to be, otherwise Gyrestar wouldn't have entrusted the apprentice to her...right? She'd seen mentors and apprentices have closer bonds then, in her mind, they ought to, and she wasn't sure whether that was right or not. It seemed weird to her. Unnatural. Very, very strange. Amberflame scanned the clearing again, wondering where Minkpaw could be. I hope she's not asleep. It's already late morning. She thought with a snort of disapproval, looking around once more for the feline who was to be her apprentice.

Minkpaw had been within the shade of the apprentice den, sniffing around. It was their first day as an apprentice, after all, and they were eager to learn everything possible - including all the interesting scents of their new den. They woke up early, as they always do. They were incredibly rambunctious, and simply could not stay asleep for too long. Sometimes, they'd wake up several times between sleep with paws that itched to move. In fact, Minkpaw had woken up by dawn, but successfully managed to force themselves to remain in their nest as they awaited all the other apprentices to leave. That's when they made their move - they sniffed and searched the entire den; possibly destroying a few nests during the inspection, but they did try their best to put those nests back together again.

They bounded towards the entrance where they were supposed to meet their new mentor, Amberflame. Minkpaw had no idea who Amberflame was, but they determined that their mention would be a ginger cat based off their prefix. And how many ginger cats would be waiting at the camp entrance? Exactly. They spotted the dusty-ginger she-cat by the gaping opening to the outside of the camp walls. This would be their first time out of camp - how exciting! They came to an abrupt halt about two tail-lengths away from Amberflame. Their excitement and crazily speedy rush to reach the entrance did not leave them panting for breath. Minkpaw was a feline with unlimited energy; they learned how to put their air to use.

The brown apprentice's short, thick pelt was messy, not that they minded. They could care less about their appearance, though they owned a rather beautiful one. Their blue eyes had a purple tint to them, if you looked closely, that is. And they shone vibrantly, practically begging for attention. Right now, the young cat's expression was one of excitement, and their paws moved swiftly against the earth as they anxiously awaited their mentor's words.

[Brilliance]

Orangetail smiled, his hazel hues shone with happiness. He sat by the she-cat and set the mouse down, "You can have the first bite." He purred. "Oh, my morning was alright I suppose. How was your morning?" He asked. His morning wasn't that great, to be honest. He didn't want to let Cloudriver know that, he wasn't sleeping well for the past few days and he wasn't sure why. His ears twitched nervously, he preferred to hear about others days then talk about his own.

{Lol xD I think you meant Blackcrystal}

Blackcrystal bent her head down gingerly to take a nip at the mouse, tearing off pieces of it to chew slowly and swallow. Her ears stayed turned to Orangetail to listen carefully to him. ''That's good. Nothing much really goes on for me in the morning,'' She giggled, softly. ''I mean, I usually go to see Wheatfur to talk, or I go to the nursery to help out the queens.'' She shrugged. Blackcrystal always tried to help others within her clan. She was the quiet she-cat with an innocent gaze. Others didn't think she would hurt a fly even if she tried. She was thankful that Orangetail didn't judge her based on looks. She was quiet, but they became good friends, and her shyness slowly faded away as the two got to know each other. ''Other than that...life's just been going slowly.'' She looks up at him, studying his expression. He looked somewhat off, but she didn't comment on this. She didn't want him to feel uncomfortable.

[BluBunnie]

{Lol xD I think you meant Blackcrystal}

Blackcrystal bent her head down gingerly to take a nip at the mouse, tearing off pieces of it to chew slowly and swallow. Her ears stayed turned to Orangetail to listen carefully to him. ''That's good. Nothing much really goes on for me in the morning,'' She giggled, softly. ''I mean, I usually go to see Wheatfur to talk, or I go to the nursery to help out the queens.'' She shrugged. Blackcrystal always tried to help others within her clan. She was the quiet she-cat with an innocent gaze. Others didn't think she would hurt a fly even if she tried. She was thankful that Orangetail didn't judge her based on looks. She was quiet, but they became good friends, and her shyness slowly faded away as the two got to know each other. ''Other than that...life's just been going slowly.'' She looks up at him, studying his expression. He looked somewhat off, but she didn't comment on this. She didn't want him to feel uncomfortable.

{Oh Crap.. Sorry xD}

Orangetail perked his ears as he listened to Blackcrystals response, "Yeah, life has been going pretty slow here in Skyclan." He said. He took a small bite of the mouse and swallowed before continuing, "I haven't been on hunting or border patrol lately either, it's been pretty boring. Maybe we should go hunting or go for a walk today. Maybe we could practice are battle moves." He chuckled a bit.

[Brilliance]

{Oh Crap.. Sorry xD}

Orangetail perked his ears as he listened to Blackcrystals response, "Yeah, life has been going pretty slow here in Skyclan." He said. He took a small bite of the mouse and swallowed before continuing, "I haven't been on hunting or border patrol lately either, it's been pretty boring. Maybe we should go hunting or go for a walk today. Maybe we could practice are battle moves." He chuckled a bit.

{It's okay! You're cracking me up right now xD We're in thunderclan by the way not Skyclan cx }

Blackcrystal nodded, finishing up her last bite of the mouse. She wasn't that hungry, but she was thankful that Orangetail had brought her something back for them to share. At hearing his next words, the black feline's ears twitched. ''You want to practice hunting moves, huh?'' She looked at him, a playful glint lit in her eyes. She slowly got up, taking gentle licks at her pelt to groom herself before she circled around him as if he were her prey. Prey that she was going to devour. Blackcrystal made a slight giggle before she found herself lunging at him, making sure to keep her claws retracted to not hurt him.

[BluBunnie]

{It's okay! You're cracking me up right now xD We're in thunderclan by the way not Skyclan cx }

Blackcrystal nodded, finishing up her last bite of the mouse. She wasn't that hungry, but she was thankful that Orangetail had brought her something back for them to share. At hearing his next words, the black feline's ears twitched. ''You want to practice hunting moves, huh?'' She looked at him, a playful glint lit in her eyes. She slowly got up, taking gentle licks at her pelt to groom herself before she circled around him as if he were her prey. Prey that she was going to devour. Blackcrystal made a slight giggle before she found herself lunging at him, making sure to keep her claws retracted to not hurt him.

(ugh my parents have been blowing up my phone and it's hard talking on the phone while typing but now theure done so I can tyoe)

Orangetail watched Blackcrystal as she circled him. He pelt heat rise under his pelt and he suddenly got super nervous. He was taken back when his friend lunged at him. His eyes widen and it took him a few moments to react. He pushed the she cat off of him and was able to get on top of you. "Nice try!" he said.

[Brilliance]

(ugh my parents have been blowing up my phone and it's hard talking on the phone while typing but now theure done so I can tyoe)

Orangetail watched Blackcrystal as she circled him. He pelt heat rise under his pelt and he suddenly got super nervous. He was taken back when his friend lunged at him. His eyes widen and it took him a few moments to react. He pushed the she cat off of him and was able to get on top of you. "Nice try!" he said.

Blackcrystal gave a gentle laugh at her companion as she looked up at him from being pinned down. The she-cat half-lidded her eyes, and shook her head. ''You must have been practicing.'' She purred. She haven't practiced her fighting technique in a while. She was busy with other things, such as helping the new queens and their kits. She was also busy with talking with her other good friend, Wheatfur. The she-cat looked at Orangetail, distantly getting lose in his orbs, lost in her mind. She tilted her head slightly, enjoying the feel of the long grass she was pinned against. After a short while, she finally came back to reality and she gave him a smirk, ''You can let me up now.'' She allowed one of her paws to graze his front paws, feeling the softness it carried.

[lone]

Minkpaw had been within the shade of the apprentice den, sniffing around. It was their first day as an apprentice, after all, and they were eager to learn everything possible - including all the interesting scents of their new den. They woke up early, as they always do. They were incredibly rambunctious, and simply could not stay asleep for too long. Sometimes, they'd wake up several times between sleep with paws that itched to move. In fact, Minkpaw had woken up by dawn, but successfully managed to force themselves to remain in their nest as they awaited all the other apprentices to leave. That's when they made their move - they sniffed and searched the entire den; possibly destroying a few nests during the inspection, but they did try their best to put those nests back together again.





They bounded towards the entrance where they were supposed to meet their new mentor, Amberflame. Minkpaw had no idea who Amberflame was, but they determined that their mention would be a ginger cat based off their prefix. And how many ginger cats would be waiting at the camp entrance? Exactly. They spotted the dusty-ginger she-cat by the gaping opening to the outside of the camp walls. This would be their first time out of camp - how exciting! They came to an abrupt halt about two tail-lengths away from Amberflame. Their excitement and crazily speedy rush to reach the entrance did not leave them panting for breath. Minkpaw was a feline with unlimited energy; they learned how to put their air to use.

The brown apprentice's short, thick pelt was messy, not that they minded. They could care less about their appearance, though they owned a rather beautiful one. Their blue eyes had a purple tint to them, if you looked closely, that is. And they shone vibrantly, practically begging for attention. Right now, the young cat's expression was one of excitement, and their paws moved swiftly against the earth as they anxiously awaited their mentor's words.


Amberflame, on the other hand, didn't look too thrilled at the arrival of the younger cat. Her hues were colder then they should have been, and her expression was displeased. But, after a moment of the apprentice looking at her like that, Amberflame's own expression softened. After all, it was normal to be excited-- sometimes overexcited-- at the prospect of becoming an apprentice. It was a wonderful thing! And they were already an apprentice. Amberflame looked them over, her own hues carefully guarded and somewhat sterner then they needed to be, but at least they were looking directly at her. "Minkpaw." Her voice was calm, collected... maybe stern was too strong of a word to describe it, but it was definitely somewhere along those lines. Stern might have been a good word to describe it. Calm was probably better, however-- Amberflame wasn't exactly a stern cat.
　

"Excited much?"
She asked, noting their expression, their paws shuffling eagerly as though they just couldn't sit still, and the light of excitement shining in their eyes. Of course they would have that light. Practically every new apprentice or warrior Amberflame had seen in her life had that light. She had had it, on the day when she first became a warrior. But it wasn't that great. It definitely wasn't the glorified, amazing experience that everyone seemed to put up on a pedestal. It wasn't even anywhere close to that type of experience. But it was one that no one would ever forget, thanks to name changes and new responsibilities. Why were there always so many changes in a Clan? You changed your name, your rank... sometimes appearance and personality changed with age and rank as well.


As far as Amberflame knew, the Dusk Syndicate cats didn't go through that type of junk. They had the same name their whole life. Not always the same rank, though. And Healers were looked down upon, apparantly. The very thought of that made Amberflame angry, but what could she do about it? Nothing. That was what. Absolutely nothing. "Well, if you're ready we can get going. Unless you'd like to jump around a little more?" She asked. The sarcasm in her voice was practically inaudible-- it was hard to tell that she was joking. Mainly because the multi-colored, patterned female didn't joke much. No, she was normally serious. Except, it appeared, for right now. Maybe it was just having an apprentice at all that made Amberflame feel a little more lighthearted. The trust that was put into that, and the fact that Gyrestar had entrusted a new apprentice to her, a new warrior, was very exciting to the feline. She awaited the younger cat's answer to her somewhat sarcastic question before she moved into the territory as she knew they would be doing momentarily

[BluBunnie]

Blackcrystal gave a gentle laugh at her companion as she looked up at him from being pinned down. The she-cat half-lidded her eyes, and shook her head. ''You must have been practicing.'' She purred. She haven't practiced her fighting technique in a while. She was busy with other things, such as helping the new queens and their kits. She was also busy with talking with her other good friend, Wheatfur. The she-cat looked at Orangetail, distantly getting lose in his orbs, lost in her mind. She tilted her head slightly, enjoying the feel of the long grass she was pinned against. After a short while, she finally came back to reality and she gave him a smirk, ''You can let me up now.'' She allowed one of her paws to graze his front paws, feeling the softness it carried.

Orangetail smirked a bit, "Looks like you need some more practice." He chuckled a bit. He tilted his head a bit as he watched Blackcrystal, he met her eyes and felt his nervousness come back. He saw her mouth move but was too lost in her eyes to realize what she had said. He shook his head and folded his ears back, his muscles bunched up as he realized he had been staring for too long. "O-oh, I am sorry. What did you say?"

[Brilliance]

Orangetail smirked a bit, "Looks like you need some more practice." He chuckled a bit. He tilted his head a bit as he watched Blackcrystal, he met her eyes and felt his nervousness come back. He saw her mouth move but was too lost in her eyes to realize what she had said. He shook his head and folded his ears back, his muscles bunched up as he realized he had been staring for too long. "O-oh, I am sorry. What did you say?"

Blackcrystal snorted, finding that the tom was acting daft. She continued to rub her paw against his front paws, enjoying the feeling of his fur. ''I said,'' she paused, half-lidding her eyelids, as if she were narrowing them at him. ''Can...you...let...me...up?'' She giggled softly, and raised one of her paws to touch the side of his cheek. ''Staring won't get you anywhere, darling.'' She says, and waited for him to step off her.

[BluBunnie]

Blackcrystal snorted, finding that the tom was acting daft. She continued to rub her paw against his front paws, enjoying the feeling of his fur. ''I said,'' she paused, half-lidding her eyelids, as if she were narrowing them at him. ''Can...you...let...me...up?'' She giggled softly, and raised one of her paws to touch the side of his cheek. ''Staring won't get you anywhere, darling.'' She says, and waited for him to step off her.


"Oh, what if I don't want to?" He tilted his head and moved his head closer to Blackcrystal. "Well, what do I have to do to get somewhere?" He chuckled. He stared at her for a few more moments before licking between her ears and getting off of her. He began to trot off towards the entrance of the camp without a word.

{Is it okay if we move to the territory?}

[Brilliance]

"Oh, what if I don't want to?" He tilted his head and moved his head closer to Blackcrystal. "Well, what do I have to do to get somewhere?" He chuckled. He stared at her for a few more moments before licking between her ears and getting off of her. He began to trot off towards the entrance of the camp without a word.

{Is it okay if we move to the territory?}

{It's okay! Just mention me when you post!}

Blackcrystal sat there confused for a moment, but then she blushed. She laid there for a couple seconds, longer in the grass from the contact they shared before she decided to roll over and get up. She shook most of the debris off her pelt before she trotted alongside him, brushing herself against him before distancing her self away. She wondered what did he meant by: Well, what do I have to do to get somewhere?

[Lilac]

"I said i'm okay! I just hurt my leg that's all." meowed Silverkit. She felt pain numb her leg. I'm not okay. My leg really hurts. Silverkit stood up, but fell back down with more pain. "It does hurt." she admitted at last. Silverkit felt weak for showing her pain.

From the second her sister said she was okay, she knew it was a lie. Ripplekit was relieved when Silverkit admitted the pain. That saved her a long lecture she didn't want to go through."Can you walk?" Ripplekit asked, she was unsure if Silverkit would be able to even put pressure on her leg.

[lyra]

Thornstep nodded in agreement as he sat down. "Yes, it is nice out today. It's a great day to go hunting," He told the friendly she-cat and looked up at the sky for a few seconds. Maybe she'd want to go hunting, He wondered to himself. Looking towards the camp entrance, then looking back at Morningwing he said, "Speaking of that, I was wondering if you would want to go hunting. The prey seems sort of low today."

bump #1Warrior

[goddess of ducks]

Noire

A small, slender framed Molly entered the clearing through the nursery. Her long, loose Ebony pelt hid her in the numerous shadows that floated across the shady clearing. It was one of her many escapes from the nursery. Sure she didn't mind being in there, with her adopted kits, but sometimes it was nice to get out and enjoy life with other clanmates, Warriors like her. She normally just came out to grab food for her and the little ones, but every once in a whil she brought them all out to play, or just goof off. She understood that it could get boring rather fast in the nursery sometimes, especially if you were a four or five moon old kit looking for some apprentice or warrior to show you some early battle moves. Kits were always eager like that, Nightbreeze knew it all too well. She approached the fresh kill pile, planning to just get a small snack until later. Just something to pass time, and give her a break

[Barnabas]

Thornstep nodded in agreement as he sat down. "Yes, it is nice out today. It's a great day to go hunting," He told the friendly she-cat and looked up at the sky for a few seconds. Maybe she'd want to go hunting, He wondered to himself. Looking towards the camp entrance, then looking back at Morningwing he said, "Speaking of that, I was wondering if you would want to go hunting. The prey seems sort of low today."

"I would love to go hunting. I've been stuck in camp all day with no one." she meowed. Morningwing took a deep breath and smelled the air with excitement. I finally get someone to talk to. Morningwing looked at Thornstep. "You ready to go?' she asked. Morningwing was a bit impatient to get out of the camp.

[Drago Victinius Bloodward]

( Rockstar ) icepaw padded out of the apprentice den and looked around for her mother dawnfrost she wanted to go hunting but didnt want to go alone and she wanted to show her mom what redclaw had taught her

[Brilliance]

Noire

A small, slender framed Molly entered the clearing through the nursery. Her long, loose Ebony pelt hid her in the numerous shadows that floated across the shady clearing. It was one of her many escapes from the nursery. Sure she didn't mind being in there, with her adopted kits, but sometimes it was nice to get out and enjoy life with other clanmates, Warriors like her. She normally just came out to grab food for her and the little ones, but every once in a whil she brought them all out to play, or just goof off. She understood that it could get boring rather fast in the nursery sometimes, especially if you were a four or five moon old kit looking for some apprentice or warrior to show you some early battle moves. Kits were always eager like that, Nightbreeze knew it all too well. She approached the fresh kill pile, planning to just get a small snack until later. Just something to pass time, and give her a break

Moving was always easy for the blue somali. Running here. Running there. Running until he felt his paws lift off the ground as if he could fly. It was a farfetched thought, but that's how he felt whenever he was moving. Whenever he was moving, he wasn't such a nervous wreck. A skittish toy, or a stammering fool. The tom was more comfortable being on his own anyway, away from prying eyes, or listening ears, or never ending mouths. He tried to get along with all his clan members. Displaying a mutual amount of respect for them as they did him. He tried to smile, a faltering smile, but it was there. He felt likes eyes were watching his every move. That those eyes were getting information on him, and that they would use it against him someday. That was just the paranoid side of him speaking, and as the tom slowed to a halt after reaching the clearing, he padded his way around, avoiding every gaze that he thought was paying attention to him. A deep sigh rumbled from within his maw, and he looked up, his eyes clouded in fear, but all he saw in front of was the black she-cat that...perhaps only understood him more than others. He tried to give her a gentle smile, but he twitched slightly. His tail swayed gently behind him, and he sat down on his haunches, looking at his paws. He only stood there in front of her, not knowing what to say. He knew if he did, it might be something idiotic. This was how their relationship worked--perfectly fine with him. When he didn't speak, she would speak to him. She would check on him, and that was when everything would flow out his maw naturally, like he's lifting a large boulder off his shoulder.

[Momotaro]

The Eye Of The Storm

Pain. That was all he felt at the moment, an unspeakable amount of pain. He couldn't feel his left paw and he was pretty sure it wasn't supposed to look the way I'd did now. Crooked. It scared him quite a bit, and he had just become a warrior, so of course, with his luck, he managed to harm himself not two days after his ceremony. The silver Tom poked his head into the Medicine cats den, his blue hues shone with worry and hesitance. "Wheatfur? I believe I need your help." he stated as calmly as he possibly could, but his voice still quivered slightly. Jayspot hoped that he wasn't intruding on the medicine cat, he knew how busy he had been recently and he didn't really like the idea of bothering the older Tom because of his own stupidity.


Wjeatfur looked up from his herbs. "Come in." he muttered drowsily, but perked up when he saw the injury. "Oh, come in, quick, sit down." He bustled to business, reaching for certain herbs and cobwebs, "Now, what did you do, I've heard your a newly made warrior, you should have more sense than that." He muttered drilling, perhaps slightly more harshly than normal, but reassuring tone came after, "Eat this," He nosed forward the poppyseed, "It will help with the pain."

[lyra]

"I would love to go hunting. I've been stuck in camp all day with no one." she meowed. Morningwing took a deep breath and smelled the air with excitement. I finally get someone to talk to. Morningwing looked at Thornstep. "You ready to go?' she asked. Morningwing was a bit impatient to get out of the camp.

