ThunderClan: Life Before 2020's Fire

[Mayflower]

Milky Way
Whitebird walked around the clearing looking for someone to talk to. Seeing Fernglow she walked over wanting to get to know her sisters mate.
Fernglow looked over, spotting Whitebird coming up to him. "Heelo Whitebird, how are you?"

[Random Melody]

Random Melchester
"Bubblestep!"
Bubblestep turned, her eyes shinning as Nightshade approached her. "Hello, Nightshade."
"Congratulations on deputy," Nightshade smiled, flicking his tail across her shoulder. "Who knew a pint sized little bug would get that title?"
"Hey!" Bubblestep's joy quickly turned to annoyance. She glared up at him, tail fluffing.
"I'm kidding, I'm kidding!" Nightshade purred. "I'm happy for you. Your my best friend, remember?"
"Bubble!!" Suddenly, Turtlesong crashed into her littermate, Tinyclaw approaching moments later.
"Turtlesong!" Bubblestep exclaimed, pushing her paws against her sister's muzzle. "Get off!"
"But I'm so happy for you!" Turtlesong purred, rubbing her head against Bubble's "deputy is a big responsibility you know! So," she climbed of and let Bubblestep stand. "What are you going to do first?"
"Pardon?" Bubblestep blinked, then it hit her. Her entire life and responsibilities just changed. She had no idea where to start!
Nightshade must have noticed, because he spoke up. "How about leading a patrol?"
"A patrol!" Bubblestep nodded, "good idea. I could lead a hunting patrol. But who with?" She began scanning the area, until her eyes landed on two toms in particular. "Roarclaw! Blackstorm!"

Blackstorm had been quietly laying beside the warriors den, stretched out lazily beside Roarclaw, head on his paws, eyes shut.
Roarclaw sat in silence, watching his brother with a small frown. The gears in his head were turning, thinking deeply. Was Blackstorm someone he could trust after everything? He wanted to. StarClan knows he wanted to. Blackstorm had been his favorite brother when they were younger. But now.. The Tom was brought out of his thoughts when he heard the voice of Bubblestep - The new deputy, and Roarclaw's ears pricked, head swiveling around.
Blackstorm cracked his amber eyes open, sitting up. "Now what?" He grumbled, licking the fur on his chest and shaking his fur out with a sigh.
"Be nice." Roarclaw glanced at him, amber eyes meeting his brother's identical ones, allowing his golden tail to flick lightly over his brother's ears before standing and trotting forward, giving Bubblestep a warm smile as he ducked his head. "Yes, Bubblestep?"
Blackstorm shrugged, giving a yawn as he followed with a lazy flick of his tail, blinking back the sleepiness in his eyes.

[Stario&Co.]

Blackstorm had been quietly laying beside the warriors den, stretched out lazily beside Roarclaw, head on his paws, eyes shut.
Roarclaw sat in silence, watching his brother with a small frown. The gears in his head were turning, thinking deeply. Was Blackstorm someone he could trust after everything? He wanted to. StarClan knows he wanted to. Blackstorm had been his favorite brother when they were younger. But now.. The Tom was brought out of his thoughts when he heard the voice of Bubblestep - The new deputy, and Roarclaw's ears pricked, head swiveling around.
Blackstorm cracked his amber eyes open, sitting up. "Now what?" He grumbled, licking the fur on his chest and shaking his fur out with a sigh.
"Be nice." Roarclaw glanced at him, amber eyes meeting his brother's identical ones, allowing his golden tail to flick lightly over his brother's ears before standing and trotting forward, giving Bubblestep a warm smile as he ducked his head. "Yes, Bubblestep?"
Blackstorm shrugged, giving a yawn as he followed with a lazy flick of his tail, blinking back the sleepiness in his eyes.
"Oh, goodness," Bubblestep felt her fur heat up. Was this newfound respect something she'd have to get used to as well? She cleared her throat, trying to stay calm. "Tinyclaw and I were about to go on a hunting patrol. I would really appreciate if you would come along."
"Why me?" Tinyclaw asked with a snort.
"Because you've been in the camp for three days straight," Bubblestep rolled her eyes.

[Random Melody]

"Oh, goodness," Bubblestep felt her fur heat up. Was this newfound respect something she'd have to get used to as well? She cleared her throat, trying to stay calm. "Tinyclaw and I were about to go on a hunting patrol. I would really appreciate if you would come along."
"Why me?" Tinyclaw asked with a snort.
"Because you've been in the camp for three days straight," Bubblestep rolled her eyes.

"We'd be happy to." Roarclaw purred, smiling.
"Hunting," Blackstorm's eyes lit up immediately. "Definitely."

[Stario&Co.]

"We'd be happy to." Roarclaw purred, smiling.
"Hunting," Blackstorm's eyes lit up immediately. "Definitely."
"Perfect," Bubblestep smiled, then turned to Nightshade and Turtlesong. "Why don't you two go find Foxthorn or something. I need someone to gather some water for the elders."
"You got it sis!" Turtlesong purred, scampering passes her.
"You've totally got this," Nightshade bumped her shoulder before following Turtlesong.
"I guess we can head out now," Bubblestep turned to look at the others. "if you're ready that is."
"I've got nothing important to do," Tinyclaw shrugged.

[Random Melody]

"Perfect," Bubblestep smiled, then turned to Nightshade and Turtlesong. "Why don't you two go find Foxthorn or something. I need someone to gather some water for the elders."
"You got it sis!" Turtlesong purred, scampering passes her.
"You've totally got this," Nightshade bumped her shoulder before following Turtlesong.
"I guess we can head out now," Bubblestep turned to look at the others. "if you're ready that is."
"I've got nothing important to do," Tinyclaw shrugged.

"Lets go!" Blackstorm said eagerly, nearly bouncing on his paws. That's one thing that had never changed about him - Blackstorm liked hunting. He liked showing off his skills.
Roarclaw rolled his eyes, dipping his head to Bubblestep. "Lead the way,"

##

Foxthorn nosed a few berries onto a leaf, smirking faintly as he glanced over toward his brothers, eyes landing on Berrystep, and his smile widened. He would love to play a prank on the deputy. A harmless prank. Snowstar would probably kill him, but...

Foxthorn smiled to himself, nudging another berry onto the leaf. Maybe when she got back from whatever patrol it looked like she was going on. Foxthorn didnt really like patrols. He loved hanging out with other cats, but he also liked time to himself... To plan more pranks!

[Stario&Co.]

"Lets go!" Blackstorm said eagerly, nearly bouncing on his paws. That's one thing that had never changed about him - Blackstorm liked hunting. He liked showing off his skills.
Roarclaw rolled his eyes, dipping his head to Bubblestep. "Lead the way,"

##

Foxthorn nosed a few berries onto a leaf, smirking faintly as he glanced over toward his brothers, eyes landing on Berrystep, and his smile widened. He would love to play a prank on the deputy. A harmless prank. Snowstar would probably kill him, but...

Foxthorn smiled to himself, nudging another berry onto the leaf. Maybe when she got back from whatever patrol it looked like she was going on. Foxthorn didnt really like patrols. He loved hanging out with other cats, but he also liked time to himself... To plan more pranks!
"Me?" Bubblestep blinked.
"You are deputy, genius," Tinyclaw rolled her eyes. "or should I get Mother to help you?"
"You don't have to be so harsh," Bubblestep flinched, eyeing Tinyclaw curiously before heading for the entrance.
Tinyclaw sighed "whatever," she padded after her sister.

##

"You going to crush the berries into the mouse bile supply?" Nightshade asked as he approached Foxthorn.
"He'll probably slip them into someone's nest again," Turtlesong sighed before she glared at Foxthorn.

[Random Melody]

"Me?" Bubblestep blinked.
"You are deputy, genius," Tinyclaw rolled her eyes. "or should I get Mother to help you?"
"You don't have to be so harsh," Bubblestep flinched, eyeing Tinyclaw curiously before heading for the entrance.
Tinyclaw sighed "whatever," she padded after her sister.

##

"You going to crush the berries into the mouse bile supply?" Nightshade asked as he approached Foxthorn.
"He'll probably slip them into someone's nest again," Turtlesong sighed before she glared at Foxthorn.

"Reminds me of you and Splashheart." Roarclaw admitted to Blackstorm as he headed after the two, amused. "Or Fox and Honey."
"Or Honey and everyone." Blackstorm pointed out as he followed, whiskers twitching in amusement.
"True that, brother."

##

"Nah," Foxthorn waved his tail, not looking up. "Im gonna sling-shot 'em at Bubblestep." It was his favorite prank - Grab a leaf full of berries, tie two ends of a vine to a couple trees, and use it was a slingshot to hit someone with them. Oh, it never hurt them - It just got their fur stained for a while. Like Roarclaw's. Glancing after his brother, he smirked to see Roarclaw still had a tinge of blue staining his chest, then looked down at the berries, snickering.
"You will not." Snowstar objected, flicking her tail at her brother's shoulder. The Siamese was settled beside the Tom, paws tucked neatly under her, and Honeyfur on her other side. "Go visit Splashheart or something. Dont go messing with the new deputy."
"But I visited Splashy yesterday." Foxthorn objected. "If I go every day i'll start smelling like those otter-cats." A smile grew on his face. "'Sides, I have to do one prank on her, like I did you. Trust me... Totally harmless."

[Stario&Co.]

