ThunderClan: Life Before 2020's Fire

[Undercover]

Trinityflame's white and tortoishell fur flashed through the trees between the shadows. She was pursuing a small rabbit. The female was about to make the kill when the sound of loud voices woke her up. Trinityflame' tail twitched in annoyance as she shook the sleep from her gaze.
"Could you keep it down?" She asked, almost a little impatiently. This was the best dream she's had for a while.

[Starfall]

Empress Of Evil j a k e

The pale ginger Tom was clean and modest looking, his fur straight and dirtless. Although it didn't look it, he was incredibly excited, but his deadpan face gave nothing away, his cold, amber eyes shown no emotion. Although it was exciting he had to remind himself that it was a job, this was a duty that he had to carry out. As his mentors name was called out he turned to look at the warrior and dipped his head in greeting, but then realized that they had to touch noses. He was glad that he had fur or else almost the whole clan would see just how flustered he had gotten from the little mistake. He padded up to the older warrior and stretched his neck to reach Stormstrike's nose. Once the deed was done he turned and began to look for his father, well, his adoptive father, hoping that he was there to witness it all.

[Ag75 -- GONE]

"*how are you?" she asked
"Good, thank you. And you?" she asked.

[ameko]

A large Turkish Angora stared up at Snowstar. Dumbstruck. She couldn't process it, couldn't comprehend it. She... wasn't Laurelpaw anymore? It felt like she had gone by that name her entire life, and she didn't feel ready to give it up. Still, a small part of her knew that this was what it took to become an adult. In her opinion, she had just barely passed her warrior assessment, but in reality, she didn't do half bad. Sure, she was lacking in offense, but she made up for it with her strategic (well, problem-solving) mind and how she excelled in defense. Her pelt really did a lot for her, didn't it? It made her seem so much more intimidating and larger than she actually was. She opened her mouth and it almost seemed to be filled with cobwebs for the amount of talking she did. Laurelpaw paused to swallow, take a deep breath, and try again.

"I do."

There. That was all she needed to say. That wasn't so hard, was it? To her, it seemed like the most difficult thing in the world, something even she could not surpass. Still, she had managed it. Just barely. Just barely passing everything, just barely gaining the courage to say something, just barely...

Laurelbrook? That name was so... so much prettier than she had expected. Patience and adaptability. She would remember those virtues.

[Momotaro]

Cuckootree murmered quietly," Dustkit and Treekit."
Treekit let out a small sigh as he using his hind legs moved Dustkit aside some and snuggled closer to his mother, Crystaldrop.
"Yes. Two perfect kits and a perfect mate. I'm a very lucky she-cat." She purred, and nuzzled both kits closer.

[Mango]

"Yes. Two perfect kits and a perfect mate. I'm a very lucky she-cat." She purred, and nuzzled both kits closer.
Cuckootree smiled," Yes. I am lucky to have two amazing kits and an amazing mate."
(Do we want to skip to when they can talk)

[Barnabas]

(Open)
Featherkit woke up and looked around the den at the other kits. She shrugged and began to lick her silver tabby fur. Another day alone. Featherkit stood up and stretched her back legs from sleep. She felt cold so she fluffed up her fur. She began to groom herself once again.

[ConfusedCas]

The Eye Of The Storm Bump?

[slick]

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.

Silverkit stood up and shook her leg. It didn't hurt. "It doesn't hurt anymore." She replied, happily.

[Lilac]

Silverkit stood up and shook her leg. It didn't hurt. "It doesn't hurt anymore." She replied, happily.

"Are you sure?", Ripplekit asked nervously.

[Phoenix Flames]

(There it is made!)
"Ok....if you say so." Stoneheart said, giving Crowsong a light kiss on her muzzle.I wonder if anything is actually wrong..... Maybe everything is just fine...... She-cats can be very confusing at times. He then playfully hit her with his tail, jumping back, prepared for her attack back at him.
(I am sorry that I never got to reply to this, Hollystorm!)
Crowsong looked at Stoneheart. "Hey!," the gray she-cat growled playfully. Her claws sheathed, but not unsheathed, Crowsong cuffed thr silver tom over his ears with her left forepaw.

[Tigress]

(I am sorry that I never got to reply to this, Hollystorm!)
Crowsong looked at Stoneheart. "Hey!," the gray she-cat growled playfully. Her claws sheathed, but not unsheathed, Crowsong cuffed thr silver tom over his ears with her left forepaw.

(That's ok!)
Stoneheart purred, the fluffed up Crowsong's fur with his paws. He grinned, and rolled around, like a kit, then he jumped up and pushed Crowsong, making her fall. "Whoops, sorry." He said, then helped the beautiful she-cat up.

[Phoenix Flames]

(That's ok!)
Stoneheart purred, the fluffed up Crowsong's fur with his paws. He grinned, and rolled around, like a kit, then he jumped up and pushed Crowsong, making her fall. "Whoops, sorry." He said, then helped the beautiful she-cat up.
Crowsong glared at Stoneheart as he made her fall then started laughing. "Stoneheart, you're funny!", she chuckled, her fluffy gray fur gleaming in the light, her blue eyes glowing with compassion and love.

[RedHead]

Duskflight

(Sorry it took so long ^^' and that my post is so short)

Sunpaw padded into the clearing, shaking out his fur. It was still a little damp from his recent... Incident, ending up with the tom having to jump into an ice-cold stream, which did not make his morning any better. He still had had fun though, and was now back in camp. Sunpaw sat down in the clearing, and ran a paw over his fur, making sure that there was no leftover mud streaks on it.
He fluffed his golden coat out, hoping it would air out sooner, because he was cold. Sunpaw felt his belly growl, and let out a sigh. He hadn't hunted today,
and because of that, the tom didn't want to take from the fresh-kill pile. He looked around the clearing, trying to spot someone who might want to go hunting with him. I could take a she-cat... He thought, a purr rumbling in his throat. He hadn't flirted all day, and that was part of his daily routine. He hated it when he didn't get all parts of his routine into the day. Stretching out, the tom cast his brilliant blue eyes around the clearing to try and spot someone he could take hunting with him.

[ladybugg03]

Browntail was so in awe of the camp that she hadn't notice Creamfrost bound away to a flame colored tom. What now? she asked herself. She looked around at all the cats. They all looked so strong and intimidating. "Ask Snowstar" that's what Creamfrost had said. Browntail looked around. Who was Snowstar? She gathered her courage and walked over to a feline. She stuttered a bit. "I am B-browntail. I am looking for S-Snowstar."

[Teza]

Fenris

I am so sorry for the short post. It is easier for me to get creative with my posts if Im on a computer lolz)

Green eyes gazed out over the hustle and bustle of the cats of Thunderclan. The duties of a clan cat did not really include what to do during the downtime of an apprentice. Duskpaw knew this all too well, and slightly cursed it as she lay basking in the sun, waiting for another training session or hunting patrol for her mentor to drag her on. She wondered what would happen if everyone in the clan just relaxed for a day. Would that be so bad?

[Panic]

Fenris

I am so sorry for the short post. It is easier for me to get creative with my posts if Im on a computer lolz)

Green eyes gazed out over the hustle and bustle of the cats of Thunderclan. The duties of a clan cat did not really include what to do during the downtime of an apprentice. Duskpaw knew this all too well, and slightly cursed it as she lay basking in the sun, waiting for another training session or hunting patrol for her mentor to drag her on. She wondered what would happen if everyone in the clan just relaxed for a day. Would that be so bad?

{eh, this is longer then most of my posts, frankly}
Sunpaw padded out into the Thunderclan sun. It's so nice out...Heh, I wonder if babypaws is around... Searching for somecat to bother, his blue eyes landed on Duskpaw. Duskpaw, eh? She's always been reserved... wonder if I could make her talk... Sunpaw padded over to the cat. "Hi, Duskpaw."

[Crumbleless]

Browntail was so in awe of the camp that she hadn't notice Creamfrost bound away to a flame colored tom. What now? she asked herself. She looked around at all the cats. They all looked so strong and intimidating. "Ask Snowstar" that's what Creamfrost had said. Browntail looked around. Who was Snowstar? She gathered her courage and walked over to a feline. She stuttered a bit. "I am B-browntail. I am looking for S-Snowstar."
Oakfall turned his head to Browntail brown eyes blinking curiously. "Greetings Browntail I'm Oakfall. Oh, well Snowstar is busy right now. If you need anything you can ask me though." Oakfall passed his gaze over Browntail before sitting down calmly.

[ladybugg03]

Oakfall turned his head to Browntail brown eyes blinking curiously. "Greetings Browntail I'm Oakfall. Oh, well Snowstar is busy right now. If you need anything you can ask me though." Oakfall passed his gaze over Browntail before sitting down calmly.

Browntail gazed nervously at the tom. "I...um...." she couldn't seem to get a word out of her mouth. Why was she so nervous? "I would like to... um..." Come on Browntail. Get it out of your mouth! she thought. "I would like to join Thunderclan. I am a loner and was passing through your territory when I met a cat named Creamfrost and she invited me and I said yes." The words tumbled out of her mouth at a surprising speed. She winced at the end of her sentence, waiting for his reply.

[Rivergold]

Whitewash padded into the clearing, looking for his apprentice. SwiftPoot

[SwiftPoot]

Whitewash padded into the clearing, looking for his apprentice. SwiftPoot
Finpaw scrambled hurriedly out of the apprentice den, seeing her mentor looking for her. She skidded to a halt right before ramming into Whitewash, flipping tail-over-paws and collapsing in a crumpled heap. She raised her head and looked up at the tom apologetically.
"Erhm, you were looking for me?" She said quietly.

[Rivergold]

Finpaw scrambled hurriedly out of the apprentice den, seeing her mentor looking for her. She skidded to a halt right before ramming into Whitewash, flipping tail-over-paws and collapsing in a crumpled heap. She raised her head and looked up at the tom apologetically.
"Erhm, you were looking for me?" She said quietly. "Yes," he chuckled, "I was going to ask if you've eaten today."

[SwiftPoot]

"Yes," he chuckled, "I was going to ask if you've eaten today."
Finpaw scrambled up, licking her lips.
"Come to think of it, nope. Though I did have a dream last night that I was chasing a huuuge gopher, but the gopher was also a fish! Like-Like a fishy-gopher, or a gopher-fish! Yeah, a gopher-fish!" She spread her paws wide to emphasize the size of the fish-gopher in her dream.

[Rivergold]

Finpaw scrambled up, licking her lips.
"Come to think of it, nope. Though I did have a dream last night that I was chasing a huuuge gopher, but the gopher was also a fish! Like-Like a fishy-gopher, or a gopher-fish! Yeah, a gopher-fish!" She spread her paws wide to emphasize the size of the fish-gopher in her dream. He raised an eyebrow, then shook his head. "Right. Now go pick something out from the fresh-kill pile."

[SwiftPoot]

He raised an eyebrow, then shook his head. "Right. Now go pick something out from the fresh-kill pile."
"Okie dokie!" She purred, bouncing over to the fresh kill pile and tripping, then getting up again. She picked out a squirrel, brown and kinda scraggly. She gasped, elated.
"Looks kinda like me!" She breathed, purring loudly. She then started ripping its head off happily, munching.

[Teza]

{eh, this is longer then most of my posts, frankly}
Sunpaw padded out into the Thunderclan sun. It's so nice out...Heh, I wonder if babypaws is around... Searching for somecat to bother, his blue eyes landed on Duskpaw. Duskpaw, eh? She's always been reserved... wonder if I could make her talk... Sunpaw padded over to the cat. "Hi, Duskpaw."

The calico she-cat simply glared at the tom, flicking her colorful tail in greeting. There was nothing friendly about her expression, but at the same time, there was nothing threatening. She simply wanted to be left alone. However, it would be extremely rude to say so. After all, Sunpaw had never done anything bad to her, so why shove him away? She simply decided to lay there, wondering what the young tom would decide to do next.

[Ripplekit]

Ripplekit sleeps curled up in a ball. Dreams of being around the other kits, playing around with them.

[Ripplekit]

Dreams of Elmfrost.

[Ludicrous Lunacy]

Ripplekit sleeps curled up in a ball. Dreams of being around the other kits, playing around with them.
A young tabby opened her eyes blearily, her elm green gaze resting on her adopted kit. The queen didn't lift her head from the moss of her nest, feeling the pain and stiffness that now came woth waking up for her. So, this was how queens felt? Although it did hurt an awful lot and none of the other queens appeared to suffer her pain. She coughed, unintentionally loudly, and felt a headache moving in to keep her stomachache company. She felt bad enough discomfort without that little gem. Sighing wheezily, the she-cat, Elmfrost, raised her head and softly rested her chin on the kit, feeling some tension leave her body at the contact. At least Ripple is safe.

[Ripplekit]

Wakes up, feeling Elmfrost's head on me. "Hello Elmfrost. How are you?" Ripplekit asks in a hopeful tone that she would soon be better.

[Ludicrous Lunacy]

Wakes up, feeling Elmfrost's head on me. "Hello Elmfrost. How are you?" Ripplekit asks in a hopeful tone that she would soon be better.
Optimism. Such a young thing, to her, something she was proud to be able to see in her kit. But how should she respond? Wishing StarClan would just take her if they wanted her to die? Wondering if this was punishment for her crimes against the code? She no longer felt the words that raced rapidly through her head like the woven silk of a butterfly's cocoon... Instead, she felt everything coming in fractured pieces of thoughts. How could she not shatter her kit's optimism without lying? Blackrose... Why can't you be with me? No, no, he must stay away... He is the reason that you lost Twigkit... But she never lived... She was never here, so you can't have lost her. But she's here! She isn't far... Immediately, Elm felt a pang of longing, wishing she could be with her kit. Her grave wasn't far. Couldn't the molly just get up and walk to her stillborn daughter's resting place? She almost made to move, but pain shot through her and she let out a barely stifled whimper of pain. Weak in front of a kit... How pathetic. She almost didn't notice she had forgotten to say anything and just set her head down with a soft thump on the moss, eyes blank and staring at nothing.

[Ripplekit]

Ripplekit then slowly got up and nuzzled his caretaker. "Elmfrost?", saying her name with great concern. Ripple had not wanted to lose her to sickness, she was the only family he had ever known.

[Panic]

The calico she-cat simply glared at the tom, flicking her colorful tail in greeting. There was nothing friendly about her expression, but at the same time, there was nothing threatening. She simply wanted to be left alone. However, it would be extremely rude to say so. After all, Sunpaw had never done anything bad to her, so why shove him away? She simply decided to lay there, wondering what the young tom would decide to do next.

"So... whatcha thinking about? Surely you must have something on your mind..." He flicked his ears in her direction. Ugh,now I come off as kinda creepy... I just want her to talk...

[Ludicrous Lunacy]

Ripplekit then slowly got up and nuzzled his caretaker. "Elmfrost?", saying her name with great concern. Ripple had not wanted to lose her to sickness, she was the only family he had ever known.
Head snapping up in surprise--a bad idea, since the sudden motion made her feel as if the nursery was spinning--and blinked. Realizing with a twinge of irritation that she had drifted off, Elmfrost licked to top of her kit's head. "I'm fine," she meowed, a bit more to herself than her kit. In all honesty, she didn't really feel fine, but how was the molly supposed to say that? How was she supposed to get herself to the medicine den without scaring her kits? Looking at her kit, she repeated quietly, "I'm fine."

[Ripplekit]

Head snapping up in surprise--a bad idea, since the sudden motion made her feel as if the nursery was spinning--and blinked. Realizing with a twinge of irritation that she had drifted off, Elmfrost licked to top of her kit's head. "I'm fine," she meowed, a bit more to herself than her kit. In all honesty, she didn't really feel fine, but how was the molly supposed to say that? How was she supposed to get herself to the medicine den without scaring her kits? Looking at her kit, she repeated quietly, "I'm fine."

"Ok" Ripplekit was a little worried from the tone of Elmfrost's tone, but trusted her

[The Cannibal]

Duskflight )

Kestrelpaw shuffled his muzzle through the fresh kill pile. His stomach growled loudly as he picked a plump sparrow, his blue eyes searched for a place to eat. He didn't spot any of his friends anywhere so he decided just to eat next to the Apprentice Den. He kept his head low as he trotted and laid down in a shady spot, he tucked one of his paws under him while he kept the other out to hole down his food as he ate. He plucked some of the feathers out before ripping a chuck out of the bird, he looked around the clearing as he ate, he was feeling a bit lonely.
{My apologies for the late reply!}

It was a day that Raccoonpaw was feeling particularly lazy and so had ultimately decided to skip training, just because she didn't feel like going out to that dumb cave. So instead, she laid there in the apprentices den, stretched out in her nest with a content look on her face, eyes closed and belly turned upwards as she laid on her back. She loved being able to do what she wanted to do, she loved being free, she loved being herself and there was no cat in the world that would stop her from being just that, her.
But alas there could not be much fun found by just laying in her nest all day, there was mischief that needed to be caused, cats to snoop on, places to sneak around! With that in mind, she rolled over, opened her bluish-green eyes and stood up, giving herself a small shake to send some of the nesting material that was clinging there off however a few strands of grass still stuck. Her ears perked up when she heard another cat settle in a place pretty close to the apprentices den and immediately a devilish smile appeared across her muzzle. With a flick of her bushy tail, she lowered into a crouch and began to creep forward, towards the entrance of the den before peeking her head out it didn't take her very long to spot the other apprentice that was chowing down for a meal. Barely able to hold back a snicker, the black and grey apprentice lowered herself closer to the ground and began to creep forward again, a small whispering, rasping sound coming from her bushy tail as it dragged across the ground, enough to be able to be heard from him, but she didn't quite notice it, perhaps he wouldn't either. When she was close enough, and by close enough, I mean right behind him, the apprentice would yowl out as loud as her vocal cords would allow her,
"BADGER ATTACK!"
And would promptly attempt to pounce onto his back with a fake badger snarl, the best she could muster. Oh how she loved pranking random cats around the camp!

[The Cannibal]

Duskflight

(Sorry it took so long ^^' and that my post is so short)

Sunpaw padded into the clearing, shaking out his fur. It was still a little damp from his recent... Incident, ending up with the tom having to jump into an ice-cold stream, which did not make his morning any better. He still had had fun though, and was now back in camp. Sunpaw sat down in the clearing, and ran a paw over his fur, making sure that there was no leftover mud streaks on it.
He fluffed his golden coat out, hoping it would air out sooner, because he was cold. Sunpaw felt his belly growl, and let out a sigh. He hadn't hunted today,
and because of that, the tom didn't want to take from the fresh-kill pile. He looked around the clearing, trying to spot someone who might want to go hunting with him. I could take a she-cat... He thought, a purr rumbling in his throat. He hadn't flirted all day, and that was part of his daily routine. He hated it when he didn't get all parts of his routine into the day. Stretching out, the tom cast his brilliant blue eyes around the clearing to try and spot someone he could take hunting with him.
It had been a rather eventful morning so far, not training wise, she didn't even bother going to that today, but no, she had gotten so much done! She had been scolded by a queen for teaching her kits how to prank other cats, she had scared a few other apprentices, one of their mentors scolding her for that, and then she even managed to get stopped by an elder for doing absolutely nothing wrong at all! It was great!
Yeah not really, Raccoonpaw absolutely hated being scolded, she didn't understand why cats couldn't just have fun and play harmless pranks on each other. She hadn't done any damage by it, they had been scared for a few moments and that was it. What was the harm in that? She didn't understand. Yet all of the older cats seemed to hate it, they called her childish, they said she was acting like a kit, that she should grow up and start learning her duties as an apprentice. She didn't care what they said. She would learn what she wanted to learn, when she wanted to learn it.
For now, she had settled into a particularly shady part of the clearing and was watching a leaf rustle and move across the grass as the wind played with it, a slightly bored expression on her face. Why couldn't there be more cats like her?

[Ripplekit]

Head snapping up in surprise--a bad idea, since the sudden motion made her feel as if the nursery was spinning--and blinked. Realizing with a twinge of irritation that she had drifted off, Elmfrost licked to top of her kit's head. "I'm fine," she meowed, a bit more to herself than her kit. In all honesty, she didn't really feel fine, but how was the molly supposed to say that? How was she supposed to get herself to the medicine den without scaring her kits? Looking at her kit, she repeated quietly, "I'm fine."

"Elmfrost, is there something wrong?" Ripplekit asks in a soft voice

[Teza]

"So... whatcha thinking about? Surely you must have something on your mind..." He flicked his ears in her direction. Ugh,now I come off as kinda creepy... I just want her to talk...

Duskpaw watched the tom as he spoke. He seemed genuinely interested in what she was thinking about, but then what was his motive? 'Whatever,' she thought. She looked away from the tom. "Ever wondered what would happen if the whole clan took a break for a day?" she asked, her rough voice as soft as it could possibly get.

[Panic]

Duskpaw watched the tom as he spoke. He seemed genuinely interested in what she was thinking about, but then what was his motive? 'Whatever,' she thought. She looked away from the tom. "Ever wondered what would happen if the whole clan took a break for a day?" she asked, her rough voice as soft as it could possibly get.

"If the Clan just... took a break! Heh, the Clan would probably collapse in on itself- imagine, if the other Clans found out! Or, everything would go wrong..." He sat down next to her, his voice softer. "It would be nice, though..."

[Teza]

"If the Clan just... took a break! Heh, the Clan would probably collapse in on itself- imagine, if the other Clans found out! Or, everything would go wrong..." He sat down next to her, his voice softer. "It would be nice, though..."

While said in the most kit-like way Duskpaw thought possible, Sunpaw did have a point. Maybe a halfway decent conversation could come from him. "If it was only one day I don't see how too much harm would come from it," she said, not even glancing back at him. Her ears pointed to him though, signifying she was indeed listening to him.

[Panic]

While said in the most kit-like way Duskpaw thought possible, Sunpaw did have a point. Maybe a halfway decent conversation could come from him. "If it was only one day I don't see how too much harm would come from it," she said, not even glancing back at him. Her ears pointed to him though, signifying she was indeed listening to him.

"True, but one day could easily be enough for everything to go downhill..." He yawned sleepily in the sunlight. "I mean, it's possible."

[Crumbleless]

Browntail gazed nervously at the tom. "I...um...." she couldn't seem to get a word out of her mouth. Why was she so nervous? "I would like to... um..." Come on Browntail. Get it out of your mouth! she thought. "I would like to join Thunderclan. I am a loner and was passing through your territory when I met a cat named Creamfrost and she invited me and I said yes." The words tumbled out of her mouth at a surprising speed. She winced at the end of her sentence, waiting for his reply.
Oakfall blinked before purring in amusement. "I'm sure Snowstar would live to let you join Thunderclan! I can show you are camp before we can go talk to her if you want." His gaze met Browntail''s a moment before he turned to the nursery. "Let's go meet the kits first. I'm sure they would be glad to meet you."

[ladybugg03]

Oakfall blinked before purring in amusement. "I'm sure Snowstar would live to let you join Thunderclan! I can show you are camp before we can go talk to her if you want." His gaze met Browntail''s a moment before he turned to the nursery. "Let's go meet the kits first. I'm sure they would be glad to meet you."

Browntail found herself blushing in embarrassment. Her green eyes wandered to the floor of the clearing and when she looked back up, she held Oakfall's gaze for the smallest moment before he turned away. Browntail gave her head a small shake. "Oh, um, yah. I love kits!" She said as she padded after the tom. My goodness Brown tail. What is wrong with you?
As they approach the nursery, Browntail could feel the stares of other cats. She ignored them and walked on ahead.
They reached a tight tangle of brambles and she could catch glimpses of small kits. Make a good impression. So she but on a bright, sweet smile as they approached the enclosure.

[Brilliance]

{ BluBunny }

It had been a couple weeks since Blackcrystal seen her friend, Orangetail. A couple weeks of stress and loneliness. Through those weeks she considered seeing her close friend, Wheatfur, but she didn't want to overwhelm the medicine cat with her emotions. So, she kept them hidden to herself. As she sat in the clearing, giving ginger locks to her pelt, and soaking in the sun, she thought about what the day might bring her. Many times she had hoped to hang out with Orangetail, but he seemed to have been avoiding her. So, she let him go. Not that she had many friends anyway. At first glance, cats around her could see a noiseless she cat, quiet as a mouse, with no words at all. She looked around the clearing, taking notice of the other cats, and let out a deep, lonely sigh.

[BluBunnie]

{My apologies for the late reply!}

It was a day that Raccoonpaw was feeling particularly lazy and so had ultimately decided to skip training, just because she didn't feel like going out to that dumb cave. So instead, she laid there in the apprentices den, stretched out in her nest with a content look on her face, eyes closed and belly turned upwards as she laid on her back. She loved being able to do what she wanted to do, she loved being free, she loved being herself and there was no cat in the world that would stop her from being just that, her.
But alas there could not be much fun found by just laying in her nest all day, there was mischief that needed to be caused, cats to snoop on, places to sneak around! With that in mind, she rolled over, opened her bluish-green eyes and stood up, giving herself a small shake to send some of the nesting material that was clinging there off however a few strands of grass still stuck. Her ears perked up when she heard another cat settle in a place pretty close to the apprentices den and immediately a devilish smile appeared across her muzzle. With a flick of her bushy tail, she lowered into a crouch and began to creep forward, towards the entrance of the den before peeking her head out it didn't take her very long to spot the other apprentice that was chowing down for a meal. Barely able to hold back a snicker, the black and grey apprentice lowered herself closer to the ground and began to creep forward again, a small whispering, rasping sound coming from her bushy tail as it dragged across the ground, enough to be able to be heard from him, but she didn't quite notice it, perhaps he wouldn't either. When she was close enough, and by close enough, I mean right behind him, the apprentice would yowl out as loud as her vocal cords would allow her,
"BADGER ATTACK!"
And would promptly attempt to pounce onto his back with a fake badger snarl, the best she could muster. Oh how she loved pranking random cats around the camp!

Kestralpaws ears turned a bit as he heard some shuffling noises not far from him. He shrugged it off, there were so many cats in camp and there was bound to be a few cats walking behind him or around him. As he got close to finishing the bird a loud voice shouted from behind him. The normally calm down bristled and jumped. He felt weight against his back, he shook the creature off and turned. He flatten he ears as he realized the creature on his back was not a badger but another cat. He kicked himself mentally, he should've known when he felt such light weight on his back, the she-cat was also an apprentice and weighted even less then a warrior. He shook his fur and looked the cat carefully, he figured it must've been a prank. After his fur flatten down and he was able to recognize the cat, her name was Raccoonpaw. "Oh. Hey Raccoonpaw." He mewed, he made it a very important to know every cats name. "I am assuming this was another prank of yours." All he knew about the cat was that she was a troublemaker. He had often heard others talk about her. He tilted his head a bit and began to lick his chest fur.

[BluBunnie]

{ BluBunny }

It had been a couple weeks since Blackcrystal seen her friend, Orangetail. A couple weeks of stress and loneliness. Through those weeks she considered seeing her close friend, Wheatfur, but she didn't want to overwhelm the medicine cat with her emotions. So, she kept them hidden to herself. As she sat in the clearing, giving ginger locks to her pelt, and soaking in the sun, she thought about what the day might bring her. Many times she had hoped to hang out with Orangetail, but he seemed to have been avoiding her. So, she let him go. Not that she had many friends anyway. At first glance, cats around her could see a noiseless she cat, quiet as a mouse, with no words at all. She looked around the clearing, taking notice of the other cats, and let out a deep, lonely sigh.

Orangetail hung his head low as he stalked out of the Warriors' Den, he haven't gotten sleep for weeks now and felt tired and grumpy constantly. He had been purposely avoiding his friend, Blackcrystal, ever since they had their small argument. He knew he should just suck it up and talked to her but he was mad at himself and upset with Blackcrystal and what she said. He still really liked her and was really hurt. He sighed a bit and shuffled through the fresh kill a bit, he wasn't hungry. He walked off and realized he was a tail length away from his old friend, her scent hit his nose and he closed his eyes as he let the scent wash over him. His pelt was ragged and it was obvious he hadn't ate in a while. His eyes watched her carefully and waited to see what she would do.

[Brilliance]

Orangetail hung his head low as he stalked out of the Warriors' Den, he haven't gotten sleep for weeks now and felt tired and grumpy constantly. He had been purposely avoiding his friend, Blackcrystal, ever since they had their small argument. He knew he should just suck it up and talked to her but he was mad at himself and upset with Blackcrystal and what she said. He still really liked her and was really hurt. He sighed a bit and shuffled through the fresh kill a bit, he wasn't hungry. He walked off and realized he was a tail length away from his old friend, her scent hit his nose and he closed his eyes as he let the scent wash over him. His pelt was ragged and it was obvious he hadn't ate in a while. His eyes watched her carefully and waited to see what she would do.

Blackcrystal contently licked at her pelt, cleaning it off, and laid her eyes on the ground, yawning. It was already early morning, but the she cat didn't mind having an early day nap. After all, she was a cat, and pleased with getting shut eye. As she laid her black head on her paws, Blackcrystal blinked a couple times before she saw the familiar thick orange coat. Her eyes scanned him over, and she almost shot her head up. Was this her cue to walk over and say hi? Or just sit there, and wait for him to make the first move? After all, he was the one holding a grudge against her, and the killer part about that was Blackcrystal didn't know why. But whatever it has been, she would promise him that she would stop. Gently, she picked up her head, feeling her stomach weighing heavy. Her tail twitched behind her, and she curled her tail loosely to her side as she eyed him as well. Her hues light and comforting. It was as if her eyes were daring him to come over and talk to her. When she gave up, Blackcrystal decided that she would make the first move. She picked herself up from her spot and headed towards the fresh kill pile. She picked up a plump squirrel and padded towards the orange tom, the squirrel having limp in her jaws. Once she approached the larger tom, she felt weaker. She dropped the creature at his paws, and gazed up at him, shuffling on her paws lightly. "Hello," her voice was small, shy even. The voice she used whenever first addressing someone. "I just...maybe.." How was she suppose to put this? She was already nervous around him. Whenever she felt tension between them, the she cat became nervous. Finally, she exhaled a deep breath she had no idea that she was holding in. "You look hungry." She said hastily, and added, "Would you like to share with me?" She asked, her heart beating irregularly. Perhaps it would be like old times before he was mad at her and avoiding her. Maybe they could have their old friendship where sharif tongues was their favorite activity.