#1Warrior

"That's great. And yeah, let's go now." Thornstep padded toward the entrance, already having the prey scent fill his nose. Maybe we'll find good prey. He stood there and waited for Morningwing. "Hopefully there won't be any patrols causing trouble," He said to her.

(territory?)

[Barnabas]

#1Warrior

"That's great. And yeah, let's go now." Thornstep padded toward the entrance, already having the prey scent fill his nose. Maybe we'll find good prey. He stood there and waited for Morningwing. "Hopefully there won't be any patrols causing trouble," He said to her.

(territory?)

Morningwing nodded and walked over to him. "Let's hope." she meowed in agreement. I want to catch a squirrel up a tree. i can use my climbing skills and stretch my legs. Morningwing walked out of camp with hope that he was following.

[rascalcats]

Sprawled out in the clearing, soaking up the sun, her three legs splayed out around her, was Lostpaw. She had a half-smile on her face, and even though her eyes were closed, she wasn't asleep, just relaxing. She wondered when Jayspot would want to train, but she wasn't one to beg to go out. After all, Warriors were very busy hunting and defending their Clan.

Rolling over to sun her stomach, Lostpaw took little notice of the way her stump brushed the ground. When she was younger, she'd always be a little startled in the morning when she realized one of her legs was gone, but as she aged, she got used to the absence of the limb, as well as the limitations it gave her. Sometimes she wondered how she would hunt and fight, but she was a brand-new Apprentice, and she wouldn't know anything yet, anyway. Perhaps Jayspot would teach her some special tricks, if he knew any.

[Rockstar]

( Rockstar ) icepaw padded out of the apprentice den and looked around for her mother dawnfrost she wanted to go hunting but didnt want to go alone and she wanted to show her mom what redclaw had taught her

Dawnfrost was sitting in the clearing, her ears slightly lowered. She was remembering her mate.

Though, seeing her daughter put a purr in her throat, and she gestured with her tail to approach.

[Drago Victinius Bloodward]

Dawnfrost was sitting in the clearing, her ears slightly lowered. She was remembering her mate.

Though, seeing her daughter put a purr in her throat, and she gestured with her tail to approach.
Icepaw saw her and scampered over she stopped in front of her "can we go hunting" she asked

[Barnabas]

Featherkit sat in her nest in the nursery, looking at all the kits. They each had a mother except for her. She let out a long sigh. I wish I had a mom. She'd be the best one there was. But who would love me. She let out a sad look and curled up in her nest. She couldn't help, but let out a few whimpers of sadness as she watch everyone with their families.

Featherkit picked up some moss from her nest and took it over to a place in the nursery that no cat ever slept. She set down the moss and went back to get more. Featherkit picked up some more moss and went back. She let out a long sigh, before getting the last bit of bedding. The kit walked back to the new nest place and made her nest. Now I will be even more lonely! She hated to be alone, but no kit ever came near. "Your a mousebrain to think you'll ever have friends!" she growled to herself.

[BluBunnie]

Noire

Kestrelpaw helped Fairypaw into the camp carefully. His blue hues observed the clearing carefully, "Alright we should get cleaned off. This mud is terrible." He grumbled. "Where do you wanna sit?" he asked the she-cat.

Orangetail busted through the camp entrance, he was soaked and covered in mud. He growled to himself and turned to wait for his crush to walk through entrance. He felt heavy and his now muddy fur was matted.

{xD I almost had Orangetail run into Kestrelpaw and Fairypaw}

[Brilliance]

Noire

Kestrelpaw helped Fairypaw into the camp carefully. His blue hues observed the clearing carefully, "Alright we should get cleaned off. This mud is terrible." He grumbled. "Where do you wanna sit?" he asked the she-cat.

Orangetail busted through the camp entrance, he was soaked and covered in mud. He growled to himself and turned to wait for his crush to walk through entrance. He felt heavy and his now muddy fur was matted.

{xD I almost had Orangetail run into Kestrelpaw and Fairypaw}

{That's terrible! You gots to do better xD We're going to blame it on this headache you have}

Fairypaw picked herself up, sighing and looking around. Her paw didn't bother her so much anymore, and she could walk normally on her own. Well, except for the pain shocks every now and then, but she was okay. ''Yeah, it is.'' She shot him a playful look. ''Thank you for getting me dirty by the way.'' She shook her head as she padded near a small tree. It had a large enough canopy to keep the rain off her, and she silently sat down, awaiting for Kestrelpaw. The feline began grooming herself quietly, getting the mud off, and trying to dry her fur. She gave rasp licks at her chest fur, and begin cleaning her paws to rid the mud. She truly hated mud.

Blackcrystal trotted towards Orangetail, and passing him quickly. She brushed her tail along his face as she found a much bigger tree to settle under. ''Come on, I'll help you get cleaned.'' She told him softly before siting down under the dry area, a little hollow in the tree. It was warm and nice--how come she haven't seen this before? It had to be an abandoned nest from some animal, but that didn't matter. The hollow was nice, and she called for Orangetail to follow her, so that she could help get his fur straightened out. After all, sharing tongues was a common among friends in the clan. Wasn't it?

[Starfall]

Sprawled out in the clearing, soaking up the sun, her three legs splayed out around her, was Lostpaw. She had a half-smile on her face, and even though her eyes were closed, she wasn't asleep, just relaxing. She wondered when Jayspot would want to train, but she wasn't one to beg to go out. After all, Warriors were very busy hunting and defending their Clan.

Rolling over to sun her stomach, Lostpaw took little notice of the way her stump brushed the ground. When she was younger, she'd always be a little startled in the morning when she realized one of her legs was gone, but as she aged, she got used to the absence of the limb, as well as the limitations it gave her. Sometimes she wondered how she would hunt and fight, but she was a brand-new Apprentice, and she wouldn't know anything yet, anyway. Perhaps Jayspot would teach her some special tricks, if he knew any.

The silver Tom let out an exhausted sigh, his tail dragging against the ground, his walk wobbly. He had recently just broken his paw, and it seemed as though the broken limb just wanted to make his life miserable. He pushed his way through the camp entrance, two plump mice dangled from his jaws by their tails. His own tail flicked and brushed the dusty ground, making a small dust cloud. He had an apprentice to tend to, but in all reality he had been avoiding her for his own selfish reasons. He was scared. He didn't believe that he was going to be a great mentor, he questioned his own loyalty to Starclan and images of his and Mossdrops conversation continued to pop up in his head, making him question the very things he did. How could he teach someone if he was unsure of what to do himself? What if he ended up hurting her, like he hurt himself? What if he accidentally made her sad, depressed? He didn't know if he could do it, teach another if he was barely able to teach himself. Jayspot dropped his kill in the fresh kill pile and spotted his apprentice, for a few seconds his starling blue hues flashed with worry, pure worry. But after thinking about it for a few seconds and collecting his thoughts he let out a breath and gave the molly a soft smile. He slowly made his way to the apprentice, nothing but kindness on his face.

He stopped a few mouselengths away and looked down at Lostpaw, his whiskers twitching "Hello, its a beautiful day, no?" he asked, turning his blue gaze down to his paws, shuffling them. He felt awkward, emberassed, and he was the mentor. He wasn't good at small talk and often tried his hardest to avoid it, but in order to take Lostpaw out to train he needed to. He breathed out through his nose and layed himself down, keeping a close watch on his paw, almost babying it, almost. "Hey, I know I haven't been taking you out to the territory lately, and I'm sorry, but if you're not too busy, would you like to now?" he asked, cocking his head to the side. He knew what it was like being an apprentice, and he didn't really like ordering others around, telling them what to do, that wasn't the type of Tom he was, and he didn't plan on doing that to his apprentice, he would make sure she was comfortable and ready for their training. In all honesty he just wanted to dote on her, make sure she was happy, safe, unharmed, he didn't want to push her, train her, and possibly hurt her, with her paw and all, or, missing paw. He licked his non injured paw and began to wipe off some dirt on his face that managed to make its self home there.

[Rockstar]

Icepaw saw her and scampered over she stopped in front of her "can we go hunting" she asked

Dawnfrost had a sad but proud look in her eyes from looking at Icepaw. She looked so eager and proud, how could she refuse?
"Of course we can," she purred, giving her daughter a soft lick between the ears. "I want to see how your training is going."

She's so much like him...

[lilith]

wolybro <3

The small molly pushed her way out of the warriors den her fur in a disarray matter from her nights rest from her the previous nights rest. Letting out a large yawn the molly drew a pink tongue over her maw. Her dark amber gaze scanned the clearing for one certain cat. Whiskermoon, she had to admit ever since meeting the molly and having been given the chance to get to know her she had started to feel a little bit of feelings beginning to grow for the other. Though not entirely ready to face that idea she sighed softly. She knew about her friends previous mate and how she had died during the evil reins of the leaders of before. She also wasn't sure on how that idea would affect her relationship. She merely had to be there for her to help her move one. Feeling the empty protest of her stomach that had drew her away from her thoughts she began to make her way to the pile of prey nosing her way though the pile she plunked a small mouse for her to eat and possibly share. Turning her head she began to look for somewhere to sit and get comfortable before the day ranged on into warrior duties and nothing of much sorts to past the time. Hopefully she would get the chance to see her at least once that was all she could ask for.

[BluBunnie]

{That's terrible! You gots to do better xD We're going to blame it on this headache you have}

Fairypaw picked herself up, sighing and looking around. Her paw didn't bother her so much anymore, and she could walk normally on her own. Well, except for the pain shocks every now and then, but she was okay. ''Yeah, it is.'' She shot him a playful look. ''Thank you for getting me dirty by the way.'' She shook her head as she padded near a small tree. It had a large enough canopy to keep the rain off her, and she silently sat down, awaiting for Kestrelpaw. The feline began grooming herself quietly, getting the mud off, and trying to dry her fur. She gave rasp licks at her chest fur, and begin cleaning her paws to rid the mud. She truly hated mud.

Blackcrystal trotted towards Orangetail, and passing him quickly. She brushed her tail along his face as she found a much bigger tree to settle under. ''Come on, I'll help you get cleaned.'' She told him softly before siting down under the dry area, a little hollow in the tree. It was warm and nice--how come she haven't seen this before? It had to be an abandoned nest from some animal, but that didn't matter. The hollow was nice, and she called for Orangetail to follow her, so that she could help get his fur straightened out. After all, sharing tongues was a common among friends in the clan. Wasn't it?

Kestrelpaw chuckled, "You're welcome!" He followed his friend to the small tree. Kestrelpaw didn't even bother talking and began working on the mud, he was working on areas that had drier mud. He didn't want to lick up a giant ball of wet mud, with wet grass mixed with it. He wrinkled his nose as he licked the mud out of his chest, it would probably take him forever the get all the mud out. He wanted his undercoat to be just as white as it was before.

Orangetail followed his friend slowly, "This is going to take forever to get out!" He growled. His fur was so long and thick, he should've never went outside. He folded his ears back grumpily and glanced at Blackcrystal, "Let me help you clean your pelt first, mine is going to take forever."

[Drago Victinius Bloodward]

Dawnfrost had a sad but proud look in her eyes from looking at Icepaw. She looked so eager and proud, how could she refuse?
"Of course we can," she purred, giving her daughter a soft lick between the ears. "I want to see how your training is going."

She's so much like him...
Icepaw gave an excited bounce "lets go" she said and raced for the entrance (to the territory)

[rascalcats]

The silver Tom let out an exhausted sigh, his tail dragging against the ground, his walk wobbly. He had recently just broken his paw, and it seemed as though the broken limb just wanted to make his life miserable. He pushed his way through the camp entrance, two plump mice dangled from his jaws by their tails. His own tail flicked and brushed the dusty ground, making a small dust cloud. He had an apprentice to tend to, but in all reality he had been avoiding her for his own selfish reasons. He was scared. He didn't believe that he was going to be a great mentor, he questioned his own loyalty to Starclan and images of his and Mossdrops conversation continued to pop up in his head, making him question the very things he did. How could he teach someone if he was unsure of what to do himself? What if he ended up hurting her, like he hurt himself? What if he accidentally made her sad, depressed? He didn't know if he could do it, teach another if he was barely able to teach himself. Jayspot dropped his kill in the fresh kill pile and spotted his apprentice, for a few seconds his starling blue hues flashed with worry, pure worry. But after thinking about it for a few seconds and collecting his thoughts he let out a breath and gave the molly a soft smile. He slowly made his way to the apprentice, nothing but kindness on his face.

He stopped a few mouselengths away and looked down at Lostpaw, his whiskers twitching "Hello, its a beautiful day, no?" he asked, turning his blue gaze down to his paws, shuffling them. He felt awkward, emberassed, and he was the mentor. He wasn't good at small talk and often tried his hardest to avoid it, but in order to take Lostpaw out to train he needed to. He breathed out through his nose and layed himself down, keeping a close watch on his paw, almost babying it, almost. "Hey, I know I haven't been taking you out to the territory lately, and I'm sorry, but if you're not too busy, would you like to now?" he asked, cocking his head to the side. He knew what it was like being an apprentice, and he didn't really like ordering others around, telling them what to do, that wasn't the type of Tom he was, and he didn't plan on doing that to his apprentice, he would make sure she was comfortable and ready for their training. In all honesty he just wanted to dote on her, make sure she was happy, safe, unharmed, he didn't want to push her, train her, and possibly hurt her, with her paw and all, or, missing paw. He licked his non injured paw and began to wipe off some dirt on his face that managed to make its self home there.


Lostpaw pricked her ears at her mentor's voice and shuffled around, her belly fur stirring up the dust as she turned. She smiled warmly at him, sensing some kind of worry radiating off of him.

"Oh, it really is a nice day!" she replied happily, drawing her tongue over her stump, which had picked up some dust along with her stomach when she turned. She was about to comment on how beautiful the clouds looked when Jayspot mentioned going out in the territory. She leaped to her paws, wobbling a little since her attention was on going out of Camp and not on her balance.

"Truly? We can go now?" she asked, not quite believing it. Of course, she knew she would be allowed to go out eventually, but to a young cat, a few days felt like ages. "I'd love to! What are we going to do?"

[Static]

Wingdrop laughed, "Let's hope we don't run into frogs, we might just turn into Shadowclan cats. She took a few more bites, "Hopefully we find some pretty plump prey."
Burning forest nodded,smiling." Yhea.Let's hope we dont.I have never tried a frog and never plan to.I don't see how shadowclan cats can stand them.not to mention eat them.I think that the prey will be pretty well fed.You ready?" He said,standing up.He was starting to feel more relaxed around the she-cat.many even friends.

[Brilliance]

Kestrelpaw chuckled, "You're welcome!" He followed his friend to the small tree. Kestrelpaw didn't even bother talking and began working on the mud, he was working on areas that had drier mud. He didn't want to lick up a giant ball of wet mud, with wet grass mixed with it. He wrinkled his nose as he licked the mud out of his chest, it would probably take him forever the get all the mud out. He wanted his undercoat to be just as white as it was before.

Orangetail followed his friend slowly, "This is going to take forever to get out!" He growled. His fur was so long and thick, he should've never went outside. He folded his ears back grumpily and glanced at Blackcrystal, "Let me help you clean your pelt first, mine is going to take forever."


Fairypaw delicately lifted a paw to start cleaning the muck off. It was one thing for it to rain, but it was another for it to cause mud. She didn't mind the rain because it only made her wet. Water was suppose to clean, right? She had no worries about the rain doing anything else to her. Maybe it had disheveled some of her markings making them into some type of art work, but that was all. She was okay with that. She looked towards at Kestrelpaw to see how far he had gotten. She was almost done with cleaning herself. She twisted her body to groom her flank and sort it out. ''You doing okay over there, Kestrelpaw?''

Blackcrystal tilted her head, laughing at her larger friend. She had settled herself down inside the hollow, and already started to clean at her fur until she heard Orangetail's voice. She looked up at him, ''Are you sure?'' She has asked, and quickly added, ''Yeah, my pelt is easier to sort out, but if we wait to long, what about yours?'' She asked, her ears pricking. The feline gets up from her spot to sit closer to her mud-ridden friend. ''Alright.'' She answered him, and leaned herself so that her head was in the crook of his neck. Absentmindedly she awaited for him to start grooming her, a shudder taking on her body. As long as she was closed to him, she might as well get started before it was her turn to began helping him groom himself. So the she-cat gently began giving rasp licks at his neck, hoping to dry off the water and get rid of the mud.

[BluBunnie]

Burning forest nodded,smiling." Yhea.Let's hope we dont.I have never tried a frog and never plan to.I don't see how shadowclan cats can stand them.not to mention eat them.I think that the prey will be pretty well fed.You ready?" He said,standing up.He was starting to feel more relaxed around the she-cat.many even friends.

Wingdrop nodded and stood. She was beginning to really like this cat, maybe they would end up being friends. She gave him a smile and headed towards the entrance, "Lets go!"

[BluBunnie]

Fairypaw delicately lifted a paw to start cleaning the muck off. It was one thing for it to rain, but it was another for it to cause mud. She didn't mind the rain because it only made her wet. Water was suppose to clean, right? She had no worries about the rain doing anything else to her. Maybe it had disheveled some of her markings making them into some type of art work, but that was all. She was okay with that. She looked towards at Kestrelpaw to see how far he had gotten. She was almost done with cleaning herself. She twisted her body to groom her flank and sort it out. ''You doing okay over there, Kestrelpaw?''

Blackcrystal tilted her head, laughing at her larger friend. She had settled herself down inside the hollow, and already started to clean at her fur until she heard Orangetail's voice. She looked up at him, ''Are you sure?'' She has asked, and quickly added, ''Yeah, my pelt is easier to sort out, but if we wait to long, what about yours?'' She asked, her ears pricking. The feline gets up from her spot to sit closer to her mud-ridden friend. ''Alright.'' She answered him, and leaned herself so that her head was in the crook of his neck. Absentmindedly she awaited for him to start grooming her, a shudder taking on her body. As long as she was closed to him, she might as well get started before it was her turn to began helping him groom himself. So the she-cat gently began giving rasp licks at his neck, hoping to dry off the water and get rid of the mud.


Kestrelpaw growled and grumbled every few moments while cleaning his fur, he left no piece of mud left behind. As he started to clean his paws a headache formed, he folded his ears back with annoyance. He hated headaches, after getting his front two paws clean he moved on to the back paws. "I am fine, I am just starting to get a headache." He said with a grumble.

Orangetail closed his eyes for a few moments as he felt Blackcrystal against him. He wondered why she shuddered, but soon after she began to groom his neck he had a shudder of his own. He let out a soft breath and began to groom Blackcrystals pelt, her fur wasn't as long or thick so it was pretty easy to get most of the mud out. He chuckled to himself as the wondered what Blackcrystal was thinking as she groomed his muddy thick fur.

[Static]

Wingdrop nodded and stood. She was beginning to really like this cat, maybe they would end up being friends. She gave him a smile and headed towards the entrance, "Lets go!"
Burning forest nodded and followed her to the entrance." Lets hope your a good hunter,because if your not then we will have to live with shadowclan." He teased.His brown and black fur shined in the sunlight and he felt like this cat was just another one of his few friends. He never associated with cats much that he didnt know,but he seemed to be making a few more friends every Moon.And for once,he did not mind being around them.
(Territory)

[zinfranny]

"Is that so? Is that the truth? That you're leader because of your incredibly large head? Just wait til everyone knows!" He jokingly added, winking. Antstep rolled onto his back, looking up at the sky before looking up at the leader on the ground. "Its soooo cold! Can't wait for the uhm, the next season." He didn't remember the name of it..

"Cold?" Gyrestar meowed in disbelief. "You're cold? Anty, it's newleaf, you ding-dong!" The lanky tom joined him on the ground and gave him a nudge with his elbow. The grass beneath him was stale and dry, but he could feel a few new blades poking through. And as he looked upward, the naked branches that strew over the sky were dotted with tiny buds. He looked back at the toyger beside him and pointed at the growing canopy, where conveniently, a robin landed atop a branch right on cue. "If that doesn't say newleaf, I don't know what does."