"Reminds me of you and Splashheart." Roarclaw admitted to Blackstorm as he headed after the two, amused. "Or Fox and Honey."
"Or Honey and everyone." Blackstorm pointed out as he followed, whiskers twitching in amusement.
"True that, brother."

##

"Nah," Foxthorn waved his tail, not looking up. "Im gonna sling-shot 'em at Bubblestep." It was his favorite prank - Grab a leaf full of berries, tie two ends of a vine to a couple trees, and use it was a slingshot to hit someone with them. Oh, it never hurt them - It just got their fur stained for a while. Like Roarclaw's. Glancing after his brother, he smirked to see Roarclaw still had a tinge of blue staining his chest, then looked down at the berries, snickering.
"You will not." Snowstar objected, flicking her tail at her brother's shoulder. The Siamese was settled beside the Tom, paws tucked neatly under her, and Honeyfur on her other side. "Go visit Splashheart or something. Dont go messing with the new deputy."
"But I visited Splashy yesterday." Foxthorn objected. "If I go every day i'll start smelling like those otter-cats." A smile grew on his face. "'Sides, I have to do one prank on her, like I did you. Trust me... Totally harmless."
"I wouldn't do that if I were you," Turtlesong shook her head.
"I've practicality shared a nest with Bubble my whole life," Nightshade nodded in agreement. "She comes off as someone who can handle things, but one slip and she'll either claw your face off or get so emotional you'll feel the guilt for moons."
"Unless you give her a squirrel or shrew," Turtlesong purred. "That'll make her forgive you instantly."

[Random Melody]

"I wouldn't do that if I were you," Turtlesong shook her head.
"I've practicality shared a nest with Bubble my whole life," Nightshade nodded in agreement. "She comes off as someone who can handle things, but one slip and she'll either claw your face off or get so emotional you'll feel the guilt for moons."
"Unless you give her a squirrel or shrew," Turtlesong purred. "That'll make her forgive you instantly."

Foxthorn chuckled. "Sounds like Snowy. I pull a prank on her then give her a squirrel - Instant forgiveness."
"I do love squirrels.." Snowstar blinked. "...Now im hungry.."

[Stario&Co.]

Foxthorn chuckled. "Sounds like Snowy. I pull a prank on her then give her a squirrel - Instant forgiveness."
"I do love squirrels.." Snowstar blinked. "...Now im hungry.."
"I'm more of a bird cat myself," Turtlesong wrinkled her nose. "I hate getting fur stuck in my mouth."
"Good thing Bubblestep is leading a hunting patrol," Nightshade chuckled. "All this talk has got me hungry too!"
"It wouldn't hurt if we went ourselves, right Snowstar?" Turtlesong asked. One thing about Turtle was she was friendly with all and hated by few because of so. Even with high ranking cats, she's still cheerful and addresses them like anyone else.

[Random Melody]

"I'm more of a bird cat myself," Turtlesong wrinkled her nose. "I hate getting fur stuck in my mouth."
"Good thing Bubblestep is leading a hunting patrol," Nightshade chuckled. "All this talk has got me hungry too!"
"It wouldn't hurt if we went ourselves, right Snowstar?" Turtlesong asked. One thing about Turtle was she was friendly with all and hated by few because of so. Even with high ranking cats, she's still cheerful and addresses them like anyone else.

"Hah, definitely, Turtle." Snowstar laughed, standing up and stretching. She liked having other cats treat her like a normal cat. Because, she was. Just because she was leader didnt mean she deserved any special treatment. "I could use a good hunt."
"Ooh, i'll come." Foxthorn smirked. "I could look for more berries."
Honeyfur glared playfully. "You better bring me back something!" The Queen warned.
"We will." Foxthorn and Snowstar said together, exchanging knowing looks.

[Stario&Co.]

"Hah, definitely, Turtle." Snowstar laughed, standing up and stretching. She liked having other cats treat her like a normal cat. Because, she was. Just because she was leader didnt mean she deserved any special treatment. "I could use a good hunt."
"Ooh, i'll come." Foxthorn smirked. "I could look for more berries."
Honeyfur glared playfully. "You better bring me back something!" The Queen warned.
"We will." Foxthorn and Snowstar said together, exchanging knowing looks.
"Sure thing!" Nightshade purred
"I'm going to bring back a huge bird!" Turtlesong was already heading for the entrance. "Tinyclaw will be so jealous."
"You sound like an apprentice!" Nightshade rolled his eyes, following.

[Random Melody]

"Sure thing!" Nightshade purred
"I'm going to bring back a huge bird!" Turtlesong was already heading for the entrance. "Tinyclaw will be so jealous."
"You sound like an apprentice!" Nightshade rolled his eyes, following.

Foxthorn snickered, following them. "Im gonna catch a vole. Splashy'll be soooo mad."
"Catching her favorite food while she's not here." Snowstar scoffed with a smile, padding after them. "Typical Foxy."

[Stario&Co.]

Foxthorn snickered, following them. "Im gonna catch a vole. Splashy'll be soooo mad."
"Catching her favorite food while she's not here." Snowstar scoffed with a smile, padding after them. "Typical Foxy."
To the territory? X3

[Random Melody]

To the territory? X3

(Sure XD You post <3)

[Dovekit12]

Fernglow looked over, spotting Whitebird coming up to him. "Heelo Whitebird, how are you?"
"Great, you," she said sitting next to him.

[Empress Of Evil]

Fireflykit was never an early riser. In fact, he liked to sleep in late. Sleep all the time. At least sleeping was a way to keep him out of trouble. The young tom kit turned over, feeling the soft fur of his mother against himself. His eyes were still closed, and little snores came from his mouth. That's the only thing Fireflykit enjoyed doing; sleeping or getting into trouble. Though his mother's warm pelt always lulled him to sleep, and when he turned over, hoping to feel his brother's fluffy pelt against his own, the tom was greeted with cold air. A passing breeze. This is what woke Fireflykit up, flicking his ears. He checked around the nursery, but his twin was nowhere to be found. However, he did see another kit and her mother. Though she was asleep, her glossy dark fur shining the brightest to him. Fireflykit let out a deep sigh, and he staggered to his paws, stretching his limbs in the process. Where could Lightningbugkit be? Wasn't it a bit...too early for the tom to be up? Last time he checked, his brother was not an early riser.

Fireflykit padded to the entrance of the nursery den, poking his head out, and having his green hues flicker around to catch site of anything as fluffy as he was. Brightleaf wouldn't have noticed that they were gone...would she? Nah, of course not. Fireflykit had a lot of confidence. Hard to knock him down, and he held the attitude that matched it. With his tail strung in the air, he padded out the den in a confident manner. He knew his brother's scent. It wasn't hard to find him after that, but another thing that led him to his brother was the fact that he heard a she kit yell something at him. Asking if he were okay.

Fireflykit followed the voice of the young she kit, hoping that he would find his brother in the process. Bingo. There he was, and Fireflykit laughed. Though he was happy because his brother looked the least bit hurt. But, he had came just in time to hear the other kit's mew. It made him roll his eyes. She sounded too...caring. If that was possible. ''Lightningbugkit don't need Wheatfur!'' The fluffy tom padded towards his brother, and swatted at him with a paw. ''See? He's fine! No scratches!'' He nodded, then brushed his tail above the tom's head. ''But soon he will have a scratch!'' Fireflykit said, his fur bristling slightly as he stared his brother down. ''How could you wake up before me--then, don't even wake me up after you get up? Unbelievable! I feel betrayed! I would had never done this to you!'' Fireflykit might have sounded serious, and a bit mean to the she kit, but to Lightningbugkit, his brother could see through his playfulness easy more than other cats. This was because the twins understood each other greatly, Though Fireflykit was still a bit salty that his brother would do anything without him. They were a duo. Double trouble. Two peas in a pod. Only, Lightningbugkit was more mature than Fireflykit. Did that matter? Not at all! Fireflykit was the type to ignite a fire and keep it flaming. Whereas Lightningbugkit knew how to be nice and extinguish it.

Lightningbugkit's vibrant green hues widened in surprise when a gray tabby kit bounded over to him, checking him over. The tom kit wasn't sure what to think at first. He'd never experienced this before. "Um-I'm.." His sentence was cut off as a similar golden calico bounded up to the two kits. His matching green eyes rolled, and Lightningbugkit flattened his ears slightly at Fireflykit's words. "Yes, I'm perfectly fine." He told the She-kit kindly, hoping to cover up some of his brother's rude words. "But thanks for being.... Concerned." I hope that's the way to put it. She seemed a little more than concerned.

At his brother's next words, it was Lightningbugkit's turn to roll his eyes. "Calm down Fireflykit. You're getting worked up over nothing." Lightningbugkit could tell his brother was also playing around a bit, and he swatted his twin back with a paw. "I figured letting you sleep in would give you less time to wreck havoc." Lightningbugkit's eyes gleamed with amusement, then he turned back to the gray-furred she-kit. "Excuse me, but let me introduce myself. My name is Lightningbugkit, and that is my twin brother over there, Fireflykit." He flicked his tail at his brother, the white fur on his tail shining in the sun. "He's a little bit of a trouble-maker, so don't mind him much. Quite high-strung too." The kit purred, loud enough for both of his companions to hear. Of course Fireflykit would know he was joking, there were no negative feelings between the two brothers. Well, there were nearly no negative feelings. Lightningbugkit couldn't lie about that. "So, what's your name?" Be asked the she-kit, giving her his natural charming smile that would be the part of cause of she-cats crushing on him in the future.