[BluBunnie]

Blackcrystal contently licked at her pelt, cleaning it off, and laid her eyes on the ground, yawning. It was already early morning, but the she cat didn't mind having an early day nap. After all, she was a cat, and pleased with getting shut eye. As she laid her black head on her paws, Blackcrystal blinked a couple times before she saw the familiar thick orange coat. Her eyes scanned him over, and she almost shot her head up. Was this her cue to walk over and say hi? Or just sit there, and wait for him to make the first move? After all, he was the one holding a grudge against her, and the killer part about that was Blackcrystal didn't know why. But whatever it has been, she would promise him that she would stop. Gently, she picked up her head, feeling her stomach weighing heavy. Her tail twitched behind her, and she curled her tail loosely to her side as she eyed him as well. Her hues light and comforting. It was as if her eyes were daring him to come over and talk to her. When she gave up, Blackcrystal decided that she would make the first move. She picked herself up from her spot and headed towards the fresh kill pile. She picked up a plump squirrel and padded towards the orange tom, the squirrel having limp in her jaws. Once she approached the larger tom, she felt weaker. She dropped the creature at his paws, and gazed up at him, shuffling on her paws lightly. "Hello," her voice was small, shy even. The voice she used whenever first addressing someone. "I just...maybe.." How was she suppose to put this? She was already nervous around him. Whenever she felt tension between them, the she cat became nervous. Finally, she exhaled a deep breath she had no idea that she was holding in. "You look hungry." She said hastily, and added, "Would you like to share with me?" She asked, her heart beating irregularly. Perhaps it would be like old times before he was mad at her and avoiding her. Maybe they could have their old friendship where sharif tongues was their favorite activity.

Orangetail stiffened as Blackcrystal walked to the fresh kill pile and back to him. He took in careful breaths as she struggled to talk, all he wanted to do was pounce on her and nuzzle her and tell her he was sorry. He looked down at the freshkill and took a few.moments to answer. He flatten his ears and looked up at his friend, "Y-yes." He croaked out.

[Iceflame]

Orangetail stiffened as Blackcrystal walked to the fresh kill pile and back to him. He took in careful breaths as she struggled to talk, all he wanted to do was pounce on her and nuzzle her and tell her he was sorry. He looked down at the freshkill and took a few.moments to answer. He flatten his ears and looked up at his friend, "Y-yes." He croaked out.



Icepaw padded towards the fresh kill pile, tired from the morning's hunting. The sun was high in the sky, a blazing ball of fire casting light on the territory. Hunting had been good today, with plenty of plump mice and voles scuffling around and many birds in the trees. They were probably trying to rebuild their stocks of food, just like the Clan. The apprentice looked up, her green eyes shining. Two cats were coming her way. She recognised the freshly groomed pelt of Blackcrystal and her friend Orangetail. Icepaw wasn't familiar with the two warriors, but she knew how they smelled and looked like. The young she-cat shifted her paws as they approached. Should she, perhaps, go talk to them? As the two warriors got even closer Icepaw saw that Orangetail didn't really look at the peak of his happiness. It was now or never to start talking. Quickly fishing out a plump vole out of the fresh-kill pile she opened her mouth and meowed, "H-hello Orangetail and Blackcrystal. How are you both?" A certain nervousness pulsed through her as she said those words and waited for a reply.

[RedHead]

It had been a rather eventful morning so far, not training wise, she didn't even bother going to that today, but no, she had gotten so much done! She had been scolded by a queen for teaching her kits how to prank other cats, she had scared a few other apprentices, one of their mentors scolding her for that, and then she even managed to get stopped by an elder for doing absolutely nothing wrong at all! It was great!
Yeah not really, Raccoonpaw absolutely hated being scolded, she didn't understand why cats couldn't just have fun and play harmless pranks on each other. She hadn't done any damage by it, they had been scared for a few moments and that was it. What was the harm in that? She didn't understand. Yet all of the older cats seemed to hate it, they called her childish, they said she was acting like a kit, that she should grow up and start learning her duties as an apprentice. She didn't care what they said. She would learn what she wanted to learn, when she wanted to learn it.
For now, she had settled into a particularly shady part of the clearing and was watching a leaf rustle and move across the grass as the wind played with it, a slightly bored expression on her face. Why couldn't there be more cats like her?

Sunpaw was still flicking his eyes across the clearing, when the blue hues came to rest on a pretty she-cat over by herself in the corner of the clearing, a seemingly bored expression crossing her facial features. Hmm...
Bored she-cats are the best, because they have nothing better to do, so they can focus all their attention on you. Sunpaw purred at his own cleverness,
and began to walk towards the gray-furred she-cat. Sun was pretty good with names, and he groped his mind for this particular apprentice's. Ah, I remember it now. The golden-furred tomcat made his way smoothly over,
not too fast as to appear eager, but not too slow as to appear hesitant. He knew what he was doing. Once he reached the she-cat, Sunpaw spoke. "Hello Raccoonpaw. What a lovely day it is, isn't it?" Perfect. Start off with a gracious greeting, then slowly move on to the compliments. Sunpaw sat down next to her. "Why, you seem very bored. I wouldn't think a she-cat as smart or pretty as you would ever get bored." Sunpaw leaned a little closer, as if sharing a secret. "I know I wouldn't." There! End it with a small smirk, and you're sure to have her hooked. Sunpaw followed his mind instructions, and awaited Raccoonpaw's response.



Suspiciousmindz

Foxkit stalked around the clearing, orange eyes searching for something fun to do. She'd already bothered a warrior, and her mother had shooed her from the nursery because she was being "too rambunctious." What does that even mean? Foxkit scoffed, lashing her tail in anger. The kit hated when she didn't have anything fun to do, which was right now. She wanted to be out in the territory, but apparently she was "just a kit" and wouldn't be allowed out until she was an apprentice. "Like I've told everyone a million times before, I am a foxhunter! I can be out there if I want.." The ginger kit mumbled to herself, clearly very agitated.

[Tigress]

Crowsong glared at Stoneheart as he made her fall then started laughing. "Stoneheart, you're funny!", she chuckled, her fluffy gray fur gleaming in the light, her blue eyes glowing with compassion and love.

Stoneheart beamed back at her. Suddenly, a tight knot formed in his stomach and his eyes widened. Oh, my, it can't be. A grey she-cat padded up to them, her blue eyes blazing. "Stoneheart!" She growled. Her fur was bristling with rage. Uhhhhh, what should I do? What should I say? He shot a worried glance at Crowsong, before turning back to the she-cat. "Uh, hello, Mintfeather." He stuttered. "Don't you hello Mintfeather me," she hissed "well that doesn't matter, all that does now is.... What have you done with Flowerdawn?"
Stoneheart went cold, he hadn't seen her since they broke up, he had just assumed that his mind was trying to ignore her. Well, Mintfeather, I don't know what happened to your stupid friend. He thought, kinda wishing her could say that to her face.

[Brilliance]

Orangetail stiffened as Blackcrystal walked to the fresh kill pile and back to him. He took in careful breaths as she struggled to talk, all he wanted to do was pounce on her and nuzzle her and tell her he was sorry. He looked down at the freshkill and took a few.moments to answer. He flatten his ears and looked up at his friend, "Y-yes." He croaked out.

Blackcrystal let out a happy purr, finally getting the orange tom to talk to her. She felt bored without his presence, and tried to talk to the other cats, but her words would splutter, her shy side taking over. It had took a while for her to become friends with Orangetail if she remembered correctly, and her change of demeanor had taken her by surprise! The she cat bent down to take a bite off the squirrel, and with one small black paw, she pushed the carcass over towards him, allowing him to have the rest of the prey. She wasn't entirely hungry, having feeling full from the acknowledgement of her good friend. All of a sudden, she was curious, and knew that it probably wasn't a best time to ask such a question, but she did it anyway, ''So,why were you avoiding me?'' She started to lightly groom herself, taking a paw and bringing it up to her maw to take a few licks at it.

[Random Melody]

Snowstar made her way carefully onto the Highpeak, with more ease than last time. It almost seemed natural. Almost. The Siamese paused and glanced down, and a small smile formed on her maw before she raised her head and took in a deep breath. "Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey gather beneath the Highpeak for a Clan meeting." Her voice rang around the clearing, soft and sweet like always. This was a day for forgetting all about her troubles with WindClan.

As her Clan gathers, a warm feeling spread through Snowstar, her ice blue eyes glimmering brightly as she spoke. "I suppose you all know the drill, eh? Lets get these ceremonies started!"

Chameleon Dark

"Owlpaw, Dawnpaw please step forward." She beckoned the apprentices forward with a few flicks of her tail, her ice blue eyes bright as she smiled down at them. "I call upon my warrior ancestors to look down on these two apprentices. They have trained hard to learn the ways of the warrior code, and so I grant them their warrior names. Owlpaw, Dawnpaw, do you promise to uphold the warrior code, and protect and defend ThunderClan, even at the cost of your lives?"

"I do."

"Then from this moment forward, Owlpaw, you will be known as Owlstone. We honor your survival and bravery, and welcome you as a full warrior of ThunderClan."

"Dawnpaw, you will be known as Dawnpelt. We honor your bravery and intelligence, and welcome you as a full warrior of ThunderClan." Snowstar drew in a deep breath and continued. What a mouthful.

JaxenAmethyst Raven & Co

"Now, we have two cats who are joining the Clan today." Snowstar chuckled lightly as she beckoned Bugsie and Viper forward. She was smiling, as always as she gazed down at her warriors before looking at the two newcomers, her eyes welcoming and soft. "From this day forward, Bugsie, you will be known as Grayfur. Viper, you will be known as Pineskip. We welcome the two of you to ThunderClan." Her gaze flickered over each of her Clanmates, and she smiled gently before nodding. "Clan dismissed. May StarClan light your paths, all of you."

With that she made her way carefully down from the Highpeak, her ice blue eyes focused on nothing in particular as she made her way to her den with a small smile.

[Rivergold]

"Okie dokie!" She purred, bouncing over to the fresh kill pile and tripping, then getting up again. She picked out a squirrel, brown and kinda scraggly. She gasped, elated.
"Looks kinda like me!" She breathed, purring loudly. She then started ripping its head off happily, munching."If you wish to appear cannibalistic, you can by all means join Shadowclan," he said. "But do not play with your food."

[BluBunnie]

Blackcrystal let out a happy purr, finally getting the orange tom to talk to her. She felt bored without his presence, and tried to talk to the other cats, but her words would splutter, her shy side taking over. It had took a while for her to become friends with Orangetail if she remembered correctly, and her change of demeanor had taken her by surprise! The she cat bent down to take a bite off the squirrel, and with one small black paw, she pushed the carcass over towards him, allowing him to have the rest of the prey. She wasn't entirely hungry, having feeling full from the acknowledgement of her good friend. All of a sudden, she was curious, and knew that it probably wasn't a best time to ask such a question, but she did it anyway, ''So,why were you avoiding me?'' She started to lightly groom herself, taking a paw and bringing it up to her maw to take a few licks at it.

Orangetail stared at the fresh kill for a few moments after it was scooted towards him. He realized just how hungry he was, he dove into the squirrel but left enough so that if Blackcrystal wanted more she could also get her fill. The tom was still very hungry but he knew that it would take a while to rebuild his muscle since he hadn't really eaten in a while. He looked down at his paws when she she-cat asked him the question, he took a few moments opening and closing his mouth as he tried to find the right words. He licked his chest nervously and almost gagged when he realized how greasy and dirty it tasted. He took deep breath but still couldn't look up at Blackcrystal, "I was mouse brained. I was hurt. I was mad at you at first but then realized I was the one being ridiculous and was too ashamed to come up and talk to you. You don't deserve a friend like me. I am so sorry." He orange tom spilled his sentence out quickly. He felt so embarrassed and mouse brained.

[Mango]

Owlstone limped over to her clanmates and sighed," At last, I can sleep with cats my age."

[Darky]

Snowstar made her way carefully onto the Highpeak, with more ease than last time. It almost seemed natural. Almost. The Siamese paused and glanced down, and a small smile formed on her maw before she raised her head and took in a deep breath. "Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey gather beneath the Highpeak for a Clan meeting." Her voice rang around the clearing, soft and sweet like always. This was a day for forgetting all about her troubles with WindClan.

As her Clan gathers, a warm feeling spread through Snowstar, her ice blue eyes glimmering brightly as she spoke. "I suppose you all know the drill, eh? Lets get these ceremonies started!"

Chameleon Dark

"Owlpaw, Dawnpaw please step forward." She beckoned the apprentices forward with a few flicks of her tail, her ice blue eyes bright as she smiled down at them. "I call upon my warrior ancestors to look down on these two apprentices. They have trained hard to learn the ways of the warrior code, and so I grant them their warrior names. Owlpaw, Dawnpaw, do you promise to uphold the warrior code, and protect and defend ThunderClan, even at the cost of your lives?"

"I do."

"Then from this moment forward, Owlpaw, you will be known as Owlstone. We honor your survival and bravery, and welcome you as a full warrior of ThunderClan."

"Dawnpaw, you will be known as Dawnpelt. We honor your bravery and intelligence, and welcome you as a full warrior of ThunderClan." Snowstar drew in a deep breath and continued. What a mouthful.

JaxenAmethyst Raven & Co

"Now, we have two cats who are joining the Clan today." Snowstar chuckled lightly as she beckoned Bugsie and Viper forward. She was smiling, as always as she gazed down at her warriors before looking at the two newcomers, her eyes welcoming and soft. "From this day forward, Bugsie, you will be known as Grayfur. Viper, you will be known as Pineskip. We welcome the two of you to ThunderClan." Her gaze flickered over each of her Clanmates, and she smiled gently before nodding. "Clan dismissed. May StarClan light your paths, all of you."

With that she made her way carefully down from the Highpeak, her ice blue eyes focused on nothing in particular as she made her way to her den with a small smile.
(Back from school)(Why so early)
Dawnpelt stepped down from the highpeak ,she was a warrior at last.

[Brilliance]

Orangetail stared at the fresh kill for a few moments after it was scooted towards him. He realized just how hungry he was, he dove into the squirrel but left enough so that if Blackcrystal wanted more she could also get her fill. The tom was still very hungry but he knew that it would take a while to rebuild his muscle since he hadn't really eaten in a while. He looked down at his paws when she she-cat asked him the question, he took a few moments opening and closing his mouth as he tried to find the right words. He licked his chest nervously and almost gagged when he realized how greasy and dirty it tasted. He took deep breath but still couldn't look up at Blackcrystal, "I was mouse brained. I was hurt. I was mad at you at first but then realized I was the one being ridiculous and was too ashamed to come up and talk to you. You don't deserve a friend like me. I am so sorry." He orange tom spilled his sentence out quickly. He felt so embarrassed and mouse brained.

Blackcrystal listened to the tom, a complete expression of curiosity settling into her features. Unlike the tom, the she cat had been quite normal. She wasn't entirely happy knowing he wasn't talking to her, or that she had to eat a meal in the corner by herself, but she had sufficed. She carried out her duties like a normal warrior, albeit more quietly as she had been when first meeting others. She rolled her eyes at the explanation he gave her although something bothered. Did the tom get angry at her for no reason? He hadn't really answered her, or she asked the wrong question. The she cat, wrapped her tail around her paws, "You were angry at me?" She shrieked, trying to retain her laughter. "What did I do in order to get you mad at me?" Her eyes light up in mischief as she addressed him. Though he must already knew that she forgave him. In fact, she never was mad at him. Blackcrystal brought herself closer to the tom, despite his ragged fur, she gave him a light friendly nuzzle. "Well, I did miss your company if I'm being honest." She started to notice his skinny composition--noticing that he was never like that before. She worried with her eyes, but she didn't say anything on it. She was afraid if she did, he would become defensive again. The black she cat did not feel like eating alone once more.

[Phoenix Flames]

Stoneheart beamed back at her. Suddenly, a tight knot formed in his stomach and his eyes widened. Oh, my, it can't be. A grey she-cat padded up to them, her blue eyes blazing. "Stoneheart!" She growled. Her fur was bristling with rage. Uhhhhh, what should I do? What should I say? He shot a worried glance at Crowsong, before turning back to the she-cat. "Uh, hello, Mintfeather." He stuttered. "Don't you hello Mintfeather me," she hissed "well that doesn't matter, all that does now is.... What have you done with Flowerdawn?"
Stoneheart went cold, he hadn't seen her since they broke up, he had just assumed that his mind was trying to ignore her. Well, Mintfeather, I don't know what happened to your stupid friend. He thought, kinda wishing her could say that to her face.
Crowsong tilted her head to the side as Mintfeather padded up to Stoneheart. "What's going on? Is something wrong?", the fluffy gray she-cat asked, looking at Mintfeather. Well, Mintfeather is angry...
I wonder why, Crowsong thought, the confused look on her face turning into an annoyed/angry look as she glared at Mintfeather. "Why are you bothering, Stoneheart? What did he ever do?", she asked, her neck fur bristling.

[Reverie]

She didn’t want to, but she had to. It was like an instinct inside of her that kicked her into action, one that she didn’t knew she had, let alone wanted, but it’s what she had; it’s what StarClan gifted her with, so she had to go along with it. She inhaled..

And ran

She ran for her life, for her reputation, for everything

That’s when her eyes opened

She yelped, praying it was just a nightmare, and it was, so she breathed, only to find that the den was cascaded in darkness, so she walked out

Turns out it wasn’t a nightmare after all

[SuspiciousMindz]

Suspiciousmindz

Foxkit stalked around the clearing, orange eyes searching for something fun to do. She'd already bothered a warrior, and her mother had shooed her from the nursery because she was being "too rambunctious." What does that even mean? Foxkit scoffed, lashing her tail in anger. The kit hated when she didn't have anything fun to do, which was right now. She wanted to be out in the territory, but apparently she was "just a kit" and wouldn't be allowed out until she was an apprentice. "Like I've told everyone a million times before, I am a foxhunter! I can be out there if I want.." The ginger kit mumbled to herself, clearly very agitated.

Treekit had a glazed look over her eyes, just like normal when you simply watch her. She seemed to be in her own little reality, one where nothing phased her until she was jolted back to this reality. Treekit was well known in the nursery as the "strange kit with an imaginary friend", though if you were to confront her about this "friend" she'd get touchy. It was like she was defending a cat that really wasn't there. It was smart to be cautious around her, however it's hard to ignore her when she's whispering to herself wandering aimlessly around the clearing. Speaking of which, that was just what she was doing at this moment. Her mouth moved ever so slightly as her paws worked their way through the clearing. She barely missed a warrior or an apprentice here and there as she went, but it was like she didn't even know they were there. Her olive hues were following something, but when you follow her gaze, there's nothing there. Perhaps Treekit should pay a little more attention for she was headed in the direction of another kit, just without knowing it.

[JaxenAmethyst]

Snowstar made her way carefully onto the Highpeak, with more ease than last time. It almost seemed natural. Almost. The Siamese paused and glanced down, and a small smile formed on her maw before she raised her head and took in a deep breath. "Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey gather beneath the Highpeak for a Clan meeting." Her voice rang around the clearing, soft and sweet like always. This was a day for forgetting all about her troubles with WindClan.

As her Clan gathers, a warm feeling spread through Snowstar, her ice blue eyes glimmering brightly as she spoke. "I suppose you all know the drill, eh? Lets get these ceremonies started!"

Chameleon Dark

"Owlpaw, Dawnpaw please step forward." She beckoned the apprentices forward with a few flicks of her tail, her ice blue eyes bright as she smiled down at them. "I call upon my warrior ancestors to look down on these two apprentices. They have trained hard to learn the ways of the warrior code, and so I grant them their warrior names. Owlpaw, Dawnpaw, do you promise to uphold the warrior code, and protect and defend ThunderClan, even at the cost of your lives?"

"I do."

"Then from this moment forward, Owlpaw, you will be known as Owlstone. We honor your survival and bravery, and welcome you as a full warrior of ThunderClan."

"Dawnpaw, you will be known as Dawnpelt. We honor your bravery and intelligence, and welcome you as a full warrior of ThunderClan." Snowstar drew in a deep breath and continued. What a mouthful.

JaxenAmethyst Raven & Co

"Now, we have two cats who are joining the Clan today." Snowstar chuckled lightly as she beckoned Bugsie and Viper forward. She was smiling, as always as she gazed down at her warriors before looking at the two newcomers, her eyes welcoming and soft. "From this day forward, Bugsie, you will be known as Grayfur. Viper, you will be known as Pineskip. We welcome the two of you to ThunderClan." Her gaze flickered over each of her Clanmates, and she smiled gently before nodding. "Clan dismissed. May StarClan light your paths, all of you."

With that she made her way carefully down from the Highpeak, her ice blue eyes focused on nothing in particular as she made her way to her den with a small smile.
Raven & Co
Grayfur tripped over her own paw and landed with a thud! on the ground beneath the highpeak. Her cheeks beneath her pelt grew a hot, rosy red in embarrassment as laughter rose around the camp. She heaved herself up and stared deeply into Pineskip's eyes. "Is this really what it's going to be like?," she asked, her eyes watery, looking around camp. She began to calm down as she saw cats of different pelts were dispersing into their own little areas, sometimes small groups. "If so, I'm ready to face it!"

[Noki]

Pinethorn arrived next and took a seat. The mottled brown tabby gazed about at all the cats. Certainly a large crowd, hmm?

He quietly listened to Snowstar as she made her announcements. Owlpaw and Dawnpaw were warriors and Bugsie and Viper joined the Clan. "Owlstone, Dawnpelt! Grayfur, Pineskip!" he called, a smile dancing on his features. Life in the Clan was good. Pinethorn was grateful to have been raised here, especially with four new strong warriors.

[Gone]

Raven & Co
Grayfur tripped over her own paw and landed with a thud! on the ground beneath the highpeak. Her cheeks beneath her pelt grew a hot, rosy red in embarrassment as laughter rose around the camp. She heaved herself up and stared deeply into Pineskip's eyes. "Is this really what it's going to be like?," she asked, her eyes watery, looking around camp. She began to calm down as she saw cats of different pelts were dispersing into their own little areas, sometimes small groups. "If so, I'm ready to face it!"
Pineskip gazed at the she-cat as she tripped over her own paws, he quickly helped her up, he stared back in her eyes, nodding. "Indeed it will be, Bug- Grayfur." The tom mewed, he would have a hard time calling her Grayfur, he was so used to calling her by her kittypet name, but now, they were part of ThunderClan, and they had new names, he ran his tongue over her face as he saw her watery eyes. "Don't cry, we'll be happy here, at least, those twolegs won't keep me from being close to you." He purred and licked her nose. "...And I'll always be here to protect you." He whispered in her ear, his tail slowly going around her back to intertwine itself tightly with hers. "With you, I'll be ready to face anything." The brown tabby mewed.

[Crumbleless]

Browntail found herself blushing in embarrassment. Her green eyes wandered to the floor of the clearing and when she looked back up, she held Oakfall's gaze for the smallest moment before he turned away. Browntail gave her head a small shake. "Oh, um, yah. I love kits!" She said as she padded after the tom. My goodness Brown tail. What is wrong with you?
As they approach the nursery, Browntail could feel the stares of other cats. She ignored them and walked on ahead.
They reached a tight tangle of brambles and she could catch glimpses of small kits. Make a good impression. So she but on a bright, sweet smile as they approached the enclosure.


Oakfall drank in the warm scents of the nursery ears flicking with excitement. "This is the nursery, where queens nurse their kits. Kits become apprentices at six moons and return queens to their warrior duties." Oakfall imagined when he became an apprentice with his mother and the rest of the clan watching. I wish Juniperkit could have seen that day too. He thought about his deceased sister before brushing away the thought. "What else do you want to know?" ladybugg03

[JaxenAmethyst]

Pineskip gazed at the she-cat as she tripped over her own paws, he quickly helped her up, he stared back in her eyes, nodding. "Indeed it will be, Bug- Grayfur." The tom mewed, he would have a hard time calling her Grayfur, he was so used to calling her by her kittypet name, but now, they were part of ThunderClan, and they had new names, he ran his tongue over her face as he saw her watery eyes. "Don't cry, we'll be happy here, at least, those twolegs won't keep me from being close to you." He purred and licked her nose. "...And I'll always be here to protect you." He whispered in her ear, his tail slowly going around her back to intertwine itself tightly with hers. "With you, I'll be ready to face anything." The brown tabby mewed.
Grayfur realized she was no longer going to be treated as if she were above the rest. Every cat was equal, and she had accepted it fairly quick. She nodded and stared into Pineskip's eyes. She nuzzled him, affectionately, and stared into his eyes. "I suppose you're right. We're doing this together. Thank you, Pineskip." She flashed a grateful smile towards him. "We should go..," she looked around camp, confusion blanketing her mind, clouding her other emotions, as she stared at Pineskip, a confused expression lay blankly on her face. "..somewhere?"
Noki
Grayfur saw someone begin to pad past them. "Oh!," she set her tail on the random tom. "Could you be as kind as to show us where we're supposed to go?," she asked, embarrassment spread across her face once more. She shouldn't have to ask where to go, but she wouldn't have known unless she asked.

[ladybugg03]

@ladybugg03
Oakfall drank in the warm scents of the nursery ears flicking with excitement. "This is the nursery, where queens nurse their kits. Kits become apprentices at six moons and return queens to their warrior duties." Oakfall imagined when he became an apprentice with his mother and the rest of the clan watching. I wish Juniperkit could have seen that day too. He thought about his deceased sister before brushing away the thought. "What else do you want to know?"

Browntail entered the nursery and her smile brightened as she saw all the kits. They were so tiny and innocent. Looking at all of the kits and their mother gave her a pang of sadness, remembering Sara. She looked over at Oakfall and his slightly crestfallen face. She felt the urge to comfort him but held back. "I think I understand the process." she meowed. "Can I talk to you in private real fast?"

[Noki]

He flicked an ear and jumped a bit before averting his gaze towards Grayfur and Pineskip. They wanted to go somewhere? "Was there any place in mind? In the territory?" He blinked his green eyes. He knew most of the territory, though he wasn't one to go out and adventure. No, he was here to serve his Clan. ThunderClan.

But then, he did go out for battles and such...maybe he knew of a secret place where these two cats could be alone? As he waited for an answer, he racked his brain trying to memorize a secret place.

[Gone]

Grayfur realized she was no longer going to be treated as if she were above the rest. Every cat was equal, and she had accepted it fairly quick. She nodded and stared into Pineskip's eyes. She nuzzled him, affectionately, and stared into his eyes. "I suppose you're right. We're doing this together. Thank you, Pineskip." She flashed a grateful smile towards him. "We should go..," she looked around camp, confusion blanketing her mind, clouding her other emotions, as she stared at Pineskip, a confused expression lay blankly on her face. "..somewhere?"
Noki
Grayfur saw someone begin to pad past them. "Oh!," she set her tail on the random tom. "Could you be as kind as to show us where we're supposed to go?," she asked, embarrassment spread across her face once more. She shouldn't have to ask where to go, but she wouldn't have known unless she asked.
Pineskip stared back into the she-cat's eyes, slowly running his tongue along her muzzle, a loud purr erupting down the tom's throat, he followed her as she walked over to a tom, he was quite surprised, but maybe the best thing to do right now was settle in and make sure they had a place to relax, he gazed at the multiple dens, easily spotting Wheatfur's den and Snowstar's. "Hmm, Grayfur, how about trying to find a nest for the two of us, not to be annoying or anything, but I doubt cats would like to hear us tonight trying to find a nest, maybe doing it now would be our best option." He said softly, his tail tip flicking a tad.

[Crumbleless]

Browntail entered the nursery and her smile brightened as she saw all the kits. They were so tiny and innocent. Looking at all of the kits and their mother gave her a pang of sadness, remembering Sara. She looked over at Oakfall and his slightly crestfallen face. She felt the urge to comfort him but held back. "I think I understand the process." she meowed. "Can I talk to you in private real fast?"
Oakfall followed Browntail's gaze to the kits playing about. They all looked the same to him but he wasn't sure what it was that made them like that. Maybe because they're all so small... Oakfall held back a long breath. I don't want to show Browntail that Thunderclan are weak. "Of course! I'm sure no cat would mind." He bit his tongue slightly worried that the new she-cat wouldn't want to leave. Thunderclan welcomes cats. That's what Snowstar said...

[SwiftPoot]

"If you wish to appear cannibalistic, you can by all means join Shadowclan," he said. "But do not play with your food."
Finpaw looked up glaringly at Whitewash, her mouth full.
"I was not-" She stopped and groaned, starting to move to the tail of her prey instead.
"I was just speculating that this prey looks slightly like myself in its rumpled appearance." She meiwed curtly and coldly, continuing to chew.

[Empress Of Evil]

Snowsong couldnt help the giggle the escaped her lips, flicking her tail back and forth as he grinned at her mate, her best friend, the one cat she trusted more than anyone else. "Well you certainly are irresistible." She teased, shaking out her short white fur before looking at the stick.

"Wonder why 'Mr. Stick' is always out to get you. You cant catch a break!" She snickered, batting at one of the pieces of the broken stick as she continued. "And now he's dead. Oh Mr. Stick, you were evil, but you brought back so many memories." She sighed theatrically. "Rest in...Pieces." The last word sent her into a fit of giggles, her ice blue eyes wide and sparkling with pure amusement. "Get it? Pieces?" She laughed again, a huge, bright smile on her face.

Snowsong smiled over at the gray Tom when her laughter died down, and nosed his shoulder gently. "Oh yes, Stormy. No stick could ever show you up, you are after all the boss around here, and now Mr. Stick knows." She purred, allowing her tail tip to gently flick over his ears before she stepped over the remains of the stick, heading over to the squirrel that her mate had dropped. "Now, I bet murdering that stick must have worked up an appetite, huh?"