[Reverie]

(open wowz)

Perilousmist glanced around nervously before placing herself on a patch of sand, curling her white tail around her grey frame maticulously, looking out for any sign of cats.

[graves]

wolybro <3

The small molly pushed her way out of the warriors den her fur in a disarray matter from her nights rest from her the previous nights rest. Letting out a large yawn the molly drew a pink tongue over her maw. Her dark amber gaze scanned the clearing for one certain cat. Whiskermoon, she had to admit ever since meeting the molly and having been given the chance to get to know her she had started to feel a little bit of feelings beginning to grow for the other. Though not entirely ready to face that idea she sighed softly. She knew about her friends previous mate and how she had died during the evil reins of the leaders of before. She also wasn't sure on how that idea would affect her relationship. She merely had to be there for her to help her move one. Feeling the empty protest of her stomach that had drew her away from her thoughts she began to make her way to the pile of prey nosing her way though the pile she plunked a small mouse for her to eat and possibly share. Turning her head she began to look for somewhere to sit and get comfortable before the day ranged on into warrior duties and nothing of much sorts to past the time. Hopefully she would get the chance to see her at least once that was all she could ask for.
Whiskermoon padded into the clearing, a mouse hanging from her maw, carrying it by its tail. She was always an early riser,getting up before dawn showed through and getting back by the time the sun was finally in the sky. It gave her free time to do what she liked. This morning she felt a little bit better, she had visited Hiddenvoices grave. She was slowly getting over her old mate, but it still stung to know she was gone. She was trying to move on, but held guilt to know that she had a kit to take care of. She had conflicting thought about this, since she had growing feelings for her friend, Olivenose. The molly had grown close to her after Hiddenvoices death, and she felt guilty for loving her because she didn't know how Hemlockkit would feel, or if Hiddenvoice in starclan would disgrace her. She knew what love was like, and thats how she was slowly feeling towards Olivenose. Green hues spotted the other molly and she gave a bright smile,trying to push away her thoughts. She placed the mouse in the fresh kill pile, and settling herself next to the other warrior, a smile still on her face. "Good morning Olivenose," her voice was a purr of happiness, seeing as whenever she was arounf the other cat all she felt was happiness.

[Brilliance]

Kestrelpaw growled and grumbled every few moments while cleaning his fur, he left no piece of mud left behind. As he started to clean his paws a headache formed, he folded his ears back with annoyance. He hated headaches, after getting his front two paws clean he moved on to the back paws. "I am fine, I am just starting to get a headache." He said with a grumble.

Orangetail closed his eyes for a few moments as he felt Blackcrystal against him. He wondered why she shuddered, but soon after she began to groom his neck he had a shudder of his own. He let out a soft breath and began to groom Blackcrystals pelt, her fur wasn't as long or thick so it was pretty easy to get most of the mud out. He chuckled to himself as the wondered what Blackcrystal was thinking as she groomed his muddy thick fur.

''Maybe you just need to sleep that headache off. Do you need to go see Wheatfur? Maybe he can help.'' The small she-cat replied as she groomed the other side of her flank. Everything was looking good to her, and she was happy to get most of the mud off her pelt. She glanced back at Kestrelpaw, worried that something may be wrong with him. He looked like he was struggling. ''You don't need any help, do you?'' She asked him, concerned laced in her throat.

Blackcrystal gently cleaned him off, taking rough licks a this pelt to rid the mud and the dirt. His fur was very very thick, and she had to use all her strength to clean off the matted parts of his fur. Though it was easy, and she took her time. She didn't like rushing things. She had felt a shiver when he started cleaning her own pelt--which was drench and mud-covered, but easy to groom. A soft, smooth blackness. The she-cat shifted her position, so that she could clean the mud off the side of the tom's face. She gave him rasp licks on his cheek before going down to his chest fur. She was almost finished, but with a thick pelt of his...she knew that she had to be gentle. She purred at the thought.

[graves]

The tom looked puzzled for a moment-- sometimes he forgot that Kiwipaw's name had changed-- but then an expression of realization came over his features and he shook his head, laughing as he did so. "She's doing alright. I haven't talked to her in a while-- not since I became a warrior, so I'm hoping to get to spend some time with her soon. How's your little love doing?" He asked, his voice becoming more higher pitched as he continued to speak. The tom knew that if Briarbranch trusted this cat, he probably should too. He wanted his sister to be safe, and he definitely wanted her to have a good mate and make good choices. He was excited that she had finally found someone of her own. A smile spread over the tom's maw. Timberstrike was glad to be around Briarbranch, just to get to spend some time with her even if it wasn't for that long. But now that he no longer had training to worry about, he just might get to spend a little more time with her. Perhaps they could go hunting or something sometime. Start up a little competition. He hadn't had a competition of any kind since he was a kit-- it was as though his whole personality had changed when he became an apprentice.

She raised an eyebrow, "Im surprised, last time you told me about her you seem very ethuistic, Im surprised she wasn't the first cat you went to rearguard you being a warrior now." she chuckled. She hoped everything was going good between the two. She had never met the molly,but she hoped she was nothing but the best for her little brother. At the mention of her mate she smiled,"She's doing great honestly, when she's not busy I'll have you guys meet sometime? Maybe we could all go on a patrol sometime. I think she'd like that." She wanted to assure her brother that Cloudedsky was the best for her,she had never loved anyone more. She had tried love before with a tom named Emberfoot, but he had left her. After that it was hard for her to love again, but then she had set a glance to Cloudedsky, and her heart was set ablaze. She was inlove.

[lilith]

Whiskermoon padded into the clearing, a mouse hanging from her maw, carrying it by its tail. She was always an early riser,getting up before dawn showed through and getting back by the time the sun was finally in the sky. It gave her free time to do what she liked. This morning she felt a little bit better, she had visited Hiddenvoices grave. She was slowly getting over her old mate, but it still stung to know she was gone. She was trying to move on, but held guilt to know that she had a kit to take care of. She had conflicting thought about this, since she had growing feelings for her friend, Olivenose. The molly had grown close to her after Hiddenvoices death, and she felt guilty for loving her because she didn't know how Hemlockkit would feel, or if Hiddenvoice in starclan would disgrace her. She knew what love was like, and thats how she was slowly feeling towards Olivenose. Green hues spotted the other molly and she gave a bright smile,trying to push away her thoughts. She placed the mouse in the fresh kill pile, and settling herself next to the other warrior, a smile still on her face. "Good morning Olivenose," her voice was a purr of happiness, seeing as whenever she was around the other cat all she felt was happiness.

Her ears perked when she recognized the voice she was hoping for. Dropping her measly small piece of food and basically leaped at the molly. Her eyes filled with warmth and happiness. "You were just the cat I was looking for!" She chirped softly. Tilting her head to the side she blinked, "Would you like to share this mouse with me?" She asked in hopes that she would accept her offer. She wasn't sure how long she would be able to spend with Whiskermoon but for now she was willing to enjoy and bask in the warriors attention. Clearing her throat slightly she stepped away from her not wanting to come on strong or even yet scare her off. "If you have nothing as of yet" She whispered softly dipping her head to the other.

[wren]

@xxJaggededgexx

Raincloud was seated just outside the Warriors den. Her slender frame nearly invisible agasint The hustling felines around her. The she cat was attempting to find time to visit her brother. Wheatfur. He was extremely busy now which restricted her visiting rights. Wheatfur was her rock, due to her shyness it was near inpossible for her to make other friends outside of her siblings so when confronted with someone chatty she would have usually called on wheatfur to save her but now he was busy. So she sat as still as she could. Trying to look like she was deep in some important thought. She didn't want to be confronted and if she was she would have to make up some sort of excuse to escape it.

( sorry short )

[Reverie]

@xxJaggededgexx

Raincloud was seated just outside the Warriors den. Her slender frame nearly invisible agasint The hustling felines around her. The she cat was attempting to find time to visit her brother. Wheatfur. He was extremely busy now which restricted her visiting rights. Wheatfur was her rock, due to her shyness it was near inpossible for her to make other friends outside of her siblings so when confronted with someone chatty she would have usually called on wheatfur to save her but now he was busy. So she sat as still as she could. Trying to look like she was deep in some important thought. She didn't want to be confronted and if she was she would have to make up some sort of excuse to escape it.

( sorry short )


Leopardsneer stood, his tan pelt slick against his spine as he stood, he coughed, his green eyes surveying the camp. Exhaling, he sat back down, washing his paws.

[wren]

Leopardsneer stood, his tan pelt slick against his spine as he stood, he coughed, his green eyes surveying the camp. Exhaling, he sat back down, washing his paws.

Rainclouds head went to the side wih the sound of a cough. Her body jerked slighty and she narrowed her eyes in the direction without Turing her head to much. She studied the Tom for a good moment before concluding she didn't know him.

[Reverie]

Rainclouds head went to the side wih the sound of a cough. Her body jerked slighty and she narrowed her eyes in the direction without Turing her head to much. She studied the Tom for a good moment before concluding she didn't know him.


The warrior stood helplessly.

[wren]

The warrior stood helplessly.

Raincloud felt awkward next to him so getting up she tried to scoot away from him by inching towards the exit. Than she went faster and suddenly her paw caught on a root and she face planted. Her frail body wasn't able to keep her up so she face planted with a grunt.

[Reverie]

Raincloud felt awkward next to him so getting up she tried to scoot away from him by inching towards the exit. Than she went faster and suddenly her paw caught on a root and she face planted. Her frail body wasn't able to keep her up so she face planted with a grunt.

"A-Are you ok?"

[wren]

"A-Are you ok?"

Raincloud twitched slightly. She raised her face form the dirt and looked nervously over at him. "I.. I.. Yes"

[Reverie]

Raincloud twitched slightly. She raised her face form the dirt and looked nervously over at him. "I.. I.. Yes"

"Alright."

[wren]

"Alright."


(It's sorta hard to reply to these. Maybe you could give me like two lines? There's nothing wrong with you it's just me! If you could maybe make it a bit bigger that'd be great! :love85: )

[Reverie]

(It's sorta hard to reply to these. Maybe you could give me like two lines? There's nothing wrong with you it's just me! If you could maybe make it a bit bigger that'd be great! :love85: )

(I get lazy at times sorry XD)


Leo nodded, flicking his tail in response, "Are you sure you don't need help?" He questioned.

[wren]

(I get lazy at times sorry XD)


Leo nodded, flicking his tail in response, "Are you sure you don't need help?" He questioned.


Raincloud glared at him from the ground than shut her eyes as she atte,pets to raise herself of the ground. Blood trickled from her nostrils and she shook her head slightly "maybe.. Uh"

[Reverie]

Raincloud glared at him from the ground than shut her eyes as she atte,pets to raise herself of the ground. Blood trickled from her nostrils and she shook her head slightly "maybe.. Uh"


He held out a paw, "Take it with your fangs," he instructed/

[wren]

He held out a paw, "Take it with your fangs," he instructed/

"won't that hurt?" she asked looking away for a moment

[graves]

Her ears perked when she recognized the voice she was hoping for. Dropping her measly small piece of food and basically leaped at the molly. Her eyes filled with warmth and happiness. "You were just the cat I was looking for!" She chirped softly. Tilting her head to the side she blinked, "Would you like to share this mouse with me?" She asked in hopes that she would accept her offer. She wasn't sure how long she would be able to spend with Whiskermoon but for now she was willing to enjoy and bask in the warriors attention. Clearing her throat slightly she stepped away from her not wanting to come on strong or even yet scare her off. "If you have nothing as of yet" She whispered softly dipping her head to the other.
"Then I'm glad I was blessed with your presence,then." she chuckled. Olivenose was looking for her? She didn't know others looked forward to seeing her anymore. She didn't really have a lot of family,she had some friends,but not to close. "I'd love to share a mouse with you, I haven't eaten anything yet,thank you." she gave a nice smile,sitting next to the other molly,pelts brushing. Despite getting over Hiddenvoice, she wasn't opposed to affection,infact she rather liked it. Being close to someone again. She bent down,taking a small nibble from the mouse. Her mouth watered after having a whole hunting patrol without eating. She leaned up again, swallowing her mouthful,"How long have you been awake?"

[Tigress]

Crowsong stopped walking and turned around. "What is it?", she asked, her eyes glowing with love. She sat down and started to lick her ruffled chest fur. The gray she-cat looked back up at Stoneheart, waiting for him to tell her what he had to say.

Stoneheart looked up at her. "Crowsong, I love you." The words came out just right. He knew that they would become mates, they both loved each other, so why not? But things could turn out more complicated then any cat could guess, Stoneheart knew that. There could be another tom wanting to challenge him, or maybe a parent who didn't think kindly of him being with Crowsong. Stoneheart had never met her parents, or, well, didn't know who they were. He had met Birchleaf, her brother, but who knows what's going through his mind. Well, at least we're not in different clans.

Stoneheart stared into her eyes seriously. "Crowsong. We need to think this through, before anything." He loved her, and never wanted her to be in a relationship with him and then get hurt. His eyes glowed powerfully of hope as he gazed upon the beautiful she-cat.

[lilith]

"Then I'm glad I was blessed with your presence,then." she chuckled. Olivenose was looking for her? She didn't know others looked forward to seeing her anymore. She didn't really have a lot of family,she had some friends,but not to close. "I'd love to share a mouse with you, I haven't eaten anything yet,thank you." she gave a nice smile,sitting next to the other molly,pelts brushing. Despite getting over Hiddenvoice, she wasn't opposed to affection,infact she rather liked it. Being close to someone again. She bent down,taking a small nibble from the mouse. Her mouth watered after having a whole hunting patrol without eating. She leaned up again, swallowing her mouthful,"How long have you been awake?"

The small molly purred with utter joy taking a seat next to her friend their fur tips almost touching. Looking at her with a side glance, letting her amber gaze study the beauty of what her friend could possibly offer and then some. From her calicoed fur to those gorgeous green eyes of her Olivenose could all but watch the molly captivated in the slightest. She was rather lucky to have ran into her when they had first met and was rather grateful that it even happen to being with. It wasn't every day that you met someone who could possible change the way life could go. Despite her growing feelings for the albino molly, all Olivenose could ever possibly be to this she-cat was a close friend and even if it wasn't what she wanted she was glad to even have that. Hearing the question she gave her eyes a quick blink and her head a quick shake hoping that the other wasn't offended by her prude behavior. "Not to long actually! Just enough to get the mouse and run into you I suppose. How long have you been up?" She asked returning the question back. She was curious but at the same time worried for the molly. She had taken the death of her former mate pretty hard. But who could blame her, she did love her after all.

[Phoenix Flames]

Stoneheart looked up at her. "Crowsong, I love you." The words came out just right. He knew that they would become mates, they both loved each other, so why not? But things could turn out more complicated then any cat could guess, Stoneheart knew that. There could be another tom wanting to challenge him, or maybe a parent who didn't think kindly of him being with Crowsong. Stoneheart had never met her parents, or, well, didn't know who they were. He had met Birchleaf, her brother, but who knows what's going through his mind. Well, at least we're not in different clans.

Stoneheart stared into her eyes seriously. "Crowsong. We need to think this through, before anything." He loved her, and never wanted her to be in a relationship with him and then get hurt. His eyes glowed powerfully of hope as he gazed upon the beautiful she-cat.
Crowsong smiled. "I knew you'd say that.", she mewed. The gray she-cat nuzzled Stoneheart and then perked her ears as she heard a cat come out of the warriors' den. "I've heard all your conversations. I've seen that you are both happy because you love each other....", Crowsong's mother, Snowfoot, growled.

"Mother, you have no right to disprove of our relationship. And it's a good thing Stoneheart and I are from the same Clan!", Crowsong hissed. "You've never been in love before, Crowsong... This is the first time you have been in love and I don't approve of Stoneheart...", the white furred she-cat narrowed her eyes. "Does it look like I care?! All you've done my and Birchleaf's whole lives is act like we weren't there! You wanted us to be isolated from everything and everyone.... You wanted us to be lonely... You wanted us to be depressed.... Mother, I don't need you in my life anymore... Just go, Snowfoot... I don't need you anywhere near me," the fluffy gray she-cat snarled. Snowfoot glared at her daughter. Birchleaf just stared. "Mother, do as Crowsong says... All you have done was ignore us...", the brown tabby and white tom said.

Snowfoot bared her teeth in a growl. "At least I was a mother to both of you!!", the white she-cat hissed, running out of camp and into the territory. Snowfoot needed to calm herself down so she decided to hunt.

"Stoneheart, I'm sorry for our quarrel with our mother..", Crowsong said. Birchleaf sat back down in his nest and smiled. "At least you and Stoneheart are happy together.", he meowed. "Yes, at least we're happy together," the gray she-cat purred, her blue eyes shining with love and sadness. "I know we need to think this through...", she murmured.

[Phoenix Flames]

Crowsong smiled. "I knew you'd say that.", she mewed. The gray she-cat nuzzled Stoneheart and then perked her ears as she heard a cat come out of the warriors' den. "I've heard all your conversations. I've seen that you are both happy because you love each other....", Crowsong's mother, Snowfoot, growled.

"Mother, you have no right to disprove of our relationship. And it's a good thing Stoneheart and I are from the same Clan!", Crowsong hissed. "You've never been in love before, Crowsong... This is the first time you have been in love and I don't approve of Stoneheart...", the white furred she-cat narrowed her eyes. "Does it look like I care?! All you've done my and Birchleaf's whole lives is act like we weren't there! You wanted us to be isolated from everything and everyone.... You wanted us to be lonely... You wanted us to be depressed.... Mother, I don't need you in my life anymore... Just go, Snowfoot... I don't need you anywhere near me," the fluffy gray she-cat snarled. Snowfoot glared at her daughter. Birchleaf just stared. "Mother, do as Crowsong says... All you have done was ignore us...", the brown tabby and white tom said.

Snowfoot bared her teeth in a growl. "At least I was a mother to both of you!!", the white she-cat hissed, running out of camp and into the territory. Snowfoot needed to calm herself down so she decided to hunt.

"Stoneheart, I'm sorry for our quarrel with our mother..", Crowsong said. Birchleaf sat back down in his nest and smiled. "At least you and Stoneheart are happy together.", he meowed. "Yes, at least we're happy together," the gray she-cat purred, her blue eyes shining with love and sadness. "I know we need to think this through...", she murmured.
Hollystorm4eva

[Tigress]

Crowsong smiled. "I knew you'd say that.", she mewed. The gray she-cat nuzzled Stoneheart and then perked her ears as she heard a cat come out of the warriors' den. "I've heard all your conversations. I've seen that you are both happy because you love each other....", Crowsong's mother, Snowfoot, growled.

"Mother, you have no right to disprove of our relationship. And it's a good thing Stoneheart and I are from the same Clan!", Crowsong hissed. "You've never been in love before, Crowsong... This is the first time you have been in love and I don't approve of Stoneheart...", the white furred she-cat narrowed her eyes. "Does it look like I care?! All you've done my and Birchleaf's whole lives is act like we weren't there! You wanted us to be isolated from everything and everyone.... You wanted us to be lonely... You wanted us to be depressed.... Mother, I don't need you in my life anymore... Just go, Snowfoot... I don't need you anywhere near me," the fluffy gray she-cat snarled. Snowfoot glared at her daughter. Birchleaf just stared. "Mother, do as Crowsong says... All you have done was ignore us...", the brown tabby and white tom said.

Snowfoot bared her teeth in a growl. "At least I was a mother to both of you!!", the white she-cat hissed, running out of camp and into the territory. Snowfoot needed to calm herself down so she decided to hunt.

"Stoneheart, I'm sorry for our quarrel with our mother..", Crowsong said. Birchleaf sat back down in his nest and smiled. "At least you and Stoneheart are happy together.", he meowed. "Yes, at least we're happy together," the gray she-cat purred, her blue eyes shining with love and sadness. "I know we need to think this through...", she murmured.