{So how about the pattern is me, Empress, then Constellation? And Cerise can come in when you want Consrellation.}


The gray tabby stared at the tom with wide, curious eyes as she awaited his reply. She noticed the surprise on his face and for a moment, was feeling rather puzzled herself. He acted as though he’d never had someone say that to him. Surely everyone would’ve had someone say similar words? “Oh good….” Ashkit said, letting out a sigh of relief. The kit wasn’t quite sure why she cared so much for someone she didn’t know, but she did a lot of things without having a reason behind it. Perhaps it was just because he was a fellow clan mate, despite the fact that he too could turn on her too and start bullying her. That’s how Ashkit met most of her bullies, she did something nice for them and return they hurled harsh words at her. She’d never understood why though, what was so different about her that encouraged them to target her? Of all cats it had to be her.

As another tom came along, one that looked very similar to the first one, her expression of bewilderment returned. There were….two of them? It didn’t make any sense to her that there were two of them, but she didn’t question it as the second tom cat spoke. The words that spilled out of his mouth sounded rather mean, and the she-cat couldn’t help but get rather defensive. “Hey! There’s no need to be rude!” Ashkit spat, fur bristling at the situation. One moment ago, she had been confused yet relieved, now she was bristling with anger. What the tabby didn’t realise was that most cats didn’t do that. Just by those few sentences, Ashkit could already tell that she wasn’t going to get along very well with the second kit. Her attention turned back to the other kit as he spoke again, her hackles still raised and jaw clenched. His polite tone seemed to calm her down and she relaxed, yet her gaze hardened whenever she glanced at the newcomer. “I can tell,” She muttered to herself, taking his words seriously rather than in the joking way Fireflykit would. “I’m Ashkit!” She then replied in a more cheerful tone, the negative emotions suddenly gone. It was as if none of that had even happened. Out of curiosity, she took a small glance at the tom called Fireflykit just to see if he was angry about her sharp remark early. Despite her cheerful attitude, her emotions changed again as she glared daggers at him without even realising how quickly her emotions had changed. A few seconds later, she returned her green gaze to Lightningbugkit and put on a wide grin.

[Sounds good!]


The tom somehow didn't really seem impressed by how she acted, gazing up at the sky. This she-cat was definitively one of a kind, no one was like her, but he just kept on stroking her shoulders with his tail, in all honesty, he wasn't the kind of cat to be offended by words, seeing her fall asleep definitively made Buzzardpaw smile, he kept going for a bit until he decided that he had done enough, getting up and going around doing random things. Watching her from afar before he did what he never thought he would do, he curled up beside her, and slowly started to drift off to sleep, pressing against her protectively. Never had he thought about something so foolish, but did he really care at that point? No, not at all, giving Everpaw one last glance, he slowly licked the top of her head as not to wake her up and fell into slumber, pressed against the other apprentice.

(Sorry if it's short, but I feel like she could get mad at him for sleeping with her with how she is x3)


In a flash, the calico she-cat opened her eyes and quickly shut them tight again as the sun’s rays seemed to blind her. A few moments later, she opened them again but this time, she did it at a much slower pace. She let her yellow hues become accustomed to the light before she blinked repeatedly, trying to get the sleep out of her eyes. Once she was finished, she lifted her head from her paws and looked around to study her surroundings. Alarm bolted through her like a lightning strike as she spotted another apprentice curled up beside her. She hissed loudly and aimed a blow at the cat with sheathed paws. “What do you think you’re doing?!” Everpaw snarled furiously, moving back so she wasn’t so close to the tom. He was far too close for comfort. What was he doing? Panic coursed through her at the thought. She hated even the slightest thing that had a relation to love. She moved back a good distance till there was about three fox-lengths between them. She made a mental note to move her nest in the apprentice’s den even further away from everyone else's.

[It’s fine! Mine’s a bit short too since it is a bit late for me ^^’]

[Ceridwen]

"Current events that should have been over long ago." At first, Kestrelpaw had agreed wholeheartedly that it was WindClan's fault. They were evil, vile, bad cats. But now things were getting out of hand. Although she wasn't a leader, nor a deputy - what say did a young apprentice have in all of this? Sharp, intelligent eyes met Buffalopaw's own. A snort came from her maw at his statement about it being good if that was the way she liked it. What did it matter what she liked? The world went on whether Kestrelpaw liked it or not. Cats lived in ThunderClan whether she liked it or not. She had very few true friends. Whether she liked it or not. And, honestly, that was the way the sandy feline preferred it. Fewer friends turned her into the type of cat that she preferred to be. She studied.

And she was smart. She worked hard. And someday she would be a good warrior - Kestrelpaw imagined things like love and friendship would keep her from meeting her goal. Not that she was a sociopath - the feline just had never really felt like she needed friends. Not many of them, anyways. "You're just a little ray of sunshine, aren't you? Where'd you get that type of attitude?" The sandy cat bit back a laugh, though her whiskers continued to twitch in amusement after she had stopped speaking. Outside of her family, she had never met anyone with such a friendly, positive attitude and a love for life. There were cats she had seen before, of course, but not cats that she had met.


"At that, I'll have to agree," Buffalopaw said, his discomfort subsiding a bit when Krestelpaw took up the conversation. "If only everyone could just get along..." Her gaze was intimidating, but he found that for a moment he couldn't look away. The flustered feeling he had came back, and he nervously shifted his weight again before pulling his gaze from hers. His eyes flickered around the camp, following the movement of other clan members as they went into their after-morning routines. Then, his eyes trailed back around and settled on Krestelpaw as she spoke. Again he cracked a smile, though this one was driven from genuine amusement of his own rather than an attempt to hide his embarrassment.

"Hmm, I like that, I suppose you could say I enjoy a bit of sunshine myself," Buffalopaw mused that, if he'd been something other than a clan cat, that would've been a good name for him,"Huh, you know, I'm not sure. I guess I've just always been this way. Have you always been into observation?" He smirked, a sparkle in his eyes as he looked back at her, feeling more confident now that she seemed to loosen a little more.

[Gone]

In a flash, the calico she-cat opened her eyes and quickly shut them tight again as the sun’s rays seemed to blind her. A few moments later, she opened them again but this time, she did it at a much slower pace. She let her yellow hues become accustomed to the light before she blinked repeatedly, trying to get the sleep out of her eyes. Once she was finished, she lifted her head from her paws and looked around to study her surroundings. Alarm bolted through her like a lightning strike as she spotted another apprentice curled up beside her. She hissed loudly and aimed a blow at the cat with sheathed paws. “What do you think you’re doing?!” Everpaw snarled furiously, moving back so she wasn’t so close to the tom. He was far too close for comfort. What was he doing? Panic coursed through her at the thought. She hated even the slightest thing that had a relation to love. She moved back a good distance till there was about three fox-lengths between them. She made a mental note to move her nest in the apprentice’s den even further away from everyone else's.

[It’s fine! Mine’s a bit short too since it is a bit late for me ^^’]
Buzzardpaw was sleeping peacefully as the she-cat woke up, though, as he felt something hit him, and with how easy he was to scare, he jumped awake and kicked the she-cat in the jaw a bit too hard for anyone's liking, he spun around to look at her, ears lowering. "What do you think you're doing?!" He asked, eyes wide open. "You don't wake someone up like that!" He said, realising that he might've injured her a little, it wasn't really his kind to do things like that, but it sure wasn't a great idea to wake someone up like that. "I was sleeping! What's wrong with that? After all, you were the one who wanted to sleep, weren't you?" He asked, after all, what he said wasn't a lie. "I fell asleep beside you, what more?" He added questionningly, he wasn't really looking for love either, but he felt protective of everyone in his clan. "Because if you think I did this because I'm in love with you, you are dead wrong, Everpaw." He admitted. "Most cats would be scared to be in a relation with you honestly..." He added, he didn't want to have a relation with her, well, not more than a friend.

[lone]

"At that, I'll have to agree," Buffalopaw said, his discomfort subsiding a bit when Krestelpaw took up the conversation. "If only everyone could just get along..." Her gaze was intimidating, but he found that for a moment he couldn't look away. The flustered feeling he had came back, and he nervously shifted his weight again before pulling his gaze from hers. His eyes flickered around the camp, following the movement of other clan members as they went into their after-morning routines. Then, his eyes trailed back around and settled on Krestelpaw as she spoke. Again he cracked a smile, though this one was driven from genuine amusement of his own rather than an attempt to hide his embarrassment.

"Hmm, I like that, I suppose you could say I enjoy a bit of sunshine myself," Buffalopaw mused that, if he'd been something other than a clan cat, that would've been a good name for him,"Huh, you know, I'm not sure. I guess I've just always been this way. Have you always been into observation?" He smirked, a sparkle in his eyes as he looked back at her, feeling more confident now that she seemed to loosen a little more.
Kestrelpaw looked surprised at his question, like she hadn't thought of her observation as something she was 'into.' She had always thought of it as more of a part of her, really, and she guessed that it was probably the same way with Buffalopaw's cheerfulness. He didn't look like the type of the cat to enjoy warm weather, a thick pelt like that and all, but it was apparent that she had been wrong. "I suppose so, if you think of it as something I'm 'into.' It's something productive to do instead of just sitting and staring into empty space. Even right now, I'm observing you." Her sharp eyes scanned the tom's posture, his body language, his expression. None were hostile. Neither were hers, but they were more alert. Sharp. Like a hawk's - Kestrelpaw wondered why she had recieved the name she had.