If cats could blush, Stormstrike would probably be doing that right now. It wasn’t very often that he managed to get a compliment from someone, so he couldn’t exactly say that he was used to it. Not being all that well known, and not being the most popular cat either meant that he was rather new to some factors of socialising. Making sure that he didn’t stutter, he quickly responded. “Why thank you. It’s such a shame that I couldn’t say the same for you,” he replied teasingly, nudging her shoulder with his own. But that was definitely a lie. If she really wasn’t irresistible, then why had he fallen for her?

“Oh I’m sure he’s just jealous of me for having such a beautiful best friend and mate,” Stormstrike purred, feeling his pelt heat up as he said so. At least he could be proud that he had said that. If he were still an apprentice, he would never had said anything even close to that. No, he would’ve probably shied down in embarrassment. That was the kind of cat he had been in those days. But since then, he had changed a lot. He had grown more confident, and bolder around Snowsong. The she-cat’s next words made him laugh. Of course, he instantly understood the joke. The two cats both had some sort of chemistry between them that made them understand each other. They hadn’t become best friends for nothing. “I’m sure all of his pieces will have a wonderful afterlife,” he joked, the amusement of the situation reflecting in his pale aqua eyes.

“I didn’t need any competition, so I just got rid of the threats,” he said in a mocking tone of modesty, chuckling softly. “I wonder how long Mr Stick had been planning against me for,” Stormstrike then murmured, joking humour in his orbs. “Of course it did. Murdering sticks takes a lot of effort you know,” Stormstrike continued as his attention momentarily flickered to the fluffy furred animal. He padded after Snowsong, picking up the squirrel again as he reached it. “Now where were we before Mr Stick so rudely interrupted us? Or more specifically me,” the warrior asked, his voice muffled by all the fur that the creature had.


Oh tom, what should we do first? Echospeck looks up into the trees, gleefully pondering where to start. Today has to be exciting! Which means not like... every other day on my own.

"Watch where your going." an agitated mew reaches his ears as quickly as a red tail slides off his chest. Echospeck only sees enough of the cat to recognize him before he slips into the warrior's den. Berrystripe? He catches up to Silvercloud, though his focus now is on what could've happened with Berrystripe.

~

Nettleclaw's head grows hot. His ears perked, tail lashing, claws kneading the dirt. But... She's right. One moment he's ready to bite her throat, the next, his head drops low, ears flat and tail lifeless. Feeling cold as ice, he turns away, steps out of the opening enough to see the two off into the territory. He could feel his heart fracture as he thought if there was anything he could do, with no being the most pronounced answer.

Now he just looks like a lump blocking half of the apprentice den entrance. Bearpaw hisses making his way around the two weirdos, stepping on Briarwish's ear and batting Nettleclaw's tail out of his way. "Get a den!" He squeaks with his frail voice, not knowing the situation nor caring, then picks up speed further into the clearing knowing Briarwish might come after him.

[/CENTER]

Silvercloud had already started to pad towards the camp entrance, not noticing that she had left Echospeck behind to bump into another clan mate. But really, the tabby she-cat hadn’t actually realized that she had left him behind. Her mind had managed to wander off already as a rare, excited grin grew on her maw. Silvercloud rarely expressed her emotions on her face. Except, she made exceptions for a few special cats. Like Echospeck. Oh this is going to be great fun! Silvercloud thought excitedly, taking no notice of the fact that she sounded like a kit. The warrior didn’t care what they were going to do, she just wanted to spend as much time as possible around Echospeck. She glanced back to see if the tom was still following, only to find confusion flooding over her like a wave. It wasn’t long before she spotted the tom. “Are you coming?” She asked, doing her best to keep the excitement out of her voice.
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Whilst most would’ve felt rather guilty, Briarwish didn’t. She didn’t feel even the slightest of regret for her words. She was a bold cat and believed that the truth was better than lying. Why would you want to lie? Sure the truth could hurt, but it was better than living knowing that it wasn’t true. The she-cat wasn’t planning on comforting him either. This tom’s love life wasn’t her business, except for laughing at his missed opportunities.

A sharp hiss escaped her maw as something stepped on one of her ear’s. Looking up with narrowed eyes, irritation bubbled in her as she saw who it was. Her own apprentice. “I suggest you don’t speak so rudely to me, unless you would like to spend a few moons cleaning out the nursery and getting rid of the elders ticks!” Briarwish snapped. As Bearpaw dashed into the clearing, Briarwish followed. She couldn’t let her apprentice get away with that. She was a strict mentor, well, she was strict with everything. This grumpy she-cat had a short temper and she didn’t stand for disrespect. Looking back, she realized that she had left her new ‘friend’ in the apprentice’s den. “Well come on! You’re blocking the entrance!” The tabby snapped.

Empress Of Evil
The golden warrior licked his maw and jumped when he heard a voice. The warrior let out a laugh and looked at his new companion "Great Starclan you scared the fur off of me!" he laughed, his face bright, his smile wide. He didn't mind such greetings, after all it was a great way to make memorable moments, and honestly weird greetings were his favorite way to do it. Although she didn't say anything weird or do anything weird he managed to make it weird, and thinking of that just made the Tom laugh even louder. After many moments of laughing he finally took a few deep breaths and wiped his eyes with the back of his paw, a few giggles escaping his lips. "I- hah, I don't believe we have. It's very nice to meet you! My names Dayhum." he purred, his tail flicking back and forth a low hum coming from his throat. After a few seconds of staring, wondering why her gaze kept flicking to the spot next to him he let out a gasp and laughed again "Ah! I'm sorry! I thought you were looking at a spider next to me! Please lay down, rest. No need to ask...although I guess it's the polite thing to do huh. Oh hey! I think I've seen you around a few times...I think. Oh no I think that's someone else! Sorry forget what I just said." he laughed, his blue hues danced with joy. Dayhum shifted his weight onto his side and smiled brightly at his newfound friend "Hey, hey, which one do you like more? Birds or mice?? Oh! Oh! Would you rather eat a fish or fall face first in a pile of dung?" he asked, he couldn't help it, he was excited, he had just made a new friend.

Her gaze had lingered on the spot next to the tom for a moment too long and she started to daydream. About what? Well, she didn’t exactly have much time to think about anything before she found herself jumping as the tom’s voice broke through her thoughts. “Your fur still looks intact to me,” Honeyvenom replied, a teasing look in her amber orbs. A small giggle escaped her mouth at his cheerful words. It was always nice to meet a new friend. Every cat was different in terms of personality, and it was always interesting for Honeyvenom to see the wide range of personalities. The tom in front of her looked a few moons younger than she was. Some cats didn’t like making friends with a cat that had quite a wide age gap between them. But that wasn’t Honeyvenom. No, the she-cat was open hearted and welcomed everyone as a friend. She didn’t judge others, for that would just be plain rude.
So without wasting another moment, the she-cat sat down next to the tom, wrapping her tail neatly around her paws. Her amber gaze scanned the camp with a calm look in them. Life was pretty peaceful these days. Ever since SkyClan had come and gotten rid of Ratnight and the other evil leaders, the clans had been at peace. The she-cat had heard here and there that some trouble had been stirred up with ThunderClan and WindClan, but other than that life was generally calm.
Her attention flickered back to the tom as he spoke again. The amusement was clear in her expression as she listened. It wasn’t very often that the she-cat managed to come across a cat as bouncy and enthusiastic as this tom. It took her a few moments to process what he had just said, seeing as he had spoken quickly, but she managed. “Well, I prefer mice since you don’t get feathers stuck between your teeth, and I would much rather prefer to eat a fish,” Honeyvenom said, laughing softly at the end. The optimism that came from Dayhum was something that she hadn’t had a taste of in quite a few moons. It was something that just seemed to automatically brighten up her day. And she liked it. The ginger tabby was sure that she would become great friends with this warrior.
“How are you fairing on this fine day?” She asked as her soft chuckle went away. She herself was doing quite well, seeing as New-Leaf was settling itself in quite nicely. Prey was coming out, making hunting easier. As much as she loved seeing the beautiful snow of Leaf-Bare, she hated seeing her clan mates starving with the lack of food. New-Leaf was always a relief, knowing that prey would once again be plentiful. Glancing up the sky, Honeyvenom could see that there was hardly any clouds in the sky. It was clear and in the distance, the warrior was pretty sure that she could see a flock of birds flying.
Nature was a wonderful thing and something that the ginger tabby appreciated. Where would they be without nature? Living in a twoleg den? It wasn’t very normal for Honeyvenom to make rude judgements and dislike a certain idea, but the idea of living with twolegs sounded unpleasant. Life was probably much louder with those monsters, and the food that she had heard that kittypets ate, didn’t sound very appetising either. Apparently they looked like rabbit dropping. Imagine eating that! No, the life of a warrior was for Honeyvenom, and she definitely wouldn’t have it any other way.

[The Cannibal]

Kestralpaws ears turned a bit as he heard some shuffling noises not far from him. He shrugged it off, there were so many cats in camp and there was bound to be a few cats walking behind him or around him. As he got close to finishing the bird a loud voice shouted from behind him. The normally calm down bristled and jumped. He felt weight against his back, he shook the creature off and turned. He flatten he ears as he realized the creature on his back was not a badger but another cat. He kicked himself mentally, he should've known when he felt such light weight on his back, the she-cat was also an apprentice and weighted even less then a warrior. He shook his fur and looked the cat carefully, he figured it must've been a prank. After his fur flatten down and he was able to recognize the cat, her name was Raccoonpaw. "Oh. Hey Raccoonpaw." He mewed, he made it a very important to know every cats name. "I am assuming this was another prank of yours." All he knew about the cat was that she was a troublemaker. He had often heard others talk about her. He tilted his head a bit and began to lick his chest fur.
Currently she has been trying to get better at sneaking and it appears that it's mostly paid off! Then again, he could have easily looked around and saw the bushy furred apprentice sneaking up on him, it appeared she simply got lucky that he didn't, and that made her mood all more better.
When it came time for her to shout and pounce on him, she could help but bellow out in laughter, seeing his bristling fur, feeling him jump with fear, rolling onto her back as she was shrugged off as she cried out in laughter, her face scrunched up as her entire frame seemed to quiver with the amused sound that escaped her. When he looked over at her, she was a writhing, laughing mess who couldn't quite stop. Eventually she would calm down with the whooping laughs to a few small giggles, the fur around her eyes wet a bit with laughing tears. She didn't know this apprentices name but wasn't surprised that he knew hers, most apprentices have heard of her and her shenanigans.
"Oh man, I got you good! You should have seen the way you jumped, it's as if you actually thought a badger was attacking you! Priceless!" She laughed out before slowly climbing to her paws and giving her pelt a shake, a few strands of grass flying off of her, her eyes focusing on Kestrelpaw now. "What's your name again? Uh Birdpaw or something?"
She'd twist around to give her bushy tail a few licks, but her ears were swiveled and angled towards him so that she could hear him.

[The Cannibal]

Kestralpaws ears turned a bit as he heard some shuffling noises not far from him. He shrugged it off, there were so many cats in camp and there was bound to be a few cats walking behind him or around him. As he got close to finishing the bird a loud voice shouted from behind him. The normally calm down bristled and jumped. He felt weight against his back, he shook the creature off and turned. He flatten he ears as he realized the creature on his back was not a badger but another cat. He kicked himself mentally, he should've known when he felt such light weight on his back, the she-cat was also an apprentice and weighted even less then a warrior. He shook his fur and looked the cat carefully, he figured it must've been a prank. After his fur flatten down and he was able to recognize the cat, her name was Raccoonpaw. "Oh. Hey Raccoonpaw." He mewed, he made it a very important to know every cats name. "I am assuming this was another prank of yours." All he knew about the cat was that she was a troublemaker. He had often heard others talk about her. He tilted his head a bit and began to lick his chest fur.
Currently she has been trying to get better at sneaking and it appears that it's mostly paid off! Then again, he could have easily looked around and saw the bushy furred apprentice sneaking up on him, it appeared she simply got lucky that he didn't, and that made her mood all more better.
When it came time for her to shout and pounce on him, she could help but bellow out in laughter, seeing his bristling fur, feeling him jump with fear, rolling onto her back as she was shrugged off as she cried out in laughter, her face scrunched up as her entire frame seemed to quiver with the amused sound that escaped her. When he looked over at her, she was a writhing, laughing mess who couldn't quite stop. Eventually she would calm down with the whooping laughs to a few small giggles, the fur around her eyes wet a bit with laughing tears. She didn't know this apprentices name but wasn't surprised that he knew hers, most apprentices have heard of her and her shenanigans.
"Oh man, I got you good! You should have seen the way you jumped, it's as if you actually thought a badger was attacking you! Priceless!" She laughed out before slowly climbing to her paws and giving her pelt a shake, a few strands of grass flying off of her, her eyes focusing on Kestrelpaw now. "What's your name again? Uh Birdpaw or something?"
She'd twist around to give her bushy tail a few licks, but her ears were swiveled and angled towards him so that she could hear him.

Sunpaw was still flicking his eyes across the clearing, when the blue hues came to rest on a pretty she-cat over by herself in the corner of the clearing, a seemingly bored expression crossing her facial features. Hmm...
Bored she-cats are the best, because they have nothing better to do, so they can focus all their attention on you. Sunpaw purred at his own cleverness,
and began to walk towards the gray-furred she-cat. Sun was pretty good with names, and he groped his mind for this particular apprentice's. Ah, I remember it now. The golden-furred tomcat made his way smoothly over,
not too fast as to appear eager, but not too slow as to appear hesitant. He knew what he was doing. Once he reached the she-cat, Sunpaw spoke. "Hello Raccoonpaw. What a lovely day it is, isn't it?" Perfect. Start off with a gracious greeting, then slowly move on to the compliments. Sunpaw sat down next to her. "Why, you seem very bored. I wouldn't think a she-cat as smart or pretty as you would ever get bored." Sunpaw leaned a little closer, as if sharing a secret. "I know I wouldn't." There! End it with a small smirk, and you're sure to have her hooked. Sunpaw followed his mind instructions, and awaited Raccoonpaw's response.

Pretty could be a loosely said term for this she-cat, she had a more rough appearance than anything, tufts of fur sticking up here and there, her fur relatively unkempt, blades of grass sticking to her, a few pieces of leaves sticking to her and her tail a bushy mess. She certainly didn't try to make herself pretty that was for sure, she had never been one to pride herself in her appearances, more so her ability to be just her.
The grey and black she-cats ears perked up when she heard a cat approach and hardly glanced over at them, probably just another elder getting ready to squawk at her for not doing her duties and just lounging around camp, man those old coots could get annoying. But when she glanced over she didn't see an elder approaching, but an apprentice. She didn't exactly remember his name, but she felt like she's seen him around camp once or twice, didn't really know anything about him.
"Lovely day? Pfft yeah right, haven't had much fun all morning, the old cats have been on my case since the crack of dawn it feels like." She grumbled out in slight agitation but her face showed nothing of it as she turned back towards the leaf.
"What does my looks have to do with me getting bored?" She snorted with a slight smirk, flashing another glance his way before yawning and sitting up and looking over the clearing, most of the other apprentices were out training like good little cats. "You like to imagine your pretty?" She questioned with an even bigger smirk, now looking over at him for a moment before snorting and looking back at the clearing.
"Look, I've met plenty of cats to know that you're not just coming over here for a chit-chat, what do you want? Want to go out hunting or something?
Or just appreciate my looks." Straight and to the point really, as she usually is when she's bored.

[BluBunnie]

Currently she has been trying to get better at sneaking and it appears that it's mostly paid off! Then again, he could have easily looked around and saw the bushy furred apprentice sneaking up on him, it appeared she simply got lucky that he didn't, and that made her mood all more better.
When it came time for her to shout and pounce on him, she could help but bellow out in laughter, seeing his bristling fur, feeling him jump with fear, rolling onto her back as she was shrugged off as she cried out in laughter, her face scrunched up as her entire frame seemed to quiver with the amused sound that escaped her. When he looked over at her, she was a writhing, laughing mess who couldn't quite stop. Eventually she would calm down with the whooping laughs to a few small giggles, the fur around her eyes wet a bit with laughing tears. She didn't know this apprentices name but wasn't surprised that he knew hers, most apprentices have heard of her and her shenanigans.
"Oh man, I got you good! You should have seen the way you jumped, it's as if you actually thought a badger was attacking you! Priceless!" She laughed out before slowly climbing to her paws and giving her pelt a shake, a few strands of grass flying off of her, her eyes focusing on Kestrelpaw now. "What's your name again? Uh Birdpaw or something?"
She'd twist around to give her bushy tail a few licks, but her ears were swiveled and angled towards him so that she could hear him.


Kestrelpaws ears twitched with amusement, he never showed much emotion but he actually thought the prank was actually pretty funny. "Well, my name is Kestrelpaw. I guess its a type of bird so you were close enough." He let out a light chuckle as he spoke. He ran his paw over his head a few times, his fur was still messy from jumping into the air. "You know, your pranks aren't as stupid as every cat says there are." He mewed. He tom began to clean his paws and kept his ears turned towards Raccoonpaw just in case she spoke. He wondered why so many cats had issues with her, 'Maybe it's because she doesn't know when to stop with the pranks?' He thought. He finished cleaning his front paws and observed Raccoonpaw for a few moments, he could see why she was called Raccoonpaw. The toms blue hues seem to bore into Raccoonpaw, although he was really just lost in his thoughts and hadn't realized he was staring.

[Random Melody]

If cats could blush, Stormstrike would probably be doing that right now. It wasn’t very often that he managed to get a compliment from someone, so he couldn’t exactly say that he was used to it. Not being all that well known, and not being the most popular cat either meant that he was rather new to some factors of socialising. Making sure that he didn’t stutter, he quickly responded. “Why thank you. It’s such a shame that I couldn’t say the same for you,” he replied teasingly, nudging her shoulder with his own. But that was definitely a lie. If she really wasn’t irresistible, then why had he fallen for her?

“Oh I’m sure he’s just jealous of me for having such a beautiful best friend and mate,” Stormstrike purred, feeling his pelt heat up as he said so. At least he could be proud that he had said that. If he were still an apprentice, he would never had said anything even close to that. No, he would’ve probably shied down in embarrassment. That was the kind of cat he had been in those days. But since then, he had changed a lot. He had grown more confident, and bolder around Snowsong. The she-cat’s next words made him laugh. Of course, he instantly understood the joke. The two cats both had some sort of chemistry between them that made them understand each other. They hadn’t become best friends for nothing. “I’m sure all of his pieces will have a wonderful afterlife,” he joked, the amusement of the situation reflecting in his pale aqua eyes.

“I didn’t need any competition, so I just got rid of the threats,” he said in a mocking tone of modesty, chuckling softly. “I wonder how long Mr Stick had been planning against me for,” Stormstrike then murmured, joking humour in his orbs. “Of course it did. Murdering sticks takes a lot of effort you know,” Stormstrike continued as his attention momentarily flickered to the fluffy furred animal. He padded after Snowsong, picking up the squirrel again as he reached it. “Now where were we before Mr Stick so rudely interrupted us? Or more specifically me,” the warrior asked, his voice muffled by all the fur that the creature had.

Snowsong giggled, rolling her eyes playfully at his words. She knew he was only joking; That was how Stormstrike was. "Im not? Well then, I guess you just love me for my personality. I can live with that." She smirked, flicking her tail tip softly over his ear. She mostly loved how even after they had confessed their love to eachother, it had been all too easy to return to playing and goofing around as they always did. They'd been together all their lives so...It wasnt even that hard.

At his next words, Snowsong felt her fur beginning to heat up, and a small smile twitched at her lips. "Aww, arent you sweet." She chuckled, nosing his cheek gently as she grinned. "I bet he's also jealous that you're way more good looking than he is." She laughed softly, smiling at the Tom. He definitely was good looking, in Snowsong's opinion. But she more preferred who he was on the inside, thats what mattered. His looks were definitely a bonus though. As he laughed at her joke, Snowsong chuckled as well, amusement glittering in her ice blue hues. "Certainly. Just watch out, his son Stick. Jr. might come after you for revenge!" She teased, letting out a mrrow of laughter.

"Well it certainly was a brave thing to do." Snowsong smirked, nudging her shoulder against her mates with a chuckle. "Obviously for a while! He's been after you since we were kits." Snowsong had to laugh at the memories of the two, Snowsong always being there to help him to his paws after he fell down even when they were so little. The thought made her smile softly. They were always best friends, from the moment they could see eachother to right now. That was the way it would always be, right? "Well we were heading over to the shade to eat that delicious...Plump...Squirrel.." Snowsong licked her lips mockingly, eyeing the squirrel in Stormstrike's jaws before giggling and smiling at her mate. "So, shall we?"

[BluBunnie]

Blackcrystal listened to the tom, a complete expression of curiosity settling into her features. Unlike the tom, the she cat had been quite normal. She wasn't entirely happy knowing he wasn't talking to her, or that she had to eat a meal in the corner by herself, but she had sufficed. She carried out her duties like a normal warrior, albeit more quietly as she had been when first meeting others. She rolled her eyes at the explanation he gave her although something bothered. Did the tom get angry at her for no reason? He hadn't really answered her, or she asked the wrong question. The she cat, wrapped her tail around her paws, "You were angry at me?" She shrieked, trying to retain her laughter. "What did I do in order to get you mad at me?" Her eyes light up in mischief as she addressed him. Though he must already knew that she forgave him. In fact, she never was mad at him. Blackcrystal brought herself closer to the tom, despite his ragged fur, she gave him a light friendly nuzzle. "Well, I did miss your company if I'm being honest." She started to notice his skinny composition--noticing that he was never like that before. She worried with her eyes, but she didn't say anything on it. She was afraid if she did, he would become defensive again. The black she cat did not feel like eating alone once more.

Orangetail flicked his ears nervously, "Well, I just got my feelings hurt over something you said." He didn't really want to answer her question. He didn't want her to know he had feelings for her. He smiled a bit when he saw the mischief in her eyes, he chuckled a bit "You missed a mousebrained tom like me?" He said in a joking tone. The tom could see a hint of worry in his friends eyes and he knew it was because of how he looked. The tom had had depression when he was younger and after his falling out with Blackcrystal that depression came out a bit again. His stomach growled and he flatten his ears against his head, "Uhm.... Do you wanna go hunt or..." he said quietly.

[Rivergold]

Finpaw looked up glaringly at Whitewash, her mouth full.
"I was not-" She stopped and groaned, starting to move to the tail of her prey instead.
"I was just speculating that this prey looks slightly like myself in its rumpled appearance." She meiwed curtly and coldly, continuing to chew.
(I forgot to mention he tries to be a jokester. It doesn't always work out too well)
"Rumpled or not, finish your meal quickly or there won't be enough time in the day for training."

[ladybugg03]

Serendipity

As they exited the nursery, Browntail looked back at the kits and smiled fondly. They reminded her so much of her kithood. She turned back out to the clearing and wondered if she should ask Oakfall what was wrong. He looked so sad in the nursery. The tabby shook off the thought. Make a good impression Browntail. You're rushing. She turned to her escort and smiled warmly. "They look to me like some fine future warriors."

[RedHead]

Treekit had a glazed look over her eyes, just like normal when you simply watch her. She seemed to be in her own little reality, one where nothing phased her until she was jolted back to this reality. Treekit was well known in the nursery as the "strange kit with an imaginary friend", though if you were to confront her about this "friend" she'd get touchy. It was like she was defending a cat that really wasn't there. It was smart to be cautious around her, however it's hard to ignore her when she's whispering to herself wandering aimlessly around the clearing. Speaking of which, that was just what she was doing at this moment. Her mouth moved ever so slightly as her paws worked their way through the clearing. She barely missed a warrior or an apprentice here and there as she went, but it was like she didn't even know they were there. Her olive hues were following something, but when you follow her gaze, there's nothing there. Perhaps Treekit should pay a little more attention for she was headed in the direction of another kit, just without knowing it.

Foxkit was still mumbling to herself crossly, but as she looked up to glare around the clearing, something she did when she was mad, she spotted another kit walking towards her. The kit's gaze was focused on something, although it was a faraway look, like she was seeing something. Foxkit cocked her head, ever so curious, and wondered what she was looking at. The kit was still heading straight for the ginger she-cat. Is she going to run into me? Foxkit got to her paws, prepared to back away if the kit decided to just keep walking, straight into her. Maybe I should try and talk to her. Of course, that's just what the jumpy little kit did. "Hello?" Foxkit's greeting came out more like a question then, well, a greeting, but the kit could care less. Oh wait, I remember who it is. Its Treekit! "Treekit." She finished. There had been quite a lengthy pause in between her two words, though she meant for them to be together. Did Foxkit care though? Of course not.

Pretty could be a loosely said term for this she-cat, she had a more rough appearance than anything, tufts of fur sticking up here and there, her fur relatively unkempt, blades of grass sticking to her, a few pieces of leaves sticking to her and her tail a bushy mess. She certainly didn't try to make herself pretty that was for sure, she had never been one to pride herself in her appearances, more so her ability to be just her.
The grey and black she-cats ears perked up when she heard a cat approach and hardly glanced over at them, probably just another elder getting ready to squawk at her for not doing her duties and just lounging around camp, man those old coots could get annoying. But when she glanced over she didn't see an elder approaching, but an apprentice. She didn't exactly remember his name, but she felt like she's seen him around camp once or twice, didn't really know anything about him.
"Lovely day? Pfft yeah right, haven't had much fun all morning, the old cats have been on my case since the crack of dawn it feels like." She grumbled out in slight agitation but her face showed nothing of it as she turned back towards the leaf.
"What does my looks have to do with me getting bored?" She snorted with a slight smirk, flashing another glance his way before yawning and sitting up and looking over the clearing, most of the other apprentices were out training like good little cats. "You like to imagine your pretty?" She questioned with an even bigger smirk, now looking over at him for a moment before snorting and looking back at the clearing.
"Look, I've met plenty of cats to know that you're not just coming over here for a chit-chat, what do you want? Want to go out hunting or something?
Or just appreciate my looks." Straight and to the point really, as she usually is when she's bored.

Sunpaw actually was a little baffled by how she treated him. He his it well though, with only a slight flicker of surprise that crossed his blue eyes. Okay, so she's a feisty one. I can work with that. Sunpaw let himself roll his eyes, in a way that made him look like he was exasperated with himself. "Okay, I see how it is. Sure, you caught me though!" Sunpaw shrugged and held his tail up in the air a bit, as if surrendering. "But it would be very appreciated if you did come out to the territory with me to hunt, I haven't been hunting all day." He could deal with this she-cat and her blunt honesty. Two could play at that game. "Besides, I am pretty good at hunting myself. Do you think you'd be able to match my skill?" There. This she-cat definitely acted as if some competition were good, especially if trying to get on her good side. At least that is what Sunpaw believed, from what he had heard her say and do.

[Tigress]

Crowsong tilted her head to the side as Mintfeather padded up to Stoneheart. "What's going on? Is something wrong?", the fluffy gray she-cat asked, looking at Mintfeather. Well, Mintfeather is angry...
I wonder why, Crowsong thought, the confused look on her face turning into an annoyed/angry look as she glared at Mintfeather. "Why are you bothering, Stoneheart? What did he ever do?", she asked, her neck fur bristling.

"Uhhh, I really don't know." Stoneheart muttered to Crowsong. "Don't lie, we all know you killed her." Mintfeather spat. All of a sudden, she calmed down, as if realizing something. "Oms, I'm sorry." She squeaked, then cowardly crept away. ..... What just happened? Stoneheart looked back at Crowsong and hugged her.

[Phoenix Flames]

"Uhhh, I really don't know." Stoneheart muttered to Crowsong. "Don't lie, we all know you killed her." Mintfeather spat. All of a sudden, she calmed down, as if realizing something. "Oms, I'm sorry." She squeaked, then cowardly crept away. ..... What just happened? Stoneheart looked back at Crowsong and hugged her.
"Uh... Okay...", Crowsong mewed, looking at Stoneheart as Mintfeather crept away. "That was a bit, how should I put it? Awkward, if I should say.", the fluffy gray she-cat said as she nuzzled Stoneheart.

[JaxenAmethyst]

Pineskip stared back into the she-cat's eyes, slowly running his tongue along her muzzle, a loud purr erupting down the tom's throat, he followed her as she walked over to a tom, he was quite surprised, but maybe the best thing to do right now was settle in and make sure they had a place to relax, he gazed at the multiple dens, easily spotting Wheatfur's den and Snowstar's. "Hmm, Grayfur, how about trying to find a nest for the two of us, not to be annoying or anything, but I doubt cats would like to hear us tonight trying to find a nest, maybe doing it now would be our best option." He said softly, his tail tip flicking a tad.
Grayfur thought for a moment. "Well--I'd enjoy some company..some friends I can talk to," she began. "..but I suppose you're all the company I shall ever need." She gave Pinelark a compassionate nudge and intertwined her tail with his, her tail tip wrapping slightly around her mate's tail, pressing her head against his comfortingly. Finally, she decided. "I guess we can make friends with whomever decides to approach us and become friends. We have eachother."

[Gone]

Grayfur thought for a moment. "Well--I'd enjoy some company..some friends I can talk to," she began. "..but I suppose you're all the company I shall ever need." She gave Pinelark a compassionate nudge and intertwined her tail with his, her tail tip wrapping slightly around her mate's tail, pressing her head against his comfortingly. Finally, she decided. "I guess we can make friends with whomever decides to approach us and become friends. We have eachother."
Pineskip smiled as she pressed her head against his, even though he was blind from one eye didn't mean he couldn't see all this she-cat had to offer, he gave her cheek a lick. "I'd enjoy some company as well, but we sure aren't gonna force them to befriend us, can we?" He asked, making sure that their tails were tightly intertwined, he then gave a simple nod. "I guess we can, but I'm already complete with you..." He whispered softly, placing one of his paws atop of hers. "I love you, Grayfur." The tabby finally said, purring loudly.