Stoneheart licked her cheek. "It's ok." He whispered into her ear. Crowsong is so beautiful. I love her spark and the joy she brings. I hope our relationship will work out. Stoneheart nuzzled Crowsong, purring. His heart was dedicated to her, and so was his life. He would love her forever, no matter what happened. "Come with me, I know a beautiful place just outside of camp."
Who will approve or disapprove? Her mother disapproved, but then again, Crowsong didn't want her in her life. We don't have to worry about my parents, or siblings. Does any tom like Crowsong? Or is it just me? What about Birchleaf? What does her think of me being with her? Stoneheart shook his head, things were quite complicated.

[Phoenix Flames]

Stoneheart licked her cheek. "It's ok." He whispered into her ear. Crowsong is so beautiful. I love her spark and the joy she brings. I hope our relationship will work out. Stoneheart nuzzled Crowsong, purring. His heart was dedicated to her, and so was his life. He would love her forever, no matter what happened. "Come with me, I know a beautiful place just outside of camp."
Who will approve or disapprove? Her mother disapproved, but then again, Crowsong didn't want her in her life. We don't have to worry about my parents, or siblings. Does any tom like Crowsong? Or is it just me? What about Birchleaf? What does her think of me being with her? Stoneheart shook his head, things were quite complicated.
"Okay.", Crowsong mewed, following Stoneheart. (Shouldn't Stoneheart know already that Birchleaf approves of their relationship?)

[Tigress]

"Okay.", Crowsong mewed, following Stoneheart. (Shouldn't Stoneheart know already that Birchleaf approves of their relationship?)

He does but he wasn't sure)

Stoneheart and Crowsong padded off to the place. When they got there, Stoneheart bolted up a large cherry blossom tree. He waited for Crowsong to stand right underneath it, then Stoneheart started shaking the branches, making flowers fall on her. He laughed when one fell right on her nose.

He climbed down and ran up to her. There was a flower on her head, up against her left ear. Woah, I didn't see that coming! Stoneheart smiled, his cheeks were warm and his vibrant green eyes were staring into her blue ones. He rested his tail on the flower covered ground. Stoneheart never had experienced a moment more magical then this one.

[BluBunnie]

''Maybe you just need to sleep that headache off. Do you need to go see Wheatfur? Maybe he can help.'' The small she-cat replied as she groomed the other side of her flank. Everything was looking good to her, and she was happy to get most of the mud off her pelt. She glanced back at Kestrelpaw, worried that something may be wrong with him. He looked like he was struggling. ''You don't need any help, do you?'' She asked him, concerned laced in her throat.

Blackcrystal gently cleaned him off, taking rough licks a this pelt to rid the mud and the dirt. His fur was very very thick, and she had to use all her strength to clean off the matted parts of his fur. Though it was easy, and she took her time. She didn't like rushing things. She had felt a shiver when he started cleaning her own pelt--which was drench and mud-covered, but easy to groom. A soft, smooth blackness. The she-cat shifted her position, so that she could clean the mud off the side of the tom's face. She gave him rasp licks on his cheek before going down to his chest fur. She was almost finished, but with a thick pelt of his...she knew that she had to be gentle. She purred at the thought.

Kestrelpaw began to clean his flank, "No, I'll be fine." he said. He was almost done and he prayed it wouldn't rain again tomorrow. He wanted to have fun with his friends after training. "I'm almost done, I don't need help. Thanks for offering." He said. He finished cleaning himself and shook his fur, "Maybe it will go away after I sleep." He smiled at his friend. "You ready to head for the den?"

Orangetail hoped Blackcrystal couldn't feel his heart racing underneath his pelt. He was still amazed about how easy it was to clean her fur, "How did you get mud on your head?" he chuckled. He had noticed the she-cat had small specks of mud on her head. He quickly licked the top of her head, getting the mud specks off.

[Phoenix Flames]

He does but he wasn't sure)

Stoneheart and Crowsong padded off to the place. When they got there, Stoneheart bolted up a large cherry blossom tree. He waited for Crowsong to stand right underneath it, then Stoneheart started shaking the branches, making flowers fall on her. He laughed when one fell right on her nose.

He climbed down and ran up to her. There was a flower on her head, up against her left ear. Woah, I didn't see that coming! Stoneheart smiled, his cheeks were warm and his vibrant green eyes were staring into her blue ones. He rested his tail on the flower covered ground. Stoneheart never had experienced a moment more magical then this one.
Crowsong laughed and then sneezed as the flower fell on her nose. She then rolled over onto her back but then stood up as she felt a flower fall on her head. The gray she-cat looked at Stoneheart and smiled.

"You want to go hunting later?", Crowsong asked. She sat down and licked Stoneheart's cheek.

[Tigress]

Crowsong laughed and then sneezed as the flower fell on her nose. She then rolled over onto her back but then stood up as she felt a flower fall on her head. The gray she-cat looked at Stoneheart and smiled.

"You want to go hunting later?", Crowsong asked. She sat down and licked Stoneheart's cheek.

"Sure." He responded, playfully flicking her with his tail. Stoneheart lay down beside Crowsong. "I wonder when the clan will notice me again." He said to himself. The sky was setting and it was around twilight. The sky was red, purple, pink, orange and blue, with soft clouds dotted around. "Twilight...." He whispered. "We should probably go back now. We can go hunting in the morning."
Stoneheart got up onto his feet and tilted his head, waiting for Crowsong's response.

[JaxenAmethyst]

xxJaggededgexx

Thornclaw woke up, stretching his legs, a yawn escaping his vocal cords. He rolled over Hummingjay, then jumped up, startled. He eventually knew who it was and leaped back on top of her, his claws sheathed, smashing his paw into her flank. He smirked, "Come on, Hummingjay..."

[Reverie]

@xxJaggededgexx (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=1328)

Thornclaw woke up, stretching his legs, a yawn escaping his vocal cords. He rolled over Hummingjay, then jumped up, startled. He eventually knew who it was and leaped back on top of her, his claws sheathed, smashing his paw into her flank. He smirked, "Come on, Hummingjay..."


"What?" Hummingjay smirked, elbowing her mate softly, "You know you always do this." She giggled, licking her mate on the cheek, "I still love you anyways, you know that, don't you?" She smiled, her maw opening in an inviting smile.

[JaxenAmethyst]

"What?" Hummingjay smirked, elbowing her mate softly, "You know you always do this." She giggled, licking her mate on the cheek, "I still love you anyways, you know that, don't you?" She smiled, her maw opening in an inviting smile.

"I know," he said, a bragging tone in his voice. "I mean look at me," he gave a wink at Hummingjay and toppled over, laughing. Eventually, he sat up. "So. What do you want to do today?," he asked, flashing a smile towards her. "ThunderClan needs more fresh-kill anyways!," he silently complained, excitement pulsing through his pelt.

[Reverie]

"I know," he said, a bragging tone in his voice. "I mean look at me," he gave a wink at Hummingjay and toppled over, laughing. Eventually, he sat up. "So. What do you want to do today?," he asked, flashing a smile towards her. "ThunderClan needs more fresh-kill anyways!," he silently complained, excitement pulsing through his pelt.


"Shall we hunt then?" The dappled warrior smiled as her mate winked at her, "I question why you're still with me, y'know." She giggled at her remark, Hummingjay, you're acting like a kit, stop! She thought, but began licking her chest, waiting for a reply from her mate, "I mean, I'm a mess, just look at me!"

[JaxenAmethyst]

"Shall we hunt then?" The dappled warrior smiled as her mate winked at her, "I question why you're still with me, y'know." She giggled at her remark, Hummingjay, you're acting like a kit, stop! She thought, but began licking her chest, waiting for a reply from her mate, "I mean, I'm a mess, just look at me!"

Thornclaw paused, a surprised expression on his face. "What do you mean 'question why I'm still with you'?" He nuzzled her. "You're amazing!"

(SORRY IT'S SHORT :'( )

[goddess of ducks]

Owlpaw listened to his words, her grey-blue hues looking down at the ground. What he said made a lot of sense. She just didn't understand why she was so scared all of a sudden; ever since she was a kit, this had been everything she wanted. She'd wanted to be a warrior, a leader, a role model for younger cats. But with her apprentice ceremony being so late? She was more of a laughingstock and a nobody. An eight moon old kit?
Who had ever heard of such a thing? Thankfully, she'd stopped mentioning her age and eventually, things had settled down a little. Settled down to the point where she was able to actually breathe, take a good look around, and realize that she was okay. And now? It looked like she was going to be back to doing that. She'd thought the stress and worry was over when she became an apprentice. That she would be able to enjoy it, even though it wasn't the most relaxing thing she'd ever experienced. "Okay." She spoke in a soft whisper, her voice trembling slightly with her fear and her emotion as she did so. It was vibrant, and almost visible.
Owlpaw had never been the best at hiding her emotions. Everything she felt, she wore it proudly-- whether it was fear, guilt, or something else. Anything and everything. These were just more emotions for her to wear, for her to display, and yet she was more ashamed of them then she remembered being. Perhaps it was because Storkflight was there watching here. Perhaps it was because she'd grown up, and realized things were different now. As a kit, your feelings hadn't mattered too much-- if you could play, and sneak out, you were in.
Now? Everything mattered. Your personality. Your appearance. The way you talked, walked, and acted. None of that had mattered, it was just a simple 'okay! I trust you!' if someone came to your rescue. Trust was important for any kithood, and being raised in ThunderClan, before Ratnight took over-- at least partly before then-- Owlpaw had never had any reason to distrust another cat. "Storkflight? You think we could go back to those places again?" She asked after a moment, glancing up at him with her familiar kit-like innocence shining in her hues, waiting for his response. She wanted to go back, back to that closed off, beautiful place where she could have stayed forever. And this time...maybe she would.


Storkflight watched her. He could see plainly, the emotions swimming around. Oh how he wished he could just enter her mind, see her thoughts, calm her down, tell her it was fine. Her plainly seen emotions, were something Storkflight hadn't dealt with much. He tried not to show his emotions, he didn't want others seeing that he was breaking down, crashing, burning, especially if he was trying to help some one. He was trying to help her, help her deal with her struggles. Help her get through this, but some of it hit home, and effected him. In ways he was right there beside her, but he acted strong, pushed the emotion away, and was there to support her. At her request to go see the places again, it took him a split second to remember that he had taken her out as a kit and shown her the territory and his favorite place. He gave her a small nod, and he laid his tail over her shoulders. He smiled softly. "Of course, let's go." He said, his voice light, gentle, soothing.

[Im assuming we can continue this in the terriotry]




Moving was always easy for the blue somali. Running here. Running there. Running until he felt his paws lift off the ground as if he could fly. It was a farfetched thought, but that's how he felt whenever he was moving. Whenever he was moving, he wasn't such a nervous wreck. A skittish toy, or a stammering fool. The tom was more comfortable being on his own anyway, away from prying eyes, or listening ears, or never ending mouths. He tried to get along with all his clan members. Displaying a mutual amount of respect for them as they did him. He tried to smile, a faltering smile, but it was there. He felt likes eyes were watching his every move. That those eyes were getting information on him, and that they would use it against him someday. That was just the paranoid side of him speaking, and as the tom slowed to a halt after reaching the clearing, he padded his way around, avoiding every gaze that he thought was paying attention to him. A deep sigh rumbled from within his maw, and he looked up, his eyes clouded in fear, but all he saw in front of was the black she-cat that...perhaps only understood him more than others. He tried to give her a gentle smile, but he twitched slightly. His tail swayed gently behind him, and he sat down on his haunches, looking at his paws. He only stood there in front of her, not knowing what to say. He knew if he did, it might be something idiotic. This was how their relationship worked--perfectly fine with him. When he didn't speak, she would speak to him. She would check on him, and that was when everything would flow out his maw naturally, like he's lifting a large boulder off his shoulder.


Upon spotting her friend, Nightbreeze gave a broad smile and approached him. Pausing, she realized she hadn't eaten since the previous night and her stomach was demanding something, some substance. Quickly, knowing that he had probably seen her by now, she grabbed a plump squirrel off the pile, one who had obviously had plenty stored for the past leaf bare. Sure, leaf bare was over, but new leaf was not in full swing yet, so the weather was still slightly chilly and damp, and a few sprouts of green had shown up, but it was not here fully yet. Still, she clamped down firmly in the piece of prey, and carried it to the blue tinted warrior. Dropping it by his paws, she smiled, yet again. "Hello my friend. How are you going today? Besides that you haven't anything to do yet. But that is no bad thing. Sometimes it does a warrior good to just sit back and take an easy day." She rambled on, knowing he wasn't much of a conversation starter. So she would start it, work with what she had, and continue. She liked this Tim cat, and she liked to help. She would be there to help, all a cat ever had to know was her name, and where to find her. She knew Bluedust most likely had some self doubt issues, but one of her kits held the same thing, and she knew, some what of how to deal with it. That was one perk she gained from having so many adopted kits; she met a whole bunch of different personality types, introverts, extroverts, prideful, doubtful, competitive, knowledgable. She saw a lot, so she had some knowledge of how to handle certain situations.

[Deerlie]

Jaymist sat in camp, waiting to hunt

[Barnabas]

Featherkit picked up some moss from her nest and took it over to a place in the nursery that no cat ever slept. She set down the moss and went back to get more. Featherkit picked up some more moss and went back. She let out a long sigh, before getting the last bit of bedding. The kit walked back to the new nest place and made her nest. Now I will be even more lonely! She hated to be alone, but no kit ever came near. "Your a mousebrain to think you'll ever have friends!" she growled to herself.

Featherkit let out a growl and clawed her face, leaving a scratch on her cheek. She felt the blood sink into her nest. Stupid Kit you'll never have any freinds. Your a disappointment to the clan. Featherkit heard the voice in her head and let out a sigh. Your better off with the dark forest, the voice came and again, repeating the same thing over and over. Featherkit felt ringing in her ears as she laid down to rest. She couldn't keep her mind off the voice of the dark forest warrior. "Leave me alone. I don't want you in my thoughts anymore. Don't you understand that." she growled in a whisper only she could hear.

[Brilliance]

Kestrelpaw began to clean his flank, "No, I'll be fine." he said. He was almost done and he prayed it wouldn't rain again tomorrow. He wanted to have fun with his friends after training. "I'm almost done, I don't need help. Thanks for offering." He said. He finished cleaning himself and shook his fur, "Maybe it will go away after I sleep." He smiled at his friend. "You ready to head for the den?"

Orangetail hoped Blackcrystal couldn't feel his heart racing underneath his pelt. He was still amazed about how easy it was to clean her fur, "How did you get mud on your head?" he chuckled. He had noticed the she-cat had small specks of mud on her head. He quickly licked the top of her head, getting the mud specks off.

Fairypaw nodded, and as she was done grooming her fur lightly, she waited patiently for her friend to finish what he was doing. The she-cat was ready to head on to the apprentices' den and to make sure that her adoptive brother, Tigerpaw was in there. Usually when it rained, the tom had nothing to do, but stay in the den. Though nowadays, he seemed to be hiding something from her, and she didn't know what it was. She was quite the happy camper that she had other friends instead of him now. If she didn't, Fairypaw would be alone, and the small she-cat hated the thought of loneliness. ''More than ever!'' She exclaimed, hoping onto her paws. Seemed like that little mishap had healed.

Since Blackcrystal was cleaning the large orange tom's chest, she heard a really loud thumping sound. She stopped for a few minutes, making sure it wasn't her head that was thumping. It wasn't even coming from her! The black she-cat looked upward towards her friend, but he said something and started licking the top of her head. Blackcrystal giggled. ''I suppose some mud droplets came from your pelt and landed on me.'' She answered him. The she-cat felt her pelt cleaned, and she was appreciating the tom for helping her in her grooming process. Blackcrystal pressed herself closer to Orangetail. Her small size was perfect to fit under his chin, and lean her body on his chest. The she-cat gave tender nuzzles under his chin, emitting out purrs. ''Thank you.'' She told him, before she allowed herself to finish grooming him.




Upon spotting her friend, Nightbreeze gave a broad smile and approached him. Pausing, she realized she hadn't eaten since the previous night and her stomach was demanding something, some substance. Quickly, knowing that he had probably seen her by now, she grabbed a plump squirrel off the pile, one who had obviously had plenty stored for the past leaf bare. Sure, leaf bare was over, but new leaf was not in full swing yet, so the weather was still slightly chilly and damp, and a few sprouts of green had shown up, but it was not here fully yet. Still, she clamped down firmly in the piece of prey, and carried it to the blue tinted warrior. Dropping it by his paws, she smiled, yet again. "Hello my friend. How are you going today? Besides that you haven't anything to do yet. But that is no bad thing. Sometimes it does a warrior good to just sit back and take an easy day." She rambled on, knowing he wasn't much of a conversation starter. So she would start it, work with what she had, and continue. She liked this Tim cat, and she liked to help. She would be there to help, all a cat ever had to know was her name, and where to find her. She knew Bluedust most likely had some self doubt issues, but one of her kits held the same thing, and she knew, some what of how to deal with it. That was one perk she gained from having so many adopted kits; she met a whole bunch of different personality types, introverts, extroverts, prideful, doubtful, competitive, knowledgable. She saw a lot, so she had some knowledge of how to handle certain situations.

The blue somali looked up slowly at the older warrior, giving a small smile at her. He was relief that she understood how he worked. He wasn't shy, per se, but he was anxious, and his words always managed to stumble after each other. With Nightbreeze, the tom was comfortable talking to her. Although, he wasn't always comfortable talking to her at first, but he managed to accept the fact that she wanted to e his friend, and that she wanted to help him. The tom stared at the prey that Nightbreeze dropped at his paws, his eyes lingering on it a bit longer as if he were afraid to touch it. He then slowly brought his gaze back up at her. ''I'm fine.'' He answered, meekly. Truthfully, he was not. He was anxious to run around or do anything that kept him moving. Though he finished a run earlier today, the tom seemed to never want to sit still. Casually, he thumped his tail, feeling an itch come upon him. An itch of nervousness. However, he stared at the prey Nightbreeze brought for him, and thought rude if he hadn't touched it. So, he bent down and started ravaging it. He tore at the meat and chopped onto it in a noisy manner. The tom felt himself shuddering. Moving was his thing. He wasn't moving long enough. Now, he quickly gulped down the meal, and he stared back up at Nightbreeze, and started circling around her, trotting around her as if he were hunting her down. Truthfully, he wasn't. The tom was a wreck of nervousness and without moving often, he felt an itch of insanity. No wonder, he didn't have many friends. However, he was truly grateful for Nightbreeze and Storkflight that helped him with his problems. As he moved around her, he asked, ''Howarethekitsdoing?'' His voice was quick, an excited type of quick, but he was hoping that she knew what he meant. Not only was he fueled from food, but now he was energetic, ready for another run or burst of energy.

[BluBunnie]

Fairypaw nodded, and as she was done grooming her fur lightly, she waited patiently for her friend to finish what he was doing. The she-cat was ready to head on to the apprentices' den and to make sure that her adoptive brother, Tigerpaw was in there. Usually when it rained, the tom had nothing to do, but stay in the den. Though nowadays, he seemed to be hiding something from her, and she didn't know what it was. She was quite the happy camper that she had other friends instead of him now. If she didn't, Fairypaw would be alone, and the small she-cat hated the thought of loneliness. ''More than ever!'' She exclaimed, hoping onto her paws. Seemed like that little mishap had healed.

Since Blackcrystal was cleaning the large orange tom's chest, she heard a really loud thumping sound. She stopped for a few minutes, making sure it wasn't her head that was thumping. It wasn't even coming from her! The black she-cat looked upward towards her friend, but he said something and started licking the top of her head. Blackcrystal giggled. ''I suppose some mud droplets came from your pelt and landed on me.'' She answered him. The she-cat felt her pelt cleaned, and she was appreciating the tom for helping her in her grooming process. Blackcrystal pressed herself closer to Orangetail. Her small size was perfect to fit under his chin, and lean her body on his chest. The she-cat gave tender nuzzles under his chin, emitting out purrs. ''Thank you.'' She told him, before she allowed herself to finish grooming him.



{I'm gonna post in the apprentice den I'll mention you}

Orangetail chuckled, "I suppose so. My fur is pretty long and crazy so I don't doubt that would happen." Orangetail took in the black felines scent as she pressed against him. It seemed like they fit perfectly together, he could feel her purrs vibrating against his chest. He wrinkled his nose, it kinda tickled a bit and her gentle nuzzle was making it more ticklish. Just after Blackcrystal had thanked him he began to laugh. "I'm s-sorry! It just t-tickles!" He chuckled. As she began to finish grooming him he started to calm down, "Sorry again." He said. He hoped the she-cat didn't think he was laughing at her, he really wasn't.