She had always thought of herself as more of a hawk, but kestrels were fierce, intelligent, and alert birds as well. Just like Kestrelpaw. "So, what do you normally do for fun?" Yes, Kestrelpaw asked "traditional" questions. Such as those. And she enjoyed fun just as much as the next cat, really, she wasn't all boring and sitting still. Though her "fun" activitites were generally productive. She liked to be productive. And she thought of observing along those lines... it helped her. For example, at the moment she could tell that he was beginning to feel more comfortable around her. Which was good, because her goal wasn't to frighten her clanmates.

[goddess of ducks]

@CandyFlossCat

The young tom was around the age of five moons, and not far away from the age of apprenticeship. Sure he looked forwards to leaving the nursery, but some of the stories he overheard of how mentors ignored their apprentices or they trained them too hard, or they acted like a parent and bossed them around. He had heard so many, and was not completely looking forwards to it now. The gray and orange tom cat was still curled up in his nest. He was doing nothing today, like he had every other day. He would probably do nothing tomorrow, and probably do nothing until he became an apprentice. His life in the nursery was boring, and not many cat opted to play with him. Of course he didn't mind completely, because most of them were too naive and dumb for their own good. Why should he play with someone only to spend more time explaining things than actually playing, then only to have them run off in the end?

[Mayflower]

"Great, you," she said sitting next to him.
Just as good. I'm very happy that my kits are apprentices, they've wanted that since three moons." Fernglow smiled at the smaller cat, wondering about her family status. "Do you have a mate or kits?"

[Random Melody]

Empress Of Evil
Hexict
Constellation
RedHead

Snowstar was curled up in her nest in the nursery, her black tail wrapped gently around the four kits at her stomach. She would have rather been in her den right then, honestly, but she knew until her kits were apprenticed, she would be quite busy with them, and Bubblestep would have to take over leadership for a while, at least while Snowstar was with the kits. And she'd have to be with them for a while to suckle them, or give them to Honeyfur or Goldensky eventually, for gatherings and such. So being in the nursery was the wisest choice. And, she wanted her kits around the others, too. Interaction was good. Despite these thoughts, Snowstar's attention was mostly fixed on the kits. Her ice blue eyes were glued on them, both exhaustion and love mingled in her gaze. The Siamese had to admit, she adored kits, but when it came to having her own? Snow never thought she'd see the day. And here she was, watching the mewling little bundles curled up against her. The leader smiled softly, and shut her eyes, exhaustion weighing her down. But she wouldnt sleep yet. Names. Names, the kits needed names, for StarClan's sake. Good thing that Snow had thought of some.. Two at least. The Siamese sighed and opened her eyes again, looking down at the kits. Then she reached forward, nosing one of the Toms. "Ripplekit..." She trailed off, looking at the others. "Tempestkit.." Now she stopped, staring at the other two. Hmm... Stormy may have to help me out with these two.

The she-kit mewled softly, nuzzling up against her mother's stomach. Her eyes were squeezed shut. But when they opened, they would be a bright blue just like her mother and father's. And they would stay that way throughout her life. The young she-kit let out a small purr, resting her head over Snowstar's side with a small yawn.

"They're beautiful," Honeyfur cooed, gazing down longingly at her sister's kits. They were definitely amazing. The golden Queen's eyes shone with love, gazing curiously at them, then leaned down to nudge Tempestkit ever so slightly with her nose, smiling. "I feel like this little warrior is gonna be the leader of his siblings," She joked. She didnt know why, but she often sifted through kits to decide which one would grow up as a leader for the rest of their siblings. Perhaps because Honeyfur had been the "leader" of her own siblings for so long. Sometimes, it still felt like it. Even if Snowstar was leader of the Clan, Honeyfur would always be the leader of her siblings. And now she just couldnt wait for her kits to come... So that she could choose a leader out of them.

[AbsurdJinx]

"Awe, thanks so much Flareheart!! I bet your future mate will be great too, cause you deserve a really great cat! Everyone does. I think everyone should be with someone who makes them happy, don't you?"
She asked with a bright grin. Hawkfeather understood that a mate was someone that you loved very much. You would do anything for them, you would die for them... they were your best friend. As far as she understood they were, anyways. But she didn't get what love was. How could you care about someone so much you were willing to die for them? Hawkfeather couldn't bring herself to that point of understanding, although it didn't frustrate her too much.
　
And she knew that once you had a mate, you were with them forever. Never seperated. That was why it confused her so much when she heard of she cats or toms getting "left" by their mates. Who would do something terrible like that? Hawkfeather knew she would never leave her mate. But, what she didn't know was that in order to have a mate she was first going to have to learn how to love. And that was something that would take quite a bit of time. Especially with her current understanding of the word. At his talk about rain, and water, Hawkfeather's blue eyes seemed to brighten.
　
"I love rain!! Well, depending on how hard it's raining - sometimes rain scares me, if there's a lot of it, because you know - flooding and stuff. I was not made to swim at all, but that's okay! I can run and jump and do agility stuff just fine... so I guess that's my special talent! I don't like water that much though, or at least any water that comes up to my belly fur. But storms are great, amazing, perfect! I like to watch the lightning, it looks so pretty against the sky - and yeah, then I get to go out and play in the rain!" Hawkfeather stopped for a moment, and then let out a rather overexaggerated gasp.
　
Even though she was just around the age of twenty-five moons, she still acted as though she were a young kit. Though what others said about her never bothered her, why should it? They were entitled to their opinions, as she was to hers!
　
And her opinion was that she was just perfect the way she was. Everyone was! Even the mean cats she had met, because without them, no one would ever learn the truth about themselves! "Ohmygosh, next time it rains we totally have to go play in the rain together! Have you ever been tackled into a puddle? Because I have and it was somuchfun!" When Hawkfeather got excited, she had a tendancy to string words together very quickly and make them almost inaudible. A spark of mischief entered her hues after she spoke and she grinned at Flareheart, before getting to her paws and crouching down.
　
"It was like this!"
　
After speaking, the tabby feline sprang at him and aimed to tackle him - pin him down - all in fun, of course, her claws were carefully sheathed and she would be careful not to squish him beneath her.

Flareheart nodded in response to Hawkfeather's question regarding being with someone who can make them happy. It seemed he was doing a lot of nodding, and he wondered if later his neck would bother him. But how else was he to get a word in? Hawkfeather wouldn't shut her trap - not that this bothered Flareheart, as he himself had trouble shutting up. He just wondered if her throat ever got dry, or if she'd ever lost her voice. He's lost his voice once before, and Zerosight had told him to be quiet for the following few days. It was torture, remaining silent, but he soon recovered and continued to nonstop talk his head off. He thinks his clanmates like him better when he isn't talking.

He was about to respond when Hawkfeather gasped loudly, startling Flareheart. He jumped slightly, his ears swiveling alertly and his gaze surveying the area. Had something shocked her? His fur on end, he struggled to find something that could've caused such a reaction. But he found nothing. Confused, he looked back at Hawkfeather only to be suffocated in yet more words. He was so lost, his thoughts running in an uncontrolled storm within in his mind. Next thing he knew, Hawkfeather had launched herself at him and he was left to defend himself. No way would he be able to roll out of the way, definitely not - they were much too close in proximity. But Flareheart wouldn't swipe at her, because it would take a strong blow to knock her off course, and he didn't want to hurt the playful feline.

He rose on his haunches, his forearms sprawled out above him in a rather intimidating manner. Flareheart grinned, happy he was doing something he enjoyed. He loved play-fighting! He didn't care if he made the impression of a kit-warrior; he was doing what he enjoyed, so why should he care about what others think? He yelped when he and Hawkfeather made contact, wrapping his forepaws around her as he fell onto his back. He grunted at the impact, and fought to clamp his jaws around Hawkfeather's shoulder. Of course, he'd be careful not to pierce skin - he didn't want to hurt his clanmate. His hind legs tried to find a firm grip on Hawkfeather's belly where he wound throw her off him, releasing his grip on her.

[Random Melody]

@Random Melchester

Raincloud made a slow approach towards the leaders den, Snowstar seemed present at the moment which worried her. She wished that she could postpone this meeting until it was all said and done. Yet she kept driving herself to try. Swallowing a lump in her throat the queen ducked her head in through the entrance, working up the courage to call out the leader. "Snowstar? Are you home?" Raincloud mentally face palmed. What an idiot. You don't ask if she's home. Gracious raincloud you are falling apart. Pull yourself together and get this over with. "I just need a moment of your time, just as all chat. I promise" she meows gently. Her tail lashing with nerves. She was never really one to start long deep conversations and wasn't even a little driven to start any sorts of small talk. But swallowing down her nerves she swept her tail over the lip of the cave than settled it behind herself to show no signs of fear. She was the leader for starclans sake, she could understand this. I suppose understanding and helping her ckanmates is part of her job. Of course she could understand this. Right? You can trust her with your problems. After silent reassurance the queen sat herself down outside the den awaiting an answer from snowstar.

Snowstar lifted her head a little, ears pricking up faintly when she heard the call of a cat outside her den. Sighing, the leader pushed herself to sit up, tilting her head. "Yes, come in," She called back, tail flicking over her black paws as the Siamese gazed at the entrance to the den, waiting for Raincloud to enter. She wondered what the she-cat would want. And she sounded nervous. So, Snowstar sat back, and put a friendly smile on her lips despite the exhaustion she felt pulling at her.