[JaxenAmethyst]

Pineskip smiled as she pressed her head against his, even though he was blind from one eye didn't mean he couldn't see all this she-cat had to offer, he gave her cheek a lick. "I'd enjoy some company as well, but we sure aren't gonna force them to befriend us, can we?" He asked, making sure that their tails were tightly intertwined, he then gave a simple nod. "I guess we can, but I'm already complete with you..." He whispered softly, placing one of his paws atop of hers. "I love you, Grayfur." The tabby finally said, purring loudly.
Grayfur kept her head rested on Pineskip's shoulder, and her eyes dilated as the words spilled from his mouth. She smiled. "I love you too!"

(Sorry it's short, AND I AM SO MAKING ART BASED ON PINESKIP AND GRAYFUR!)

[Spiritheart]

-She padded into the clearing excited to make some new friends-

[Gone]

Grayfur kept her head rested on Pineskip's shoulder, and her eyes dilated as the words spilled from his mouth. She smiled. "I love you too!"

(Sorry it's short, AND I AM SO MAKING ART BASED ON PINESKIP AND GRAYFUR!)
Pineskip smiled and nuzzled her lovingly. "I'm more than happy to have you here with me, Grayfur, without you, I wouldn't be here, in ThunderClan, I would still come and see you at your old twoleg nest." He admitted, nibbling on her ears lovingly.

(Oh yes! Whenever you do, pls show me!!! Omg, I'm having writer's block!)

[Spiritheart]

Spiritheart noticed Snowsong and bounded over cheerfully, "Hi! I'm Spiritheart, you're Snowsong right? That's a beautiful name!"She mewed happily. "How long have you been in Thunderclan?" She asked, thinking of how amazing it will be to be in the clan, excited to make new friends. Her bright blue eyes excited.

[JaxenAmethyst]

Pineskip smiled and nuzzled her lovingly. "I'm more than happy to have you here with me, Grayfur, without you, I wouldn't be here, in ThunderClan, I would still come and see you at your old twoleg nest." He admitted, nibbling on her ears lovingly.

(Oh yes! Whenever you do, pls show me!!! Omg, I'm having writer's block!)
Depending on how much time I have left on my hands, and how much I get done each day, I'd say... 6 days, minimum, to 1 week and 3 days, maximum???

[Gone]

Depending on how much time I have left on my hands, and how much I get done each day, I'd say... 6 days, minimum, to 1 week and 3 days, maximum???
(Alright! ^^)

[SuspiciousMindz]

Foxkit was still mumbling to herself crossly, but as she looked up to glare around the clearing, something she did when she was mad, she spotted another kit walking towards her. The kit's gaze was focused on something, although it was a faraway look, like she was seeing something. Foxkit cocked her head, ever so curious, and wondered what she was looking at. The kit was still heading straight for the ginger she-cat. Is she going to run into me? Foxkit got to her paws, prepared to back away if the kit decided to just keep walking, straight into her. Maybe I should try and talk to her. Of course, that's just what the jumpy little kit did. "Hello?" Foxkit's greeting came out more like a question then, well, a greeting, but the kit could care less. Oh wait, I remember who it is. Its Treekit! "Treekit." She finished. There had been quite a lengthy pause in between her two words, though she meant for them to be together. Did Foxkit care though? Of course not.
Treekit was suddenly jolted back to reality as her name was spoken. Quickly she stopped in her tracks and her eyes focused in to see that she was less than a tail length from running straight into another cat. Another bully maybe. She was bullied and was tired of it. She'd gotten in trouble a few times because she had resorted to sinking her claws into their soft kit skin. What else was she supposed to do? Henry was in the background every time she was bullied, just encouraging her to defend herself in that manner! Treekit couldn't ignore the only friend she had in the nursery, even if no one else saw him. He was her best friend. There were others too, Henry was just the loudest. "Oh... H-hi" she stumbled on her words, looking down at her paws. The Bengal mix shuffled them causing a little bit of a crease in the damp soil. "S- sorry. I almost ran into you," she spoke feeling a little embarrassed. At the moment, Treekit was just any other kit. Although her already bad history was causing her to create Henry, the voice in her head that made her do horrible things to certain cats. She couldn't help it. Little did the clan know, as the bullying continued and more and more stress was put on her life, Henry would become more and more real to her. The only 'friend' she'd have throughout it all. She just needed one cat to change that, yet that cat didn't seem to come along quite yet. She was still young though. There was still a chance to save her.

[Kismet]

As nightfall arrived, Autumnleaf stared up at the sky. She sighed, her eyes acquiring a slight gleam as they connected with the stars. Exhaling, she kept her gaze and her thoughts. She stood up briefly to shuffle her paws around and stretch, but went back to admiring the sky.

The calico cat was exhausted from a long day of hunting, and all afternoon long her mind had been clouded; it was very nice to be able to just sit down and take a break. She let the wind rustle her fur, and flicked her tail in a slow pattern-like movement.

(If anyone's willing to RP or start a plot/add me to one, let me know.:handflapper:)

[Noki]

Well, this was...awkward. Pinethorn glanced at the two, his eyes darting back and forth, before giving a small smile. "I, uh...suppose I'll take my leave now." And with that, the warrior slipped away to his own nest in the warriors den.

[Tigress]

"Uh... Okay...", Crowsong mewed, looking at Stoneheart as Mintfeather crept away. "That was a bit, how should I put it? Awkward, if I should say.", the fluffy gray she-cat said as she nuzzled Stoneheart.

"Indeed, indeed it was....." Stoneheart murmured. I wonder what ever happened to Flowerdawn..... I haven't seen her in forever..... Well, that's probably a good thing. He licked Crowsong on the head and whispered in her ear: " With every heartbeat I love you more, and I'll love you till the end of time."

[RedHead]

Treekit was suddenly jolted back to reality as her name was spoken. Quickly she stopped in her tracks and her eyes focused in to see that she was less than a tail length from running straight into another cat. Another bully maybe. She was bullied and was tired of it. She'd gotten in trouble a few times because she had resorted to sinking her claws into their soft kit skin. What else was she supposed to do? Henry was in the background every time she was bullied, just encouraging her to defend herself in that manner! Treekit couldn't ignore the only friend she had in the nursery, even if no one else saw him. He was her best friend. There were others too, Henry was just the loudest. "Oh... H-hi" she stumbled on her words, looking down at her paws. The Bengal mix shuffled them causing a little bit of a crease in the damp soil. "S- sorry. I almost ran into you," she spoke feeling a little embarrassed. At the moment, Treekit was just any other kit. Although her already bad history was causing her to create Henry, the voice in her head that made her do horrible things to certain cats. She couldn't help it. Little did the clan know, as the bullying continued and more and more stress was put on her life, Henry would become more and more real to her. The only 'friend' she'd have throughout it all. She just needed one cat to change that, yet that cat didn't seem to come along quite yet. She was still young though. There was still a chance to save her.[/CENTER]

Foxkit smiled at the other kit. "Oh, it's no problem!" She then crouched on the ground, baring her teeth playfully. "Though if you had run into me, we would've had some problems." Of course the little ginger kit was joking, and she just expected the other cat to know that. "So, how old are you? Are you ready to become an apprentice? I am so ready!" Foxkit puffed out her chest, orange eyes sparkling. "I am already 4 moons! I've tried to convince my mother, and another warrior, Snowyclaw, to let me become an apprentice now, but they both said Snowstar wouldn't allow it." Oh boy, Foxkit had already started to ramble. It was hard to get her to stop talking once she began. "I said that it was mouse-brained, but no other cat seemed to believe me. I mean, come on! You need more warriors, don't you? So let me become an apprentice right now!" Foxkit dropped to a crouch, her eyes focused on a leaf floating a tail-length from her nose. She pounced, but slipped and fell right on top of the leaf. Sitting up quickly, Foxkit looked back to Treekit. "Sure, I might need a little practice..."

[Phoenix Flames]

"Indeed, indeed it was....." Stoneheart murmured. I wonder what ever happened to Flowerdawn..... I haven't seen her in forever..... Well, that's probably a good thing. He licked Crowsong on the head and whispered in her ear: " With every heartbeat I love you more, and I'll love you till the end of time."
Crowsong blushed and smiled as Stoneheart said those words. "I'll love you until the end of time, too, Stoneheart...", she murmured, nuzzling Stoneheart again.

[kaleawyn]

harpsong sprinted across the camp to the warrior's den and curled up and rested after her run in the forest

[Fel]

harpsong sprinted across the camp to the warrior's den and curled up and rested after her run in the forest
Entering the clearing after having taken a nap in the warrior's den, Hemlockfrost let out a deep yawn as she padded towards the front of the den, near the clearing. "Hey, sleepy-head." They mused towards Harpsong.

[kaleawyn]

harpsong slept curled up in her nest of moss her black fur shimmering in the sun streaming in from outside

harpsong yawned (the way cats yawn with their really big mouths) and got up blinking tiredness from her eyes ''what?'' she meowed

[Fel]

harpsong slept curled up in her nest of moss her black fur shimmering in the sun streaming in from outside
"Hey, what kind of warrior takes a nap in the middle of the day? Hop to it, now- there's still a lot to do." Hemlockfrost huffed, her ears folded in a slight frustration as they poked the sleeping warrior with one paw.

[kaleawyn]

(my cat wants in to my room)

(why i could not find it the page that's weird)

[Fel]

"Hey, what kind of warrior takes a nap in the middle of the day? Hop to it, now- there's still a lot to do." Hemlockfrost huffed, her ears folded in a slight frustration as they poked the sleeping warrior with one paw.

for kaleawyn ]

[kaleawyn]

harpsong got up and padded out of the warrior's den and went into the forest to hunt

after seeing the bushy tail of a squirrel she started to stalk

[Fel]

after seeing the bushy tail of a squirrel she started to stalk

hey! since your character is out in the territory, it'd be best to move your rp to this thread (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/showthread.php?t=15&page=227) instead. ]

[kaleawyn]

she pounced and killed the squirrel and took it back to camp as simple as that

well she never there for long but when she is it will be there

harpsong dropped the squirrel on the fresh kill pile

(once my cat was blocking my way by laying on the floor then she came and layed beside me and tried to get my feet)

(she is a funny kitty)

harpsong bounded off into the forest to have a run (now we go to thunderclan territory)

[Sinister]

meow

[kaleawyn]

harpsong pads into camp and goes and lays in the sun

harpsong padded intot he clearing and lay down in the sun then wanted to sleep so she did

[kaleawyn]

hmm

ugh

harpsong got up and padded toward the fresh kill pile and took a mouse and ate quickly

harpsong lifted her head from her food and looked around

[Myst]

hmm

ugh

harpsong got up and padded toward the fresh kill pile and took a mouse and ate quickly

harpsong lifted her head from her food and looked around

Mystheart got himself off and padded towards the fresh kill pile for food.
"I really need to stop starving myself" Mystheart said to himself.

[Random Melody]

"Grawr!"
"Rargh!"
Splashheart, who had come for a visit, and Foxthorn, were wrestling around near the leaders den, nipping at eachother and letting out battle cries.

"Go Splash!" Blackstorm whooped, tail waving as he grinned.

"Why are you rooting for her?" Goldensky smirked over at him.

"Because she'll eat me if I dont." Blackstorm swallowed, giving a nervous smile, and Goldensky giggled.

"Too bad she didnt bring the kits." Honeyfur commented beside them.

Snowstar stood beside them, her tail flicking irritably as she narrowed her eyes. It took everything she had not to snap and tell them all to be quiet. And she wasnt even sure why she felt so snappy right now. Probably because she couldnt get WindClan off her mind. Hissing under her breath, the Siamese turned her gaze away, trying to focus on something else, but with each passing moment she felt like she would snap, and the usually happy-go-lucky, fun-loving, sweet she-cat wasnt even sure why.
( moonfang )

[kaleawyn]

harpsong thought about everything about how she was very curious she got up

harpsong went out into territory and got onto a big rock and yowled she was so high up that her yowl echoed across the valley

harpsong yowled a song ''let me take you a place you have never been tonight not by now you realize i can do anything i put my mind to i can make the stars dance light up the moon the sky is everywhere so meet me under there everything i turn turns to love everything i do open up ever instead of falling we're flying i can make the stars dance light up the moon ic an make the stars fdanc e if you want me to the sky is everywhere so meet me under there i can make the stars dance!'' her yowl echoed out through the valley all the way to camp (harpaong is know fro her singing ability

harpsong went back to camp and sat down in the shade and started tos ing to her hearts contempt

harpsong sung ''what doesen't killy ou makes you stronger stand a little taller doesen't mean i'm lonely when i'm alone thanks to you i got a new paint starter thanks to you i'm thinking about me in the end what doesen't killk you makes you stronger what doesen't kill you makes a fighter footsteps even lighter what doesen't kill you makes you stronger stronger just me myself and i stand a little taller when i'm alone i'm not loneley''

to sing (ok here it is)

right here
ok back to the other place

[kaleawyn]

harpsong sang as she dropped into a crouch and then pounced toward where snowstar stood

[Myst]

harpsong thought about everything about how she was very curious she got up

harpsong went out into territory and got onto a big rock and yowled she was so high up that her yowl echoed across the valley

harpsong yowled a song ''let me take you a place you have never been tonight not by now you realize i can do anything i put my mind to i can make the stars dance light up the moon the sky is everywhere so meet me under there everything i turn turns to love everything i do open up ever instead of falling we're flying i can make the stars dance light up the moon ic an make the stars fdanc e if you want me to the sky is everywhere so meet me under there i can make the stars dance!'' her yowl echoed out through the valley all the way to camp (harpaong is know fro her singing ability

harpsong went back to camp and sat down in the shade and started tos ing to her hearts contempt

harpsong sung ''what doesen't killy ou makes you stronger stand a little taller doesen't mean i'm lonely when i'm alone thanks to you i got a new paint starter thanks to you i'm thinking about me in the end what doesen't killk you makes you stronger what doesen't kill you makes a fighter footsteps even lighter what doesen't kill you makes you stronger stronger just me myself and i stand a little taller when i'm alone i'm not loneley''

to sing (ok here it is)

right here
ok back to the other place

Mystheart padded over to Harpsong. "Hey, that was some nice singing" Mystheart complimented her.

[kaleawyn]

harpsong stared at snowstar and the other cats in the clearing

harpsong stared at snowstar then turned her attention to mystheart

[Bandido]

harpsong thought about everything about how she was very curious she got up

harpsong went out into territory and got onto a big rock and yowled she was so high up that her yowl echoed across the valley

harpsong yowled a song ''let me take you a place you have never been tonight not by now you realize i can do anything i put my mind to i can make the stars dance light up the moon the sky is everywhere so meet me under there everything i turn turns to love everything i do open up ever instead of falling we're flying i can make the stars dance light up the moon ic an make the stars fdanc e if you want me to the sky is everywhere so meet me under there i can make the stars dance!'' her yowl echoed out through the valley all the way to camp (harpaong is know fro her singing ability

harpsong went back to camp and sat down in the shade and started tos ing to her hearts contempt

harpsong sung ''what doesen't killy ou makes you stronger stand a little taller doesen't mean i'm lonely when i'm alone thanks to you i got a new paint starter thanks to you i'm thinking about me in the end what doesen't killk you makes you stronger what doesen't kill you makes a fighter footsteps even lighter what doesen't kill you makes you stronger stronger just me myself and i stand a little taller when i'm alone i'm not loneley''

to sing (ok here it is)

right here
ok back to the other place


Thrushwing padded to the fresh kill pile and picked out a mouse from the pile. Soon after, he heard singing in the distance. 'Now what could that be?' He thought as he dropped the mouse and padded to the noise in slight curiosity.

[kaleawyn]

then she looked at mystheart

[Myst]

then she looked at mystheart

"Do you need something?" Mystheart asked curiously.

[kaleawyn]

harpsong padded out of camp and jumped on a big rock and yowled

[ShadowintheSapphire]

Dewkit pounced after the feather, her pale grey fur spiking with excitement her grey-green eyes were focused on the drifting feather, her medium length tail flicking. She was four moons old-She would be an apprentice before long! She caught the feather, then decided it wasn't interesting. She glanced over at Ripplekit, deciding she wanted to play.

[Ripplekit]

Dewkit pounced after the feather, her pale grey fur spiking with excitement her grey-green eyes were focused on the drifting feather, her medium length tail flicking. She was four moons old-She would be an apprentice before long! She caught the feather, then decided it wasn't interesting. She glanced over at Ripplekit, deciding she wanted to play.

Ripplekit was asleep at the moment, not really knowing the Dewkit spotted him, nor knowing she wanted to play.

[ShadowintheSapphire]

Ripplekit was asleep at the moment, not really knowing the Dewkit spotted him, nor knowing she wanted to play.

Dewkit bounced over to Ripplekit, her grey fur spiking with excitement. "Let's play!" She mewled, grabbing his tail in her jaws and yanking.

Ripplekit was asleep at the moment, not really knowing the Dewkit spotted him, nor knowing she wanted to play.

Dewkit padded over to Ripplekit, he fur fluffed. She saw he was sleeping, and pounced on his tail, yanking it. "Let's play!" She yelped.

[Ripplekit]

[QUOTE=ShadowintheSapphire;250099]Dewkit bounced over to Ripplekit, her grey fur spiking with excitement. "Let's play!" She mewled, grabbing his tail in her jaws and yanking.

Ripplekit woke abruptly from the sudden yank on his tail. "Really? I was trying to sleep"

[ShadowintheSapphire]

[/QUOTE]Ripplekit woke abruptly from the sudden yank on his tail. "Really? I was trying to sleep"[/QUOTE]

"Well, you're awake now. Let's play!" Meowed Dewkit, bouncing towards the nursery entrance. She ducked out, into the camp, breathing in the fresh air.

[lone]

The brown tabby was tired. More of exhausted, but it didn't really matter; he would get over it soon enough. Yawning, Falconclaw stretched out before straightening up, his expression fairly calm and his tail swishing back and forth. The brown tabby glanced around, somewhat confused for a moment. Spottedsong had been there earlier that day, hadn't she? He could have sworn it. Wherever she keeps disappearing to, I'll find her. A low growl rumbled in the tom's throat as he headed over towards another part of the clearing. A more secluded part. It was more comfortablethat way, if he were being honest... being alone was better. No she-cat drama, as he remembered having for so long. No drama between him and Spottedsong. They seemed to be fighting more and more. Looks like friendship really didn't last forever, after all. Falconclaw settled down and watched the other cats go by. Technically he was being lazy this morning; normally he would have already been out hunting, but it was the height of the afternoon and with the weather warming up, although he had a thinner pelt, it was still too hot for him.
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[kaleawyn]

harpsong was laying on a rock in the clearing staring suspiciously at all the cats expecting a betrayal at any moment

[graves]

The brown tabby was tired. More of exhausted, but it didn't really matter; he would get over it soon enough. Yawning, Falconclaw stretched out before straightening up, his expression fairly calm and his tail swishing back and forth. The brown tabby glanced around, somewhat confused for a moment. Spottedsong had been there earlier that day, hadn't she? He could have sworn it. Wherever she keeps disappearing to, I'll find her. A low growl rumbled in the tom's throat as he headed over towards another part of the clearing. A more secluded part. It was more comfortablethat way, if he were being honest... being alone was better. No she-cat drama, as he remembered having for so long. No drama between him and Spottedsong. They seemed to be fighting more and more. Looks like friendship really didn't last forever, after all. Falconclaw settled down and watched the other cats go by. Technically he was being lazy this morning; normally he would have already been out hunting, but it was the height of the afternoon and with the weather warming up, although he had a thinner pelt, it was still too hot for him.
woly

AimeStorm padded into the clearing, green eyes gazing across the clearing. While it was hot outside, it didnt stop him. The sun had set into his long, thick pelt quiet greatly which left him panting when trying to hunt. He held to mice by their tails, and threw them into the prey pile lazily as he le a few breaths out of his mouth, heated. He was hoping hed shed more soon, losing the thick part of his coat so he wouldnt heat up so easily. His eyes gazed around for a shaded part of the clearing, and his sight caught a single cat by himself, laying there. He tilted his head, wondering why the cat was alone and decided to approach him. He held a small smile, ¨Oh-hello there. Mind if I join you? It seems to be pretty hot out here in the sun.¨ his tone was friendly, despite the other cats agitated looking expression.

[Teza]

"True, but one day could easily be enough for everything to go downhill..." He yawned sleepily in the sunlight. "I mean, it's possible."

Duskpaw shrugged. He had a point though, the clan probably would fall into some sort of chaos if they took a break for a day. Some of the cats wouldn't have any idea of what to do, so they may not break at all, which would be pointless. "True," she said simply. Maybe this tom wouldn't be so bad to hang around.

fenic!

Ratpaw glanced around the clearing. He padded toward the fresh-kill pile, and grabbed a couple of plump mice in his jaws, then flicked his tail to tell his new companion to follow him. The tiger-like tabby went to a secluded spot of the clearing and laid down, dropping the two mice in front of before he did so. "Come, Ashpaw, you mist be hungry.
Eat up," he said with a smirk for a smile. "Tell me about yourself, like who your parents are, siblings, what its like in Riverclan." The tom's expression mixed with his tone made for little leeway for his captive friend to escape from. He wanted to know everything about her, right down to her... Imperfections...

[lone]

A sudden voice behind Falconclaw made the tom turn around, getting ready to shout-- before he realized that this cat's tone was not overly excited, or as angry as he might have spoken, but it was a calmer, nicer tone. "I thought the weather this green-leaf might be a nice temperature. So far it's been way too warm for my liking." He mewed, with a thoughtful expression before realizing he still hadn't responded to the other tom's question. "Oh! Sure you can join me. Plenty of room." Now, while to cats outside the clan Falconclaw was fairly hostile, when it came to his own clanmates? He was a very friendly cat. He seemed to like, well... everyone to be honest. Though the way he showed his liking of someone was a little backwards and odd. Falconclaw tended to be pretty blunt, to the point-- there was normally a lot of thinking put into his speech, though did anyone appreciate it? Not exactly. He doubted they really noticed, he might as well have been doused in mouse-bile and rolled in fox dung. They still wouldn't have payed much attention. No one really seemed to like Falconclaw very much, and it was having a toll on the tom. He was slowly... slowly going back to being a bit of a bully. Without meaning to. But, if he wasn't careful? Then it was going to happen very quickly.

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[Panic]

Duskpaw shrugged. He had a point though, the clan probably would fall into some sort of chaos if they took a break for a day. Some of the cats wouldn't have any idea of what to do, so they may not break at all, which would be pointless. "True," she said simply. Maybe this tom wouldn't be so bad to hang around.

fenic!

Ratpaw glanced around the clearing. He padded toward the fresh-kill pile, and grabbed a couple of plump mice in his jaws, then flicked his tail to tell his new companion to follow him. The tiger-like tabby went to a secluded spot of the clearing and laid down, dropping the two mice in front of before he did so. "Come, Ashpaw, you mist be hungry.
Eat up," he said with a smirk for a smile. "Tell me about yourself, like who your parents are, siblings, what its like in Riverclan." The tom's expression mixed with his tone made for little leeway for his captive friend to escape from. He wanted to know everything about her, right down to her... Imperfections...

Sunpaw looked at her. "Just true, huh?" He looked up at the bright sky. "Heh heh..."

[graves]

A sudden voice behind Falconclaw made the tom turn around, getting ready to shout-- before he realized that this cat's tone was not overly excited, or as angry as he might have spoken, but it was a calmer, nicer tone. "I thought the weather this green-leaf might be a nice temperature. So far it's been way too warm for my liking." He mewed, with a thoughtful expression before realizing he still hadn't responded to the other tom's question. "Oh! Sure you can join me. Plenty of room." Now, while to cats outside the clan Falconclaw was fairly hostile, when it came to his own clanmates? He was a very friendly cat. He seemed to like, well... everyone to be honest. Though the way he showed his liking of someone was a little backwards and odd. Falconclaw tended to be pretty blunt, to the point-- there was normally a lot of thinking put into his speech, though did anyone appreciate it? Not exactly. He doubted they really noticed, he might as well have been doused in mouse-bile and rolled in fox dung. They still wouldn't have payed much attention. No one really seemed to like Falconclaw very much, and it was having a toll on the tom. He was slowly... slowly going back to being a bit of a bully. Without meaning to. But, if he wasn't careful? Then it was going to happen very quickly.

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The warrior smiled and nodded in agreement,¨I feel you, the heat and my thick pelt dont mix too well.¨ he gave a soft chuckle and made his way next to the other cat and settled next to him when given permission. It felt nice to have the shade on him, his body basically radiating off heat at the moment, giving a soft sigh at feeling the shade over him. Usually cats would be ecstatic about the snow being gone, having warm breezes in their fur and playing out in the territory so something. While Aime was very child like at times though the weather was simply to much for him at the moment. Simply would rather lay under the shade in relaxation. He turned to the other. He had seen the tom around, knew his name and all but never really had talked to him much before, maybe a hi or to while passing by between patrols or something but he defiantly seemed familiar. ¨So,Falcon, howre you? I dont think we have formally talked before.¨ he kept his kind smile though, we was never one to turn down a conversation.

[Fel]

Duskpaw shrugged. He had a point though, the clan probably would fall into some sort of chaos if they took a break for a day. Some of the cats wouldn't have any idea of what to do, so they may not break at all, which would be pointless. "True," she said simply. Maybe this tom wouldn't be so bad to hang around.

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Ratpaw glanced around the clearing. He padded toward the fresh-kill pile, and grabbed a couple of plump mice in his jaws, then flicked his tail to tell his new companion to follow him. The tiger-like tabby went to a secluded spot of the clearing and laid down, dropping the two mice in front of before he did so. "Come, Ashpaw, you mist be hungry.
Eat up," he said with a smirk for a smile. "Tell me about yourself, like who your parents are, siblings, what its like in Riverclan." The tom's expression mixed with his tone made for little leeway for his captive friend to escape from. He wanted to know everything about her, right down to her... Imperfections...
"...I have a father, and three siblings." Ashpaw whispered, her paws shaking as she sat down, her head still adjusting to all the new sights and scents around her. She was just getting used to ThunderClan, and she didn't know how she'd be able to cope with staying here for the rest of her life. She'd been pulled from a life where, though she didn't have everything, was still pretty great- and now, she was here. Being blackmailed with her life to stay in a place like this, where she didn't know anyone.
"My mother's dead, a-and I barely speak with two of my siblings- but Cinderpaw's my friend, and so is my dad, Crowfoot. I have another friend, Rabbitpaw, b-but she's always busy with her dad and her sister- Russetstar and Cricketpaw. S-She's really lucky." She stumbled over her words, mumbling awkwardly as she held her head down.

[TheWarriorKing]

RedScar padded into camp a fat squirrel in his jaws his seasoned muscles rippled under his this frame

Redscar and SilverWye sat sharing a peice of freshkill their heads close and wrapped up in conversation

[WillowTail]

WillowTail's ears perked up. She sniffed around her as the scent of other cats filled her. "hm." WillowTail muttered to herself.
Myst

[Myst]

WillowTail's ear perked up. She gazed at her surrounds as she sat near the entrance of the warriors den. "Hm." WillowTail quietly muttered to herself.

Mystheart woke up and saw WillowTail standing in the entrance. "Is it morning time already?" He asked Willowtail

(Is willowtail a boy or a girl?)

[WillowTail]

(Willow is a girl :3)

"Afraid so." She sighed, blinking a few times. Her tail twitched as the sun gleamed.

[Myst]

(Willow is a girl :3)

"Afraid so." She sighed, blinking a few times. Her tail twitched as the sun gleamed.

"Welp, I might as well get outside and go hunting for some fresh kill to wake me up" The white tabby tom with silver stripes said as he stretched his legs.

[WillowTail]

"Mind if I join" She purred as her friend got up and streatched. "I don't want to be cooped up like in those two-leg metal stick box" WillowTail mrrowed with amusement

[Myst]

"Mind if I join" She purred as her friend got up and streatched. "I don't want to be cooped up like in those two-leg metal stick box" WillowTail mrrowed with amusement

"Sure, I guess. I would like some company" Mystheart purred as he exited the Warrior's den and padded towards the clearing.

[WillowTail]

Myst

WillowTail padded out. Her tail hung low as she saw the bright of day. Willow was determined to find the prey for her clan

Willow's eyes almost closed as the sun perred around the corner. She breathed softly as she waited for her friend

[Myst]

Myst

WillowTail padded out. Her tail hung low as she saw the bright of day. Willow was determined to find the prey for her clan

Mystheart had already dropped into a hunter's crouch. He had his eye on a squirrel. He slowly padded towards it, then leaped out and killed it with a bite to the neck. "There is nothing like fresh blood in the morning!" Mystheart cheerfully exclaimed

[WillowTail]

Myst

She rolled her eyes laughing a bit. She glanced around smelling a rabbit and crouched down. Once she saw it she leaped foreword and broke it's neck. "That's how its done"

(How old is he? Willow is 24 ish almost 25 moons)

[Myst]

Myst

She rolled her eyes laughing a bit. She glanced around smelling a rabbit and crouched down. Once she saw it she leaped foreword and broke it's neck. "That's how its done"

(How old is he? Willow is 24 ish almost 25 moons)

(He is 54 moons, lol. He was originally 24, but too many cats were out of my standards for a mate X3)

Mystheart stood there, staring straight down at her rabbit. "Impressive catch," Mystheart calmly exclaimed. "How about we take our prey back to the fresh-kill pile?" Mystheart asked the young she-cat.

[WillowTail]

(Dangggg)
ladybugg03 Myst

She smiled and padded gracefully over

[Myst]

(Dangggg)
ladybugg03 Myst

She smiled and padded gracefully over

Mystheart padded over to the fresh-kill pile where he dropped his squirrel and went back into the Warriors den to rest for a bit.

[lone]

A chuckle came from the brown tabby as well as he glanced over at the other cat. He certainly didn't look like he would do too well in the warmer weather. As a matter of fact, he looked like he would be miserable in the warmer moons, such as now. Falconclaw could feel the warmth radiating off of the other tom's body. That was strange... he didn't think he'd ever felt that before. And if he had, it'd been a long, long time. Most likely it'd been with Spottedsong, and now he knew she was probably a traitor. The thought made him angry. And worried for his friend at the same time... what was going to happen to her? Snowstar would understand, right? Honestly he didn't care much for the young leader, and he was worried ThunderClan might not thrive under her rule. He hadn't liked Gyrestar either, though. But the younger cat was probably a step downwards, not upwards. "I don't think we have either. I'm doing quite well, thank you." A smile almost crossing his fatures as he spoke. "And how are you?... It's Aime'Storm, isn't it?" How the tom hoped that he was right. There was nothing more embarassing then forgetting a clanmate's name. Especially one who knew his own name.
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[WillowTail]

Myst

WillowTail padded back into the warriors den. She yawned. "It's still the morning, yet i'm so tired.."