{I'm gonna just assume cats are ticklish :P}

[BluBunnie]

Noire

Kestrelpaw stepped into the den before his friend, Fairypaw. It seemed like her paw had gotten better but he was still worried about her, he waited by the entrance. He hoped his friend Tigerpaw was in his nest, Tigerpaw was acting a bit strange lately but Kestrelpaw had not known Tigerpaw or Fairypaw for that long so he wasn't sure if it was just him or not. He didn't remember seeing Tigerpaw in the clearing anywhere and he doubted he would be in the Leaders' or Warriors' den. Fairypaw knew the tom better then Kestrelpaw did, he was even her adoptive brother, so he figured that if he wasn't in her she would know where to look.

[Zero]

If there was one thing that Firekit couldn't agree more with, it was that freshly fallen snow was far better than the brown, muddy slush that covered the clearing floor. She missed it's fluff, the rolling mounds of it, how the snow was deepest against one farthest wall due to the wind blowing it in that direction. She missed the snowflakes. The little white flakes of snow that fell from the sky were nothing less than graceful. They were mesmerising, even if they were nothing more than frozen rain. But now, nothing fell from the sky, and the snow that stayed on the ground was melting, the wet earth's dirt mixing into the melting snow. The tons of paw prints seemed to mix up the snow, turning it brown and ugly. Firekit wished for the ugliness to just melt away entirely.
When she heard the voice of another kit, she quickly turned her head in the direction of the voice. She saw another kit, and they were asking to play. "Hello!" She chirped friendily. At her question, Firekit nodded enthusiastically. "Sure! I'm so bored, there's nothing fun to do here other than play." She complained, but smiled all the same. "What do you want to play?" She asked, her ginger head cocked to one side as she awaited Sablekit's response.

(I'm soooo sorry this took so long, I forgot about this >.<)

Sablekit carefully flicked some slush from her paw as she awaited her answer, though it didn't really help since her paws were already completely wet and muddy from just walking around the clearing. Her mother would certainly have a fit later today, but at the moment this tiny she-kit wasn't super concerned about being such a mess. That wasn't to say she wanted to fall and get completely wet and muddy. But, being so young, she didn't really know any better and suggested a game where falling was a common aspect.
When Firekit responded, she straightened to attention once more. "Yeah, that's true!" She agreed eagarly, her dark brown ears perking up. After barely a heartbeat of thought, she continued. "We should play mossball!" The kitten suggested, though it barely sounded like one, more like a command. To be honest, Sable didn't really mean to sound bossy, it was just the only way she knew how to communicate. Her mother always commented on it, but without Nightbreeze around to say anything, she easily forgot that it was polite to ask, and not just say.
She blinked once, and then twice, staring at the kitten with a complex look on her face for a moment of two. "I've seen you around! You're Firekit!" She exclaimed, with only a confidence that Sablekit was able to muster. To anybody else, it would be embarrassing to say the wrong name, but this she-kit was too cocky to think of that possibility.

[goddess of ducks]

The blue somali looked up slowly at the older warrior, giving a small smile at her. He was relief that she understood how he worked. He wasn't shy, per se, but he was anxious, and his words always managed to stumble after each other. With Nightbreeze, the tom was comfortable talking to her. Although, he wasn't always comfortable talking to her at first, but he managed to accept the fact that she wanted to e his friend, and that she wanted to help him. The tom stared at the prey that Nightbreeze dropped at his paws, his eyes lingering on it a bit longer as if he were afraid to touch it. He then slowly brought his gaze back up at her. ''I'm fine.'' He answered, meekly. Truthfully, he was not. He was anxious to run around or do anything that kept him moving. Though he finished a run earlier today, the tom seemed to never want to sit still. Casually, he thumped his tail, feeling an itch come upon him. An itch of nervousness. However, he stared at the prey Nightbreeze brought for him, and thought rude if he hadn't touched it. So, he bent down and started ravaging it. He tore at the meat and chopped onto it in a noisy manner. The tom felt himself shuddering. Moving was his thing. He wasn't moving long enough. Now, he quickly gulped down the meal, and he stared back up at Nightbreeze, and started circling around her, trotting around her as if he were hunting her down. Truthfully, he wasn't. The tom was a wreck of nervousness and without moving often, he felt an itch of insanity. No wonder, he didn't have many friends. However, he was truly grateful for Nightbreeze and Storkflight that helped him with his problems. As he moved around her, he asked, ''Howarethekitsdoing?'' His voice was quick, an excited type of quick, but he was hoping that she knew what he meant. Not only was he fueled from food, but now he was energetic, ready for another run or burst of energy.

Nightbreeze sat down, curling her black plumed tail around her small paws. She smiled kindly at him, the smile she always wore, no matter who she was talking to. It was very bad if you were to see the young black feline without her normal smile. If she was frowning, scowling, or angry, then something must have really upset her. Nightbreeze was a cat who always wanted to show the best of Thunderclan, kindness and compassion. She loved going gatherings, just so she could show that Thunderclan wasn't completely full of stuck up cobweb brained fox hearts. She showed them the kinder side, the softer side, the loving side. Her green hues gazed on calmly as he paced. She had grown used to the fact that he liked to keep moving, and it didn't bother her. It took her a moment though, to figure out what he had said, because of the fast paced phrase. She figured it out though, keeping her expression unchanged. She laughed a little. "Oh those little fur balls. They're a paw full. I'll tell you, ine moment you think you have them all sleeping, and then the next you spot one across the den, calling to the others. Once that happens, they're all up and playing again. They're a lovable mess, I'll tell you. But the older ones, Barkskip and Storkpaw- Storkflight now, are doing very good. I believe Barkskip is still healthy and doing good, and Storkflight received his warrior ceremony recently." She stated happily. "How have you been my dear? Have you gone out for a run today?" She turned back the question.

[goddess of ducks]

turtle

Vireokit woke up, his pale Aqua hues blinking slowly, he was groggy, but the heat from his siblings did nothing to help him fall back into a sleep. Groaning, he rolled out of the nest. His sisters lay sleeping still, but he honestly didn't care. He grumble some incomprehensible words as he sat to the side. Still grumbling he leaned down and licked his fur, smoothing the ruffled patches of fur. His orange and gray mottled pelt was dimly lit by the dark lighting of the nursery. The young tom kit sulked, why couldn't he have a brother? Just two sisters who did nothing but giggle. Great...more giggling and laughter and petty jokes. If they wanted to see jokes, they should just come to see him. Now he knew how to joke around and prank.

[Gusty]

"They won't. But your mother will."Moonfeather mewed.
"Aww, shoot, I forgot about that," Falconkit complained aloud. Her tail dropped slightly. "Maybe I should leave the apprentice's den then. I don't want my mom to realize that I'm in here! Although Sagefrost is kind, she... she might be a bit disappointed. I can't be sure, so..." the kit trailed off, cocking her head.

"By the way, are you bored of me? If you are, you could leave and go back to warrior duties. If you're not, then maybe we could eat something by the fresh-kill pile in the clearing...?" Her eyes grew wide with hope. And honestly, Falconkit was pretty hungry by that point. She could use a mouse or two for her empty stomach.

[graves]

The small molly purred with utter joy taking a seat next to her friend their fur tips almost touching. Looking at her with a side glance, letting her amber gaze study the beauty of what her friend could possibly offer and then some. From her calicoed fur to those gorgeous green eyes of her Olivenose could all but watch the molly captivated in the slightest. She was rather lucky to have ran into her when they had first met and was rather grateful that it even happen to being with. It wasn't every day that you met someone who could possible change the way life could go. Despite her growing feelings for the albino molly, all Olivenose could ever possibly be to this she-cat was a close friend and even if it wasn't what she wanted she was glad to even have that. Hearing the question she gave her eyes a quick blink and her head a quick shake hoping that the other wasn't offended by her prude behavior. "Not to long actually! Just enough to get the mouse and run into you I suppose. How long have you been up?" She asked returning the question back. She was curious but at the same time worried for the molly. She had taken the death of her former mate pretty hard. But who could blame her, she did love her after all.
"I'm glad you ha gotten a good nights sleep,then." she purred, a smile on her face. When she was asked the same question,she looked away slightly. "I've been up for awhile, went on a hunting patrol." she stared at the ground, a soft smile on her face thinking of how nice the sun felt on her pelt, how the nice new leaf breeze felt in her pelt. It had been awhile since she learned to actually enjoy things anymore. "I visited Hiddenvoices grave. It's been awhile." her voice held longing in it, for her past mate. She would give anything to see her again, to have her pressed close to her again, to raise their kits together and watch them as they grew old. That chance was taken away from Hiddenvoice to fast. Her smile had dropped, though was lifted back up again as she gave a small chuckle,"I'm sorry for darkening the mood. I know she's up in Starclan, as we all will one day. She was just up there to soon for me." her voice was soft, though accepting. She was accepting that Hiddenvoice was never going to be coming back. She was trying to learn to love the things around her, like the breeze in her pelt, or the sun setting in it. Or even the molly right infront of her.

[lone]

She raised an eyebrow, "Im surprised, last time you told me about her you seem very ethuistic, Im surprised she wasn't the first cat you went to rearguard you being a warrior now." she chuckled. She hoped everything was going good between the two. She had never met the molly,but she hoped she was nothing but the best for her little brother. At the mention of her mate she smiled,"She's doing great honestly, when she's not busy I'll have you guys meet sometime? Maybe we could all go on a patrol sometime. I think she'd like that." She wanted to assure her brother that Cloudedsky was the best for her,she had never loved anyone more. She had tried love before with a tom named Emberfoot, but he had left her. After that it was hard for her to love again, but then she had set a glance to Cloudedsky, and her heart was set ablaze. She was inlove.


The tabby felt his pelt heating up and batted at her with a paw, ducking his head in an embarassed manner. "Cut that out," He muttered, but his eyes showed their twinkling and expression of fun. Of course he wasn't that embarassed. He never was. Timberstrike's tail twitched back and forth and he glanced over at the feline with a curious expression. "She's been busy, I guess. I don't know. I'm planning on looking for her sometime soon..." his voice trailed off and he sighed, before he settled down to wrap his tail around his paws and smiled at the female's words. "That sounds absolutely amazing. I can't wait to meet her." An excited expression spread over his features, followed by one of quick concern. "Wait... little brother check. Everything's going fine, right? I don't need to beat anyone up, do I?" He asked. It was a joke, but there was a note of truth in it-- he would beat someone up if he thought they were picking on his sister. He would do anything to protect her. She was extremely important to him, and while they fought occasionally... they were still family. He could still go to her and tell her things he wouldn't tell anyone else, and he was sure she felt the same about him. However strong a friendship bond may be, family bonds were always stronger.


turtle
A sandy colored cat sat in the clearing, her tail wrapped around her paws. She was pretty small for her age; though she was only six moons old, so she was already small anyways. Her paw darted out and pinned a leaf to the ground; the already brown, and dying leaf crunched beneath her paw and cracked, and as she lifted her paw, the pieces blew away like miniature feathers on the wind. Kestrelpaw watched them go with a semi-satisfied expression. She had used to do things like that all the time when she was younger. And now? Now she was an apprentice. Fearless. Strong. Except that wasn't exactly the case with the light, dust/sand colored feline. She wasn't as strong as she would have liked to be. And she certainly wasn't invincible... oh no, Kestrelpaw was far from it. A sigh escaped her maw as she settled down, curling her tail around her paws. She was quite fond of her mentor. Aime'Storm was one of the nicest cats she'd met, and he didn't treat her as though she were stupid because of her age. He treated her like she was older, like she wanted to be treated. And, her maturity level was higher then some other cats her age. She sometimes worried that the arguing and whining kits were the future of ThunderClan. Were these the cats that would someday be leading the Clan? That would someday be Medicine Cats, healing the sick and injured? That would be willing to help the injured? Yes, this was the future of ThunderClan. She was part of the future of ThunderClan. And, while most kits and younger apprentices aspired to be leader or deputy someday, Kestrelpaw was much happier with being just a warrior. Oh, of course she wouldn't mind it-- what cat in their right mind would?-- but she would be equally pleased and contented just to be another warrior, another face in the crowd. She sometimes wished that the Warrior Code was a little different. After all, there were things that bothered her to an extreme height, and things that she knew probably should bother her, and yet they didn't. Kestrelpaw sank down into a laying position, tail curled around her tightly like a barrier.

[Bandido]

Starclaw opened her eyes, disturbed from all the talking and noise.
She sat up stretched from her sleep and looked at the others.

"Dawn already?"
She complained while standing up on all fours.

[lilith]

"I'm glad you ha gotten a good nights sleep,then." she purred, a smile on her face. When she was asked the same question,she looked away slightly. "I've been up for awhile, went on a hunting patrol." she stared at the ground, a soft smile on her face thinking of how nice the sun felt on her pelt, how the nice new leaf breeze felt in her pelt. It had been awhile since she learned to actually enjoy things anymore. "I visited Hiddenvoices grave. It's been awhile." her voice held longing in it, for her past mate. She would give anything to see her again, to have her pressed close to her again, to raise their kits together and watch them as they grew old. That chance was taken away from Hiddenvoice to fast. Her smile had dropped, though was lifted back up again as she gave a small chuckle,"I'm sorry for darkening the mood. I know she's up in Starclan, as we all will one day. She was just up there to soon for me." her voice was soft, though accepting. She was accepting that Hiddenvoice was never going to be coming back. She was trying to learn to love the things around her, like the breeze in her pelt, or the sun setting in it. Or even the molly right infront of her.

Olivenose shot up right away her eyes wide with worry. In a more frantic an quicken voice she said, "No no! Dear you didn't darken anythings you are aloud to talk about the cats you loved! By any means talk as much as you need." Pressing her nose in the mollys shoulder fur she closed her eyes a bit her once bristled fur laid against her toned muscles. Her heartbeat began to beat against her chest. She had never done something like this to anyone and she wasn't sure how the other felt about her doing something like this. Gulping she quickly pulled away her gaze shifted away as she studied whatever it was near her, like it was some form of savory to her. She wanted to comfort the molly in any way she could possibly do so, she just wanted to show she was there for them. The breaking sun began to warm her fur the cloudless sky brightened to his bluest beauty. She let out a faint sigh her ears folded back, "I'm sorry if that offended you... What I did I mean! I just want to comfort you the best way! I can't relate losing someone I held dear because they're still here... right here.." she mumbled softly more so to herself.




The tabby felt his pelt heating up and batted at her with a paw, ducking his head in an embarassed manner. "Cut that out," He muttered, but his eyes showed their twinkling and expression of fun. Of course he wasn't that embarassed. He never was. Timberstrike's tail twitched back and forth and he glanced over at the feline with a curious expression. "She's been busy, I guess. I don't know. I'm planning on looking for her sometime soon..." his voice trailed off and he sighed, before he settled down to wrap his tail around his paws and smiled at the female's words. "That sounds absolutely amazing. I can't wait to meet her." An excited expression spread over his features, followed by one of quick concern. "Wait... little brother check. Everything's going fine, right? I don't need to beat anyone up, do I?" He asked. It was a joke, but there was a note of truth in it-- he would beat someone up if he thought they were picking on his sister. He would do anything to protect her. She was extremely important to him, and while they fought occasionally... they were still family. He could still go to her and tell her things he wouldn't tell anyone else, and he was sure she felt the same about him. However strong a friendship bond may be, family bonds were always stronger.


turtle
A sandy colored cat sat in the clearing, her tail wrapped around her paws. She was pretty small for her age; though she was only six moons old, so she was already small anyways. Her paw darted out and pinned a leaf to the ground; the already brown, and dying leaf crunched beneath her paw and cracked, and as she lifted her paw, the pieces blew away like miniature feathers on the wind. Kestrelpaw watched them go with a semi-satisfied expression. She had used to do things like that all the time when she was younger. And now? Now she was an apprentice. Fearless. Strong. Except that wasn't exactly the case with the light, dust/sand colored feline. She wasn't as strong as she would have liked to be. And she certainly wasn't invincible... oh no, Kestrelpaw was far from it. A sigh escaped her maw as she settled down, curling her tail around her paws. She was quite fond of her mentor. Aime'Storm was one of the nicest cats she'd met, and he didn't treat her as though she were stupid because of her age. He treated her like she was older, like she wanted to be treated. And, her maturity level was higher then some other cats her age. She sometimes worried that the arguing and whining kits were the future of ThunderClan. Were these the cats that would someday be leading the Clan? That would someday be Medicine Cats, healing the sick and injured? That would be willing to help the injured? Yes, this was the future of ThunderClan. She was part of the future of ThunderClan. And, while most kits and younger apprentices aspired to be leader or deputy someday, Kestrelpaw was much happier with being just a warrior. Oh, of course she wouldn't mind it-- what cat in their right mind would?-- but she would be equally pleased and contented just to be another warrior, another face in the crowd. She sometimes wished that the Warrior Code was a little different. After all, there were things that bothered her to an extreme height, and things that she knew probably should bother her, and yet they didn't. Kestrelpaw sank down into a laying position, tail curled around her tightly like a barrier.



The small Egyptian mau kitten slipped out of the nursery his dark green eyes gazed the surrounding area in wonder. This kitten only had two and a half more years before he joined the ranks of the apprentices. And because of that he wanted to spend what little time he had doing whatever he wished before the amount of duties of having that rank piled up on his shoulders. Letting out a faint sigh he searched for something to do. There was endless possibilities he could be doing like exploring what little areas he had yet to do. A small devishly smile crept in the corner of his mouth as it came to him. Adventure! Adventuring was what he wanted to do now, but at the same time he didn't want to go alone so what better idea but to find someone to go with him right? Nodding to himself he began his search for a companion. Creeping around the clearing he shifted around the small clusters of cats that littered the clearing his gazes jumped from cat to cat finding a more suitable match for himself. That was until his gaze landed on the smaller apprentice. She had to be perfect! All he needed to do was ask her. Padding over to Kestrelpaw with his tail in the air he stopped in front of her. "Hello there!" He chirped his ears perked.

[lilith]

turtle

Vireokit woke up, his pale Aqua hues blinking slowly, he was groggy, but the heat from his siblings did nothing to help him fall back into a sleep. Groaning, he rolled out of the nest. His sisters lay sleeping still, but he honestly didn't care. He grumble some incomprehensible words as he sat to the side. Still grumbling he leaned down and licked his fur, smoothing the ruffled patches of fur. His orange and gray mottled pelt was dimly lit by the dark lighting of the nursery. The young tom kit sulked, why couldn't he have a brother? Just two sisters who did nothing but giggle. Great...more giggling and laughter and petty jokes. If they wanted to see jokes, they should just come to see him. Now he knew how to joke around and prank.

The small tom finally woke up from his slumber. Stretching out slightly he let out a mighty yawn before he blinked open his dark green eyes. Letting them adjust to the pale light of then den he then licked at his paws drawing them over his ears before sitting up in his nest. He didn't really have any siblings let alone any mother so he had a nest of his own which get pretty lonesome. Drawing a tongue over his maw he looked around the den. Seeing the smaller shapes of the sleeping bodies of the other kits. That was before he took notice of Vireokit, blinking a few times he got up and out of his nest while at the same time streching. Clearing his throat slightly he padded over to him a smile on his face. "pst" he hissed softly

[Deerlie]

Featherkit sat in her nest in the nursery, looking at all the kits. They each had a mother except for her. She let out a long sigh. I wish I had a mom. She'd be the best one there was. But who would love me. She let out a sad look and curled up in her nest. She couldn't help, but let out a few whimpers of sadness as she watch everyone with their families.
Featherkit picked up some moss from her nest and took it over to a place in the nursery that no cat ever slept. She set down the moss and went back to get more. Featherkit picked up some more moss and went back. She let out a long sigh, before getting the last bit of bedding. The kit walked back to the new nest place and made her nest. Now I will be even more lonely! She hated to be alone, but no kit ever came near. "Your a mousebrain to think you'll ever have friends!" she growled to herself. Featherkit let out a growl and clawed her face, leaving a scratch on her cheek. She felt the blood sink into her nest. Stupid Kit you'll never have any freinds. Your a disappointment to the clan. Featherkit heard the voice in her head and let out a sigh. Your better off with the dark forest, the voice came and again, repeating the same thing over and over. Featherkit felt ringing in her ears as she laid down to rest. She couldn't keep her mind off the voice of the dark forest warrior. "Leave me alone. I don't want you in my thoughts anymore. Don't you understand that." she growled in a whisper only she could hear.