[Charmer]

CandyFlossCat

Morningblue padded into the Thunderclan clearing after a successful hunt, two shrews and a fat mouse dangling from his jaws by their tails. He took a brief look at the fresh kill pile. It was low. I'll have to go out again, he thought, Make sure kits and elders eat first recited in his mind. Though Morningblue was skeptical of Starclan, thinking it more of a comfort to cats than anything else, he saw the wisdom in caring for the less battle-fit cats first. Starved kit meant no future for the clan, and no guarantee of care for cats meant no clan loyalty. He spotted Lynxkit in the clearing outside the nursery and strode forward. The kit looked small compared to him, but then Morningblue was tall and muscular even compared to other warriors. "Lynxkit, can you eat freshkill yet?" The tome droned in his monotone voice by way of greeting.

[Dovekit12]

Just as good. I'm very happy that my kits are apprentices, they've wanted that since three moons." Fernglow smiled at the smaller cat, wondering about her family status. "Do you have a mate or kits?"
"No I don't tho it would be nice to have kits sometime." Whitebird said wistfully.

[lone]

Flareheart nodded in response to Hawkfeather's question regarding being with someone who can make them happy. It seemed he was doing a lot of nodding, and he wondered if later his neck would bother him. But how else was he to get a word in? Hawkfeather wouldn't shut her trap - not that this bothered Flareheart, as he himself had trouble shutting up. He just wondered if her throat ever got dry, or if she'd ever lost her voice. He's lost his voice once before, and Zerosight had told him to be quiet for the following few days. It was torture, remaining silent, but he soon recovered and continued to nonstop talk his head off. He thinks his clanmates like him better when he isn't talking.

He was about to respond when Hawkfeather gasped loudly, startling Flareheart. He jumped slightly, his ears swiveling alertly and his gaze surveying the area. Had something shocked her? His fur on end, he struggled to find something that could've caused such a reaction. But he found nothing. Confused, he looked back at Hawkfeather only to be suffocated in yet more words. He was so lost, his thoughts running in an uncontrolled storm within in his mind. Next thing he knew, Hawkfeather had launched herself at him and he was left to defend himself. No way would he be able to roll out of the way, definitely not - they were much too close in proximity. But Flareheart wouldn't swipe at her, because it would take a strong blow to knock her off course, and he didn't want to hurt the playful feline.

He rose on his haunches, his forearms sprawled out above him in a rather intimidating manner. Flareheart grinned, happy he was doing something he enjoyed. He loved play-fighting! He didn't care if he made the impression of a kit-warrior; he was doing what he enjoyed, so why should he care about what others think? He yelped when he and Hawkfeather made contact, wrapping his forepaws around her as he fell onto his back. He grunted at the impact, and fought to clamp his jaws around Hawkfeather's shoulder. Of course, he'd be careful not to pierce skin - he didn't want to hurt his clanmate. His hind legs tried to find a firm grip on Hawkfeather's belly where he wound throw her off him, releasing his grip on her.

A surprised expression settled over Hawkfeather's features as Flareheart's forepaws were wrapped around her. Struggling to get loose, but quickly finding that the tom was a lot stronger then she had expected, the kit-like warrior's blue eyes snapped as he fell onto his back, bringing her with him. That was fun!! I hope he's okay though, because that wouldn't be good if I hur- Her thoughts trailed off as she felt jaws clamp around her shoulder. A sharp yelp of surprise and actual excitement emitted from the she cat's maw. This was fun! Hawkfeather was having a great time with Flareheart! He was a fun cat, after all. Bright blue eyes stared down at him and she struggled to keep him pinned down even while he was trying to find a grip on her belly. The feline wondered if there was a way to avoid getting kicked and keep him pinned at the same time.

Probably not. Her tail swished in the air as she awaited the blow she knew was coming. It wouldn't hurt, though, Flareheart wasn't trying to hurt her... and an idea came to her mind. What if she could distract him by talking? If she could distract him from his plan, maybe a new one would come to her own mind. "This is so much fun! I haven't gotten to do this in a long time. Ooh, ooh, ooh can I call you Flarey? Does that sound right? Flarey... yep, it makes you sound so adorable!" The she cat mewed, bright eyes continuing to stare down at him. Her grip remained as strong as she could manage with her mouth moving. Though the warrior's mouth was often moving, it was like... one of the rules of life.

"I haven't done this in a long time. Everyone thinks that I'm too distracted because I like to talk, but I'm not distracted! I still have you, don't I?" The pretty tabby grinned, glancing down at her companion. Yet another comment that could be switched around to sound flirty, despite Hawkfeather not meaning it that way at all. Sometimes she gave toms the idea that she was a flirt. And either scared them away, or caused a whole bunch of weird comments that Hawkfeather didn't get at all.

Everyone compliments me, but they don't compliment those other cats that look like they really, really need it! But I do! I compliment everyone! It sounded self-righteous. Pretty much everything she said could be taken one way or another, when it was all meant in good, old fashioned fun. Something that Hawkfeather believed would never change.

[wickedvirtues]

CandyFlossCat

Morningblue padded into the Thunderclan clearing after a successful hunt, two shrews and a fat mouse dangling from his jaws by their tails. He took a brief look at the fresh kill pile. It was low. I'll have to go out again, he thought, Make sure kits and elders eat first recited in his mind. Though Morningblue was skeptical of Starclan, thinking it more of a comfort to cats than anything else, he saw the wisdom in caring for the less battle-fit cats first. Starved kit meant no future for the clan, and no guarantee of care for cats meant no clan loyalty. He spotted Lynxkit in the clearing outside the nursery and strode forward. The kit looked small compared to him, but then Morningblue was tall and muscular even compared to other warriors. "Lynxkit, can you eat freshkill yet?" The tome droned in his monotone voice by way of greeting.
Lynxkit was chasing a butterfly, which was slowly flying off until it was outside the boarders of camp were she couldn't go. She turned to see Morningblue, smiling politely. She trotted over, seeing the prey hanging from his jaws. I'm gonna be a great hunter like him too, someday! She thought, eyes shining as she thought about it excitedly. She didn't want to be a leader, Lynxstar sounded awesome though, just an amazing warrior. Lynxkit was glad she got to eat, she was past the stage of nursing and the pile was low. She sat, tail neatly curling around her paws as she grinned. "Hi, Morningblue!" She trilled, he was large compared to her and she hoped she could get as big as him when she got older. She gazed up at him, nodding to his question. "Yep!" She replied. He seemed less energetic by his voice, but he was a nice cat.

[Charmer]

Lynxkit was chasing a butterfly, which was slowly flying off until it was outside the boarders of camp were she couldn't go. She turned to see Morningblue, smiling politely. She trotted over, seeing the prey hanging from his jaws. I'm gonna be a great hunter like him too, someday! She thought, eyes shining as she thought about it excitedly. She didn't want to be a leader, Lynxstar sounded awesome though, just an amazing warrior. Lynxkit was glad she got to eat, she was past the stage of nursing and the pile was low. She sat, tail neatly curling around her paws as she grinned. "Hi, Morningblue!" She trilled, he was large compared to her and she hoped she could get as big as him when she got older. She gazed up at him, nodding to his question. "Yep!" She replied. He seemed less energetic by his voice, but he was a nice cat.

Morningblue dropped his catch on the ground, his expression blank as he looked at the kit and droned, "Take as much as you need. You'll be apprenticed in two moons. Grow big and strong," the warrior meowed, he tried to curl his lips up in a grin to show he was trying to be encouraging, but the hulking warrior's look seemed more rigid and awkward than anything. The warrior sat waiting for the kit to take her pick from the mice and shrews so that he could continue with his warrior duties for the day.

[wickedvirtues]

Morningblue dropped his catch on the ground, his expression blank as he looked at the kit and droned, "Take as much as you need. You'll be apprenticed in two moons. Grow big and strong," the warrior meowed, he tried to curl his lips up in a grin to show he was trying to be encouraging, but the hulking warrior's look seemed more rigid and awkward than anything. The warrior sat waiting for the kit to take her pick from the mice and shrews so that he could continue with his warrior duties for the day.

Lynxkit chose the mouse, biting into it with a little purr. Two moons, then she could be an apprentice. Lynxpaw! "Okay, thanks Morningblue!" She thanked the tom, taking another mouthful and unnoticing of his attempt at a 'smile'. It was nice to be able to eat solid food instead of nursing, since she'd be eating mice and shrews and stuff for the rest of her moons. She ate another mouthful, thanking StarClan silently for the prey Morningblue caught for her to eat.

[Charmer]

Lynxkit chose the mouse, biting into it with a little purr. Two moons, then she could be an apprentice. Lynxpaw! "Okay, thanks Morningblue!" She thanked the tom, taking another mouthful and unnoticing of his attempt at a 'smile'. It was nice to be able to eat solid food instead of nursing, since she'd be eating mice and shrews and stuff for the rest of her moons. She ate another mouthful, thanking StarClan silently for the prey Morningblue caught for her to eat.

Morningblue grunted a reply to the young kit and picked up the remaining freshkill, making his way to the nursery to feed any queens or kits who still needed food.