[graves]

A chuckle came from the brown tabby as well as he glanced over at the other cat. He certainly didn't look like he would do too well in the warmer weather. As a matter of fact, he looked like he would be miserable in the warmer moons, such as now. Falconclaw could feel the warmth radiating off of the other tom's body. That was strange... he didn't think he'd ever felt that before. And if he had, it'd been a long, long time. Most likely it'd been with Spottedsong, and now he knew she was probably a traitor. The thought made him angry. And worried for his friend at the same time... what was going to happen to her? Snowstar would understand, right? Honestly he didn't care much for the young leader, and he was worried ThunderClan might not thrive under her rule. He hadn't liked Gyrestar either, though. But the younger cat was probably a step downwards, not upwards. "I don't think we have either. I'm doing quite well, thank you." A smile almost crossing his fatures as he spoke. "And how are you?... It's Aime'Storm, isn't it?" How the tom hoped that he was right. There was nothing more embarassing then forgetting a clanmate's name. Especially one who knew his own name.
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He wasnt sitting to close to the other tom, but close enough that their fur was just barely touching. The tom was always one for physical contact, whether it be a playful nudge here, and there, it was a way to show he liked you. But he didnt know Falcon to well, so he wouldnt push in any way until they talked a bit more or the other cat was more comfortable. He nodded, ¨Yeah ! Its a hard name to miss around here.¨ he gave another chuckle. It was something that often came up in conversation with cats he met,¨What a name! Howd you get that name? Are you a clan cat? Whyd you keep your name?¨ and so on. ¨And Im doing pretty good, taking a break from training my apprentice Krestalpaw its so hot outside.¨ his green gaze went to the sunny parts of the clearing. He had requested to have a cool off of their exploration of thunderclans territory from the temperature. ¨Though it seemed while I was out I missed the announcement of the new leader of Thunderclan, Im a but shocked seeing as Gyre was barely leader.¨ he mewed, his ears twitching a bit at the thought. Both leaders were fairly young for their ranks, not having a lot of experience with them both, but he hoped Thunderclan would prosper in the end.

[lone]

"It's a unique name. You should be proud to have it."
Falconclaw, despite having some issues with other cats' names, and despite slowly beginning to dislike more and more cats-- though it was hard to see-- really did take an interest in the tom's name. Aime'Storm. It was interesting, and different... the type of name that he thought it would be right to be proud of. After all, it was unique and said something about his own personality. Most names-- well, most suffixes-- did. His own said something about his claws, or his fighting ability... he preferred to think of it as a mix, and it definitely defined him. 'Falcon' seemed to as well, despite referring to his appearance rather then personality or skills. Kestrelpaw? The name wasn't familiar. Probably because he hadn't seen the apprentice around too much. If at all. "Huh, well, I bet she'll be thanking you for that. Most apprentices tend to get lazier in the warmer weather." Technically he didn't have a right to say that with the way he was lazing around. And, in the next moment, he caught Aime'Storm's remark on the previous leader and new one. "I know. Not to mention she's too young-- in my opinion. I don't think she's got enough experience as deputy to lead, and I don't believe she's going to be able to handle things rationally." His expression darkened for a moment and he sighed before turning back to the tom beside him. Aime'Storm seemed to be a very decent cat.


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[Teza]

"...I have a father, and three siblings." Ashpaw whispered, her paws shaking as she sat down, her head still adjusting to all the new sights and scents around her. She was just getting used to ThunderClan, and she didn't know how she'd be able to cope with staying here for the rest of her life. She'd been pulled from a life where, though she didn't have everything, was still pretty great- and now, she was here. Being blackmailed with her life to stay in a place like this, where she didn't know anyone.
"My mother's dead, a-and I barely speak with two of my siblings- but Cinderpaw's my friend, and so is my dad, Crowfoot. I have another friend, Rabbitpaw, b-but she's always busy with her dad and her sister- Russetstar and Cricketpaw. S-She's really lucky." She stumbled over her words, mumbling awkwardly as she held her head down.


Ratpaw's ears pricked as he swallowed a bite of his mouse. 'So, she's friends with the Riverclan leader's daughter, huh?' "What happened to your mother?" he asked, making a mental note of everything she told him. He swore he would never forget it. He then slid her mouse closer to her with his paw, making a silent notion that she should eat and keep up her strength. Despite the circumstances, he did care about Ashpaw's feelings. The tom want heartless after all.

[graves]

"It's a unique name. You should be proud to have it."
Falconclaw, despite having some issues with other cats' names, and despite slowly beginning to dislike more and more cats-- though it was hard to see-- really did take an interest in the tom's name. Aime'Storm. It was interesting, and different... the type of name that he thought it would be right to be proud of. After all, it was unique and said something about his own personality. Most names-- well, most suffixes-- did. His own said something about his claws, or his fighting ability... he preferred to think of it as a mix, and it definitely defined him. 'Falcon' seemed to as well, despite referring to his appearance rather then personality or skills. Kestrelpaw? The name wasn't familiar. Probably because he hadn't seen the apprentice around too much. If at all. "Huh, well, I bet she'll be thanking you for that. Most apprentices tend to get lazier in the warmer weather." Technically he didn't have a right to say that with the way he was lazing around. And, in the next moment, he caught Aime'Storm's remark on the previous leader and new one. "I know. Not to mention she's too young-- in my opinion. I don't think she's got enough experience as deputy to lead, and I don't believe she's going to be able to handle things rationally." His expression darkened for a moment and he sighed before turning back to the tom beside him. Aime'Storm seemed to be a very decent cat.


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¨Oh-thank you.¨ his smile kept going, he felt like it wouldnt go down anytime soon. He wasnt expecting that actually. Usually cats he met would question his name, then question where he came from, and so on. Most new cats he met usually questioned him off the bat, mainly because they were surprised a kittypet was even allowed in Thunderclan. But the tom didnt, which made him happy. Finally, a cat who just looks at me like any other cat in the clan despite my name and origin. It felt nice, to think that his name was something to be proud of. ¨Im sure Krestle could use a break anyway, its her first day out in all. Its a big world out there.¨ his eyes went up to the trees above them that were shading them, now full of green leaves with the sun peeking through and making dappled patterns on the ground. He met the others toms eyes when mention of the leader,¨I agree with you on that, Gyre himself wasnt leader that long, and she wasnt deputy that long. Not even a moon,¨ he sighed, shifting his gaze to the ground for moment,¨Though Im sure well figure something out. We have to.¨ he looked back up at him,¨No matter what rule,Im positive Thunderclan will live in the end.¨

[Fel]

Ratpaw's ears pricked as he swallowed a bite of his mouse. 'So, she's friends with the Riverclan leader's daughter, huh?' "What happened to your mother?" he asked, making a mental note of everything she told him. He swore he would never forget it. He then slid her mouse closer to her with his paw, making a silent notion that she should eat and keep up her strength. Despite the circumstances, he did care about Ashpaw's feelings. The tom want heartless after all.
"...She died a few moons a-after I was born. Her name was Birchstep." Ashpaw mumbled, her voice soft as she talked about her mother. She still remembered her from when she was very young, and she was one of the kindest cats she'd known. Taking a careful few bites out of the mouse Ratpaw had pushed towards her. She wasn't the strongest cat anyways, and all this new stress suddenly piled on top of her really wasn't helping her health out too much. "...My father still m-misses her." She explained, taking small bites out of the prey in-between her phrases. I do, too.

[Riverpool]

:hmm:Oakclaw stood in the Warriors' den looking around. "What to do today?", he asked himself.

[Teza]

"...She died a few moons a-after I was born. Her name was Birchstep." Ashpaw mumbled, her voice soft as she talked about her mother. She still remembered her from when she was very young, and she was one of the kindest cats she'd known. Taking a careful few bites out of the mouse Ratpaw had pushed towards her. She wasn't the strongest cat anyways, and all this new stress suddenly piled on top of her really wasn't helping her health out too much. "...My father still m-misses her." She explained, taking small bites out of the prey in-between her phrases. I do, too.


"I am very sorry to hear that," he meowed sypatheticly. "Your mother will be missed." 'Only because she was your mother. She sounds like she was much too weak to deserve life. Ratnight will take care of her if she ever steps paw in the Dark Forest,' he thought with a visible grin. "I ought to tell you a bit about myself. My mother is Mossdrop, I don't know where she's at right now. My father is Blazeshade, and I have two sisters and one brother: Bushpaw, Cloverpaw, and Dafodilpaw." he pointed each of his siblings out if he saw them, and assumed the ones that he couldn't find were out on patrol or hunting.

[AshleyUniverse]

Dawnbreeze sat near a dead trunk her tail high and her eyes shining. This was her first day as a Warrior! She happily smiled while she watched the cats in the heart of ThunderClan territory.

"Maybe I can go on a hunting or a border patrol' That would be so awsome!"

She got even more excited so she jumped up and she padded away from her private 'territory'.

[lone]

¨Oh-thank you.¨ his smile kept going, he felt like it wouldnt go down anytime soon. He wasnt expecting that actually. Usually cats he met would question his name, then question where he came from, and so on. Most new cats he met usually questioned him off the bat, mainly because they were surprised a kittypet was even allowed in Thunderclan. But the tom didnt, which made him happy. Finally, a cat who just looks at me like any other cat in the clan despite my name and origin. It felt nice, to think that his name was something to be proud of. ¨Im sure Krestle could use a break anyway, its her first day out in all. Its a big world out there.¨ his eyes went up to the trees above them that were shading them, now full of green leaves with the sun peeking through and making dappled patterns on the ground. He met the others toms eyes when mention of the leader,¨I agree with you on that, Gyre himself wasnt leader that long, and she wasnt deputy that long. Not even a moon,¨ he sighed, shifting his gaze to the ground for moment,¨Though Im sure well figure something out. We have to.¨ he looked back up at him,¨No matter what rule,Im positive Thunderclan will live in the end.¨

To be honest, Falconclaw hadn't even thought of the fact that Aime'Storm's prefix was a kittypet name. He hadn't ever formerly met a kittypet before-- well, a former one. And he wasn't sure whether he liked the idea of having them in the Clan. Some turned out to be wonderful warriors, and others? They... well... weren't exactly the best of the best, so to speak. But Falconclaw had half-accepted them as clanmates. Sometimes cats surprised him by mentioning their kittypet pasts, and other times? It seemed painfully obvious. The brown tabby nodded, following Aime'Storm's gaze upwards and watching the bits of sky and cloud that he could see through the trees. ThunderClan will live in the end. A few moons ago, Falconclaw would have agreed wholeheartedly with that statement. But now? There was some skeptism surrounding it, considering the fact that there was tension brewing between ThunderClan and WindClan. What was going to happen? And still, Falconclaw agreed. He was a little doubtful; but he agreed. "Of course. If we could survive Ratnight, we could survive anything."

[Fel]

"I am very sorry to hear that," he meowed sypatheticly. "Your mother will be missed." 'Only because she was your mother. She sounds like she was much too weak to deserve life. Ratnight will take care of her if she ever steps paw in the Dark Forest,' he thought with a visible grin. "I ought to tell you a bit about myself. My mother is Mossdrop, I don't know where she's at right now. My father is Blazeshade, and I have two sisters and one brother: Bushpaw, Cloverpaw, and Dafodilpaw." he pointed each of his siblings out if he saw them, and assumed the ones that he couldn't find were out on patrol or hunting.

Smiling softly as she shook, Ashpaw let out a few stutters as she looked up towards Ratpaw. "T-Thank you." She mumbled, her voice still shaking. As he described and pointed out each one of his siblings, she tried to remember each one of them as quickly as possible, knowing that she'd have to stick around them if she wanted to get away with her life around here. She didn't know if her friends missed her already yet, and she hadn't told anyone what would be happening to her after she took that step outside of camp. "That's n-nice." She squeaked, her green eyes still filled with fear as she looked around herself, frozen with a sudden feeling of dread. She just wanted to escape somewhere, to be free already.

[nozochii]

Heathertail sighed, rolling out of her nest and stretching her front legs. She took a glance around at all the cats still asleep or just waking up; was she up at a proper time for once?

[WillowTail]

Myst WillowTail's head perked up from he rest. She yawned and stretched.

[graves]

To be honest, Falconclaw hadn't even thought of the fact that Aime'Storm's prefix was a kittypet name. He hadn't ever formerly met a kittypet before-- well, a former one. And he wasn't sure whether he liked the idea of having them in the Clan. Some turned out to be wonderful warriors, and others? They... well... weren't exactly the best of the best, so to speak. But Falconclaw had half-accepted them as clanmates. Sometimes cats surprised him by mentioning their kittypet pasts, and other times? It seemed painfully obvious. The brown tabby nodded, following Aime'Storm's gaze upwards and watching the bits of sky and cloud that he could see through the trees. ThunderClan will live in the end. A few moons ago, Falconclaw would have agreed wholeheartedly with that statement. But now? There was some skeptism surrounding it, considering the fact that there was tension brewing between ThunderClan and WindClan. What was going to happen? And still, Falconclaw agreed. He was a little doubtful; but he agreed. "Of course. If we could survive Ratnight, we could survive anything." [/CENTER]

Aime wasnt much for politics, he usually didnt personally know the leaders to well to make a decision on his thoughts of them but he knew that the current leader was probably young. He shrugged at the thought. There wasnt anything that as cats could do unless Starclan removed Snow as leader themselves. At the mention of Ratnight a small shiver ran down his spine. He had fought the battle against him, he could still hear the yowls ringing in his ears and the scent of blood flood his nose from that day. It was in the past, but he still held scars under his long pelt that held as a reminder. He decided to change the subject,¨Of course it will,¨ he gave a slight smile,¨Has anything else been happening with you? I usually dont see cats alone in the clearing there are so many now a days.¨ he mewed, which was true, there were many cats in their clan now that more and more kits were being born in the warmer seasons.

[Teza]

Smiling softly as she shook, Ashpaw let out a few stutters as she looked up towards Ratpaw. "T-Thank you." She mumbled, her voice still shaking. As he described and pointed out each one of his siblings, she tried to remember each one of them as quickly as possible, knowing that she'd have to stick around them if she wanted to get away with her life around here. She didn't know if her friends missed her already yet, and she hadn't told anyone what would be happening to her after she took that step outside of camp. "That's n-nice." She squeaked, her green eyes still filled with fear as she looked around herself, frozen with a sudden feeling of dread. She just wanted to escape somewhere, to be free already.


"Unless you plan on trying to escape and ending your life, you have nothing to fear. Most here in Thunderclap are quite nice, especially to Starclan-loving mouse-brains not unlike yourself," he informed, noticing her shaky voice. He didn't really blame her for being scared. No, if he were as simple-minded as most cats were he would be afraid in her paws as well. However, he was not in her paws, and he was nowhere near as mouse-brained as she was, so he would never truly know how she felt at that moment. He then started pointing out where each of the dens were and where she could and couldn't go with or without him or his siblings. "You can go to the medicine den alone as long as you tell either me or one of my siblings. Same with the dirtplace," he informed.

[lone]

Aime wasnt much for politics, he usually didnt personally know the leaders to well to make a decision on his thoughts of them but he knew that the current leader was probably young. He shrugged at the thought. There wasnt anything that as cats could do unless Starclan removed Snow as leader themselves. At the mention of Ratnight a small shiver ran down his spine. He had fought the battle against him, he could still hear the yowls ringing in his ears and the scent of blood flood his nose from that day. It was in the past, but he still held scars under his long pelt that held as a reminder. He decided to change the subject,¨Of course it will,¨ he gave a slight smile,¨Has anything else been happening with you? I usually dont see cats alone in the clearing there are so many now a days.¨ he mewed, which was true, there were many cats in their clan now that more and more kits were being born in the warmer seasons.

"Just some problems with a friend. I would normally be sitting with her, but..." His voice trailed off and he gave a helpless shrug as though to say 'what can I do?' Irritated at the thought that Spottedsong was probably out somewhere, running around and playing like there was no tomorrow. Everyone needed fun sometimes, yes, but that? That was just dumb. Unless she'd already been working, getting up before the sun could be seen over the horizon and colors of all hues were painting the sky. She'd done it before, Falconclaw wouldn't be surprised if she had done it again. "I don't talk to a lot of other cats. Just Spottedsong sometimes. I have an apprentice; but StarClan only knows where she is." He shrugged it off like it was nothing. They would probably train later today. Duskpaw was always disappearing... just like Spottedsong. He could always see Cloudrain, but he would prefer not to go back to the border right now. It made him feel absolutely awful. "What about you?" Falconclaw asked, his head tilted slightly to the right in a curious manner.

[Momotaro]

(It's really no problem! Just write whatever you're comfortable with)

Oatpaw shook his head, "No, no, I'm fine." He assured the medicine cat while sliding deeper into the den. His pawsteps were light as to not rouse the sleeping patients, but it wasn't all that hard for him to keep quiet as he was a rather delicate young tom. He stopped in front of the herb store and right as he was lifting a paw to shift the out of place leaves he jumped a bit at Wheatfur's voice. "Oh, well I'm here to assist you." Oatpaw met the medicine cats gaze respectfully with gleaming silver eyes and stood tall as if they were equals, even though the older tom had much more skill, respect and experience. "That is if you'll allow me to. I don't want to step on your paws." Many saw him as a strange apprentice as he was so formal but often times would refuse to dip his head because he found it plain annoying when someone was acting superior, or worse, patronizing him.
Wheatfur sighed, "Good. So many cats have been coming in, and they've been messing up all thes- My, herbs. Its bloody annoying." He shook his head and turned towards the apprentice. "So you want to help? Thank you; But shouldn't you be out hunting, or training? Not in a stuffy den with a grump like me." He tilted his head, curious. The medicine cat was used to kits and apprentices being nice to him; he was like a fun uncle, but for a cat to come up and randomly start helping him? Strange, of course there was Remora, but she had experience, and he felt guilty for the chance of being a medicine cat apprentice being snatched away from her. Despite that, he started to put the apprentice to work. "Well you can start by sorting out the old herbs from the new, and if you find any mis-placed herbs, put them I the correct rock holes."

[ConfusedCas]

Wheatfur sighed, "Good. So many cats have been coming in, and they've been messing up all thes- My, herbs. Its bloody annoying." He shook his head and turned towards the apprentice. "So you want to help? Thank you; But shouldn't you be out hunting, or training? Not in a stuffy den with a grump like me." He tilted his head, curious. The medicine cat was used to kits and apprentices being nice to him; he was like a fun uncle, but for a cat to come up and randomly start helping him? Strange, of course there was Remora, but she had experience, and he felt guilty for the chance of being a medicine cat apprentice being snatched away from her. Despite that, he started to put the apprentice to work. "Well you can start by sorting out the old herbs from the new, and if you find any mis-placed herbs, put them I the correct rock holes."
"Yeah, many cats tend to be annoying but luckily there's the others too." Oatpaw sat beside the medicine cat and eyed the plants carefully before looking back at him to answer the question. "It's simple really: I don't like training. The chores are fine but I don't like hunting or fighting." Now that that was out of the way he began following instructions, placing the stray herbs in the rock holes that had the same scent. The scent and overall ease in the den made a faint smile appear on his maw but it faded quickly. "I suppose you get many apprentices or kits in your den?" It was no secret that many others wanted to work as Wheatfurs apprentice.

[graves]

"Just some problems with a friend. I would normally be sitting with her, but..." His voice trailed off and he gave a helpless shrug as though to say 'what can I do?' Irritated at the thought that Spottedsong was probably out somewhere, running around and playing like there was no tomorrow. Everyone needed fun sometimes, yes, but that? That was just dumb. Unless she'd already been working, getting up before the sun could be seen over the horizon and colors of all hues were painting the sky. She'd done it before, Falconclaw wouldn't be surprised if she had done it again. "I don't talk to a lot of other cats. Just Spottedsong sometimes. I have an apprentice; but StarClan only knows where she is." He shrugged it off like it was nothing. They would probably train later today. Duskpaw was always disappearing... just like Spottedsong. He could always see Cloudrain, but he would prefer not to go back to the border right now. It made him feel absolutely awful. "What about you?" Falconclaw asked, his head tilted slightly to the right in a curious manner.[/CENTER]
His ear twitched at the mention of problems. Now he didnt know to many cats,mainly having a rather close friendgroup and keeping to them, little friends meant little problems. Though he was always open to help others though,to listen and possibly help with problems. ¨Well, if you ever want to talk about it Im always willing to listen to you Falcon.¨ he offered, he liked to help cats. He was as rather positive as it was and liked to be helpful to those around him. He looked at his paws and shrugged at the question,¨Nothing much honestly, training an apprentice, and warrior duties. My life is same old same old, pretty boring.¨ he sighed. His life was boring, not to much going on and its the same thing everyday. Wake up. Eat..Patrol. Training.Eat.Sleep. And then repeat it over and over again. Like stated he didnt have to many close friends, alot of them busy with their own things and such to simply take a stroll in the territory or go for a splash in a river as an adventure.

[lone]

His ear twitched at the mention of problems. Now he didnt know to many cats,mainly having a rather close friendgroup and keeping to them, little friends meant little problems. Though he was always open to help others though,to listen and possibly help with problems. ¨Well, if you ever want to talk about it Im always willing to listen to you Falcon.¨ he offered, he liked to help cats. He was as rather positive as it was and liked to be helpful to those around him. He looked at his paws and shrugged at the question,¨Nothing much honestly, training an apprentice, and warrior duties. My life is same old same old, pretty boring.¨ he sighed. His life was boring, not to much going on and its the same thing everyday. Wake up. Eat..Patrol. Training.Eat.Sleep. And then repeat it over and over again. Like stated he didnt have to many close friends, alot of them busy with their own things and such to simply take a stroll in the territory or go for a splash in a river as an adventure.

"Thanks, but I think you'd probably rather not hear me whining." Even if she is probably a traitor. The tom gave a sheepish smile to his companion. He hated to complain, but Spottedsong was beginning to get on his nerves. Much more of this and he would confront her instead of hinting around. He should have done it long ago. Where was Spottedsong, anyways? Probably gone again. She was such a horrible friend. Or at least, she had been to him. Why was he stuck with her? Self pity seemed to be something that Falconclaw wallowed in quite a bit. He was constantly feeling sorry for himself. Not the most desirable of traits, but one that was present with him anyways. Falconclaw nodded his head in agreement at Aime'Storm's comment about the daily routine. It seemed to be that way for everyone... sometimes there were cats talking to each other, but then they would leave. Eventually. Going on patrol or something... which just reminded Falconclaw that he needed to do something useful soon. "I understand what you mean. But hey-- you'll be lucky to keep your life normal. You could end up with a friend who will turn your life upside down." Truth be told, Falconclaw hadn't really thought about saying that before he spoke. But he realized that Spottedsong had turned his own life upside down. Would he do that to someone else? Well, no. Probably not.

[Random Melody]

Snowstar pushed her way through the Clan entrance, leading Finchcall and Stormstrike back inside. Her ice blue eyes were sharp and angry, her short white fur pricked up faintly. Not even bothering to try to calm herself, the Siamese strode across the clearing and leaped up onto the Highpeak with ease, getting fairly used to climbing her way to the top. Now with her eyes sharp and angry as she gazed down at her Clanmates, trying to catch her breath since she had basically run back. It was all she could do not to go back and give those rabbit-chasers what they deserved!

Taking a deep breath, she allowed her yowl to ring around the clearing. For once the usually friendly leader had no soft edge to her tone; Simply fury and frustration. "Cats of ThunderClan, gather beneath the Highpeak for a very important Clan meeting!" Her ice blue eyes were cold, her pupils nearly slits, and it was all she could do not to dig her claws into the stone. But she had to calm down, right? Why did she feel so frustrated? And thinking about being frustrated only made her more frustrated. But it didnt matter. What mattered was that she wasnt going to stand by and allow WindClan to get away with murder.

[Bandido]

Snowstar pushed her way through the Clan entrance, leading Finchcall and Stormstrike back inside. Her ice blue eyes were sharp and angry, her short white fur pricked up faintly. Not even bothering to try to calm herself, the Siamese strode across the clearing and leaped up onto the Highpeak with ease, getting fairly used to climbing her way to the top. Now with her eyes sharp and angry as she gazed down at her Clanmates, trying to catch her breath since she had basically run back. It was all she could do not to go back and give those rabbit-chasers what they deserved!

Taking a deep breath, she allowed her yowl to ring around the clearing. For once the usually friendly leader had no soft edge to her tone; Simply fury and frustration. "Cats of ThunderClan, gather beneath the Highpeak for a very important Clan meeting!" Her ice blue eyes were cold, her pupils nearly slits, and it was all she could do not to dig her claws into the stone. But she had to calm down, right? Why did she feel so frustrated? And thinking about being frustrated only made her more frustrated. But it didnt matter. What mattered was that she wasnt going to stand by and allow WindClan to get away with murder.

Thrushwing had heard the calling and bounded for the highrock. 'What happened?' He thought, looking up towards the leader.

[HwangHarin]

Fireclaw patted out of the warriors den and sat under the Highrock and looked up, "Shes frustrated." She thought

[Starfall]

The ink colored warrior poked his head out the Warriors den, his silver orbs gave nothing away, his postiure gave nothing away. His eyes were dull and almost seemed lifeless. He padded out of the den, his brother quickly followed suit. The golden warrior and the black warrior walked side by side, their strides identical. The brawnier, more muscular one looked around, his blue orbs flickered with curiosity. "Hey.... do you think something happened?" he whispered to his brother, his voice low "I heard rumors that Hiddentalon died...do you think it's true?" Dayhum asked, his tail tip flicked back and fourth. He had a feeling his brother would know, he always did, and somethimes that scared the golden warrior.
"We'll see once Snowstar tells us the meaning behind this meeting." he answered cooly, his silver orbs lickered with untold emotions. Something was wrong, he had never seen the leader so upset, her eyes blazed with anger, Nightcry could tell that his brother could sense it as well, something had gone wrong in the meeting with the Windclan leader.

[ameko]

A lithe cat with a gaunt face and dark circles under their eyes exited the warriors' den at the call of their leader. Fennelnose, looking as unhealthy as ever, subtly realized that since they were now the deputy, they probably shouldn't hang out around the back of the crowd below Snowstar. Heaving a sigh, they weaved their way around the cats—of course, tripping over a couple tails and paws in their way—and stopped at the front, gazing up at their leader with casual disinterest. What did Snowstar want to chat about today, they wondered. Unconsciously, they straightened their shoulders and raised their chin, a quiet yet insistent thought in their mind about how they had to look presentable to the Clan.

Fennelnose hated it.

Looking presentable and responsible enough to take on the duties of ThunderClan was... not fun. Their mental and physical state had been deteriorating since the ceremony in which they were promoted, yet they worked even harder with each passing day. They were tired, unbearably so, and they just couldn't deal with it any longer. Still, they did their best. Flicking their ears, they stared at Snowstar with cold eyes.

[ladybugg03]

A pretty tabby walked into camp with a mouth full of prey. She walked in ust in time to hear the calling. The brown and white cat put the fresh kill in the pile and walked quickly to the Highpeak. She had only been in the clan for less than a moon and even she knew that Snowstar was mad. Browntail sat down and looked up at her leader, fearing slightly of the announcment.

[Brilliance]

Nightbreeze nodded. Her long black fur swished a little as she did so, and her green orbs lit up with pride. "Yes, I know..it seems early, but I think he'll do well with it. He always liked Hanging around the nursery with the younger kits. It would be a shock to me if he didn't already know his apprentice from his time spent in the nursery. Of course now that I think about it, he seemed to hang around this one little she kit more than anything. Her name was Owlkit, I think but I believe she received her apprentice ceremony at the same time Storkflight became a warrior." She paused, thinking. Was there something she was missing here? Something more than playful visits? Hmm, she would have to ask him later. "Oh me?" She asked, quite startled at the question. As she thought though, she realized just how much she tended to not focus on herself, and for her kits. She didn't really know what she had been up to, just caring for the kits, hanging around with her sister, taking the occasional stroll through the territory to clear her mind. She didn't know what to say, nor how to say it. She didn't like focusing in herself, she thought that taking self indulgence meant a slip 'n slide to pride and flattery, stuck up, and mannerless. Everything a Nightbreeze couldn't be if she continued adopting kits. So she replied very simply, not wanting to sound rude and just ignore or turn away the question. "Well, nothing much, besides caring for the kits, and helping my sister out. She expecting, her second litter! The last one, it didn't go too well, only one live kit out of three total. Hopefully she'll manage a better time this go." She said, glancing back to the nursery, where she knew Ravenstorm was resting up.

Bluedust tilted his head as he listened to Nightbreeze intently. The tom loved when she talked of her kits. She was like the mother of the clan! Always adopting and helping out other motherless kits. And shame that they had to be motherless! Being a mother was the most privilege job, yet most sacred to Bluedust. Besides that, Nightbreeze seemed to have the patience of a saint. Not many she cats could stand being stuck in the nursery or bothered with her kits for long. Everyone had a breaking point, and everyone needed relaxation in their lives. He supposed that Nightbreeze relaxation was the thought of her kits. The tom looked down, digging his claws into the dirt. "I'm sure Storkflight will teach the young one well and make sure he becomes a great warrior!" Bluedust looks up, and beams. "Owlkit, huh? Perhaps she was like a little sister that he needed to protect. Unless he had a little apprentice crush on the kit." Bluedust snorted, humorously. Not that Bluedust could blame him. Haven't they all had their small crushes before? Bluedust himself was too stiff and stuttery to last long in a female's presence. Or, he was always running away before he had the chance. He was quite surprised at himself for being so calm at the moment.