Flowerkit got up and padded over to featherkit. She saw the blood and wiped it away.
"Are you OK? Your bleeding!" She squeaked. She had found a cobweb in here when she ran into in and quickly grabbed it. She padded back over and carefully licked it clean.

[lone]

Olivenose shot up right away her eyes wide with worry. In a more frantic an quicken voice she said, "No no! Dear you didn't darken anythings you are aloud to talk about the cats you loved! By any means talk as much as you need." Pressing her nose in the mollys shoulder fur she closed her eyes a bit her once bristled fur laid against her toned muscles. Her heartbeat began to beat against her chest. She had never done something like this to anyone and she wasn't sure how the other felt about her doing something like this. Gulping she quickly pulled away her gaze shifted away as she studied whatever it was near her, like it was some form of savory to her. She wanted to comfort the molly in any way she could possibly do so, she just wanted to show she was there for them. The breaking sun began to warm her fur the cloudless sky brightened to his bluest beauty. She let out a faint sigh her ears folded back, "I'm sorry if that offended you... What I did I mean! I just want to comfort you the best way! I can't relate losing someone I held dear because they're still here... right here.." she mumbled softly more so to herself.






The small Egyptian mau kitten slipped out of the nursery his dark green eyes gazed the surrounding area in wonder. This kitten only had two and a half more years before he joined the ranks of the apprentices. And because of that he wanted to spend what little time he had doing whatever he wished before the amount of duties of having that rank piled up on his shoulders. Letting out a faint sigh he searched for something to do. There was endless possibilities he could be doing like exploring what little areas he had yet to do. A small devishly smile crept in the corner of his mouth as it came to him. Adventure! Adventuring was what he wanted to do now, but at the same time he didn't want to go alone so what better idea but to find someone to go with him right? Nodding to himself he began his search for a companion. Creeping around the clearing he shifted around the small clusters of cats that littered the clearing his gazes jumped from cat to cat finding a more suitable match for himself. That was until his gaze landed on the smaller apprentice. She had to be perfect! All he needed to do was ask her. Padding over to Kestrelpaw with his tail in the air he stopped in front of her. "Hello there!" He chirped his ears perked.

Alarmed-- or at least partly-- Kestrelpaw's ears pricked upwards and she glanced over in surprise at the kit near her. Now, for most apprentices, he would have been much smaller. But Kestrelpaw, being her tiny little self, wasn't too much bigger then the tom. "Something I can help you with?" She asked in a polite, careless tone. Although her voice was light and airy, it quite frankly was saying 'I don't care' to the younger cat. Kestrelpaw didn't care what others thought of her. She didn't care whether they thought she was mean, nice, funny, grumpy, a wonderful or a horrible cat. She knew the truth. She was just another cat, just like them. Sure, her personality might be different, her appearance and breed might be different, but she was a clanmate. If this young kit could show her he deserved her respect and attention then fine, she would humor him. For now? She wasn't going to give him another look. Yawning, Kestrelpaw got to her paws, where the kit still reached a good height. "Look, I don't mean to be rude or anything--" that was a sure sign that she was going to be rude-- "but, you wouldn't mind finding someone else to bother, would you? I'm not in the mood." She wouldn't mind too much if the kit stayed. After all, as she was constantly remembering... Aime'Storm had told her that kits were the future of ThunderClan. And that meant this one was. After a moment, the feline sighed. "Or, if you're determined to stay; who are you?" She asked, looking the kit over with a perfectly calm expression.

[Brilliance]

{I'm gonna post in the apprentice den I'll mention you}

Orangetail chuckled, "I suppose so. My fur is pretty long and crazy so I don't doubt that would happen." Orangetail took in the black felines scent as she pressed against him. It seemed like they fit perfectly together, he could feel her purrs vibrating against his chest. He wrinkled his nose, it kinda tickled a bit and her gentle nuzzle was making it more ticklish. Just after Blackcrystal had thanked him he began to laugh. "I'm s-sorry! It just t-tickles!" He chuckled. As she began to finish grooming him he started to calm down, "Sorry again." He said. He hoped the she-cat didn't think he was laughing at her, he really wasn't.

{I'm gonna just assume cats are ticklish :P}

{I wouldn't be surprised if cats were ticklish! Being tickled is sooo fun but it's annoying as well xp }

Blackcrystal finished up her companion's grooming, as she heard him laugh. She took a step back from him, a bright smile on her face. ''You're silly. You know that?'' She playfully says, nudging him in the chest with one of her paws. The feline looks up towards the sky, and a small smile graced her face. She was happy to be inside the hollow, safe from the rain. Her pelt clean and dry. She then walked behind Orangetail, brushing her tail along his side until she was completely behind him. The female used her two paws to wrap them behind Orangetail, circling his neck. A tail swayed gently behind her. The black feline felt a sense of flirtiness overtake her as she whispered in his ear, ''Thanks for a great day today.'' She whispered, purring into his ear as she gave a ginger lick to his cheek. The feline forced herself down from her companion and sat a few fox-lengths away from him, Though she looked at him from the corner's of her eyes. She loved their relationship. They were best friends. The tom had to know that she liked to flirt. It was one of her strong suites. Like when she was shy at first meeting her. Did she mean any of the words she said to him? Of course she did. He was her best friend after all, he would understand her.


Nightbreeze sat down, curling her black plumed tail around her small paws. She smiled kindly at him, the smile she always wore, no matter who she was talking to. It was very bad if you were to see the young black feline without her normal smile. If she was frowning, scowling, or angry, then something must have really upset her. Nightbreeze was a cat who always wanted to show the best of Thunderclan, kindness and compassion. She loved going gatherings, just so she could show that Thunderclan wasn't completely full of stuck up cobweb brained fox hearts. She showed them the kinder side, the softer side, the loving side. Her green hues gazed on calmly as he paced. She had grown used to the fact that he liked to keep moving, and it didn't bother her. It took her a moment though, to figure out what he had said, because of the fast paced phrase. She figured it out though, keeping her expression unchanged. She laughed a little. "Oh those little fur balls. They're a paw full. I'll tell you, ine moment you think you have them all sleeping, and then the next you spot one across the den, calling to the others. Once that happens, they're all up and playing again. They're a lovable mess, I'll tell you. But the older ones, Barkskip and Storkpaw- Storkflight now, are doing very good. I believe Barkskip is still healthy and doing good, and Storkflight received his warrior ceremony recently." She stated happily. "How have you been my dear? Have you gone out for a run today?" She turned back the question.

Bluedust nodded. Of course, how could he forget? Storkflight had became a warrior recently. That was a ceremony that he refused to miss! He could tell that Nightbreeze was a proud momma seeing her kits grow up and take on the world. She was a kind and gentle soul, taking on his nervous state, and being older than him by ten moons. He was glad to have someone steady in his life. Barkslip, on the other hand, he didn't know much about. But, he knew that was Storkflight's brother. Adoptive brother, but still his brother and his best friend. ''Ah, yes, of course! Remind me to visit him sometime to congratulate him properly.'' He spoke, his movements slowing down a bit. As he circled around Nightbreeze, he thought about the question she asked him. How was he doing? How was he feeling? The tom didn't know. He usually hated those types of questions, because he never knew how to answer them truthfully. He felt like a wreck. Sometimes he felt happy, that he could face the world. Other times he felt timid, and wanted to hide behind the ebony feline. So, in order to answer this question, the tom stopped until he was on the side of her, looking into the distance. He could be honest to Nightbreeze. There was no use to lying to her. She knew him well enough like she knew her own kits. ''I had went on a run, thanks for asking. Might go on another one, I don't know.'' His voice was rushed, speed-like. Buzzed. He thumped his tail in an irregular way for being hyped and not moving fast enough. What was wrong with him? Why did his mind act fast, act on impulse? The tom often wondered what tree his mother fell out of when she was pregnant with him. Wasn't it her fault that he ended like this in such a way? His biggest fear was the fact that he would never find a mate. Never find anyone to accept him. From a distance, he could stare at the pretty she-cats, but he never dared to make a move on them because of his anxious state. They would run off before Bluedust could finish his stuttering state. Nightbreeze, however, was different. She hadn't ran away, and she was there to help him. That was enough for him, and it made his heart warm at the thought that he could trust another feline. ''I'm doing...fine, I suppose.'' Was that a lie? No, it wasn't. He was doing fine. He wasn't doing grand, and he could do better, but he felt fine. He felt content whenever he was near her. The tom swiftly hopped in front of her as he spoke once more. ''Ah, yes, those little furballs!'' He purred. ''I would love to see them sometime! And, as well as Storkflight. How is he doing again lately? I mean, have you heard from him recently? Since he became a warrior?''

[BluBunnie]

{I wouldn't be surprised if cats were ticklish! Being tickled is sooo fun but it's annoying as well xp }

Blackcrystal finished up her companion's grooming, as she heard him laugh. She took a step back from him, a bright smile on her face. ''You're silly. You know that?'' She playfully says, nudging him in the chest with one of her paws. The feline looks up towards the sky, and a small smile graced her face. She was happy to be inside the hollow, safe from the rain. Her pelt clean and dry. She then walked behind Orangetail, brushing her tail along his side until she was completely behind him. The female used her two paws to wrap them behind Orangetail, circling his neck. A tail swayed gently behind her. The black feline felt a sense of flirtiness overtake her as she whispered in his ear, ''Thanks for a great day today.'' She whispered, purring into his ear as she gave a ginger lick to his cheek. The feline forced herself down from her companion and sat a few fox-lengths away from him, Though she looked at him from the corner's of her eyes. She loved their relationship. They were best friends. The tom had to know that she liked to flirt. It was one of her strong suites. Like when she was shy at first meeting her. Did she mean any of the words she said to him? Of course she did. He was her best friend after all, he would understand her.


"I know, but you love me anyway." He chuckled. He began to get nervous as his friend went behind him, he was surprised when he felt her paws around his neck. He was wondering what she was doing, a shudder went down his back as she whispered in his ear. He stared and observed her carefully as she walked away. His cheek still felt warm where she licked him, he was starting to get the biggest crush on his black feline. He knew she was flirty but he couldn't help it. He walked up to her carefully and nudged her cheek.

[Brilliance]

"I know, but you love me anyway." He chuckled. He began to get nervous as his friend went behind him, he was surprised when he felt her paws around his neck. He was wondering what she was doing, a shudder went down his back as she whispered in his ear. He stared and observed her carefully as she walked away. His cheek still felt warm where she licked him, he was starting to get the biggest crush on his black feline. He knew she was flirty but he couldn't help it. He walked up to her carefully and nudged her cheek.

''You're just lovable, I suppose.'' The black she-cat shrugged, and absentmindedly brought up a paw to start grooming it. She didn't know why she did it, but it was one of her weird quirks to start tending to her paws even though they were already clean. Her eyes were locked onto Orangetail, as if she was stuck daydreaming. When he approached her, and nudge her cheek, she swiftly turned her head to him, brushing her nose against his, and quickly jumped away, laughing. ''Sorry, about that.'' She knew she was a flirt, but she didn't mean to invade his personal space. The tom would know if she did. So, after regaining her posture, she replied. ''What's up?'' Tilting her head, wondering what was on his mind.

[BluBunnie]

''You're just lovable, I suppose.'' The black she-cat shrugged, and absentmindedly brought up a paw to start grooming it. She didn't know why she did it, but it was one of her weird quirks to start tending to her paws even though they were already clean. Her eyes were locked onto Orangetail, as if she was stuck daydreaming. When he approached her, and nudge her cheek, she swiftly turned her head to him, brushing her nose against his, and quickly jumped away, laughing. ''Sorry, about that.'' She knew she was a flirt, but she didn't mean to invade his personal space. The tom would know if she did. So, after regaining her posture, she replied. ''What's up?'' Tilting her head, wondering what was on his mind.

Orangetail widen his eyes as he felt the black felines nose brush against his. He looked at her for a few moments, "Its.. Fine..." He watched her for a while. He perked his ears as she asked him a question, he wasn't paying attention all that well. "uhm... Just thinking about what just happened." He chuckled nervously.

{Heyyy, question! Do you have a mean Shadowclan cat? My cat Ratpaw needs an insulting and mean mentor and I cannot find one for him...}

[Brilliance]

Orangetail widen his eyes as he felt the black felines nose brush against his. He looked at her for a few moments, "Its.. Fine..." He watched her for a while. He perked his ears as she asked him a question, he wasn't paying attention all that well. "uhm... Just thinking about what just happened." He chuckled nervously.

{Heyyy, question! Do you have a mean Shadowclan cat? My cat Ratpaw needs an insulting and mean mentor and I cannot find one for him...}

{I'm sorry! I do not. I did have one but I had him killed off earlier this month >.< Currently he's in the dark forest. I can make one for you though if you want ^^}

Blackcrystal giggled, looking at her friend with a quizzical expression. She hoped that she wasn't the one confusing him, but haven't she been lately? She was certainly unaware of the crush he had on her, so she didn't think anything she was doing was harmful. She liked to play around, to flirt, and to not have others take her seriously. However, this tom was different. He was one of her best friends Sure, she was highly affectionate towards him. The she-cat wasn't afraid to express herself now that she was passed her shy phase. ''I think what just happened was a moment of sweet nothings passed between us!'' She stated, confidently, although she felt insecure because Orangetail's prying eyes were on her, and it made her blush and pin her own ears to her head.

[BluBunnie]

{I'm sorry! I do not. I did have one but I had him killed off earlier this month >.< Currently he's in the dark forest. I can make one for you though if you want ^^}

Blackcrystal giggled, looking at her friend with a quizzical expression. She hoped that she wasn't the one confusing him, but haven't she been lately? She was certainly unaware of the crush he had on her, so she didn't think anything she was doing was harmful. She liked to play around, to flirt, and to not have others take her seriously. However, this tom was different. He was one of her best friends Sure, she was highly affectionate towards him. The she-cat wasn't afraid to express herself now that she was passed her shy phase. ''I think what just happened was a moment of sweet nothings passed between us!'' She stated, confidently, although she felt insecure because Orangetail's prying eyes were on her, and it made her blush and pin her own ears to her head.

Orangetail felt a bit her by her comment but he knew he couldn't take it to heart too much. He knew she was playing around and it was his fault for developing the crush. He shrugged and looked away from his friend, he felt quite awkward. "Anyway. We should get to sleep." He said bluntly. He was so embarrassed, he began to walk away.

{If that is okay with you then yeah! I rp as his mother, he also hates him because he was the only kit who survived. He is "Ugly" To her and she thinks highly of her own looks. The mentor would be close friends with the mother and treat him unwell as well and let her observe the training session}

[Brilliance]

Orangetail felt a bit her by her comment but he knew he couldn't take it to heart too much. He knew she was playing around and it was his fault for developing the crush. He shrugged and looked away from his friend, he felt quite awkward. "Anyway. We should get to sleep." He said bluntly. He was so embarrassed, he began to walk away.

{If that is okay with you then yeah! I rp as his mother, he also hates him because he was the only kit who survived. He is "Ugly" To her and she thinks highly of her own looks. The mentor would be close friends with the mother and treat him unwell as well and let her observe the training session}

{Of course :3 I'll be working on his mentor straight away!!}

Blackcrystal stared as her friend walked away. Quickly. Just leaving her behind. She wanted to fume at him, but thought best of it. What was the used? She didn't know what was wrong with him. She was completely oblivious, and she just stood there, watching as he walked away. ''Okay...I'll meet up with you later.'' She mews, quietly, before she looked at the at the ground, finding her claws interesting. Was he mad at her? He seemed like he was mad at her. She hated when her friends were mad at her.

[goddess of ducks]

The small tom finally woke up from his slumber. Stretching out slightly he let out a mighty yawn before he blinked open his dark green eyes. Letting them adjust to the pale light of then den he then licked at his paws drawing them over his ears before sitting up in his nest. He didn't really have any siblings let alone any mother so he had a nest of his own which get pretty lonesome. Drawing a tongue over his maw he looked around the den. Seeing the smaller shapes of the sleeping bodies of the other kits. That was before he took notice of Vireokit, blinking a few times he got up and out of his nest while at the same time streching. Clearing his throat slightly he padded over to him a smile on his face. "pst" he hissed softly

Oh great, another annoying ball of fur to coo over him and treat him like a play toy. That's what all the other kuts had done, thought of him as nothing but a weak ball of fur, one who couldn't hold his own. He had to prove himself. He narrowed his Aqua hues and ruffled his hackles. "What do you want?" He said, annoyed. He didn't want to have to deal with another kit who thought they were better than him. Nor did he want to deal with another petty, immature kit who only wanted to play baby kit games, like catch the tail. Hopefully this cat could get his message that if he came to harass, they needed to leave him alone.

[goddess of ducks]

Bluedust nodded. Of course, how could he forget? Storkflight had became a warrior recently. That was a ceremony that he refused to miss! He could tell that Nightbreeze was a proud momma seeing her kits grow up and take on the world. She was a kind and gentle soul, taking on his nervous state, and being older than him by ten moons. He was glad to have someone steady in his life. Barkslip, on the other hand, he didn't know much about. But, he knew that was Storkflight's brother. Adoptive brother, but still his brother and his best friend. ''Ah, yes, of course! Remind me to visit him sometime to congratulate him properly.'' He spoke, his movements slowing down a bit. As he circled around Nightbreeze, he thought about the question she asked him. How was he doing? How was he feeling? The tom didn't know. He usually hated those types of questions, because he never knew how to answer them truthfully. He felt like a wreck. Sometimes he felt happy, that he could face the world. Other times he felt timid, and wanted to hide behind the ebony feline. So, in order to answer this question, the tom stopped until he was on the side of her, looking into the distance. He could be honest to Nightbreeze. There was no use to lying to her. She knew him well enough like she knew her own kits. ''I had went on a run, thanks for asking. Might go on another one, I don't know.'' His voice was rushed, speed-like. Buzzed. He thumped his tail in an irregular way for being hyped and not moving fast enough. What was wrong with him? Why did his mind act fast, act on impulse? The tom often wondered what tree his mother fell out of when she was pregnant with him. Wasn't it her fault that he ended like this in such a way? His biggest fear was the fact that he would never find a mate. Never find anyone to accept him. From a distance, he could stare at the pretty she-cats, but he never dared to make a move on them because of his anxious state. They would run off before Bluedust could finish his stuttering state. Nightbreeze, however, was different. She hadn't ran away, and she was there to help him. That was enough for him, and it made his heart warm at the thought that he could trust another feline. ''I'm doing...fine, I suppose.'' Was that a lie? No, it wasn't. He was doing fine. He wasn't doing grand, and he could do better, but he felt fine. He felt content whenever he was near her. The tom swiftly hopped in front of her as he spoke once more. ''Ah, yes, those little furballs!'' He purred. ''I would love to see them sometime! And, as well as Storkflight. How is he doing again lately? I mean, have you heard from him recently? Since he became a warrior?''