[Brilliance]

Empress Of Evil
Hexict
Constellation
RedHead

Snowstar was curled up in her nest in the nursery, her black tail wrapped gently around the four kits at her stomach. She would have rather been in her den right then, honestly, but she knew until her kits were apprenticed, she would be quite busy with them, and Bubblestep would have to take over leadership for a while, at least while Snowstar was with the kits. And she'd have to be with them for a while to suckle them, or give them to Honeyfur or Goldensky eventually, for gatherings and such. So being in the nursery was the wisest choice. And, she wanted her kits around the others, too. Interaction was good. Despite these thoughts, Snowstar's attention was mostly fixed on the kits. Her ice blue eyes were glued on them, both exhaustion and love mingled in her gaze. The Siamese had to admit, she adored kits, but when it came to having her own? Snow never thought she'd see the day. And here she was, watching the mewling little bundles curled up against her. The leader smiled softly, and shut her eyes, exhaustion weighing her down. But she wouldnt sleep yet. Names. Names, the kits needed names, for StarClan's sake. Good thing that Snow had thought of some.. Two at least. The Siamese sighed and opened her eyes again, looking down at the kits. Then she reached forward, nosing one of the Toms. "Ripplekit..." She trailed off, looking at the others. "Tempestkit.." Now she stopped, staring at the other two. Hmm... Stormy may have to help me out with these two.

The she-kit mewled softly, nuzzling up against her mother's stomach. Her eyes were squeezed shut. But when they opened, they would be a bright blue just like her mother and father's. And they would stay that way throughout her life. The young she-kit let out a small purr, resting her head over Snowstar's side with a small yawn.

"They're beautiful," Honeyfur cooed, gazing down longingly at her sister's kits. They were definitely amazing. The golden Queen's eyes shone with love, gazing curiously at them, then leaned down to nudge Tempestkit ever so slightly with her nose, smiling. "I feel like this little warrior is gonna be the leader of his siblings," She joked. She didnt know why, but she often sifted through kits to decide which one would grow up as a leader for the rest of their siblings. Perhaps because Honeyfur had been the "leader" of her own siblings for so long. Sometimes, it still felt like it. Even if Snowstar was leader of the Clan, Honeyfur would always be the leader of her siblings. And now she just couldnt wait for her kits to come... So that she could choose a leader out of them.

He wiggled around as everything was dark. No sound of protest coming from him. Instead, he just moved. Feeling around at this cold place when it was much warmer inside. Even if it was cramped up, but now he was being squished by others that he didn't know. He didn't like this feeling, but he refused to say anything. His quiet manner was somewhat haunting. He refused to nurse. At first, he brought his head up, opening his mouth every now and again, but nothing seemed to come out, so he simply put it back down against the cold floor of the nursery den. He tried to curl himself into a ball, but with being squished by two others, it was hard. So, he stayed quiet. Silent, refusing to do anything of the sort. Perhaps he just wasn't hungry. But wasn't a kit suppose to nursery quickly as soon as they came? It was a bit odd, but the small tom just refused to nurse, but he stayed near a warm belly.

Empress Of Evil
RedHead
Hexict

[Charmer]

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Morningblue nosed through the bracken barrier of the nursery, two shrews dangling from his jaws. He placed the catch on the den floor. "Who needs freshkill?" the warrior asked glancing around the den as he waited for a response.

[wickedvirtues]

Morningblue grunted a reply to the young kit and picked up the remaining freshkill, making his way to the nursery to feed any queens or kits who still needed food.

Lynxkit watched him leave, chewing a bite of mouse. She shrugged, sinking her teeth into it and devoured a couple more mouthfuls. He seems..interesting, not very lively. Lynxkit thought.

[InvaderNellie]

:happycat:[/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT]After a long hunt, RoseTail strolled into the den sleepily and curled up.

[Tundra]

Tigerdawn woke up to the blinding sunlight streaming into the warriors den. She stretched and yawned. What do I have to do today...? She thought, still half asleep. Right, Cherrypaw's training! Tigerdawn shook her pelt and padded out into the clearing. She blinked against the sunlight, letting her eyes adjust. Then she walked over to the Apprentices' den. "Cherrypaw?" Shemewed softly. "Cherrypaw, its time for training," Tigerdawn took a step back and waited. What's taking so long... Usually she'd be up by now...

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[Mayflower]

"No I don't tho it would be nice to have kits sometime." Whitebird said wistfully.
"It is great, though take Berrypaw as an example that they're hard to control as they get older. As if on cue, Berrypaw ran into the camp with a shrew and plopped it on the fresh kill pile, then spun and ran into the apprentices den happily. Fernglow chuckled, watching his son running around.

[RedHead]

The young kit with darker brown markings wiggled around, flicking his fluffy tail as he tried to get to his mother's belly to nurse. He didn't really know why there were other kits around him, but he accepted them evayse they kept him nice and warm. But so did his thick fluffy fur. The young tom pushed through his siblings, to the middle of the group, latching onto his mother's belly and starting to nurse. That was all he was concerned about at this moment, staying warm and drinking a lot of the warm fluid.

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Constellation
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Empress Of Evil

[Random Melody]

Empress Of Evil
Hexict
Constellation
RedHead

Snowstar looked down at her kits, fixing her eyes on the first one she'd named - Ripplekit. The Siamese gently lowered her head to give him a nudge, concerned as to why he wasnt drinking. The other kits seemed fine but... Ripplekit seemed more quiet. Maybe he wasnt hungry yet. Had to be it. Sighing, the leader gently pulled the kit to her, lowering her muzzle to gently rasp her tongue over his ears. He would be okay. Snowstar hoped so, at least.

The she-cat then turned her gaze to her other kits, and allowed a soft smile to spread across her maw. They were all so precious. The Siamese gently nosed the two that remained unnamed - A Tom with darker brown markings, and a white she-kit with gray ears and tail. Snowstar decided to let Stormstrike name the remaining two.

The she-kit let out a soft whine, breaking away from her mother. She clambered over her siblings until she reached Ripplekit, and latched onto her brother almost at once, nipping at his ear with soft, round teeth. She let out another whine-sounding mewl, pawing at his shoulders, trying to rouse him, get him to play. Hey, wake up!

[Charmer]

Tigerdawn woke up to the blinding sunlight streaming into the warriors den. She stretched and yawned. What do I have to do today...? She thought, still half asleep. Right, Cherrypaw's training! Tigerdawn shook her pelt and padded out into the clearing. She blinked against the sunlight, letting her eyes adjust. Then she walked over to the Apprentices' den. "Cherrypaw?" Shemewed softly. "Cherrypaw, its time for training," Tigerdawn took a step back and waited. What's taking so long... Usually she'd be up by now...

Charmer

Cherrypaw was dead asleep, having only made it back shortly before sunrise. A small voice at the edge of her hearing seemed to call her name, and she raised her head, disoriented. "Huh? Wha-" the apprentice muttered sleepily, barely opening her eyes to see that bright sunlight was streaming in through the den roof. She groaned, then just as she was drifting off again, she heard the voice again. It was Tigerdawn. "Training..."she meowed sleepily as she shut her eye, then snapped them back open in a rush of panic. "Training! Oh Starclan!" She bolted out of the nest and into the clearing, her fur untidy and bits of moss plastered to the side of her face. "I'm sorry, Tigerdawn! I'm up! Let's get going!"

[Starfall]

Ratpaw clenched his teeth. He knew she was smarter than this. She had to be. After all, she was related to him by blood! Why did she insist on pushing his buttons? "Yes," he said through his teeth. His tail flicked wildly in irritation at his sister. When she finally gave her answer the tom's ears pinned. 'What do I keep her alive for? Oh yes... Mother would kill me...' he thought. "You're useless," he said, turning around to go out in the territory. Maybe he could find Ashpaw on his own. Ratpaw turned around once more to look at his sister. "Are you truly as arrogant as you make yourself seem to be? Or is there something to make me proud to call you my sister in that brain of yours?" he asked. He didn't guess that she'd tell him an answer but thought to ask anyway, as Cloverpaw was, in fact, one of the few cats that stumped the tom when trying to be manipulative. She was simply too much for him... For now, that is...

The she cat tried her best to hold back a snicker as she watched her brother fume, she could practically see steam coming from his ear. She could already guess as to what her dear brother was thinking, it wasn't hard, most of the time he was way too easy to read. In her head she answered back with a 'that and you know you can't.' As the tabby watched her brother turn heel and start walking her golden optics danced with amusement, it was too good, although she was sad it ended so soon. What surprised her was the fact that Ratpaw turned and addressed her once more, although she knew it was a possibility that it would happen she wasn't betting on it. Once he finished the molly replaced her giddy look with that of a serious glare, she was a completely different cat. Cloverpaw stood up and padded toward her brother, to the point where they were so close she could whisper in his ear, and that she did. " I have many things that would make you...proud, so to speak dear brother mine." she started "But most of those things you wouldn't even be able to comprehend." she hissed. She pulled back and her serious gaze was replaced with a sweet smile, almost as if it never existed. She wasn't one for showing her anger in public, too many cats trust to gain, too many Warriors to intimidate, she had a chore and she couldn't ruin it now. "Let's just say dear brother, you're not the only one who's capable of doing...extraordinary things while....motivated." she said sweetly, every word rolling off her toung with ease. She had enough of her brother bossing her around, maybe it was time for her to change that.