Bluedust flicked his tail, and he put a smile on his maw. It was a good thing that Nightbreeze was excited about the upcoming litter of her soon to be nieces and nephews. "Congratulations!" The tom purred, "kits are always a grand event!" He was also happy that Nightbreeze was doing well. She was a good cat, and she deserved to be given a good life. She was positive and accepting, and even through out compliments that weren't needed. She wanted to, and that's all the mattered. "I'm quite positive that you're going to be very much involved with the kits." He says, blinking expectantly.

[Brilliance]

The black feline rose from her mossy nest, her crystal-like eyes darting around trying to see the other cats. Her tail covered her paws as she sat up, blinking her eyes. The day moved on slowly, but for Blackcrystal she felt that every second was passing, and a waste of her life was happening. The feline was never much of a talker, preferring the quietness of nature. Though living in a large clan was never quiet-bound, but from inside the Warriors' den; quiet was all around. It made her ears twitch with excitement, yet made her heart empty. Even her breathing carried a sense of silence that was rather hard to tell if she were still alive while sleeping.

The black feline decided to leave the comfort of her best, and she let out a long stretch, flexing her claws in action. A silent yawn escaped her maw, and she felt the sligh shiver of her smooth black pelt. Blackcrystal wondered what Orangetail would be doing. This made her eyes dart towards his best, albeit empty. He might have awoken before her to do whatever he pleased. He was practically her only friend in the clan. Mind Wheatfur. Blackcrystal debated on if she would see him, see if he would need any help, but thought best of it. He was most likely busy himself.

The black feline stepped out the Warriors' den, embracing the outside. She felt the gentle blow of the breeze, and she sat outside, her tail wrapping around her tightly as she stared into the distance. It was either going to be a day she experienced all the time; boredom. Or perhaps, it would be a day that took her by complete surprise. Blackcrystal delicately picked up a dainty paw and began grooming it. A quirk of hers she did whenever she tried to get out of important matters, and waste time.

The Eye Of The Storm

[The Cannibal]

Kestrelpaws ears twitched with amusement, he never showed much emotion but he actually thought the prank was actually pretty funny. "Well, my name is Kestrelpaw. I guess its a type of bird so you were close enough." He let out a light chuckle as he spoke. He ran his paw over his head a few times, his fur was still messy from jumping into the air. "You know, your pranks aren't as stupid as every cat says there are." He mewed. He tom began to clean his paws and kept his ears turned towards Raccoonpaw just in case she spoke. He wondered why so many cats had issues with her, 'Maybe it's because she doesn't know when to stop with the pranks?' He thought. He finished cleaning his front paws and observed Raccoonpaw for a few moments, he could see why she was called Raccoonpaw. The toms blue hues seem to bore into Raccoonpaw, although he was really just lost in his thoughts and hadn't realized he was staring.
"Huh? Oh yeah, guess I was close enough. What about I just call you Bird now? You good with that? Every cat has to have a code name, nickname, something, I think Bird suites you. You're jumpy like one." Still pumped up from the adrenaline that was going through her, her words came out rather fast but she ended slower, jabbing him playfully in the side with a chuckle.
"Cats say my pranks are stupid?" That grin was whipped from her face and was replaced with an exasperated, surprised look, brows arching before she snorted and shook her head. "Pfft cats just don't know how to appreciate good fun these days. They're all 'gotta do my duties, oop I might hurt this cats feeling, oh no getting scared hurts my feelings, how dare you scare me!'" Her tone was mocking and clearly she was rather annoyed by cats not liking her pranks. Flicking her tail, she rolled her eyes a bit and looked off across the clearing distractedly. "They don't know what fun is."
Licking her lips, she looked back to the other apprentice. "Hey, want to go see if we can find some cat in the territory to mess around with? Ohh or better yet, you want to help me think up a way that I can prank Snowstar?
That's my ultimate goal right there." And just like a flick of a switch, her devilish grin was back, her bushy tail flicking one way, then the other.

[The Cannibal]

Sunpaw actually was a little baffled by how she treated him. He his it well though, with only a slight flicker of surprise that crossed his blue eyes. Okay, so she's a feisty one. I can work with that. Sunpaw let himself roll his eyes, in a way that made him look like he was exasperated with himself. "Okay, I see how it is. Sure, you caught me though!" Sunpaw shrugged and held his tail up in the air a bit, as if surrendering. "But it would be very appreciated if you did come out to the territory with me to hunt, I haven't been hunting all day." He could deal with this she-cat and her blunt honesty. Two could play at that game. "Besides, I am pretty good at hunting myself. Do you think you'd be able to match my skill?" There. This she-cat definitely acted as if some competition were good, especially if trying to get on her good side. At least that is what Sunpaw believed, from what he had heard her say and do.
RedHead
Cats never knew Raccoonpaw as much as they thought they did, she was like a firework, explosive, unpredictable, wild and once you thought you had her down to the point where you are sure of what she's going to say, she's making a full 180 to surprise you. She didn't like to be expected, she didn't like being normal, she wanted to keep cats on their toes, she didn't want cats to know what she would do next. So when she saw that flicker of surprise on his face, all she could do was smirk, her gaze looking away from him.
"I know I caught you, thought you were slick with your flowery words and whatever." Meowed the apprentice with a snort, shaking her head almost as if she were offended that he'd even try such a thing with her. "Yeah?
Well me either, hunting really isn't my 'go to' thing for fun though. But I guess since I have nothing better to do and I'm tired of hearing elders bickering, I'll go out to chase some mice." Her thoughts on the hunting were clearly that it was a last resort, like she wasn't interested, but when he said something about her matching his skills? Her blue-green eyes quickly focused on him and her ears perked up. If there was one thing that Raccoonpaw loved more than pranking, it was competition, showing off to other cats, bragging. She loved being able to get bragging rights. Ah man,
he got me with that one.
"I bet you couldn't even catch a blind squirrel if it sat right in front of you digging for a nut. Of course I can match your skills, as a matter of fact, I'll throw dirt on your skills and bury them!" Hopping up, the black and grey she-cat stretched, grinning brightly now.

[lone]

Change had always been a part of life. Change was inevitable, it was making everything better... but for Caribouheart, change was the worst. He hated it. While yes, change was what had made him switch ranks from a kit to an apprentice, and an apprentice to a warrior, change was also what had made everything different. And different was bad. He wanted Northpaw to be the medicine cat apprentice again. He wanted Zerosight for their medicine cat, Ashstar as their leader, Gyrewind as their deputy. He missed those things. Hopefully his best friend was doing better then he was. The last time he had seen her, they were both apprentices... was she alright? True, that had been a while ago. Since Snowstar had become leader he hadn't seen his friend at all. And he missed her quite a bit.
　
Not surprisingly.
　
Besides, he wanted to make sure that she was safe. That was all Caribouheart had ever wanted, was to make sure that his best friend stayed safe and was careful. As long as those two things were true he would be happy. If any one was broken then it would break his heart. If something happened to her and he wasn't there... heck, if something happened to her and he was there, both would equally make him feel bad. Because if he wasn't then he would have to wonder if he could have prevented it. And if he was? He would constantly blame himself for not being stronger and keeping it from happening. She was probably a warrior by now, so then why was he being so protective over her? Simple. She was the one friend who had been there pretty much forever. She was special.
　
She was different.
　
Caribouheart didn't have too much of an interest in she cats, to be honest. In anyone, really. When he was a younger apprentice there were always those occasional crushes on the pretty cats who walked by, but now he found them meaningless. They were just empty longings. He didn't actually want to be with them. He just thought that he did. Because he thought it would make him happy. And now he knew that it wouldn't. Now he knew that the one thing that would make him happy was creating a lasting bond. And, that was the one thing that he wanted more then anything else now. A lasting bond with a friend who would mean everything to him. The thought that he might actually like his best friend had never crossed his mind. Technically, that was untrue; it had before.
　
He'd crushed on her when he was younger.
　
When they hadn't been quite as close. She was pretty! And sweet. But now he just wanted to keep her safe no matter what that meant. Whether it was keeping her with him or letting her go. Either way, Caribouheart was going to make sure she was happy and safe. Sometimes that meant letting one or the other go. He would rather have happiness then safety, to be honest. Because then whatever time he had left he would spend it being happy rather then wasting away miserably and safely. All the safety in the world wouldn't save him from death. But all the happiness in the world would at least ensure that he was getting something he very much wanted. Caribouheart looked around for his friend worriedly, hopefully, wishing that she would appear out of nowhere. Well not that, exactly. Just that she would come.
　
Wherever she was, that he would be able to see her and know that she was alright.

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

[meraki]

Change had always been a part of life. Change was inevitable, it was making everything better... but for Caribouheart, change was the worst. He hated it. While yes, change was what had made him switch ranks from a kit to an apprentice, and an apprentice to a warrior, change was also what had made everything different. And different was bad. He wanted Northpaw to be the medicine cat apprentice again. He wanted Zerosight for their medicine cat, Ashstar as their leader, Gyrewind as their deputy. He missed those things. Hopefully his best friend was doing better then he was. The last time he had seen her, they were both apprentices... was she alright? True, that had been a while ago. Since Snowstar had become leader he hadn't seen his friend at all. And he missed her quite a bit.
　
Not surprisingly.
　
Besides, he wanted to make sure that she was safe. That was all Caribouheart had ever wanted, was to make sure that his best friend stayed safe and was careful. As long as those two things were true he would be happy. If any one was broken then it would break his heart. If something happened to her and he wasn't there... heck, if something happened to her and he was there, both would equally make him feel bad. Because if he wasn't then he would have to wonder if he could have prevented it. And if he was? He would constantly blame himself for not being stronger and keeping it from happening. She was probably a warrior by now, so then why was he being so protective over her? Simple. She was the one friend who had been there pretty much forever. She was special.
　
She was different.
　
Caribouheart didn't have too much of an interest in she cats, to be honest. In anyone, really. When he was a younger apprentice there were always those occasional crushes on the pretty cats who walked by, but now he found them meaningless. They were just empty longings. He didn't actually want to be with them. He just thought that he did. Because he thought it would make him happy. And now he knew that it wouldn't. Now he knew that the one thing that would make him happy was creating a lasting bond. And, that was the one thing that he wanted more then anything else now. A lasting bond with a friend who would mean everything to him. The thought that he might actually like his best friend had never crossed his mind. Technically, that was untrue; it had before.
　
He'd crushed on her when he was younger.
　
When they hadn't been quite as close. She was pretty! And sweet. But now he just wanted to keep her safe no matter what that meant. Whether it was keeping her with him or letting her go. Either way, Caribouheart was going to make sure she was happy and safe. Sometimes that meant letting one or the other go. He would rather have happiness then safety, to be honest. Because then whatever time he had left he would spend it being happy rather then wasting away miserably and safely. All the safety in the world wouldn't save him from death. But all the happiness in the world would at least ensure that he was getting something he very much wanted. Caribouheart looked around for his friend worriedly, hopefully, wishing that she would appear out of nowhere. Well not that, exactly. Just that she would come.
　
Wherever she was, that he would be able to see her and know that she was alright.

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


(hang on lightning's warrior name is lightningstrike right im like loosing it i s2g haha)

Change. Lightningstrike never had much of a varying opinion on change. She'd hated it for the majority of her life; mainly because she was so tired of it. She'd gone though some rather rough bumps in the road of her childhood, and throughout her apprentice years, she was rather miserable and really was just saddened by the fact that life was only this. Doing the same thing every single day. She found life as it was boring, predictable, confusing, and almost pointless. It'd change too much, but she'd adapt- but right as she adapted life would change once more, and on this circle went- because to an apprentice, apprenticehood seems like eternity, when in reality, it's only a small amount of time in many moons she had yet to live.

She'd always had Caribouheart by her side. The whole entire time. And she trusted him with most of her secrets; but she was extremely careful about how much she pressured him. She didn't want their friendship to be one sided, because she truly did care about him. So every day, she talked to him about how he was doing. Lightning'd ask about his day- anything to learn something new about her old friend. He'd seen her best days- but also her worst, and no matter her thoughts on life that day, he'd always been there to support her. She trusted him with her life.

And- eventually, it hit her. Reality. She was freed from her head, and after her warrior ceremony, she was hit with the fact that all those endless moons of suffering and darkness, she still had tons of moons left- ones that she had control over now. She was free to make her own decisions, and changed what she wanted. But, while Lightning was out exploring the world, and understanding all of the wonderful things she'd missed, she realized that she actually hadn't seen Caribou in some time. She missed him, and she wondered if he felt the same. All of a sudden, she missed the old times. When they'd spend endless nights chatting under the stars, talking about life, and why the world was as it was. That was the only thing she missed from her apprenticehood; Caribou. But then it hit her that she didn't have to miss her childhood, when he was right there. In the clan. With her. In the forest.

It was then that a strong pang struck her heart, and she knew she needed to chat with him. Hang out with him. Go on a walk through the territory with him. All her life, she'd depended on him to plan things, to suggest things, to come up with a plan or things to do. Now, it was her turn, and frankly- she was almost nervous. But, she reminded herself simply that this was Caribouheart she was thinking about. She'd known him since they were kits, and he probably missed her too. So, with a deep inhale, Lightning got to her paws and padded out of the warriors' den, and into the clearing, where she saw his familiar pelt and she padded over with a smile. Sitting down near him, she meowed, "Hey," with a smile. "How're you doing?"

[Tundra]

Myst

Tigerdawn plucked a mouse from the kill pile and padded over to the edge of the clearing. She sat down and took a few bites. Watching the clan, she began to think. I hope I get to go hunting today, Tigerdawn glanced at the sky. It doesn't look like its going to rain... She finished her mouse and began grooming herself. But am I allowed to go hunting alone...? She licked a paw and drew it over her ear. Or am I allowed to go alone...? Tigerdawn shrugged and stood up. Stretching, she continued to think. If I have to be with another cat to hunt, then who will come with me? Tigerdawn scanned the clearing and sighed. Everyone seemed busy. Well, if everyone's busy then... Tigerdawn frowned. Then I guess I'll have to go alone... She shook her head. She didn't want to go alone, but with everyone busy there was no one to hunt with her. Tigerdawn didn't really have any friends either. No friends equals, hunting alone... Tigerdawn padded to the entrance, with the tip of her rail twitching. Or should I just wait for a cat...?

[Myst]

Myst

Tigerdawn plucked a mouse from the kill pile and padded over to the edge of the clearing. She sat down and took a few bites. Watching the clan, she began to think. I hope I get to go hunting today, Tigerdawn glanced at the sky. It doesn't look like its going to rain... She finished her mouse and began grooming herself. But am I allowed to go hunting alone...? She licked a paw and drew it over her ear. Or am I allowed to go alone...? Tigerdawn shrugged and stood up. Stretching, she continued to think. If I have to be with another cat to hunt, then who will come with me? Tigerdawn scanned the clearing and sighed. Everyone seemed busy. Well, if everyone's busy then... Tigerdawn frowned. Then I guess I'll have to go alone... She shook her head. She didn't want to go alone, but with everyone busy there was no one to hunt with her. Tigerdawn didn't really have any friends either. No friends equals, hunting alone... Tigerdawn padded to the entrance, with the tip of her rail twitching. Or should I just wait for a cat...?


"Hey Tigerdawn!" Mystheart hollared at Tigerdawn. The Pale Tabby tom was stretching his legs, and then padded towards Tigerdawn. "Would you like to hunt with me?" Mystheart asked Tigerdawn curiously. "You seem in the mood for it"

[Tundra]

Tigerdawn smiled. "Sure," She mewed. "Its Mystheart, right?" Tigerdawn flicked her tail and glanced at the tunnel. "Do you have any ideas of where we could hunt?" She asked. Hmm... Tigerdawn began thinking again. "Maybe... Near... The... River...?" She said slowly. Unsure of the best places for prey, she just shut her mouth, waiting quietly for Mystheart to decide.

[lone]

(hang on lightning's warrior name is lightningstrike right im like loosing it i s2g haha)


Change. Lightningstrike never had much of a varying opinion on change. She'd hated it for the majority of her life; mainly because she was so tired of it. She'd gone though some rather rough bumps in the road of her childhood, and throughout her apprentice years, she was rather miserable and really was just saddened by the fact that life was only this. Doing the same thing every single day. She found life as it was boring, predictable, confusing, and almost pointless. It'd change too much, but she'd adapt- but right as she adapted life would change once more, and on this circle went- because to an apprentice, apprenticehood seems like eternity, when in reality, it's only a small amount of time in many moons she had yet to live.

She'd always had Caribouheart by her side. The whole entire time. And she trusted him with most of her secrets; but she was extremely careful about how much she pressured him. She didn't want their friendship to be one sided, because she truly did care about him. So every day, she talked to him about how he was doing. Lightning'd ask about his day- anything to learn something new about her old friend. He'd seen her best days- but also her worst, and no matter her thoughts on life that day, he'd always been there to support her. She trusted him with her life.

And- eventually, it hit her. Reality. She was freed from her head, and after her warrior ceremony, she was hit with the fact that all those endless moons of suffering and darkness, she still had tons of moons left- ones that she had control over now. She was free to make her own decisions, and changed what she wanted. But, while Lightning was out exploring the world, and understanding all of the wonderful things she'd missed, she realized that she actually hadn't seen Caribou in some time. She missed him, and she wondered if he felt the same. All of a sudden, she missed the old times. When they'd spend endless nights chatting under the stars, talking about life, and why the world was as it was. That was the only thing she missed from her apprenticehood; Caribou. But then it hit her that she didn't have to miss her childhood, when he was right there. In the clan. With her. In the forest.


It was then that a strong pang struck her heart, and she knew she needed to chat with him. Hang out with him. Go on a walk through the territory with him. All her life, she'd depended on him to plan things, to suggest things, to come up with a plan or things to do. Now, it was her turn, and frankly- she was almost nervous. But, she reminded herself simply that this was Caribouheart she was thinking about. She'd known him since they were kits, and he probably missed her too. So, with a deep inhale, Lightning got to her paws and padded out of the warriors' den, and into the clearing, where she saw his familiar pelt and she padded over with a smile. Sitting down near him, she meowed, "Hey," with a smile. "How're you doing?"
A familiar voice sounded near the tom. A voice that he recognized, a voice that he had known since they were both kits. They had grown up together. Turning his head in the direction of the voice, a pleased expression spread over his features. True; the voice had been hers, there was no doubt of that. But he wasn't sure if it had just been wishful thinking or not and now he was sure. It hadn't been. She was there now, and Caribouheart felt a smile come onto his maw, his expression turning happier then it had in a long time. Oh, he was so glad to see Lightningstrike. "I missed you," He mewed with a pleased purr rumbling in his throat. Technically that didn't really answer her question. Oh how he wanted to just catch up where they had left off, just bring the conversation back to where it had been. But Caribouheart knew that they wouldn't be able to just 'bring it back.'
He was so happy to see his friend. He had to slow down and think, try and process what she was actually saying. "Oh! Oh, I... I'm doing good. Better now." Could he not just move on? Not really. It'd been so long. He wasn't quite sure what to say to her, but throughout the time they had been friends he had always been the one to know what to say. To figure out what the right thing to do was. He'd been pretty good at it throughout his life, and now he was lost for words. Because she was right there. And he hadn't planned this, he had just... thought about it happening. That was all that he had done. It made him feel like an awful friend because, after all, what kind of a friend would let their best friend go through life alone? He hadn't been there in a long time. Trying to argue himself out of this, he thought about the fact that she hadn't been around much either; though that only made him feel more guilty.
She probably had other things to do! He hadn't had anything to do. He easily could have sought her out and asked if she wanted to come on patrol or something. But wait-- was he scared to? After the few moons that it had been, was Caribouheart actually scared to ask her to come with him? "So... so what about you? You've been doing good too, I hope." His expression turned back to it's normally friendly, easygoing one. He didn't want to worry her. Not until he was a little more settled anyways. True, he had always been able to tell her everything. But if she was having a rough day he didn't want to put more on her. But... but I don't want to have any sort of confusion between us! Lightning would tell me if something was wrong. Maybe I should tell her. He thought for a moment. He really didn't want to confuse her, especially after saying that everything was all good, but... but she needed to know.
"Sorry, I was just... I was just thinking. And, um... and I didn't want to bother you with this earlier, but... I guess... I mean, everything isn't really 'good.' I just missed you so much and I was worried something might have happened to you... I didn't know if you were okay, and I just worry about you so much sometimes... you're my best friend and I don't want to see anything bad happen to you." Okay. That'd been a little easier then he had earlier anticipated. Now he was going to have to figure out a way to make her feel a little better, because so far he wasn't exactly being sensitive and calm like he had planned. This couldn't be happening! He needed something, anything to fix this. Because Lightningstrike was going to be worried if he was so nervous. The last thing he wanted to do right now was worry her, this was supposed to be a good thing... he was finally getting to see her again after so long.

[Myst]

Tigerdawn smiled. "Sure," She mewed. "Its Mystheart, right?" Tigerdawn flicked her tail and glanced at the tunnel. "Do you have any ideas of where we could hunt?" She asked. Hmm... Tigerdawn began thinking again. "Maybe... Near... The... River...?" She said slowly. Unsure of the best places for prey, she just shut her mouth, waiting quietly for Mystheart to decide.

"Sure, we could hunt near the river" Mystheart told Tigerdawn as he padded towards the river. "Here, there is plenty of prey to kill!" Mystheart cheerfully told Tigerdawn, signaling her to go ahead.

[Momotaro]

"Yeah, many cats tend to be annoying but luckily there's the others too." Oatpaw sat beside the medicine cat and eyed the plants carefully before looking back at him to answer the question. "It's simple really: I don't like training. The chores are fine but I don't like hunting or fighting." Now that that was out of the way he began following instructions, placing the stray herbs in the rock holes that had the same scent. The scent and overall ease in the den made a faint smile appear on his maw but it faded quickly. "I suppose you get many apprentices or kits in your den?" It was no secret that many others wanted to work as Wheatfurs apprentice.

The tom smiled, "Well its how it is. Its nice to have one time to yourself." He looked over at Jayspot in his nest, Good. He's asleep. The warrior looked at the apprentice, It would be nice to have him as an apprentice, but I hardly know all these herbs myself. Though I've never heard of an apprentice who likes chores. The tom looked curiously at Oatpaw. "Yes, warriors are sensible." He looked at Jayspot, "Well, most of the time. Some apprentices are sensible, like you and Remorapaw. but, cats are different for a reason, they are balanced. So if we have cLogical cats, we must have emotional cats."

[Starfall]

Her gaze had lingered on the spot next to the tom for a moment too long and she started to daydream. About what? Well, she didn’t exactly have much time to think about anything before she found herself jumping as the tom’s voice broke through her thoughts. “Your fur still looks intact to me,” Honeyvenom replied, a teasing look in her amber orbs. A small giggle escaped her mouth at his cheerful words. It was always nice to meet a new friend. Every cat was different in terms of personality, and it was always interesting for Honeyvenom to see the wide range of personalities. The tom in front of her looked a few moons younger than she was. Some cats didn’t like making friends with a cat that had quite a wide age gap between them. But that wasn’t Honeyvenom. No, the she-cat was open hearted and welcomed everyone as a friend. She didn’t judge others, for that would just be plain rude.So without wasting another moment, the she-cat sat down next to the tom, wrapping her tail neatly around her paws. Her amber gaze scanned the camp with a calm look in them. Life was pretty peaceful these days. Ever since SkyClan had come and gotten rid of Ratnight and the other evil leaders, the clans had been at peace. The she-cat had heard here and there that some trouble had been stirred up with ThunderClan and WindClan, but other than that life was generally calm.
Her attention flickered back to the tom as he spoke again. The amusement was clear in her expression as she listened. It wasn’t very often that the she-cat managed to come across a cat as bouncy and enthusiastic as this tom. It took her a few moments to process what he had just said, seeing as he had spoken quickly, but she managed. “Well, I prefer mice since you don’t get feathers stuck between your teeth, and I would much rather prefer to eat a fish,” Honeyvenom said, laughing softly at the end. The optimism that came from Dayhum was something that she hadn’t had a taste of in quite a few moons. It was something that just seemed to automatically brighten up her day. And she liked it. The ginger tabby was sure that she would become great friends with this warrior.
“How are you fairing on this fine day?” She asked as her soft chuckle went away. She herself was doing quite well, seeing as New-Leaf was settling itself in quite nicely. Prey was coming out, making hunting easier. As much as she loved seeing the beautiful snow of Leaf-Bare, she hated seeing her clan mates starving with the lack of food. New-Leaf was always a relief, knowing that prey would once again be plentiful. Glancing up the sky, Honeyvenom could see that there was hardly any clouds in the sky. It was clear and in the distance, the warrior was pretty sure that she could see a flock of birds flying.

Nature was a wonderful thing and something that the ginger tabby appreciated. Where would they be without nature? Living in a twoleg den? It wasn’t very normal for Honeyvenom to make rude judgements and dislike a certain idea, but the idea of living with twolegs sounded unpleasant. Life was probably much louder with those monsters, and the food that she had heard that kittypets ate, didn’t sound very appetising either. Apparently they looked like rabbit dropping. Imagine eating that! No, the life of a warrior was for Honeyvenom, and she definitely wouldn’t have it any other way.
The golden tabby snickered and layed his head down on the ground, the grass tickling his nose. He wasn't really one for much small talk, he found it hard to hold out a conversation if they just talked about the whether and such, small things that held no room to add to. Which is why he often asks questions, well, it wasn't the only reason he asked questions, he wanted to get to know his clanmates better as well, determining the way they may act in certain events depending on the answer to his questions. He loved it, tinkering with his clanmates brains, seeing what made them tick, why they thought the way they did, and often times when they gave him an answer he would want them to explain why, then he would give his answer often times with a in depth explination as to why, but he's realized that most don't like to sit through his statements, and in all honesty he didn't blame them they could get quite boring. When she let out a giggle the golden warrior laughed with her and pointed at a tuft of grass "That may be true but I swear you made me loose a chunk full! See look there! There's a chunk now!" he laughed his tail lashed behind him. He loved joking with his clanmates, but it was true, she scared the pudding out of him he wasn't expecting to be approached so suddenly in the morning. He wasn't really a morning person, he didn't really clean up well, his fur was always ruffled up and messy in the mornings, kind've like how it was now.

Dayhum gave the molly a side glance, his blue orbs flickered with curiosity. She seemed to be lost in thought, and it didn't seem like a good thought either with the way her eyes were flickering. He quirked and eyebrow and lifted his head "Do you think that Ratnight's actions are justified?" he asked, taking a shot out of the blue that that's what she was thinking about, most were at this point of time. The evil doing of the evil leader and his followers, killing innocents, how awful, horrid. He's spoken with many of the past leaders followers, those who state that his reasons were justified and would happily back up the tom. But at the same time there were many cats who were against the leader that could vouch for their actions as well, killing their own clanmates. He found both sides guilty, killing your kin was horrible in every way, neither had room to accuse the opposite side and he found it gross when they did. The stench of lies and hatred often hung in the air when the two sides argued. He hated it. He wondered what side this molly was going to take, which side she was going to vouch for. He layed his head back down upon the grassy earth and waited, waiting to see how she'd react, waiting to see if she'd think about her words, waiting to see if she cares.

In reaction to Honeyvenoms answer he sat up straight as quickly as possible and began to shuffle his paws in the blades of grass "What?? That's no fun!" he whined playfully as he rolled his paws on the earth. His sapphire eye's danced with amusement and curiosity as he looked at the other "Don't you want to know what a fish tastes like? Have you ever tasted fish? I haven't and I wanna know!" he yipped, his tail lashed behind him and a hum escaped his maw. Has she tried fish before? Every other clan except riverclan has run away from fish because of it's awful stench, but maybe it didn't taste that way. He let out a huff and layed himself down once more, his mind wandering elsewhere. If it truly did taste horrid then why were the Riverclan cats still eating it? If they were still eating it didn't it taste good in a sense? The scales he wouldn't really approve of, those were smooth and slimy which he didn't like whatsoever, but other than that it almost seems like they would be eating a larger, taller version of a mouse. Right?

When his new found companion asked a question it ripped him back into reality. He turned his inquisitive yet playful gaze upon the warrior and giggled as he rolled onto his back, his paws now up in the air "I'm doing quite well this evening. You wouldn't believe the story I have to tell you!" he laughed, his orbs focused on the molly beside him once more "I met this odd molly that almost scared off my whole pelt of fur! Could you believe that?" he stated, fake astonishment dripped from his words. His clanmates needed to ease up a bit, especially with all this drama from Windclan breaking out. Jokes were nice to throw out every now and again, he himself definetley needed to loosen up. He had been wound up about his brother, something changed in him, he seemed hollow and oddly enough it was hard for the golden warrior to read his brother, which has only happened once, and that was when Ratnight was in reign. It terrified him, the fact that he couldn't understand what his brother was thinking anymore, he had hoped that Nightcry would understand that it's okay to lean on him every once in a while. Dayhum pushed those negative thoughts away and made sure to come back to those another time, for now he had a new friend to make.

[Random Melody]

Snowstar watched her Clan gather, attempting to calm herself. Her bristling short fur flattened, and she took a deep breath, pricking her ears back up. Now was not the time to get angry. Or was it? Shaking these thoughts, Snowstar gazed down at her Clanmates, and a sudden wave of uneasiness hit her. Now that she was up here, she had no idea what she was going to say. Shifting her paws, the young leader hesitated before clearing her throat and speaking. "As many of you may be aware, our warrior Hiddentalon was murdered and left at the WindClan border. With Finchcall and Stormstrike," She gestured toward the two, her eyes sharpening. "I set out and spoke to Blazingstar today, and he denied it. We didnt leave the border on good terms." Now she paused, thinking before raising her voice. "Any patrols near the WindClan border should consist of at least four cats just in case the rabbit-chasers try anything else. I dont want any apprentices or newly made warriors patrolling that area. And if anyone sees anything, anything, suspicious," She narrowed her eyes, lashing her tail faintly.

"I want to know about it."