Nightbreeze smiled. She could see faintly, as he stopped the uncomfortable state in which he entered when answering her questions. She couldn't really understand fully why he was so keen on answering those questions, but she shrugged it off. Best not to dwell on it. He had answered her and that was what she had wanted. "Well, that's great that you've been on a run today. I honestly think you would have made a fine Windclan cat as well. But I am glad you are in Thinderclan, you help make this place complete. Without you, nothing would be the same my dear Bluedust." She purred encouragingly. She liked being uplifting. Happy Clan happy life, right? If she could do her oart in encouraging her Clanmates, she knew that her words made a difference. Words always made a difference, especially to those who thought they were incapable of being welcomed, admired and loved. Barkskip had been the same way as a kit, so she encouraged him. Now he was fully accepted as a warrior. She was glad tha he seemed to be doing fine, but she doubted 'fine' was all he was thinking. As fast paced as he was, he was probably a swirling flurry of emotions, that was, if his emotions swayed and moved as fast as his legs and mouth. She loved her friend, but she had to admit, it was hard to understand him sometimes, with his slurred speech. She tended to avoid the subject though, thinking it as a sensitive subject. She was snapped back to reality by his question. "Oh yes, Storkflight seems to be doing fine. Already earned himself an apprentice. Hopefully he's enjoying training a young cat. He never had a good mentor, she never really trained him. That's when Barkskip took over for him and taught him. It's why the two are so close now. They're the closest pair of brothers I have seen in a while, especially since they are both adopted kits of mine. They're doing great though, although I think it's taking Storkflight some time to get used to being a warrior. He'll grow into it soon though, this is everything he's ever wanted, and now he's achieved it. Most likely, he is searching for a new goal in life."

[BluBunnie]

{Of course :3 I'll be working on his mentor straight away!!}

Blackcrystal stared as her friend walked away. Quickly. Just leaving her behind. She wanted to fume at him, but thought best of it. What was the used? She didn't know what was wrong with him. She was completely oblivious, and she just stood there, watching as he walked away. ''Okay...I'll meet up with you later.'' She mews, quietly, before she looked at the at the ground, finding her claws interesting. Was he mad at her? He seemed like he was mad at her. She hated when her friends were mad at her.

He folded his ears back grumpily and kicked himself. He knew he shouldn't have acted so mean but he was completely embarrassed and hurt by her words. He knew she didn't mean it but he just needed to cool off a bit before talking to her again. He looked back at her for a bit before stepping into the den.

{Oh no, so sad ;-; and thank you!!! do you wanna end the rp here and maybe have orangetail rp with someone else or do you just wanna end it and just start up later idk}

[Darky]

Dustkit stares at the other kits playing games with out him as he stays in the nursery.Dustkit was only 5 moons but was left out of everything and always got picked on by the other kits.Dustkit was going to show the kits in thunderclan that he was going to be the best warrior maybe even deputy. Dustkit goes to sleep waiting for his 6th moon.

[Darky]

Dustkit couldn't wait for he was going to be an apprentice and he was going be show what loyalty he has to the clan.

”Dustkit can you come up" the leader asked as Dustkit came up the highpeak.
" Dustkit you have reached the age of six moons, and it is time for you to be apprenticed. From this day on, until you receive your warrior name, you will be known as Dustpaw. Your mentor will be Graytail . I hope Graytail will pass down all he knows on to you."the leader says as Dustpaw hears his clanmates shouting his new name.

Dustpaw goes to the apprentice den and heads asleep as he can't wait for hunting tomorrow.

[Darky]

Dustpaw stares at falconkit. "Where are you going?" Dustpaw ask flaconkit as he stares at him.
"Are you lost?" Dustpaw ask the little kit.

[Momotaro]

{OK, bump for starfall}

[Starfall]

Wjeatfur looked up from his herbs. "Come in." he muttered drowsily, but perked up when he saw the injury. "Oh, come in, quick, sit down." He bustled to business, reaching for certain herbs and cobwebs, "Now, what did you do, I've heard your a newly made warrior, you should have more sense than that." He muttered drilling, perhaps slightly more harshly than normal, but reassuring tone came after, "Eat this," He nosed forward the poppyseed, "It will help with the pain."

[Sorry ^^" It's testing week and im drowning in them]

The silver tom hobbled in and held back a hiss of pain when he put pressure on the injured paw, he was absolutely humiliated. The new warrior hadn't planned on getting hurt like that, he planned on getting hurt in a battle for his clan, but instead he broke his paw catching a bird. How pathetic. He gently layed himself down on the nest available in the den, his usually neat, well kept fur was messy, dirty and was sticking up in multiple places. Upon the medicine cats question he shrank down, attempting to curl up in a little ball, make himself as tiny as possible "I was trying to catch a thrush but i slipped and fell. My mentor decided to dissapear halfway through my training so i decided to wing it." he said softly. The tom let out a short, loud cry when his joint was popped back into place, his eyes watered up. Pain. That was all he felt once more. His vision was blurry through his tears but he could tell what the tom was handing him, well he hoped he knew. Jayspot nodded in understanding and licked up the seeds. Sleepiness began to wash over him, and his wound became to feel numb, "Thank you." he stated softly before nodding off into slumber.

[Ashley/Kestrel]

"Cold?" Gyrestar meowed in disbelief. "You're cold? Anty, it's newleaf, you ding-dong!" The lanky tom joined him on the ground and gave him a nudge with his elbow. The grass beneath him was stale and dry, but he could feel a few new blades poking through. And as he looked upward, the naked branches that strew over the sky were dotted with tiny buds. He looked back at the toyger beside him and pointed at the growing canopy, where conveniently, a robin landed atop a branch right on cue. "If that doesn't say newleaf, I don't know what does."


"You don't know me, Gyre. You don't know that I could be a reptile." Antstep's whipcord tail skimmed the grass as he lay on his back, lifting his cranium momentarily as the leader settled beside him in the grass, and he stretched out his limbs into the air. His green hues settled on the robin. "That says lunch to me." A chuckle, and he bumped his cheek against the leader's temple, looking up at the sky. Clouds drifted by on the bright canvas, and he pointed at one with a slim paw. "Hey, look. Its Kestrelberry." He liked to joke about other Clans- why not poke fun at the newest ShadowClan medicine cat?

[zinfranny]

Gyrestar sat behind the jutting rock, tilting his head upwards to the rock face that loomed above him like an eclipse. His lungs had a wrenched feeling and his heart drummed, while emotions engulfed him in a storm of bees, swarming the feline with dozens of voices fighting vigorously to be heard over another, to hiss in his ears with honey or with stings.
Get up there!
Don't do it!
It's for your own good.
No, it's for their good! They don't deserve an oblivious, ragtag leader that can never understand their culture.
Get away from the rock! They don't care! They probably don't even know!
No. you must do this, just do it already!
Why did you ever accept deputy in the first place?

You're such a coward.
Gyrestar was on the Highpeak, looking down upon ThunderClan while his body wasn't sure what to do, how to move, how to work. He found himself savouring the moment. To look down on such noble feline and to call them his warriors. For one last time.
"Cats of ThunderClan." The leader meowed, while a grin trained his lips for reasons Gyrestar didn't know.
So you're really doing it.
"This will sound awkward. It may sound cheesy, and maybe I did rehearse some lines when I was alone in a tree. But, I stand in front of you, and thank you. Many moons, I have been blessed with a gift to lead this Clan as deputy, and as leader. For reasons I truly don't know why. And I never have, ever since the very moment a StarClan warrior himself came down in forlorn times just to tell this Clan that I was to become deputy. I've... never known why... So thank you. I am honoured to have been accepted into ThunderClan's culture, though some of you may not know of this. To bring in an uncanny twig-looking cat who doesn't know one bit about your ways of living is one thing, but to accept such to lead you is another. Your trust in me, your loyalty, leaves me... I can't describe it. This Clan has shown me so much, so much unknown that can be so amazing.
"The ageless line of ThunderClan leaders deserves only the best. That is why I think of it as wrong for such an outlandish, oblivious cat such as myself to lead you.
"Cats of ThunderClan, may this sound awkward, and may this sound cheesy. But I stand before you as your leader for the last time. Thank you, for calling me your warrior, your deputy, and your leader." Gyrestar's eyes were closed as his head dipped in a bow, radiating gratitude.

Gyrestar had leaped atop Highpeak, and Gyrewind had leaped off. His lungs and his heart both wrenched, but he had a bitter-sweet feeling.
You know you'll regret that. Coward.
One sting intrigued another, and another. The swarm swallowed his consciousness yet again, honey, sting, honey, sting.

[Random Melody]

Gyrestar sat behind the jutting rock, tilting his head upwards to the rock face that loomed above him like an eclipse. His lungs had a wrenched feeling and his heart drummed, while emotions engulfed him in a storm of bees, swarming the feline with dozens of voices fighting vigorously to be heard over another, to hiss in his ears with honey or with stings.
Get up there!
Don't do it!
It's for your own good.
No, it's for their good! They don't deserve an oblivious, ragtag leader that can never understand their culture.
Get away from the rock! They don't care! They probably don't even know!
No. you must do this, just do it already!
Why did you ever accept deputy in the first place?

You're such a coward.
Gyrestar was on the Highpeak, looking down upon ThunderClan while his body wasn't sure what to do, how to move, how to work. He found himself savouring the moment. To look down on such noble feline and to call them his warriors. For one last time.
"Cats of ThunderClan." The leader meowed, while a grin trained his lips for reasons Gyrestar didn't know.
So you're really doing it.
"This will sound awkward. It may sound cheesy, and maybe I did rehearse some lines when I was alone in a tree. But, I stand in front of you, and thank you. Many moons, I have been blessed with a gift to lead this Clan as deputy, and as leader. For reasons I truly don't know why. And I never have, ever since the very moment a StarClan warrior himself came down in forlorn times just to tell this Clan that I was to become deputy. I've... never known why... So thank you. I am honoured to have been accepted into ThunderClan's culture, though some of you may not know of this. To bring in an uncanny twig-looking cat who doesn't know one bit about your ways of living is one thing, but to accept such to lead you is another. Your trust in me, your loyalty, leaves me... I can't describe it. This Clan has shown me so much, so much unknown that can be so amazing.
"The ageless line of ThunderClan leaders deserves only the best. That is why I think of it as wrong for such an outlandish, oblivious cat such as myself to lead you.
"Cats of ThunderClan, may this sound awkward, and may this sound cheesy. But I stand before you as your leader for the last time. Thank you, for calling me your warrior, your deputy, and your leader." Gyrestar's eyes were closed as his head dipped in a bow, radiating gratitude.

Gyrestar had leaped atop Highpeak, and Gyrewind had leaped off. His lungs and his heart both wrenched, but he had a bitter-sweet feeling.
You know you'll regret that. Coward.
One sting intrigued another, and another. The swarm swallowed his consciousness yet again, honey, sting, honey, sting.

Snowsong watched as her leader made his way onto the Highpeak, a sense of pride overwhelming her as she watched him, smiling. She did wonder what the new announcement was about, and padded forward with pricked ears, ready to listen. As he began, a curious look filled the deputies eyes, and then her ears went back when he continued, realizing what he was getting at.

Gyrestar.. A sharp pain stabbed at her heart as he finished his speech and leaped back down. She was unable to move for a moment, but when she could she quickly padded forward, weaving around the other cats to stand in front of him. Her head tilted softly, and while their was confusion in her eyes, there was also a soft understanding. She dipped her head slightly to him. At the moment, no thoughts that she would be the next leader were in her head at all.

"Gyrestar," She mewed quietly as her head raised again, blinking at the Tom with confusion still in her eyes, but the same warm look she'd always had. She didnt really know what to say, so she said what came to her head. "Thank you for being a great leader."

[zinfranny]

Snowsong watched as her leader made his way onto the Highpeak, a sense of pride overwhelming her as she watched him, smiling. She did wonder what the new announcement was about, and padded forward with pricked ears, ready to listen. As he began, a curious look filled the deputies eyes, and then her ears went back when he continued, realizing what he was getting at.

Gyrestar.. A sharp pain stabbed at her heart as he finished his speech and leaped back down. She was unable to move for a moment, but when she could she quickly padded forward, weaving around the other cats to stand in front of him. Her head tilted softly, and while their was confusion in her eyes, there was also a soft understanding. She dipped her head slightly to him. At the moment, no thoughts that she would be the next leader were in her head at all.

"Gyrestar," She mewed quietly as her head raised again, blinking at the Tom with confusion still in her eyes, but the same warm look she'd always had. She didnt really know what to say, so she said what came to her head. "Thank you for being a great leader."

His gaze flicked towards the deputy. He watched her approach, but the tom seemed absent. Like he was listening to something else.
A smile cracked his lips. 'Great leader.' He knew he wasn't hated, but to hear the words physically spoken was something hard to take. Staring at her Siamese face made him think. He never got around to saying something like that to Ashstar when he was his deputy. Did Ashstar ever need reassurance? Was he not a fully-bred ThunderClan leader? They had hardly talked at all. He felt ashamed when he thought that he may have ever neglected his former deputy, yet he knew he never did. What else could make her say such a thing to him?
Gyrewind stepped into her, and although he had to bend down to reach, he wrapped his neck around hers and pressed his cheek into her fur. "Thanks for being a great deputy." He meowed, knowing she couldn't experience what he truly meant or what he was thinking.

[Random Melody]

His gaze flicked towards the deputy. He watched her approach, but the tom seemed absent. Like he was listening to something else.
A smile cracked his lips. 'Great leader.' He knew he wasn't hated, but to hear the words physically spoken was something hard to take. Staring at her Siamese face made him think. He never got around to saying something like that to Ashstar when he was his deputy. Did Ashstar ever need reassurance? Was he not a fully-bred ThunderClan leader? They had hardly talked at all. He felt ashamed when he thought that he may have ever neglected his former deputy, yet he knew he never did. What else could make her say such a thing to him?
Gyrewind stepped into her, and although he had to bend down to reach, he wrapped his neck around hers and pressed his cheek into her fur. "Thanks for being a great deputy." He meowed, knowing she couldn't experience what he truly meant or what he was thinking.

Snowsong stretched up to press her nose to his shoulder, closing her eyes in content for a moment before she drew back to smile at him. "I did try to be a good deputy....And I learned from the best leader." She said with a smile. "So you're retiring, huh? Going back to being a warrior?" She smiled wistfully. While she would've liked him being leader for much longer, she respected his decision.

And then it suddenly hit her. Her ice blue eyes widened slightly as she realized what this meant. Gyrestar was retiring, and she was deputy, meaning.... Eyes still wide, Snowsong breathed in sharply, so many thoughts running through her head.

Im the leader?

[zinfranny]

Snowsong stretched up to press her nose to his shoulder, closing her eyes in content for a moment before she drew back to smile at him. "I did try to be a good deputy....And I learned from the best leader." She said with a smile. "So you're retiring, huh? Going back to being a warrior?" She smiled wistfully. While she would've liked him being leader for much longer, she respected his decision.

And then it suddenly hit her. Her ice blue eyes widened slightly as she realized what this meant. Gyrestar was retiring, and she was deputy, meaning.... Eyes still wide, Snowsong breathed in sharply, so many thoughts running through her head.

Im the leader?

Gyrewind looked away and burned with flattery.
"Well, retiring makes it sound like I'm to old for the job. I like to think of it more as... humbly stepping down." The tom mewed, letting the better of him cover the swarm.
His ear twitched when Snowsong suddenly altered. Facing those two blue moons for eyes would have been a bit daunting, but Gyrewind knew all to well what was running through her head.
"Yeah, that means you're leader." He whispered while his head bent.

[Random Melody]

Gyrewind looked away and burned with flattery.
"Well, retiring makes it sound like I'm to old for the job. I like to think of it more as... humbly stepping down." The tom mewed, letting the better of him cover the swarm.
His ear twitched when Snowsong suddenly altered. Facing those two blue moons for eyes would have been a bit daunting, but Gyrewind knew all to well what was running through her head.
"Yeah, that means you're leader." He whispered while his head bent.

Snowsong blinked at him, speechless for a long moment. Panic rose inside her, her eyes widening to the size of an owl's. "B-But I dont know anything about being leader!" Her ears swiveled back, flattening against her head. Would she be ready for such a huge responsibility?

Am I ready to lead a Clan? She felt like she had when she'd become deputy, only intensified. Nervous, doubtful, but with the same certainty that she would do her best. Only this time one thought filled her head. What if my best isnt good enough?

[zinfranny]

Snowsong blinked at him, speechless for a long moment. Panic rose inside her, her eyes widening to the size of an owl's. "B-But I dont know anything about being leader!" Her ears swiveled back, flattening against her head. Would she be ready for such a huge responsibility?

Am I ready to lead a Clan? She felt like she had when she'd become deputy, only intensified. Nervous, doubtful, but with the same certainty that she would do her best. Only this time one thought filled her head. What if my best isnt good enough?

Gyrewind's head swept back up and he rolled his eyes with a grin.
"Yes you do! You've been deputy, for goodness sake! Not only that, but solely selected from the dozens of worthy warriors. You, my friend, are a special little snowflake." The tom teased, side-gazing Snowsong with one raised brow and flicking her nose with a paw. "In fact, I feel a bit jealous. I was literally told by a dead cat to lead a half-drowned Clan back to prosperity with only myself and my own paws, do not pass go, do not collect a hundred dollars. And I was even younger and more naive! (like that could happen, yes.) You might as well be getting a glittery invitation card and a formal greeting into the gig!"

[Random Melody]

Gyrewind's head swept back up and he rolled his eyes with a grin.
"Yes you do! You've been deputy, for goodness sake! Not only that, but solely selected from the dozens of worthy warriors. You, my friend, are a special little snowflake." The tom teased, side-gazing Snowsong with one raised brow and flicking her nose with a paw. "In fact, I feel a bit jealous. I was literally told by a dead cat to lead a half-drowned Clan back to prosperity with only myself and my own paws, do not pass go, do not collect a hundred dollars. And I was even younger and more naive! (like that could happen, yes.) You might as well be getting a glittery invitation card and a formal greeting into the gig!"

Snowsong looked surprised, but the surprise faded into amusement, and a grateful look took over her gaze as she giggled slightly. "Im thankful for your faith." She purred, her eyes glimmering as she looked at the Tom, her nose twitching as she grinned. "I guess....I'll do my best. I could never be as good a leader as you, though." She added with a smile, knowing these words were true. Though, she probably wasnt expected to be exactly like Gyrewind. And she was going to make mistakes....But, that was how she would learn, right?

[zinfranny]

Snowsong looked surprised, but the surprise faded into amusement, and a grateful look took over her gaze as she giggled slightly. "Im thankful for your faith." She purred, her eyes glimmering as she looked at the Tom, her nose twitching as she grinned. "I guess....I'll do my best. I could never be as good a leader as you, though." She added with a smile, knowing these words were true. Though, she probably wasnt expected to be exactly like Gyrewind. And she was going to make mistakes....But, that was how she would learn, right?

Gyrewind's brow curled, and he looked away while he pushed a cheek with his paw.
"Oh, stop ittt," he meowed, not believing he deserved such praise. Did she really think so?
Great. Just another thing to remind you of how much you shouldn't have stepped down-
Oh hecking- will you stop holy cow
The tom was literally bickering with himself mid conversation, and caught himself almost bobbing his head side to side when he... told himself off. He checked if Snowsong wasn't looking, and at that moment, the perfect opportunity shined its light upon him. The best opportunity, oh goodness, but this cat wasn't his "bestie" or anything. Would she judge him and his... embarrassing humour? At that point, Gyrewind knew he was just trying to downgrade himself and swallowed his discomfort.
The tom leaned far back so his belly brushed the ground and his rear was slightly in the air like a stretch. "What art thou's first commands, oh great leader of ThunderClan?" He declared midst bowing.

[Random Melody]

Gyrewind's brow curled, and he looked away while he pushed a cheek with his paw.
"Oh, stop ittt," he meowed, not believing he deserved such praise. Did she really think so?
Great. Just another thing to remind you of how much you shouldn't have stepped down-
Oh hecking- will you stop holy cow
The tom was literally bickering with himself mid conversation, and caught himself almost bobbing his head side to side when he... told himself off. He checked if Snowsong wasn't looking, and at that moment, the perfect opportunity shined its light upon him. The best opportunity, oh goodness, but this cat wasn't his "bestie" or anything. Would she judge him and his... embarrassing humour? At that point, Gyrewind knew he was just trying to downgrade himself and swallowed his discomfort.
The tom leaned far back so his belly brushed the ground and his rear was slightly in the air like a stretch. "What art thou's first commands, oh great leader of ThunderClan?" He declared midst bowing.