[Beam]

Hollydawn
Timberkit looked at her light brown tabby paws, which were streaked with dirt from digging so much in the nursery. In an attempt to avoid suspicion, she began to clean off her feet, making sure to wipe any mud on the grass. Her tunnel would never get done! she sighed, smoothing down the green, dewey grass with her paw. All the usual rambunctious energy had been drained out of her, all she wanted to do was lie down in the sun, after all, she could barely keep her eyes open. She opened her jaws and yawned, the sun wasn't helping her case. She had used up all her energy digging, and then she decided to give the last morsels to the light shining down on the clearing. Smart, real smart. Timberkit used the grass and slid down onto her belly, grateful that the grass underneath was cool a refreshing to her warm fur. It was seconds before her eyes drifted close in a state of peacefulness, only hearing the murmur of orgs and the sound of birds in the forest. Only two more moons, and she would totally own that very forest and hunt hose very songbird. Really, there was no place she'd rather be... exept maybe in the cool nursery, sleeping away.

[Seraphon]

Hollydawn
Timberkit looked at her light brown tabby paws, which were streaked with dirt from digging so much in the nursery. In an attempt to avoid suspicion, she began to clean off her feet, making sure to wipe any mud on the grass. Her tunnel would never get done! she sighed, smoothing down the green, dewey grass with her paw. All the usual rambunctious energy had been drained out of her, all she wanted to do was lie down in the sun, after all, she could barely keep her eyes open. She opened her jaws and yawned, the sun wasn't helping her case. She had used up all her energy digging, and then she decided to give the last morsels to the light shining down on the clearing. Smart, real smart. Timberkit used the grass and slid down onto her belly, grateful that the grass underneath was cool a refreshing to her warm fur. It was seconds before her eyes drifted close in a state of peacefulness, only hearing the murmur of orgs and the sound of birds in the forest. Only two more moons, and she would totally own that very forest and hunt hose very songbird. Really, there was no place she'd rather be... exept maybe in the cool nursery, sleeping away.
Shinekit bounded out of the nursery without asking permission. She swished her tail in excitement for another day of adventure. Soon she spotted Timberkit laying in the sunlight. Why is she sleeping on a perfectly good day for adventure? she wondered to herself. She stalked towards her, making sure to stay low and keep her footsteps light. When she was close enough she pounced.

[Beam]

Shinekit bounded out of the nursery without asking permission. She swished her tail in excitement for another day of adventure. Soon she spotted Timberkit laying in the sunlight. Why is she sleeping on a perfectly good day for adventure? she wondered to herself. She stalked towards her, making sure to stay low and keep her footsteps light. When she was close enough she pounced.
Then, Timberkit felt another weight on her, her eyes flew open in alert and surprise, was there an avalanche? Was she being rushed by a rockslide? With a horrified adrenaline, she tried to scrambled away only to realize another fellow kit had pounced on her. Timberkit tried her best to get to her paws: rolling away from the pouring feline and staggering to a standing position. Her tail was low, her ears and eyes alert, and her little kit head-fuzz was raised on full alarm. she felt an irritated and surprised feeling bubbling up inside of her, "Hey!" she demanded, her voice naturally becoming annoyed. She furrowed her eyebrows in for emphasis, "What in StarClan was that fer?"

[Seraphon]

Then, Timberkit felt another weight on her, her eyes flew open in alert and surprise, was there an avalanche? Was she being rushed by a rockslide? With a horrified adrenaline, she tried to scrambled away only to realize another fellow kit had pounced on her. Timberkit tried her best to get to her paws: rolling away from the pouring feline and staggering to a standing position. Her tail was low, her ears and eyes alert, and her little kit head-fuzz was raised on full alarm. she felt an irritated and surprised feeling bubbling up inside of her, "Hey!" she demanded, her voice naturally becoming annoyed. She furrowed her eyebrows in for emphasis, "What in StarClan was that fer?"
Shinekit shrugged and bounced around Timberkit," Hey Timberkit! Watchya doin!?" She squealed in her naturally squeaky voice. She lashed her tail waiting to be yelled at again but when it didn't happen within one second, she bounced around Timberkit shooting questions at her and trying to be as annoying as possible. She put her rump and tail up in the air and pounced on her, then she bolted away waiting for Timberkit to chase after her and say,'SHINEKIT WHEN I GET MY PAWS ON YOU!' She giggled as she bolted away making sure she staying where Timberkit could see her so that Timberkit will know where to run to chase her.

[AbsurdJinx]

A surprised expression settled over Hawkfeather's features as Flareheart's forepaws were wrapped around her. Struggling to get loose, but quickly finding that the tom was a lot stronger then she had expected, the kit-like warrior's blue eyes snapped as he fell onto his back, bringing her with him. That was fun!! I hope he's okay though, because that wouldn't be good if I hur- Her thoughts trailed off as she felt jaws clamp around her shoulder. A sharp yelp of surprise and actual excitement emitted from the she cat's maw. This was fun! Hawkfeather was having a great time with Flareheart! He was a fun cat, after all. Bright blue eyes stared down at him and she struggled to keep him pinned down even while he was trying to find a grip on her belly. The feline wondered if there was a way to avoid getting kicked and keep him pinned at the same time.

Probably not. Her tail swished in the air as she awaited the blow she knew was coming. It wouldn't hurt, though, Flareheart wasn't trying to hurt her... and an idea came to her mind. What if she could distract him by talking? If she could distract him from his plan, maybe a new one would come to her own mind. "This is so much fun! I haven't gotten to do this in a long time. Ooh, ooh, ooh can I call you Flarey? Does that sound right? Flarey... yep, it makes you sound so adorable!" The she cat mewed, bright eyes continuing to stare down at him. Her grip remained as strong as she could manage with her mouth moving. Though the warrior's mouth was often moving, it was like... one of the rules of life.

"I haven't done this in a long time. Everyone thinks that I'm too distracted because I like to talk, but I'm not distracted! I still have you, don't I?" The pretty tabby grinned, glancing down at her companion. Yet another comment that could be switched around to sound flirty, despite Hawkfeather not meaning it that way at all. Sometimes she gave toms the idea that she was a flirt. And either scared them away, or caused a whole bunch of weird comments that Hawkfeather didn't get at all.

Everyone compliments me, but they don't compliment those other cats that look like they really, really need it! But I do! I compliment everyone! It sounded self-righteous. Pretty much everything she said could be taken one way or another, when it was all meant in good, old fashioned fun. Something that Hawkfeather believed would never change.

Flareheart felt the warmth of Hawkfeather's body against his own, and he welcomed it. He knew he had a very low chance with the playful feline seeing that she was rather naive and completely oblivious to the concept of love, but that didn't mean he couldn't have fun. Flareheart felt like a young kit again! He liked how he felt around Hawkfeather, young and carefree. It could be argued that he always felt that way, but his feelings felt more prominent around the other feline. His eyes bright with excitement, he looked up at Hawkfeather and met shining blue eyes.

Flarey? Adorable? Flareheart wasn't adorable! He was fierce! He didn't mind the nickname so much. It came smoothly from Hawkfeather's mouth, he believed. If anyone he hadn't had his eyes on - aka his flirting targets - called him Flarey, then they'd have an issue on their paws... No, they wouldn't. Flareheart couldn't hurt a fly. Lost in Hawkfeather's vibrant blue eyes and pleasant voice, his scrabbling hind feet slowly stopped their search for a hold. Eventually, he lied slack against the ground while Hawkfeather stood over him.

``Yes, I suppose you have me...`` Flareheart drawled teasingly, rolling his eyes in a playful manner. ``As long as you promise to never refer to me as adorable again! I am not adorable - I'm fierce!`` His tone was lighthearted, a sign that he only said what he said for the sake of their playing. He sorta wanted to hear Hawkfeather call him Flarey and adorable again. He liked the way it sounded coming from her.

He knew better than to believe Hawkfeather's words were flirtatious. Already he's learned that the feline was quite naive, too naive for the complex systems of flirting. But because he knew better, Flareheart can better protect himself from hurt. Now he didn't think his attempts were leading somewhere, and he was free to drop the charming act and be his kit-like self. After all, not many cats appreciated his immature nature, but Hawkfeather did. Though they'd only just met, Flareheart couldn't help but strongly appreciate Hawkfeather.

[InvaderNellie]

:happycat: RoseTail padded in to lie down, pregnant. She mewled a yawn as she passed out. SorrelPad stood outside the den, making sure the kits and queens were safe, but mostly RoseTail.

[Tundra]

Tigerdawn narrowed her eyes. "Your usually up before me..." She meowed, gazing at her apprentice. Then she shook her head. "Tough night at the Gathering, I assume." Tigerdawn turned and padded to the entrance. "Might as well get going. C'mon,"

[InvaderNellie]

:flower1:[/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT]SorrelPad pounced atop a grey mouse, killing it and padding back to the

[InvaderNellie]

:heart:
RoseTail awoke and noticed a greyish mouse with a heart clawed into it. She devoured said mouse and licked her shoulder.

[Beam]

Shinekit shrugged and bounced around Timberkit," Hey Timberkit! Watchya doin!?" She squealed in her naturally squeaky voice. She lashed her tail waiting to be yelled at again but when it didn't happen within one second, she bounced around Timberkit shooting questions at her and trying to be as annoying as possible. She put her rump and tail up in the air and pounced on her, then she bolted away waiting for Timberkit to chase after her and say,'SHINEKIT WHEN I GET MY PAWS ON YOU!' She giggled as she bolted away making sure she staying where Timberkit could see her so that Timberkit will know where to run to chase her.
A shrug was not an answer. Timberkit pushed her her paws harder on the ground, the kit's ranting questions were starting to annoy her majorly. "Im so tired, I was trying to rest!" she stomped her foot on the ground, a frustrated squeal reeding her voice. She watched with sharp, ager-brewing eyes ay the other kit who seemed almost too energetic for Timberkit. Well, in her tired state, anyways. Timberkit hastily sidestepped as the kit pounced again, trying not to be pummeled. Timberkit stayed still as the other kit tore away, staying in her sight purposefully. "What do you want?"