[ConfusedCas]

The tom smiled, "Well its how it is. Its nice to have one time to yourself." He looked over at Jayspot in his nest, Good. He's asleep. The warrior looked at the apprentice, It would be nice to have him as an apprentice, but I hardly know all these herbs myself. Though I've never heard of an apprentice who likes chores. The tom looked curiously at Oatpaw. "Yes, warriors are sensible." He looked at Jayspot, "Well, most of the time. Some apprentices are sensible, like you and Remorapaw. but, cats are different for a reason, they are balanced. So if we have cLogical cats, we must have emotional cats."

Oatpaw glanced at Wheatfur, "I suppose." He shrugged, "Wouldn't everything be all that simpler if we had only logical cats?" He sighed and continued sorting the herbs, taking deep breathes to smell the lovely scent. "This is very nice..." He whispered while a small smile pricked the edged of his lips up on his maw. Oatpaw didn't often smile, in fact he was more familiar with glaring, but here he didn't have to worry about hunting or battle training or wind. He wondered if Wheatfur could tell that each leaf in the pile was sorted very precisely from smallest to largest.

[rubinaito]

Snowstar watched her Clan gather, attempting to calm herself. Her bristling short fur flattened, and she took a deep breath, pricking her ears back up. Now was not the time to get angry. Or was it? Shaking these thoughts, Snowstar gazed down at her Clanmates, and a sudden wave of uneasiness hit her. Now that she was up here, she had no idea what she was going to say. Shifting her paws, the young leader hesitated before clearing her throat and speaking. "As many of you may be aware, our warrior Hiddentalon was murdered and left at the WindClan border. With Finchcall and Stormstrike," She gestured toward the two, her eyes sharpening. "I set out and spoke to Blazingstar today, and he denied it. We didnt leave the border on good terms." Now she paused, thinking before raising her voice. "Any patrols near the WindClan border should consist of at least four cats just in case the rabbit-chasers try anything else. I dont want any apprentices or newly made warriors patrolling that area. And if anyone sees anything, anything, suspicious," She narrowed her eyes, lashing her tail faintly.

"I want to know about it."

Neverwing ran a tongue over his jaws, looking up at Snowstar with a mask of worry and apprehension. "Th-there isn't going to be a battle, is there?" The black maine-coon meowed, sounding concerned. However, he was gleeful on the inside- the chance to spill Windclan blood, maybe even kill a cat and pretend he didn't mean it? Oh, he couldn't wait.

[NightWarrior4Life]

Pathos
Pacing back and fourth in the dusty ThunderClan clearing, the ginger Tom placed each paw on the ground with anxiety and fear. How will he ever cope in such a big clan? Is he good enough to be apart of ThunderClan? I need to talk to someone... The medium sized ginger warrior slumped down in the shade, staring at the dry mud floor. It was solid, although there were cracks in places that couldn't be repaired no matter how many times you throw dirt on them, like many scars that wouldn't heal despite the silly amount of herbs that had been applied to them. That pretty much summed up...a lot of HarmonyBlade...a cracked personality that couldn't be fixed even though what he's cracked by isn't even that powerful. They're alive and well, alright so just get it out of your head HarmonyBlade! HarmonyBlade waved his tail to and fro, violently whacking the earth and disturbing the area, so much so that dust flew up into his yellow eyes and seeping into his lungs, suffocating him like a rock or pressure pushing down on his lungs so that he could no longer inhale at all nor exhale efficiently. But most of all, this rock was more than just a burden of weight upon the Tom but a burden that he must live with forever, made of all his past actions and lies.
--
Time went on through the day yet while everyone else moved around and busied themselves with camp chores, HarmonyBlade stayed put. He would let out a long sigh at regular intervals now and then but no movement except for the laboured rise and fall of his flaming chest and the vibrations of his beating, aching heart. No, I'm not sick...
--
The next day was slightly better. A few cats noticed him, giving the fiery Tom concerned looks but none came to share tongues. Until one cat took time out of a busy day of clan responsibilities to talk to HarmonyBlade. HarmonyBlade instantly sat up, head held high and Chest puffed out in fake pride. There was pain behind the pride, pain behind those kind yellow orbs and soft voice that belonged to a worried and caring father. The cat had just exited their den and was striding towards HarmonyBlade.

[Starfall]

pupy

The brown tabby padded into the clearing, a scowl evident on her face. She was annoyed, beyond annoyed in fact. Her siblings had a way of annoying her like no other cat, especially Ratpaw, oh she disliked him the most, so bossy, telling her what to do and expecting her to be a good sister and listen to everything. Of course she wasn't going to do that, listen to her idiot brothers orders, it required work, and she disliked doing that. She let out a huff and quickly replaced her scowl with a sickingly sweet smile, she couldn't seem annoyed with so many of her "friends" nearby. Cloverpaw had layed herself down in a sunny spot, right next to the nursery, her yellow orbs flickered with amusement. She'd play along with her littermates, except this time, she wasn't going to take sides, she was going to create her own gang. She let that idea bubble in her mind before she let out a sigh and shook her head, no, no she wasn't, that required work, which was something she didn't really plan on doing. She let out a sigh and rolled onto her back, her fur fluffed and dirty, but she didn't care, when was it ever neat? She closed her eyes and let out another annoyed huff, her tail lashed behind her "Why must they always be obsessed with becoming leader?" she huffed but then opened an eye "well all of them except Daffodilpaw... but the others are annoying." she stated, worry washing over the tabby, her sister often worried her at times, her kindness could one day be used against her.

Cloverpaw let out a snort and thought deeply about the challenge her brothers came up with. She found it too stupid and seemed like it would take up too much effort in her part. Tricking others into joining her group, imagine how often she'd have to smile, and she already smile more than she ever wanted to. The tabby apprentice put on her usual deadpan face and rolled back over onto her white stomach, her head now resting on her front paws. All this gang rallying stuff just seemed like too much for her, too much of an effort just to amuse her littermates.

[ameko]

Pathos
Pacing back and fourth in the dusty ThunderClan clearing, the ginger Tom placed each paw on the ground with anxiety and fear. How will he ever cope in such a big clan? Is he good enough to be apart of ThunderClan? I need to talk to someone... The medium sized ginger warrior slumped down in the shade, staring at the dry mud floor. It was solid, although there were cracks in places that couldn't be repaired no matter how many times you throw dirt on them, like many scars that wouldn't heal despite the silly amount of herbs that had been applied to them. That pretty much summed up...a lot of HarmonyBlade...a cracked personality that couldn't be fixed even though what he's cracked by isn't even that powerful. They're alive and well, alright so just get it out of your head HarmonyBlade! HarmonyBlade waved his tail to and fro, violently whacking the earth and disturbing the area, so much so that dust flew up into his yellow eyes and seeping into his lungs, suffocating him like a rock or pressure pushing down on his lungs so that he could no longer inhale at all nor exhale efficiently. But most of all, this rock was more than just a burden of weight upon the Tom but a burden that he must live with forever, made of all his past actions and lies.
--
Time went on through the day yet while everyone else moved around and busied themselves with camp chores, HarmonyBlade stayed put. He would let out a long sigh at regular intervals now and then but no movement except for the laboured rise and fall of his flaming chest and the vibrations of his beating, aching heart. No, I'm not sick...
--
The next day was slightly better. A few cats noticed him, giving the fiery Tom concerned looks but none came to share tongues. Until one cat took time out of a busy day of clan responsibilities to talk to HarmonyBlade. HarmonyBlade instantly sat up, head held high and Chest puffed out in fake pride. There was pain behind the pride, pain behind those kind yellow orbs and soft voice that belonged to a worried and caring father. The cat had just exited their den and was striding towards HarmonyBlade.

For the past couple hours, Fennelnose had been keeping busy by... staying in the warriors' den? Well, it wasn't like they were busy, per se; the deputy had crashed after a long past few days filled to the brim with more and more responsibility. It was too much for them, seeing as they had been appointed deputy at the peak of their depression. Ugh. Their mind was clouded with the need for sleep, everything jumbled in their head. The fur on their pelt was ruffled in random directions from their much-needed nap. Since having gotten rid of Pigeonfleck, they hadn't been doing much to help their Clan aside from taking care of their kits and doing the occasional hunt or patrol. Fennelnose's face screwed up in disgust at the mere thought of their ex-mate's name. If only there was some sort of way to make all your memories disappear. Poking their head out of the den, they caught sight of a tom that they had seen earlier in the day... why was he sitting exactly where he had before Fennelnose had taken a nap?

Of course, Fennelnose's pride took over and they hesitated before greeting the tom, grooming their fur to as close to perfection as they could make it in such a short amount of time. A few bits still stuck out, but they ignored it as best as they could, save for the ghost of a frown lingering on their face. Finally, they stood and, with as much confidence as they could muster, trotted over to the warrior. What was their name, again? Because they had become deputy, Fennelnose tasked themself with trying to remember every single cat's name. Every. Single. One. They simply grabbed any name they came across, matched it with a face, and stored it in their mind. It was a hit or miss, seeing as Fennel could easily mistake one cat for another. There were plenty of lookalikes in ThunderClan, they had noted. Once reaching the other feline, they settled themself down on their haunches and opened their mouth to speak.

"I've noticed you being so sedentary, so... isolated as of late." Fennelnose paused to examine the warrior, eyes raking across their pelt. Their name still wasn't revealing itself in their brain. Maybe if they didn't try very hard to remember it, then the name would come to them in due time. "Are you doing alright—mentally, I mean? Or... are you ill? You might want to have a chat with Wheatfur," they meowed. As usual, Fennelnose held no regard for other's feelings, tending to press whoever they felt like with questions galore.

[HwangHarin]

moonfang

Fireclaw patted out of the Warriors den. She had just rested up a bit, and was ready to hunt. But first she needed to fuel up so she could do her best at hunting. She patted up to the fresh kill pile and grabbed a mouse then went and sat down and ate.

[monfang]

moonfang

Fireclaw patted out of the Warriors den. She had just rested up a bit, and was ready to hunt. But first she needed to fuel up so she could do her best at hunting. She patted up to the fresh kill pile and grabbed a mouse then went and sat down and ate.
Lionheart padded in with a few freshkill in his maw, and he put them down in the pile just after Fireclaw left with the mouse. He smiled as e saw her walking away, and he grabbed a squirrel he had caught, leaving everything else back, and he padded after her, and he layed next to her. "Oh, a delicious mouse I see?" he chuckled and took a bite of the squirrel. "Want some?" he asked, smiling as he swallowed.

[HwangHarin]

Lionheart padded in with a few freshkill in his maw, and he put them down in the pile just after Fireclaw left with the mouse. He smiled as e saw her walking away, and he grabbed a squirrel he had caught, leaving everything else back, and he padded after her, and he layed next to her. "Oh, a delicious mouse I see?" he chuckled and took a bite of the squirrel. "Want some?" he asked, smiling as he swallowed.

Fireclaw chuckled. "No, i'm perfectly fine with what I got." She said and took a nice bit, juicy bite from the mouse. She flickered her tail over to the side on her stomach

[monfang]

Fireclaw chuckled. "No, i'm perfectly fine with what I got." She said and took a nice bit, juicy bite from the mouse. She flickered her tail over to the side on her stomach
He chuckled and took another bite of the squirrel before he stood and grabbed her mouse by the tail and jumped a few paces, looking back. "Oh, is this yours?" he asked playfully, ready to bolt if needed.

[HwangHarin]

He chuckled and took another bite of the squirrel before he stood and grabbed her mouse by the tail and jumped a few paces, looking back. "Oh, is this yours?" he asked playfully, ready to bolt if needed.

"Oh come on, I'm just trying to eat." She meowed and signed, and pounced up, and got ready to run, and used her back legs to run after the tom. She knew he was going to bolt anyway through.

[monfang]

"Oh come on, I'm just trying to eat." She meowed and signed, and pounced up, and got ready to run, and used her back legs to run after the tom. She knew he was going to bolt anyway through.
He laughed and jumped ahead, him being much larger than her he stopped dead in his tracks and he shouldered her down but lost his own balance and (after dropping the mouse) he fell, but he used his forepaws to keep his upper half up from crushing her and when he opened his eyes he saw he was nearly nose-to-nose with Fireclaw and he chuckled nervously. "Whoops." he said, his yellow eyes bright.

[HwangHarin]

"Who you calling fat, tuff fur." he chuckles, using his tail to ruffle up her fur and he ran over and grabbed the mouse, and he smiled at her. "You gotta earn it." he chuckled.

"And I thought I could eat peacfully." She said and hopped up and ran after the 'Fat' tom.

[monfang]

"And I thought I could eat peacfully." She said and hopped up and ran after the 'Fat' tom.
"Not when I'm around." he chuckled, and his tail flicked as he dodged her, but did not run. Now he was going to toil with her for fun, because he was having enough of it as it is, but no one can ever have too much fun, can they?

[HwangHarin]

"Not when I'm around." he chuckled, and his tail flicked as he dodged her, but did not run. Now he was going to toil with her for fun, because he was having enough of it as it is, but no one can ever have too much fun, can they?

Fireclaw moaned and turned around to face the tom, her stomach did a small growl and she lowered her ears, then she pounced at the tom

[monfang]

Fireclaw moaned and turned around to face the tom, her stomach did a small growl and she lowered her ears, then she pounced at the tom
His eyes widened as she pounced and she tackled him down, the mouse slipping his maw. He opened his eyes and looked at her, his ears falling back as his fur heated. "Not fair." he grumbled.

[Noki]

Pinethorn blinked and nodded. WindClan was being uncooperative with them, hmm? He would keep a lookout. "Noted." he meowed.

[HwangHarin]

His eyes widened as she pounced and she tackled him down, the mouse slipping his maw. He opened his eyes and looked at her, his ears falling back as his fur heated. "Not fair." he grumbled.

"Totally Far."She purred, flickering her tail, then she noticed he was getting embarrassed, she grinned and hopped off him and VERY quickly grabbed her mouse and raised her head in triumph and ran back to where she was laying to begin with. Keeping her mouse very secure.

[monfang]

"Totally Far."She purred, flickering her tail, then she noticed he was getting embarrassed, she grinned and hopped off him and VERY quickly grabbed her mouse and raised her head in triumph and ran back to where she was laying to begin with. Keeping her mouse very secure.
He gave a snort in slight annoyance and he still had his ears flat and a grump look on his face. "You cheat." he grumbled, and he looked away, although he knew she got him fair and square. He felt a small chuckle slip his lips but he still kept his gaze away.

[HwangHarin]

He gave a snort in slight annoyance and he still had his ears flat and a grump look on his face. "You cheat." he grumbled, and he looked away, although he knew she got him fair and square. He felt a small chuckle slip his lips but he still kept his gaze away.

"That's what a prankster does. " she said through a mouthful of mouse.

[monfang]

"That's what a prankster does. " she said through a mouthful of mouse.
He smiled at her response and chuckled. "I guess it is." he chuckled, and then smiled mischievously before he lunged and pinned her down. "The best part is having the element of surprise." he chuckled, touching his nose to hers.

[HwangHarin]

He smiled at her response and chuckled. "I guess it is." he chuckled, and then smiled mischievously before he lunged and pinned her down. "The best part is having the element of surprise." he chuckled, touching his nose to hers.

Here eyes widened in surprise as he pinned her and touched noses with her. "Now thats cheating you big furball." She said

[Toasty13]

Willowdream walked into the den and yawned. He lay down on the cold rocky flaw and instantly fell asleep.

[Chalcedony]

Aquawind padded into the den to see a ginger fluff ball curled up in the corner. Must be a new warrior, she thought. She sighed and prodded the cat with a paw.

[Toasty13]

Aquawind padded into the den to see a ginger fluff ball curled up in the corner. Must be a new warrior, she thought. She sighed and prodded the cat with a paw.


Willowdream woke up looking at the cat who awoke him from his slumber. He grumbled at the snowy white cat. He looked into her blue eyes and said "Who... Are... You?"

[Chalcedony]

Willowdream woke up looking at the cat who awoke him from his slumber. He grumbled at the snowy white cat. He looked into her blue eyes and said "Who... Are... You?"
Aquawind laughed. "I'm Aquawind. I'm guessing you're new to being a warrior. That's cool. What's your name?" The silk white cat smiled.

[Toasty13]

Aquawind laughed. "I'm Aquawind. I'm guessing you're new to being a warrior. That's cool. What's your name?" The silk white cat smiled.
"Willowdream and I don't like being woken up." He lay his head back on his paws and closed his eyes.

[Chalcedony]

"Willowdream and I don't like being woken up." He lay his head back on his paws and closed his eyes.
Aquawind chuckled. "Feisty. I was just trying to be nice. Besides, a welcome is pretty helpful as being a warrior is hard work." She set her legs and arms down and sat down. "You have to be alert as an attack might come at any second." the cat smiled.

[monfang]

Here eyes widened in surprise as he pinned her and touched noses with her. "Now thats cheating you big furball." She said
He chuckled and let his yellow eyes stare down at her for a small time before he smirked and stepped off gently. He then looked at her and placed a paw on her chest, smiling. "You know, you are the most annoying, blabbering furball on this planet." he said with play in his voice. "I almost feel bad for Icefang!" he said, and he pressed his nose to hers again. "But, I must say, you are pretty fun to be around."

[HwangHarin]

He chuckled and let his yellow eyes stare down at her for a small time before he smirked and stepped off gently. He then looked at her and placed a paw on her chest, smiling. "You know, you are the most annoying, blabbering furball on this planet." he said with play in his voice. "I almost feel bad for Icefang!" he said, and he pressed his nose to hers again. "But, I must say, you are pretty fun to be around."

"I know I'm a blabbering furball. I have a muzzle, I should use it. And I'm FLUFFY." She purred

[monfang]

"I know I'm a blabbering furball. I have a muzzle, I should use it. And I'm FLUFFY." She purred
"Fluffy? Or fat?" he asked, laughing.

[HwangHarin]

"Fluffy? Or fat?" he asked, laughing.

Fireclaw growled very lowly and jumped up and pushed the "large" Tom over on his back and pinned him. "I'm just fluffy. I'm not fat, you stupid Durban." She tried being serious, and giggled and grinned

[monfang]

Fireclaw growled very lowly and jumped up and pushed the "large" Tom over on his back and pinned him. "I'm just fluffy. I'm not fat, you stupid Durban." She tried being serious, and giggled and grinned
"You little..." he growled playfully and he brushed his tail over her face, chuckling. The he moved it slightly, and he looked at her and for a moment he smiled genuinely, but he felt his fur rise in temperature and his ears fell back, but he lifted his head slightly and licked her cheek.

[HwangHarin]

"You little..." he growled playfully and he brushed his tail over her face, chuckling. The he moved it slightly, and he looked at her and for a moment he smiled genuinely, but he felt his fur rise in temperature and his ears fell back, but he lifted his head slightly and licked her cheek.

She purred, then he licked her check, and she jumped off him quickly, so hide her blushing. She laid down a couple foxtails away her muzzle hidden in her paws, to hide her blushing.

(Oh no he broke my bab)

[monfang]

She purred, then he licked her check, and she jumped off him quickly, so hide her blushing. She laid down a couple foxtails away her muzzle hidden in her paws, to hide her blushing.

(Oh no he broke my bab)
{ no she broke him first he just returned the favor }

He watched her jump up and hide her face and he felt ready to do the same. But instead he stood up slowly and padded to her, his blush obvious. "For such a tough fighter, you ran off pretty quick." he said with a nervous chuckle, and he lowered his head down to her, smiling sheepishly, his eyes beaming with is blush.

[HwangHarin]

{ no she broke him first he just returned the favor }

He watched her jump up and hide her face and he felt ready to do the same. But instead he stood up slowly and padded to her, his blush obvious. "For such a tough fighter, you ran off pretty quick." he said with a nervous chuckle, and he lowered his head down to her, smiling sheepishly, his eyes beaming with is blush.

You could tell she was smiling, and you could probably see her blush, even through her red/orange pelt. She still had her muzzle hidden, but her amber orbs looked at him.

[oats]

@pupy (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=129)


The brown tabby padded into the clearing, a scowl evident on her face. She was annoyed, beyond annoyed in fact. Her siblings had a way of annoying her like no other cat, especially Ratpaw, oh she disliked him the most, so bossy, telling her what to do and expecting her to be a good sister and listen to everything. Of course she wasn't going to do that, listen to her idiot brothers orders, it required work, and she disliked doing that. She let out a huff and quickly replaced her scowl with a sickingly sweet smile, she couldn't seem annoyed with so many of her "friends" nearby. Cloverpaw had layed herself down in a sunny spot, right next to the nursery, her yellow orbs flickered with amusement. She'd play along with her littermates, except this time, she wasn't going to take sides, she was going to create her own gang. She let that idea bubble in her mind before she let out a sigh and shook her head, no, no she wasn't, that required work, which was something she didn't really plan on doing. She let out a sigh and rolled onto her back, her fur fluffed and dirty, but she didn't care, when was it ever neat? She closed her eyes and let out another annoyed huff, her tail lashed behind her "Why must they always be obsessed with becoming leader?" she huffed but then opened an eye "well all of them except Daffodilpaw... but the others are annoying." she stated, worry washing over the tabby, her sister often worried her at times, her kindness could one day be used against her.


Cloverpaw let out a snort and thought deeply about the challenge her brothers came up with. She found it too stupid and seemed like it would take up too much effort in her part. Tricking others into joining her group, imagine how often she'd have to smile, and she already smile more than she ever wanted to. The tabby apprentice put on her usual deadpan face and rolled back over onto her white stomach, her head now resting on her front paws. All this gang rallying stuff just seemed like too much for her, too much of an effort just to amuse her littermates.
( sorry for spamming your notifs, formatting was being a little strange >w< )
Midnight-blue paws smoothly carried the lithe molly out of the Apprentice’s den, a façade of utter calm upon her visage. Sloepaw was worried indeed—her dreams ad been restless and filled with discontent. How would she hunt or even think without her insecurities constantly frothing at the surface, simply waiting to come forth. It was easy to keep her expression blank; she had mastered that long ago. Keeping her thoughts in tow was something she just could not do. Ears held up, curious, pale blue eyes darted towards another shecat, the one she had been looking for: Cloverpaw. She was pretty, intelligent, honest. Everything the little blue apprentice wanted to be, and more; a role model, indeed. Sloepaw could tell she was in a good mood, and hoped it was infectious. Her anxiety would not distract her.
Padding over, she let a slight smile of her own creep unto her maw, although Clover’s appeared to be somewhat saccharine. And then, her entire aura changed. Of course. The one thing that was guaranteed to tick Sloepaw off was unpredictability, but what was she to do? She could not change the other feline’s ways. Hearing her velveteen but venomous tone, her tail began to sweep across the hard, sun-baked ground, ears pitching forwards. “Ah, hello, Cloverpaw,” she began, tone formal but with a gentle note she couldn’t quite keep out of her voice. “Do you mind if I sit with you?”
She hoped, or at least knew that her presence could not be bothering the other molly, but who knew? She certainly didn’t.

[RedHead]

RedHead
Cats never knew Raccoonpaw as much as they thought they did, she was like a firework, explosive, unpredictable, wild and once you thought you had her down to the point where you are sure of what she's going to say, she's making a full 180 to surprise you. She didn't like to be expected, she didn't like being normal, she wanted to keep cats on their toes, she didn't want cats to know what she would do next. So when she saw that flicker of surprise on his face, all she could do was smirk, her gaze looking away from him.
"I know I caught you, thought you were slick with your flowery words and whatever." Meowed the apprentice with a snort, shaking her head almost as if she were offended that he'd even try such a thing with her. "Yeah?
Well me either, hunting really isn't my 'go to' thing for fun though. But I guess since I have nothing better to do and I'm tired of hearing elders bickering, I'll go out to chase some mice." Her thoughts on the hunting were clearly that it was a last resort, like she wasn't interested, but when he said something about her matching his skills? Her blue-green eyes quickly focused on him and her ears perked up. If there was one thing that Raccoonpaw loved more than pranking, it was competition, showing off to other cats, bragging. She loved being able to get bragging rights. Ah man,
he got me with that one.
"I bet you couldn't even catch a blind squirrel if it sat right in front of you digging for a nut. Of course I can match your skills, as a matter of fact, I'll throw dirt on your skills and bury them!" Hopping up, the black and grey she-cat stretched, grinning brightly now.

Gotcha. Sunpaw smirked as his tempting words seemed to get through to her. No matter what, Sunpaw would always prevail when flirting. He knew just how to get under another cat's skin, and he was very good with expressions, so when he talked to the cat for the first time, he could easily pinpoint what it is they like to do. And use that information to his advantage. If Sunpaw was evil, he would be a very good manipulator, but no, this tom was not evil. He was just a simple apprentice, out to flirt with she-cats for fun. Her statement about the elders bickering intrigued him. She's probably a troublemaker, if he hears elders bickering that much. Sunpaw avoided the elder's den as much as possible, only going in there when absolutely necessary. Of course, her statement about his "sweet flowery words" was ignored by the golden tom. He did not like to acknowledge the fact that he was discovered.
Sunpaw let mock hurt enter his gaze. "Oh, I am so wounded!" He then smirked, narrowing his eyes playfully. "But my skills are stronger than you think. Unlike you, I enjoy hunting. So, have fun trying to throw dirt on this slick cat." Of course, Sunpaw enjoyed throwing in a boasting word about himself here and there, and that seemed like the perfect moment. "Okay, let's go in the territory, then split up there. Whoever catches the biggest piece of prey wins." Sunpaw meowed, flicking his tail towards the camp entrance. "After you."

[BluBunnie]

"Huh? Oh yeah, guess I was close enough. What about I just call you Bird now? You good with that? Every cat has to have a code name, nickname, something, I think Bird suites you. You're jumpy like one." Still pumped up from the adrenaline that was going through her, her words came out rather fast but she ended slower, jabbing him playfully in the side with a chuckle.
"Cats say my pranks are stupid?" That grin was whipped from her face and was replaced with an exasperated, surprised look, brows arching before she snorted and shook her head. "Pfft cats just don't know how to appreciate good fun these days. They're all 'gotta do my duties, oop I might hurt this cats feeling, oh no getting scared hurts my feelings, how dare you scare me!'" Her tone was mocking and clearly she was rather annoyed by cats not liking her pranks. Flicking her tail, she rolled her eyes a bit and looked off across the clearing distractedly. "They don't know what fun is."
Licking her lips, she looked back to the other apprentice. "Hey, want to go see if we can find some cat in the territory to mess around with? Ohh or better yet, you want to help me think up a way that I can prank Snowstar?
That's my ultimate goal right there." And just like a flick of a switch, her devilish grin was back, her bushy tail flicking one way, then the other.

"I suppose it is alright for you to call me Bird." He stated, he had had to strain to listen to what the she-cat was saying. She spoke so fast when she was excited, the tom felt a bit bad when the she-cats smiled disappeared at his comment about her pranks. He hoped he didn't maker her upset, he smiled a bit when she seemed to brighten up a bit, although he could tell she was annoyed about the fact cats complained about her jokes. "Well, scaring most cats won't really hurt them. Having fun can cause cats to relax a bit and not be so tense. Having fun is a very good thing." He stated in a matter-of-fact tone. The tom was quite hard working and serious but he knew relaxing and having fun was important as well. He thought for a few moments after she asked her questions, he wasn't too good at pranks. "Well, Snowstar is a new leader, I don't think she'll get angry over a small prank but its probably best you don't do the Badger attack prank. I don't think any of the senior warriors will take that very lightly." He said. "Also, if you're going to call me Bird. What should I call you?"

[NightWarrior4Life]

For the past couple hours, Fennelnose had been keeping busy by... staying in the warriors' den? Well, it wasn't like they were busy, per se; the deputy had crashed after a long past few days filled to the brim with more and more responsibility. It was too much for them, seeing as they had been appointed deputy at the peak of their depression. Ugh. Their mind was clouded with the need for sleep, everything jumbled in their head. The fur on their pelt was ruffled in random directions from their much-needed nap. Since having gotten rid of Pigeonfleck, they hadn't been doing much to help their Clan aside from taking care of their kits and doing the occasional hunt or patrol. Fennelnose's face screwed up in disgust at the mere thought of their ex-mate's name. If only there was some sort of way to make all your memories disappear. Poking their head out of the den, they caught sight of a tom that they had seen earlier in the day... why was he sitting exactly where he had before Fennelnose had taken a nap?

Of course, Fennelnose's pride took over and they hesitated before greeting the tom, grooming their fur to as close to perfection as they could make it in such a short amount of time. A few bits still stuck out, but they ignored it as best as they could, save for the ghost of a frown lingering on their face. Finally, they stood and, with as much confidence as they could muster, trotted over to the warrior. What was their name, again? Because they had become deputy, Fennelnose tasked themself with trying to remember every single cat's name. Every. Single. One. They simply grabbed any name they came across, matched it with a face, and stored it in their mind. It was a hit or miss, seeing as Fennel could easily mistake one cat for another. There were plenty of lookalikes in ThunderClan, they had noted. Once reaching the other feline, they settled themself down on their haunches and opened their mouth to speak.

"I've noticed you being so sedentary, so... isolated as of late." Fennelnose paused to examine the warrior, eyes raking across their pelt. Their name still wasn't revealing itself in their brain. Maybe if they didn't try very hard to remember it, then the name would come to them in due time. "Are you doing alright—mentally, I mean? Or... are you ill? You might want to have a chat with Wheatfur," they meowed. As usual, Fennelnose held no regard for other's feelings, tending to press whoever they felt like with questions galore.

"Ah Fennelnose, the loyal deputy of ThunderClan. Only you could be so kind as to help a warrior, such as me, out." The ginger Tom paused then spoke again. "Tell me...a-are you a father? Or a mate? Do you worry everyday about what might happen to your loved ones? What is happening to your loved ones?" his breathing was silent and slow.
(Sorry short)

[Random Melody]

Snowstar shook her head at Neverwing's question. Hopefully there would not be a battle. Even if she did want to claw Blazingstar's ears off at the border, she knew violence was never the solution. "There will not be a battle unless we have more provocation by WindClan." She replied, before raising her voice. "Now, we have a few young cats ready for ceremonies."