Snowsong giggled, watching him with amusement and curiosity in her eyes, but she didnt say anything until he did a mock bow. Immediately she snorted, and nudged him, trying to get him to straighten up. "No, no, no, no! Im not leader yet, and none of this 'All hail Snowstar' stuff is happening on my watch!" She declared, laughing slightly as she did. "Especially not from you!"
(Shouuulllddd I start referring to her as Snowstar now o3o)

[zinfranny]

Snowsong giggled, watching him with amusement and curiosity in her eyes, but she didnt say anything until he did a mock bow. Immediately she snorted, and nudged him, trying to get him to straighten up. "No, no, no, no! Im not leader yet, and none of this 'All hail Snowstar' stuff is happening on my watch!" She declared, laughing slightly as she did. "Especially not from you!"
(Shouuulllddd I start referring to her as Snowstar now o3o)

When she exclaimed "especially not from you," Gyrewind's heart grew two sizes bigger for a second. But he didn't stop; no harm done in revenge. Revenge for making him feel better about himself and his decisions. Gyrewind hated it when that happened.
"O-oh! I am sorry, Miss! Have I displeased thou? Do not punish me, Miss, please!" The willowy tom cried in a teasing voice, crouching on the ground with fake worry in his eyes.
(nah, after the StarClan ceremony)

[Random Melody]

When she exclaimed "especially not from you," Gyrewind's heart grew two sizes bigger for a second. But he didn't stop; no harm done in revenge. Revenge for making him feel better about himself and his decisions. Gyrewind hated it when that happened.
"O-oh! I am sorry, Miss! Have I displeased thou? Do not punish me, Miss, please!" The willowy tom cried in a teasing voice, crouching on the ground with fake worry in his eyes.
(nah, after the StarClan ceremony)

(Kay X3 ^^)
Snowsong rolled her eyes playfully at him, giving him another nudge as she giggled. "Cmon, cut it out, silly! I dont want the cat I look up to, literally looking up to me instead!" She objected teasingly, nudging him with a paw as she smiled.
"Stand up," She laughed, mrrowing in amusement. "You look ridiculous."

[zinfranny]

(Kay X3 ^^)
Snowsong rolled her eyes playfully at him, giving him another nudge as she giggled. "Cmon, cut it out, silly! I dont want the cat I look up to, literally looking up to me instead!" She objected teasingly, nudging him with a paw as she smiled.
"Stand up," She laughed, mrrowing in amusement. "You look ridiculous."

Gyrewind ignored her, but his rump plopped back onto the ground and he looked up at Snowsong. There was a pause, in which the former leader stared up at the new one with huge, sparkling eyes.
"You look up to me??" Gyrewind exclaimed, his paws holding up his head. He felt flushed and uncomfortable. To much flattery. No revenge could recover the damage that had been done.

[Random Melody]

Gyrewind ignored her, but his rump plopped back onto the ground and he looked up at Snowsong. There was a pause, in which the former leader stared up at the new one with huge, sparkling eyes.
"You look up to me??" Gyrewind exclaimed, his paws holding up his head. He felt flushed and uncomfortable. To much flattery. No revenge could recover the damage that had been done.

"Well yeah." Snowsong's ears flicked as she tilted her head, gazing at him with a small smile. It was true, she looked up to the former leader. Why wouldnt she? He was amazing!

"You're a hero. You're the best leader ThunderClan's ever had, too, and im not just saying that." Her ice blue eyes were dead serious as she looked at him, ears pricked up and eyebrows raised faintly. "Why wouldnt I look up to you?"

[zinfranny]

"Well yeah." Snowsong's ears flicked as she tilted her head, gazing at him with a small smile. It was true, she looked up to the former leader. Why wouldnt she? He was amazing!

"You're a hero. You're the best leader ThunderClan's ever had, too, and im not just saying that." Her ice blue eyes were dead serious as she looked at him, ears pricked up and eyebrows raised faintly. "Why wouldnt I look up to you?"

Gyrewind blinked, while his eyes didn't lose disbelief. The tom raised to his feet, his expression filling with unreadable emotions. Briefly, he was absent. Listening.
"Don't you think that's a bit of an... Overstatement?" Gyrewind meowed what he knew wasn't right, by the signs of the seriousness in Snowsong's eyes. His brain couldn't think, couldn't work. It would take him years to begin thinking he was a former leader not to pass by. The words, spoken out loud, just didn't go through his head correctly.

[Random Melody]

Gyrewind blinked, while his eyes didn't lose disbelief. The tom raised to his feet, his expression filling with unreadable emotions. Briefly, he was absent. Listening.
"Don't you think that's a bit of an... Overstatement?" Gyrewind meowed what he knew wasn't right, by the signs of the seriousness in Snowsong's eyes. His brain couldn't think, couldn't work. It would take him years to begin thinking he was a former leader not to pass by. The words, spoken out loud, just didn't go through his head correctly.

Snowsong shook her head at the question, wondering briefly what was wrong. Was she upsetting him somehow? Shaking the thought away, she gazed at him, almost worriedly, but still serious.

"I think its more of an understatement." She said carefully, tilting her head as she looked at him, searching his eyes. "I just couldnt find a stronger word to use. What im trying to say is you were an amazing leader, and you made this Clan better. And even though you've stepped down from your position, I know you'll continue to help ThunderClan thrive. And I know i'll always be able to turn to you, that you'll help me when I mess up, even when I think i've messed up." She shrugged slightly. "Because thats just the kind of cat you are."

[bright !]

Snowyclaw sat in the clearing alone and silent, never catching himself looking at the leader while thoughts of admiration ran through his mind as other cats around him had friendly conversations with each other over a meal. Though when he spoke, he blinked the thoughts away and padded closer to the Highpeak to listen to what he had to say. An apprentice or warrior ceremony was exciting- but something other than that was even more. Though when he began to speak the first few words, he was confused. Awkward? Rehearse lines? As he went on, he began to grow anxious and concerned.. What was he trying to say? Was this just a ‘thank you’ speech to his clan or more?

‘The ageless line of ThunderClan leaders deserves only the best.’
Well duh, thats why you-
‘That is why I think of it as wrong for such an outlandish, oblivious cat such as myself to lead you.’

He was frozen for a second, somehow not being able to process what he just said. But after a few moments of silence from the tom, he gasped. But- he’s perfect!

‘But I stand before you as your leader for the last time. Thank you, for calling me your warrior, your deputy, and your leader’

He stood up, wanting to shout an objection but Gyrest-Gyrewind had already leaped off Highpeak. If he could only change his mind and tell him that his roots didn’t matter at all.. But, he couldn’t bring himself to take so much as a step toward the.. Former leader. Besides, It’d be strange to have some cat he didn’t know very well to speak to him like this as if they were closer. He disagreed with what Gyre was doing, he didn't have to be the most perfect Thunderclan-Born cat there is to become leader. He was so happy for the tom when he became leader, now he felt the exact opposite now that he was stepping down. He wanted to watch Gyrewind lead his clan until the very end, but he couldn't. It was such a short amount of time for him as leader.. Not to mention he had all these lives and- and he was just throwing everything away. Why? Because he wasn't born in Thunderclan? If only he could build up the courage to speak to him- but it seems he was already speaking with his deputy, who was now going to be the leader. But, he couldn’t force him to do anything- and he wouldn't. He just hoped he'd have the opportunity to speak with the now former leader again- he didn't care when but he wanted to get to know him. He wanted to be closer than what they were, which was nothing. He wasn't sure if Gyre would even recognize him if he were to approach him.

[zinfranny]

Snowsong shook her head at the question, wondering briefly what was wrong. Was she upsetting him somehow? Shaking the thought away, she gazed at him, almost worriedly, but still serious.

"I think its more of an understatement." She said carefully, tilting her head as she looked at him, searching his eyes. "I just couldnt find a stronger word to use. What im trying to say is you were an amazing leader, and you made this Clan better. And even though you've stepped down from your position, I know you'll continue to help ThunderClan thrive. And I know i'll always be able to turn to you, that you'll help me when I mess up, even when I think i've messed up." She shrugged slightly. "Because thats just the kind of cat you are."

At that instant, Gyrewind caught himself before his legs collapsed and his face buried into his paws. His face drew a blank. That didn't sound right, but Snowsong looked sold.
"I just... really? I never thought that could... Be true at all." His mew was stumbling, and Gyrewind looked away absently.
{ggh so short}

[Random Melody]

At that instant, Gyrewind caught himself before his legs collapsed and his face buried into his paws. His face drew a blank. That didn't sound right, but Snowsong looked sold.
"I just... really? I never thought that could... Be true at all." His mew was stumbling, and Gyrewind looked away absently.
{ggh so short}

"Well, it is." Snowsong mewed simply, flicking her black tail over his shoulder gently as she studied him, eyebrows furrowed in confusion. Whatever was wrong with the former leader, he had to know his Clan looked up to him. Snowsong wasnt the only one. "You're an amazing cat, and you were a grand leader."
(Mines shorter XP XD)

[zinfranny]

"Well, it is." Snowsong mewed simply, flicking her black tail over his shoulder gently as she studied him, eyebrows furrowed in confusion. Whatever was wrong with the former leader, he had to know his Clan looked up to him. Snowsong wasnt the only one. "You're an amazing cat, and you were a grand leader."
(Mines shorter XP XD)

Gyrewind felt dumbfounded. He felt a little useless, too, when all he could do was stutter embarrassingly while Snowsong rested her tail on him. Every time he could find strength to say something, nothing responded. He stood with his head shaking and mouth open, while he still couldn't find words.
"I just... Thanks, I guess, I don't really know..." He broke off into fitful laughter, trailing off. The praise just simply didn't work right in him.

[Momotaro]

{ Beep Beep Im a Blue Sheep }

Spottedsong padded out of the warriors den, laying down on her favourite rock, she purred as she felt the stones warmth soak into her. She opened one eye and flattened her ears. The inexperienced idiot leader has disappeared, and now we have a clumsy, naive buffoon as our leader. What has Thunderclan come to? Now Falconclaw is growing apart, and no one bothers to look at me. Oh yes, they granted all the Dark Forest followers amnesty, but I know thats all lies.

[Teggy]

{ Beep Beep Im a Blue Sheep }

Spottedsong padded out of the warriors den, laying down on her favourite rock, she purred as she felt the stones warmth soak into her. She opened one eye and flattened her ears. The inexperienced idiot leader has disappeared, and now we have a clumsy, naive buffoon as our leader. What has Thunderclan come to? Now Falconclaw is growing apart, and no one bothers to look at me. Oh yes, they granted all the Dark Forest followers amnesty, but I know thats all lies.
Crismonsky padded out of the Warriors Den. Her red brown pelt waved in the slight breeze as her eyes landed on a rather pretty she-cat on a rock. With a smile she walked over.
"Hello!" she mewed politely.

[lone]

@meraki (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=106)

Everything was changing once more for the tom. And Caribouheart wasn't sure whether he liked or hated it. With a yawn, the tom headed into the clearing. A warrior! The thought sent a surge of energy rippling through him, not to mention put a smile on his maw. That was just another change; along with Snowsong now being leader since Gyrestar resigned, ThunderClan being in need of a new deputy, Zerosight resigning, Wheatfur being medicine cat... Lightningstrike. He'd seen the black feline before, and already knew that her name had changed as well, but how was she? Since Wheatfur had become medicine cat, he hadn't seen her. And while that might have only been a moon or two ago, it might as well have been his lifetime as far as he was concerned. The feline always put a certain spring in his step, brightened up his day just a little more and made him feel... comfortable. At home. Like he really, really belonged in ThunderClan. While he should have had that feeling anyways, unfortunately, Caribouheart didn't always.
　
But, around her? Nothing could break him. He would do anything for his best friend. Anything at all. And, he knew she would do the same for him; he could see it. Now, Caribouheart might have had the drive to be deputy if he hadn't known that Lightningstrike wanted it at the same time. He didn't want to take that possibility from her. While there were dozens of warriors out there, to him, none of them were even close to more eligible then his closest friend. Perhaps that was what came of having a best friend; they became better then the other cats. Or, not better... just closer. He knew she wasn't-- well, that might be a lie. There were one or two cats he could think of off the top of his head. Cats he didn't like. Cats no one liked. A yawn escaped the tom as he settled down in the clearing, friendly grey hues scanning it for the cat that he knew oh-so-well. This was why she was special to him: he knew she would be there, somewhere, possibly looking for him.
　
It was a bond that couldn't be broken. It was a bond even stronger of that of two mates. But, being a still fairly young warrior, of course Caribouheart would think that. He had never experienced love to the fullest before. And, the thought of anyone giving the ultimate sacrifice for him was... scary. Least of all Lightningstrike. Just thinking about it left him shaken and feeling as though he had already watched her die in front of him, with nothing he could do. A shudder went down his spine and he shook the thought away. That would never happen. Not while he was around. He would do everything in his power to save her. If he did end up becoming leader, and leaders were allowed to give their lives away, he would give every one to her just to keep her safe. Or, he would give every life to keep her safe. But, he wouldn't be able to just think about one cat then. He would have a Clan to think of as well. Though if he did become leader someday? He knew exactly who he would make his deputy.
　
But, unlike the cats who always mentioned they would and then never did, Caribouheart was serious about it. She wasn't just his best friend. She was a loyal, strong, fierce warrior who he believed would be able to take care of the whole Clan. Why wouldn't she be able to? Looking at her, anytime, Caribouheart was absolutely positive of this. A yawn escaped the tom's maw and he stretched out, rolling over onto his side, thick tail swishing in the dust before thumping it almost like a dog's. It was a very kit-like thing to do... but something that the young warrior had always loved. Always. And, he knew there were other cats out there who loved it too. The difference being that he decided to embrace it while the other cats shrank away from it. One day, maybe. He didn't like being known as a 'kit-warrior', but he knew one cat who would never call him that. And, her opinion was really all that mattered to Caribouheart. Standing up again, his hues swept the clearing looking for her.
　
He knew he'd look a lifetime if that was what it took. He would look everywhere for the she cat. And, he would wait a lifetime for her. Though Caribouheart wasn't sure; everything was always uncertain; he was pretty sure she was the cat he would want to spend the rest of his life with. And, while he didn't want to push or force anything on her, he was willing to wait. Wait until he was sure. Because if he were wrong, it would hurt her as much as it hurt him. And the last thing he wanted was to hurt the cat that meant so much to him. Almost desperately his grey hues scanned the clearing once more, and remembering when they were younger apprentices how one would always tackle the other when they were caught off guard. When I find her, we are so taking a trip to back then. He thought with the shortest of laughs, tail waving in the air in an amused manner. Getting ready to have to dart at her if he needed to, the tom crouched down, his tail still giving him away by waving happily in the air like a flag, sure to alert her to his presence.

[Momotaro]

Crismonsky padded out of the Warriors Den. Her red brown pelt waved in the slight breeze as her eyes landed on a rather pretty she-cat on a rock. With a smile she walked over.
"Hello!" she mewed politely.

The Molly looked up at the rowan warrior, she seemed to be oblivious to her history. Maybe I can have a chance? Maybe.... but she will probably just deceive me and leave me in the dust. "Hello." She mewed dryly, "Why are you here?" Now the question seemed to be mocking, but it was actually curiosity, after all, now one ever seemed to care for her.

[Barnabas]

Flowerkit got up and padded over to featherkit. She saw the blood and wiped it away.
"Are you OK? Your bleeding!" She squeaked. She had found a cobweb in here when she ran into in and quickly grabbed it. She padded back over and carefully licked it clean.

"Yeah I'm okay." Sighed Featherkit. Featherkit looked at Flowerkit with a smile. "A scratch is what makes me strong." She meowed to the other kit.

[Deerlie]

"Yeah I'm okay." Sighed Featherkit. Featherkit looked at Flowerkit with a smile. "A scratch is what makes me strong." She meowed to the other kit.
"Yes but it is bad!" Shed said softly. "One scratch can get infected!" She added;her eyes wide

[Phoenix Flames]

"Sure." He responded, playfully flicking her with his tail. Stoneheart lay down beside Crowsong. "I wonder when the clan will notice me again." He said to himself. The sky was setting and it was around twilight. The sky was red, purple, pink, orange and blue, with soft clouds dotted around. "Twilight...." He whispered. "We should probably go back now. We can go hunting in the morning."
Stoneheart got up onto his feet and tilted his head, waiting for Crowsong's response.
"I'm sure they'll notice you again soon.", Crowsong replied, smiling, warmth, love, and affection gleaming in her eyes. The gray fluffy furred she-cat got to her paws. "Come on!", she mewed, walking back to camp.

[Random Melody]

Snowsong let out a triumphant yowl as she tumbled into the clearing, giggling over her shoulder at the gray Tom that was chasing her. "I won!" She sang, slowing her pace as she grinned at her new mate. Her eyes sparkled with affection. Winning didnt quite matter to her that much. Not as much as Stormstrike.

"Good race, Stormy." She giggled. There was no mocking tone in her voice, just a warm, sweet edge to it; She meant her words. Gazing at Stormstrike for a moment, she smiled and looked around the clearing, ears pricked thoughtfully as she looked around for Gyrewind, or her siblings, but when she didnt see them she turned back to Stormstrike, still smiling brightly.

( Empress Of Evil )

[Empress Of Evil]

Snowsong let out a triumphant yowl as she tumbled into the clearing, giggling over her shoulder at the gray Tom that was chasing her. "I won!" She sang, slowing her pace as she grinned at her new mate. Her eyes sparkled with affection. Winning didnt quite matter to her that much. Not as much as Stormstrike.

"Good race, Stormy." She giggled. There was no mocking tone in her voice, just a warm, sweet edge to it; She meant her words. Gazing at Stormstrike for a moment, she smiled and looked around the clearing, ears pricked thoughtfully as she looked around for Gyrewind, or her siblings, but when she didnt see them she turned back to Stormstrike, still smiling brightly.

( Empress Of Evil )

Stormstrike burst through the camp's entrance, close behind the siamese. The grey warrior could only roll his eyes playfully. "Yeah right, you just had a head start," the tom defended, flattening his ears against his head in an attempt to look innocent. To be truthful, Snowsong had won fair and square and the warrior wasn't going to ruin her joy.

"For you more like," Stormstrike replied, although there was only affection in his tone of voice. His pale blue hues seemed to follow Snowsong's own hues. He wondered where his brother and mother were. They never seemed to be around anymore. He quickly brought himself out of his thoughts as he felt the gaze of Snowsong on him. "I don't know about you, but I'm feeling rather hungry," Stormstrike remarked, and his pale blue gaze immediately flew to the fresh kill pile.

[strog13]

Wishtail opened her eyes and yawned. Her muscles were stiff from lying there for hours so she stood up and stretched. After she stretched she sat down and yawned again. With a sigh, she started walking out of the den.

[Random Melody]

Stormstrike burst through the camp's entrance, close behind the siamese. The grey warrior could only roll his eyes playfully. "Yeah right, you just had a head start," the tom defended, flattening his ears against his head in an attempt to look innocent. To be truthful, Snowsong had won fair and square and the warrior wasn't going to ruin her joy.

"For you more like," Stormstrike replied, although there was only affection in his tone of voice. His pale blue hues seemed to follow Snowsong's own hues. He wondered where his brother and mother were. They never seemed to be around anymore. He quickly brought himself out of his thoughts as he felt the gaze of Snowsong on him. "I don't know about you, but I'm feeling rather hungry," Stormstrike remarked, and his pale blue gaze immediately flew to the fresh kill pile.

Snowsong blinked for a moment, registering his last sentence before her ice blue hues widened. "Ohhhh we left the squirrel!" She exclaimed, but faint amusement sparkled through her gaze as she shook her head. "We got so caught up in being in love that we forgot--"

"Whats this I hear? Snow's in love?" A golden colored she-cat trotted up to them, eyebrows raised and a smirk on her maw. Her long tail flicked back and forth, back and forth as she tilted her head at her sister. "You've always struck me as the romantic type."

"Honeyfur." Snowsong welcomed with a smile, padding forward and resting her head on the she-cats.

"Deputy." Honeyfur smirked when they pulled away, and her gaze flickered to Stormstrike, curiosity in her bright green eyes. "So, you and my sister, huh? Snowstrike for the win." She joked, casting a playful glance at Snowsong, who merely giggled.