Rabbitpaw

"Mistkit," She beckoned the young she-kit forward, trying to put a warm smile on her face. "You have reached the age of six moons. From this day forward, until you have earned your warrior name, you shall be known as Mistpaw. Gazeshadow, you are ready to take on an apprentice, so you will mentor Mistpaw. I hope you will pass down all you know onto her." Clearing her throat, Snowstar turned to the next cat.

fenic!

"Ashpaw," Snowstar mewed, beckoning her forward. "This apprentice has come here from RiverClan." Her gaze flickered, remembering how her sister had joined RiverClan from ThunderClan long ago. Almost ironic. Snowstar chuckled and continued. "And we should all welcome her. Hemlockfrost, you will mentor young Ashpaw, and teach her the ways of ThunderClan." Snowstar took in a deep breath and turned to the next cat, her ice blue eyes clear. For now, her frustration was forgotten. For now.

tawny~

"Leafpaw," Snowstar flicked her tail for the Tom to come forward. The Siamese straightened, giving her chest fur a few licks before continuing. "I call upon my warrior ancestors to look down on this apprentice. He has trained hard to learn the ways of the Warrior Code, and in return, I grant him his warrior name. Leafpaw, do you promise to uphold the warrior code, and protect and defend the Clan, even at the cost of your life?"

"I do."

"Then from this day forward, you will be known as Leafwatcher." Snowstar raised her head. "We honor your intelligence and thoughtfulness, and welcome you as a full warrior of ThunderClan." With the ceremonies done, Snowstar nodded. "Clan meeting dismissed." The young leader tensed and leaped down from the Highpeak, turning and slipping into her den in silence.

[Ag75 -- GONE]

Oh my StarClan, OH MY STARCLAN! A million things rushed through the young cat- Mistpaw-'s head. I've got to tell Nightshade- no, silly, he already knows. When does training start? Why do I care? I'm an apprentice! Oh, gee! No more stinky nursery! Apprentice den, here I come! The molly forced herself to remain calm until the leader dismissed the clan. OhMyGoshOhMyGoshOhMyGosh!!!! I can't believe this is happening!She looked eagerly around for her mentor.

[Toasty13]

Aquawind chuckled. "Feisty. I was just trying to be nice. Besides, a welcome is pretty helpful as being a warrior is hard work." She set her legs and arms down and sat down. "You have to be alert as an attack might come at any second." the cat smiled.


"I am alert, but I don't think anyone would attack me in the safety of my home. Plus you are here. So good night." One eyeroll later and he was back asleep.

[Noki]

"Mistpaw, Ashpaw, Leafwatcher!" he cheered loudly, giving a small smile. New life was coming, and boy was Pinethorn happy.

[Chalcedony]

"I am alert, but I don't think anyone would attack me in the safety of my home. Plus you are here. So good night." One eyeroll later and he was back asleep.
Aquawind laughed. "Willowdream, it's daytime. Snowstar sent out orders for us to hunt. I think we should go out to the ThunderClan territory and hunt for food."

[Toasty13]

Aquawind laughed. "Willowdream, it's daytime. Snowstar sent out orders for us to hunt. I think we should go out to the ThunderClan territory and hunt for food."

"We're cats we are nocturnal. Why are we hunting in the day? But if it was an order... Fine." Willowdream grudgingly got up and walked to the door of the den. "Coming?"

[Chalcedony]

"We're cats we are nocturnal. Why are we hunting in the day? But if it was an order... Fine." Willowdream grudgingly got up and walked to the door of the den. "Coming?"
Aquawind couldn't contain her laughter as she heard the ignorant cat's meows. She nodded and headed towards the territory.

[Silverfur & Co]

Silverfur cleans her paws and she looks around

[The Cannibal]

Gotcha. Sunpaw smirked as his tempting words seemed to get through to her. No matter what, Sunpaw would always prevail when flirting. He knew just how to get under another cat's skin, and he was very good with expressions, so when he talked to the cat for the first time, he could easily pinpoint what it is they like to do. And use that information to his advantage. If Sunpaw was evil, he would be a very good manipulator, but no, this tom was not evil. He was just a simple apprentice, out to flirt with she-cats for fun. Her statement about the elders bickering intrigued him. She's probably a troublemaker, if he hears elders bickering that much. Sunpaw avoided the elder's den as much as possible, only going in there when absolutely necessary. Of course, her statement about his "sweet flowery words" was ignored by the golden tom. He did not like to acknowledge the fact that he was discovered.
Sunpaw let mock hurt enter his gaze. "Oh, I am so wounded!" He then smirked, narrowing his eyes playfully. "But my skills are stronger than you think. Unlike you, I enjoy hunting. So, have fun trying to throw dirt on this slick cat." Of course, Sunpaw enjoyed throwing in a boasting word about himself here and there, and that seemed like the perfect moment. "Okay, let's go in the territory, then split up there. Whoever catches the biggest piece of prey wins." Sunpaw meowed, flicking his tail towards the camp entrance. "After you."

If any cat knew Raccoonpaw, they would instantly know that the way to her heart was through competition, pranking, and mischief. If you mentioned any one of those around her, she'd be all for it, it was just in her nature to love such good fun and trickery! Kind, sweet words meant nothing to her, she could care less about them as she's already demonstrated to the other apprentice.
Currently she was as perked up as she had been this morning, renewed with energy and excitement now that she finally had something interesting to do! He thinks he can win this huh? Oh I'll make him eat those words,
shove them right down his throat and then dance all over it!
The she cat mimicked his smirk as he narrowed his eyes playfully. "Oh whatever you big lark, you just think you're good at hunting! I bet you're no better at hunting than a kit! Watch me, I'll bury you alive!" That smirk just turned into a wide grin, her tail flicking back and forth and her ears swiveling a bit. "Sounds good to me, now watch, I'll come home with the biggest bird you have ever seen and you'll come back with a leafbare scrawny mouse!" Meowed the grey and black apprentice, shoving at him with a paw as she padded past him, headed out for the territory with a sharp gleam in her eyes. She was going to show this tom up. Just wait.

[ameko]

"Ah Fennelnose, the loyal deputy of ThunderClan. Only you could be so kind as to help a warrior, such as me, out." The ginger Tom paused then spoke again. "Tell me...a-are you a father? Or a mate? Do you worry everyday about what might happen to your loved ones? What is happening to your loved ones?" his breathing was silent and slow.
(Sorry short)

[don't worry about post lengths! it's a bit freeing to not be pressured to reply with a lot of paragraphs anyway ^^]

Fennelnose observed Harmonyblade with an emotionless stare. Although it was hard to realize, the feline did have some emotions, as conveyed in their earlier sentences. They worried for the cats in the Clan like a mother fretting over her kits, but they concealed it with ease. If anything, all they would have to do was direct that compassion towards their family and Dawncloud—well, Fennelnose could basically consider her a sister to them—so that nobody would realize how much they cared for others and how little for themselves. It was an act of selflessness, only having grown since leaving their... their mate, and becoming deputy to Snowstar, someone who looked to be unpredictable. StarClan, it hurt to think of Pigeonfleck. But they supposed that they would have to anyway at Harmonyblade's questions. They closed their eyes; inhale. Just don't say his name and it will be fine.

They opened their eyes; exhale. "Yes..." they began, voice quiet and cracking. Fennelnose dug their claws into the ground and tried again, leveling their stare. "Yes. I am a parent to Jayspot and Remorapaw. I... don't have a mate. Not anymore." With their mouth pressed together in a line, they looked unwilling to expound on that subject. "What about you? Is this why you're looking ill?"

[The Cannibal]

"I suppose it is alright for you to call me Bird." He stated, he had had to strain to listen to what the she-cat was saying. She spoke so fast when she was excited, the tom felt a bit bad when the she-cats smiled disappeared at his comment about her pranks. He hoped he didn't maker her upset, he smiled a bit when she seemed to brighten up a bit, although he could tell she was annoyed about the fact cats complained about her jokes. "Well, scaring most cats won't really hurt them. Having fun can cause cats to relax a bit and not be so tense. Having fun is a very good thing." He stated in a matter-of-fact tone. The tom was quite hard working and serious but he knew relaxing and having fun was important as well. He thought for a few moments after she asked her questions, he wasn't too good at pranks. "Well, Snowstar is a new leader, I don't think she'll get angry over a small prank but its probably best you don't do the Badger attack prank. I don't think any of the senior warriors will take that very lightly." He said. "Also, if you're going to call me Bird. What should I call you?"
"Of course it's alright, it's not a bad name, it's not like I'm calling you crow food or something!" Meowed the she-cat with a small snort and a roll of her eyes, she had confidence that all of the names she gave to other cats were in fact good names and names that shouldn't offend others, even though she never really was the best judge in that field.
"I know it won't hurt them! That's why I do it and yet they act like I've committed like treason against the whole of Thunderclan or something! Hoity toity is all they are. Makes me want to prank them even more just to piss them off." A devilish smirk perked up her lips a bit before she shook her head and glanced at him. "Nah I usually don't like the use the same prank twice anyways, it gets kind of boring and predictable.. No, it'll be something fun, something amazing that she'll just have to laugh and accept that I'm the best prankster this clan has to offer. Maybe she'll actually appreciate my humor!"
There was a pause as if she were trying to come up with a prank right on the spot, her bushy tail flicking first one way and then the next, but she looked back at him when he asked her the question. Grinning, the she-cat held her head high. "You can call me Imp or Coon, don't care which one, but make sure it's only one of those two, I don't accept any others. Now we have our names situated lets see, lets see.. I don't want to scare her, I want to do something that would make her laugh.. This is going to take some time. This has got to be the best prank I've pulled yet, it won't just come by me just sitting here.." Already, the she-cat was pacing. "Maybe I can rig something that covers her in feathers when she walks past? No that doesn't sound good.. Hrm... Maybe I can catch a bunch of butterflies and release them into her cave and act like they killed me? So that she thinks they're killer butterflies? Now that would be fun! What do you think? Come on Bird, give me some ideas." She stopped pacing momentarily to look at her fellow apprentice.

[yummyluc]

[ tawny~ ]

Attentive metallic eyes scanned the clearing, a flat expression across the tom's face, lying in the shade, tail curling and uncurling lazily against the ground. He was looking for someone, not just anyone, but his own son. A low hum of a purr rumbled in Shredfern's throat, his eyes finally settling on the familiar pelt of his kit. He sighed, finally a warrior. Shredfern could hardly believe it, was he really that old?

Heaving himself off the ground with only a few pops of his bones, he decided yes, he was that old. He admired his son for a few moments. Had he changed since his nursery times? Shredfern could hardly tell, he'd raised him, spent as much time with him as he could, and he genuinely made sure Leafki-- no, Leafwatcher, not a kit anymore, knew his father loved him. Lately, they'd drifted away, rarely seeing one another since his apprenticeship, Shredfern handling more and more duties of his own, and aging into an elder. He swore he saw greying fur on his muzzle the other sunrise.

Sitting up with a grin, Shredfern's eyes glinted as he called over his son. He was still his kit, and therefore, he'd treat him as such. Well, not too much, he was still a capable young warrior, "Leafwatcher!" Shredfern's voice rasped slightly, making him cough roughly. Perhaps he was older than he wanted to believe..

[HwangHarin]

You could tell she was smiling, and you could probably see her blush, even through her red/orange pelt. She still had her muzzle hidden, but her amber orbs looked at him.

{Bump for moonfang }

[TheDerpyCatPlayz]

Streaktuft walked into the warriors den he was tiered and yawned

[Starfall]

( sorry for spamming your notifs, formatting was being a little strange >w< )
Midnight-blue paws smoothly carried the lithe molly out of the Apprentice’s den, a façade of utter calm upon her visage. Sloepaw was worried indeed—her dreams ad been restless and filled with discontent. How would she hunt or even think without her insecurities constantly frothing at the surface, simply waiting to come forth. It was easy to keep her expression blank; she had mastered that long ago. Keeping her thoughts in tow was something she just could not do. Ears held up, curious, pale blue eyes darted towards another shecat, the one she had been looking for: Cloverpaw. She was pretty, intelligent, honest. Everything the little blue apprentice wanted to be, and more; a role model, indeed. Sloepaw could tell she was in a good mood, and hoped it was infectious. Her anxiety would not distract her.
Padding over, she let a slight smile of her own creep unto her maw, although Clover’s appeared to be somewhat saccharine. And then, her entire aura changed. Of course. The one thing that was guaranteed to tick Sloepaw off was unpredictability, but what was she to do? She could not change the other feline’s ways. Hearing her velveteen but venomous tone, her tail began to sweep across the hard, sun-baked ground, ears pitching forwards. “Ah, hello, Cloverpaw,” she began, tone formal but with a gentle note she couldn’t quite keep out of her voice. “Do you mind if I sit with you?”
She hoped, or at least knew that her presence could not be bothering the other molly, but who knew? She certainly didn’t.

[Thats quite alright /v\ no need to apologize]
The tabby lashed her tail and scowled once more, there was no point to her siblings little challenges, just thinking about it annoyed her. All the work that she'd have to put into doing that, just to please her idiot brother, she didn't approve of being his entertainment, and thinking about it, she didn't approve o fbeing his pawn. She was always doing what Ratpaw wanted, always doing what he wished, doing his tasks for him, dealing with others when he didn't want to, it peeved her off. She opened her eyes as she heard approaching paw steps, a familiar face cam into view. Sloepaw, the name always ran off of the apprentices tongue nicely, she was a polite molly, always willing to help, which she appreciated. Her and the other apprentices relationship reminded her of her own relationship with her brother, except she planned on being a little nicer than her brother, instead of barking orders she'd poison the molly with words, that's how she worked anyways. She had always managed to get other gullible apprentices to do her work most of the time, they needed the work anyways, and her next target may have just walked right into her web.

Cloverpaw rolled back onto her stomach and gave the other apprentice a soft smile, her amber hues glittered with untold plots and ideas. She wouldn't d what her brother wanted, gather cats for him, he knew that she had a way with words, and she knew it too, but instead of doing it for her brother, she'd help herself out for once. There were a few jobs her mentor had ordered her to do, she planned on getting the gentle molly to do her work for her, and she definetley wasn't going to join in her litter mates stupid, pointless, game. "Hello Sloepaw, so nice of you to join the delightful conversation I was just holding with myself." she answered, her words dripped with honey and insincereness, although she was thankful for the Molly's appearance, the brown tabby wasn't in the best of moods at the moment, although she did know it was rude to take if off on an unsuspecting clanmate she couldn't help it, although she tried her hardest to cover up the rudeness with honey and sweetness she didn't know if it was going to work.

[lone]

The sandy colored apprentice sat in the clearing, her hues glancing around like she was looking for something-- or someone. Had Aime'Storm been around, she might have wanted to do some training. As it was, she was just sitting around... though during the heat of the day, this was nothing unusual. Due to Kestrelpaw's shorter pelt, it wasn't quite so hard for her to get along in the warmer moons. This was her first green-leaf that she could actually remember, and she wasn't too bothered by it. Though she knew cats with longer pelts were probably more bothered then they showed. That was why she felt the slightest bit out of place sitting in the clearing with her short, light pelt while there were others out doing something useful. Still, her mentor was probably not too willing to train at the moment. Because what seemed like pleasant warmth to Kestrelpaw was scorching heat to others.

@ladybugg03 (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=2993)

[ladybugg03]

[CE]The sandy colored apprentice sat in the clearing, her hues glancing around like she was looking for something-- or someone. Had Aime'Storm been around, she might have wanted to do some training. As it was, she was just sitting around... though during the heat of the day, this was nothing unusual. Due to Kestrelpaw's shorter pelt, it wasn't quite so hard for her to get along in the warmer moons. This was her first green-leaf that she could actually remember, and she wasn't too bothered by it. Though she knew cats with longer pelts were probably more bothered then they showed. That was why she felt the slightest bit out of place sitting in the clearing with her short, light pelt while there were others out doing something useful. Still, her mentor was probably not too willing to train at the moment. Because what seemed like pleasant warmth to Kestrelpaw was scorching heat to others.[/CENTER]

@ladybugg03 (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=2993)

A small gray she-cat padded into the clearing. Her mouth was full of fresh kill and her posture, as always, was mature and filled with pride. The apprentice set down the prey in the pile and picked two mice out of the pile. Her eyes searched to clearing full of cats and landed on Kestrelpaw. Asterpaw trotted over to her friend and set down the meal. "Fresh mouse on a hot day," she stated. The feline smiled as she sat down next to the other apprentice.

[lone]

A small gray she-cat padded into the clearing. Her mouth was full of fresh kill and her posture, as always, was mature and filled with pride. The apprentice set down the prey in the pile and picked two mice out of the pile. Her eyes searched to clearing full of cats and landed on Kestrelpaw. Asterpaw trotted over to her friend and set down the meal. "Fresh mouse on a hot day," she stated. The feline smiled as she sat down next to the other apprentice.
The feline looked up, clearly surprised at her friend's sudden appearance. "Look who's here," She mewed in her normal, calm tone. Her voice very rarely showed much emotion-- despite her outward appearance of excitement, or confusion, her tone remained the same. Except with her mentor... she'd found it fluctuating up and down at times which was equally annoying and close-to intolerable. "But thanks for the delivery, Asterpaw. You didn't have to." She mewed. Kestrelpaw normally would have practiced her hunting first... true, at this point, there were more misses then sucessful hunts, but at least she was trying! And failing. Trying was what mattered more though... right? Of course Kestrelpaw hated to fail and didn't talk about her failures to anyone, not even one of her best friends. Asterpaw was a good cat, that much she knew. She would make a good warrior someday. And the thought of that made Kestrelpaw absolutely, positively happy. Expression changing, her eyes looked somewhat worried as she glanced across the clearing. "You haven't seen Aime'Storm anywhere today, have you?" The young feline knew her mentor had been hanging out with another cat, but she'd been getting a lot of time off lately. Perhaps it was just the heat. Still, it wouldn't hurt to ask Asterpaw if Aime'Storm was even around or if he had disappeared to somewhere cooler.

[ladybugg03]

The feline looked up, clearly surprised at her friend's sudden appearance. "Look who's here," She mewed in her normal, calm tone. Her voice very rarely showed much emotion-- despite her outward appearance of excitement, or confusion, her tone remained the same. Except with her mentor... she'd found it fluctuating up and down at times which was equally annoying and close-to intolerable. "But thanks for the delivery, Asterpaw. You didn't have to." She mewed. Kestrelpaw normally would have practiced her hunting first... true, at this point, there were more misses then sucessful hunts, but at least she was trying! And failing. Trying was what mattered more though... right? Of course Kestrelpaw hated to fail and didn't talk about her failures to anyone, not even one of her best friends. Asterpaw was a good cat, that much she knew. She would make a good warrior someday. And the thought of that made Kestrelpaw absolutely, positively happy. Expression changing, her eyes looked somewhat worried as she glanced across the clearing. "You haven't seen Aime'Storm anywhere today, have you?" The young feline knew her mentor had been hanging out with another cat, but she'd been getting a lot of time off lately. Perhaps it was just the heat. Still, it wouldn't hurt to ask Asterpaw if Aime'Storm was even around or if he had disappeared to somewhere cooler.

Asterpaw looked up from her meal with a full mouth. She paused as she looked at Kestrelpaw. Then she realized she probably looked ridiculous with her cheeks bulging. She swallowed quickly and said, "Oh-um..." The gray cat thought. "No. Actually I haven't seen Aime'Storm." She hadn't realized this before and became concerned. Now that she thought about it, Asterpaw hadn't seen Kestrelpaw around the Training Hollow for some time. She frowned.

[lone]

Asterpaw looked up from her meal with a full mouth. She paused as she looked at Kestrelpaw. Then she realized she probably looked ridiculous with her cheeks bulging. She swallowed quickly and said, "Oh-um..." The gray cat thought. "No. Actually I haven't seen Aime'Storm." She hadn't realized this before and became concerned. Now that she thought about it, Asterpaw hadn't seen Kestrelpaw around the Training Hollow for some time. She frowned.
"It's no big deal. He's got thick fur, I'm sure he's just... resting. That's probably it." Her voice was calm, although her mind was racing. What was going on with her mentor? See, Kestrelpaw didn't exactly 'believe' in love. And not the type where it was 'I don't trust love,' she simply didn't believe it existed. After all, what need was there to have a mate other then to carry on your bloodline? There was none. Female couples were crazy, in her opinion. Mental trauma, really... there was something wrong with them. Kestrelpaw's expression changed and she glanced up at Asterpaw again. "We should probably go hunting after this." Glancing over her friend's grey pelt a seemingly puzzled look passed over her features and she quickly continued. "If, that is, you can handle the heat? I mean, my pelt is shorter. I'm adapted better for the warmer moons. You... I don't know about." And there was Kestrelpaw, always saying what she thought. It was as though she had no filter whatsoever. And, most of the time, the young feline really didn't. In her mind it was correct to say what she meant.

[ladybugg03]

"It's no big deal. He's got thick fur, I'm sure he's just... resting. That's probably it." Her voice was calm, although her mind was racing. What was going on with her mentor? See, Kestrelpaw didn't exactly 'believe' in love. And not the type where it was 'I don't trust love,' she simply didn't believe it existed. After all, what need was there to have a mate other then to carry on your bloodline? There was none. Female couples were crazy, in her opinion. Mental trauma, really... there was something wrong with them. Kestrelpaw's expression changed and she glanced up at Asterpaw again. "We should probably go hunting after this." Glancing over her friend's grey pelt a seemingly puzzled look passed over her features and she quickly continued. "If, that is, you can handle the heat? I mean, my pelt is shorter. I'm adapted better for the warmer moons. You... I don't know about." And there was Kestrelpaw, always saying what she thought. It was as though she had no filter whatsoever. And, most of the time, the young feline really didn't. In her mind it was correct to say what she meant.

Asterpaw smiled. She loved that her friend said whatever was on her mind. She was always wanting other to be honest and it never got any more honest than Kestrelpaw. Although, sometimes her friend's mouth got her in trouble. "My coat isn't that much thicker," she meowed. "I bet I can catch something quicker than you in this heat." Asterpaw raised her eyebrows in a challenge.
(Pssst! I change her photo. http://farm1.staticflickr.com/105/279389567_5497e73f48.jpg I didn't pick the other one. It wasn't right.)

[lone]

Asterpaw smiled. She loved that her friend said whatever was on her mind. She was always wanting other to be honest and it never got any more honest than Kestrelpaw. Although, sometimes her friend's mouth got her in trouble. "My coat isn't that much thicker," she meowed. "I bet I can catch something quicker than you in this heat." Asterpaw raised her eyebrows in a challenge.
(Pssst! I change her photo. http://farm1.staticflickr.com/105/279389567_5497e73f48.jpg (http://farm1.staticflickr.com/105/279389567_5497e73f48.jpg) I didn't pick the other one. It wasn't right.)
Kestrelpaw's expression changed to one of skeptical surprise. It was odd looking, and an almost condescending expression, but she shrugged it off and returned to her normal one in a moment. "True, but it is darker, so you would get overheated quicker." Her mew was calm, cool, and collected. She didn't seem to be thinking that she might be offending Asterpaw. Her best friend was, well... her best friend! There was nothing either could say or do to seriously hurt the other. And Kestrelpaw had tested the limits of their friendship more then once, that much was certain. The cat was a walking disaster, to be honest. But, she was intelligent. She was determined. And she spoke her mind. Those three things put together would be getting her places someday, but for the moment, they mostly just annoyed other cats her age. She would always have Sunpaw... Firepaw... Asterpaw... and she was having trouble thinking of the others. What a surprise. There was Aime'Storm, but he wasn't her age. "I will take you up on that challenge, though. You said, and I quote 'I bet I can catch something quicker then you in this heat,' correct?" She asked, her voice as calm and collected as always. Kestrelpaw's competitive nature wasn't exactly the fun-filled experience that every cat wanted in a friend. It was though she were a robot, and if not for the soft feel of her fur and the slight changes in tone and sometimes expression, she might have been.

[ladybugg03]

Kestrelpaw's expression changed to one of skeptical surprise. It was odd looking, and an almost condescending expression, but she shrugged it off and returned to her normal one in a moment. "True, but it is darker, so you would get overheated quicker." Her mew was calm, cool, and collected. She didn't seem to be thinking that she might be offending Asterpaw. Her best friend was, well... her best friend! There was nothing either could say or do to seriously hurt the other. And Kestrelpaw had tested the limits of their friendship more then once, that much was certain. The cat was a walking disaster, to be honest. But, she was intelligent. She was determined. And she spoke her mind. Those three things put together would be getting her places someday, but for the moment, they mostly just annoyed other cats her age. She would always have Sunpaw... Firepaw... Asterpaw... and she was having trouble think king of the othats. What a surprise. There was Aime'Storm, but he wasn't her age. "I will take you up on that challenge, though. You said, and I quote 'I bet I can catch something quicker then you in this heat,' correct?" She asked, her voice as calm and collected as always. Kestrelpaw's competitive nature wasn't exactly the fun-filled experience that every cat wanted in a friend. It was though she were a robot, and if not for the soft feel of her fur and the slight changes in tone and sometimes expression, she might have been.
Asterpaw nodded. After scarfing down what was left of her mouse, sh stood up and stretched. The warmness of the evening soaked her bones and made her yawn. All she wanted to do was sleep but it would be good for her and her friend to get some practice. Asterpaw was always choosing her duties over rest. She believed that the clan should come before anything else. After shaking out her gray coat to wake herself up, the young cat walked toward the entrance. "Come on," she called over her shoulder. "Last one to catch some fresh kill is mouse-dung!" And with that she ran out of camp. That was the only way to get her friend to practice. Asterpaw knew that Kestrelpaw hadn't been very lucky with her hunts lately and thought some competition would get her back on her paws.

[Momotaro]

Oatpaw glanced at Wheatfur, "I suppose." He shrugged, "Wouldn't everything be all that simpler if we had only logical cats?" He sighed and continued sorting the herbs, taking deep breathes to smell the lovely scent. "This is very nice..." He whispered while a small smile pricked the edged of his lips up on his maw. Oatpaw didn't often smile, in fact he was more familiar with glaring, but here he didn't have to worry about hunting or battle training or wind. He wondered if Wheatfur could tell that each leaf in the pile was sorted very precisely from smallest to largest.
{End}
Wheatfur smiled, and looked at Oatpaws work. All the herbs were in the exact piles, from smallest to largest, and in the correct groups. They were orderly and neat. Very much Oatpaw himself, the tom found it ironic that the former warrior, and ferocious battler was more laid back than Oatpaw, a small and orderly apprentice. "Well, thats quite good, thank you Oatpaw." The tom peered curiously at him. "Do you want to go? I have to heal some patients." Wheatfur shuffled his paws, the tom wasn't used to having a well respected rank, and was unused to his higher status. The tom watched Oatpaw leave and watched curiously. I wonder why he's like that?

[oats]

[Thats quite alright /v\ no need to apologize]

The tabby lashed her tail and scowled once more, there was no point to her siblings little challenges, just thinking about it annoyed her. All the work that she'd have to put into doing that, just to please her idiot brother, she didn't approve of being his entertainment, and thinking about it, she didn't approve o fbeing his pawn. She was always doing what Ratpaw wanted, always doing what he wished, doing his tasks for him, dealing with others when he didn't want to, it peeved her off. She opened her eyes as she heard approaching paw steps, a familiar face cam into view. Sloepaw, the name always ran off of the apprentices tongue nicely, she was a polite molly, always willing to help, which she appreciated. Her and the other apprentices relationship reminded her of her own relationship with her brother, except she planned on being a little nicer than her brother, instead of barking orders she'd poison the molly with words, that's how she worked anyways. She had always managed to get other gullible apprentices to do her work most of the time, they needed the work anyways, and her next target may have just walked right into her web.


Cloverpaw rolled back onto her stomach and gave the other apprentice a soft smile, her amber hues glittered with untold plots and ideas. She wouldn't d what her brother wanted, gather cats for him, he knew that she had a way with words, and she knew it too, but instead of doing it for her brother, she'd help herself out for once. There were a few jobs her mentor had ordered her to do, she planned on getting the gentle molly to do her work for her, and she definetley wasn't going to join in her litter mates stupid, pointless, game. "Hello Sloepaw, so nice of you to join the delightful conversation I was just holding with myself." she answered, her words dripped with honey and insincereness, although she was thankful for the Molly's appearance, the brown tabby wasn't in the best of moods at the moment, although she did know it was rude to take if off on an unsuspecting clanmate she couldn't help it, although she tried her hardest to cover up the rudeness with honey and sweetness she didn't know if it was going to work.
It was strange indeed, seeing that the she-cat didn’t appear to be speaking at all, but Sloepaw shrugged quite smoothly, daintily sinking to the ground and arranging her paws to look as mature as she possibly could— Sloe wanted to be worth Cloverpaw’s time, and it was clear that she needed intellectual company. Clover was… friendly, she supposed. She was charming, and her manner was almost magnetic. What was she not to like? Her gut reaction had served her well, but there felt like there was something amiss: something she wasn’t quite catching. The blue molly didn’t know her family or other friends well, but it would simply be quite rude to make assumptions and potentially insult someone quite important to the tabby just to serve her own ends.
Quirking her head and flicking an ear, she heard the smoothness of Cloverpaw’s tone and the somewhat artificial warmth it held. Something was afoot, but Sloe knew it wasn’t malicious. It simply couldn’t be: perhaps she was being too trusting, too open, but one look at the way the sunlight brightened her eyes weakened her resolve. Sloepaw hadn’t met with her mentor that morning, and there seemed to be nothing to do in the moons approaching her assessment aside from refining technique and hunting, which was to say, literally more of nothing.
Returning Clover’s strained smile with an effortless one of her own, Sloe silently cursed her social ineptitude, fumbling for a reply. “A-am I intruding or something? I’m sorry, b-but, I don’t quite know how to respond.” Tittering, she looked away, close but feeling so very far. “It’s probably rude of me to just strut in like this, and I may be interrupting your train of thought, but.. I don’t really have anything to busy myself, and…”
She was rambling, and it was stupid, but she had trailed off and maybe, just maybe, that would make things easier for the other she-cat.