[InvaderNellie]

:flower1:[/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT]"S-stormkit" RoseTail mewled, " could you get me some water?"

[Seraphon]

A shrug was not an answer. Timberkit pushed her her paws harder on the ground, the kit's ranting questions were starting to annoy her majorly. "Im so tired, I was trying to rest!" she stomped her foot on the ground, a frustrated squeal reeding her voice. She watched with sharp, ager-brewing eyes ay the other kit who seemed almost too energetic for Timberkit. Well, in her tired state, anyways. Timberkit hastily sidestepped as the kit pounced again, trying not to be pummeled. Timberkit stayed still as the other kit tore away, staying in her sight purposefully. "What do you want?"
Shinekit giggled once more,"Come on! Yell at me! Yell at me!"

(Sorry it's short Beam I have to eat dinner)

[InvaderNellie]

:flower1:[/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT]RoseTail yawned and shook her head, awakening. "Might I please get some water?" the black-flecked reddish-brown she-cat asked, sapphire eyes glistening.

[Charmer]

RipplePaw

Morningblue sauntered out of the nursery and back into the clearing, two shrews meant for any hungry queens or kits still dangling from his jaws, he padded over to the freshkill pile and set them done. "Queen's and elders have been fed," he muttered under his breath as he chose a vole from near the bottom of the pile.

[RipplePaw]

RipplePaw

Morningblue sauntered out of the nursery and back into the clearing, two shrews meant for any hungry queens or kits still dangling from his jaws, he padded over to the freshkill pile and set them done. "Queen's and elders have been fed," he muttered under his breath as he chose a vole from near the bottom of the pile.
SparrowFang finally entered the camp after an exhausting day, too exhausting for her liking. She had caught only one mouse despite all her work, and she didn't even like mice. They were annoying to catch. Setting it in the fresh kill pile, she eagerly grabbed a shrew she found. Finally, something I'll actually enjoy doing.

[seasalt]

[omg sorry, this got buried in my quotes and mentions]

The old tom nodded, Leafwatcher didn't have to finish the sentence. Even Shredfern didn't want him to. Although they both knew it was coming sooner or later, he understood that his health was taking a real nosedive here. Leafwatcher just wanted him to be comfortable and happy when he did have to reach StarClan, and Shredfern understood that. He picked himself up, shoulders popping as he did. He rubbed up against his son affectionately with a gentle, almost weak purr.

"It's okay, Leafwatcher," He assured him, metallic eyes twinkling with understanding and a sort of love and appreciation that only a parent could have for their child, "Really, I will speak to Snowstar about moving me to the elders' den, all right? Unless..." He trailed off for a moment, "You'd like to do it yourself?" It was hard enough to accept the fact that Leafwatcher was a fully fledged, independent young adult warrior now, but now he wasn't going to be a warrior anymore? Not that elders weren't respected and taken care of, but he didn't want to be reminded that he was too old to help his Clan effectively every day. But this is what Leafwatcher wanted him to do, and if it's what Leafwatcher felt was best, then Shredfern would follow through with it. He couldn't hide his disappointment though, his meow was thick with it.

"If you think I need to go to the elders' den to complain about moss that isn't dry enough, then I'll go, Leafwatcher." His smile was strained and there was a stinging pain in his chest with a sad glint in his eyes. He wasn't fit to be a warrior anymore, he knew that. He only wished he could stick around with Leafwatcher just a little bit longer. He's not a kit anymore, Shredfern. He told himself, Let him go.
(Its happens!)
Leafwatcher's worried expression never faded, it just stayed their. The longer Shredfern talked, purred, or anything. The brown tabby kept on worrying. No cat could stop him from worrying. Maybe he should get his father to the medicine cat den, to get something for his throat, or something. He knew he couldn't stop age, however much he didn't want his father to die, it was going to happen. And that's what scared him to bits. He was the only parental figure he had left. He always was the only one who he sought for advice in his apprentice years. And now, his father's health was declining, and it upset him, a lot. And the only way he knew how to stop it was to get him to the medicine cat den. Something like that. He didn't know another way, really. Maybe, the worry over shadowed his sense in some way, which was probably the case. "I hope so," Leafwatcher replied, tail twitching, his brow furrowed as he heard his father's comment. "I wouldn't give up being a warrior, I really don't have a reason to." He wouldn't want to anyways. Things were happening. Tensions were raising with WindClan, and a battle could be on the way. And many cats would get hurt. And he didn't want cats to get hurt. Leafwatcher wasn't exactly happy about battle. He'd rather have peace. And he wasn't to thrilled on his maybe first battle. The other reason why he wanted his father to go to the elders den, besides his health. His father going into a battle, and perhaps, dying. His mother already died protecting him. He didn't want his father to have the same fate.

[Charmer]

SparrowFang finally entered the camp after an exhausting day, too exhausting for her liking. She had caught only one mouse despite all her work, and she didn't even like mice. They were annoying to catch. Setting it in the fresh kill pile, she eagerly grabbed a shrew she found. Finally, something I'll actually enjoy doing.

Morningblue looked up as he chose his vole and noticed Sparrowfang there as well. He nodded in greeting. "Sparrowfang," he muttered between closed teeth, turning to carry the vole to a corner of the clearing.

[RipplePaw]

Morningblue looked up as he chose his vole and noticed Sparrowfang there as well. He nodded in greeting. "Sparrowfang," he muttered between closed teeth, turning to carry the vole to a corner of the clearing.
SparrowFang was slightly startled by the cat talking to her but quickly calmed down. Not wanting to start a conversation she just nodded back, searching her mind for the name. "MorningBlue," she replied, relieved at her remembering his name and quickly turning around to head to a shady spot of the clearing. At least I'll be able to have a nice nap after this.. Just how I like it. She took a bite of her shrew and began to plan for how she would spend her next day.

[Charmer]

SparrowFang was slightly startled by the cat talking to her but quickly calmed down. Not wanting to start a conversation she just nodded back, searching her mind for the name. "MorningBlue," she replied, relieved at her remembering his name and quickly turning around to head to a shady spot of the clearing. At least I'll be able to have a nice nap after this.. Just how I like it. She took a bite of her shrew and began to plan for how she would spend her next day.

Morningblue nodded at the shecat. He noticed out of the corner of his eye that the shecat was headed in roughly the same direction as him. As they plodded along, he saw that they were headed to the same spot. Morningblue glanced at the shecat and moved to the edge of the spot and plopped down, taking a bite out of his vole as he stared blankly into the clearing.

[Charmer]

Tigerdawn narrowed her eyes. "Your usually up before me..." She meowed, gazing at her apprentice. Then she shook her head. "Tough night at the Gathering, I assume." Tigerdawn turned and padded to the entrance. "Might as well get going. C'mon,"

"Yeah," Cherrypaw agreed, shaking her pelt and racing after her mentor. Cherrypaw felt like she was in a fog of fatigue. she wanted nothing more than to curl up in her nest and keep sleeping, but she followed after Tigerdawn. A warrior doesn't stay in their nest. A warrior sacrifices and provides for her clan! she chided herself, willing her pawsteps to quicken as they traveled into Thunderclan territory.

[RipplePaw]

Morningblue nodded at the shecat. He noticed out of the corner of his eye that the shecat was headed in roughly the same direction as him. As they plodded along, he saw that they were headed to the same spot. Morningblue glanced at the shecat and moved to the edge of the spot and plopped down, taking a bite out of his vole as he stared blankly into the clearing.
SparrowFang rolled her eyes when MorningBlue sat in her same patch of shade, but didn't make much more of it. It wasn't effecting her efforts to eat and sleep so she didn't really care. She began eating her shrew and tried to gulp it down as fast as possible.

[Charmer]

SparrowFang rolled her eyes when MorningBlue sat in her same patch of shade, but didn't make much more of it. It wasn't effecting her efforts to eat and sleep so she didn't really care. She began eating her shrew and tried to gulp it down as fast as possible.

Morningblue finished the last few bites of his vole while the two cats sat in silence, and stared out over the clearing. Cats were talking, playing, and interacting. He flicked his ear and looked up at the sky, blue, but on the horizon, a few large, darker clouds appeared to be blowing in. "It might rain," he commented aloud in his usual, droning monotone.

[Captain]

CandyFlossCat (Ebonypaw)
Flintheart awaited his apprentice on the edge of the camp’s spacious clearing, his cold greenish blue-hued eyes seeming to flicker around to catch sight of that troublesome youngster. Though his sister was kind and more mature, he knew that it wouldn’t make his job much easier of training her stubborn brother. It reminded him of a rude Windclan apprentice he had met in a gathering a while ago named Ferretpaw, comparing the two young males - there was possibly that they could be distant relatives, but that was merely a joke to Flintheart. The old, senior warrior had been through a lot, seen many cats and experienced many harsh things throughout his existence ever since his eyes opened. He wouldn’t be some soft hearted she-cat that would be mothering him if he fell down in training, warriors needed to be tough, hard headed and focused. The dark grey-furred warrior took the challenge upon himself to take this young tom under his wing, as they say, and teach him to be an honorable warrior that the clan could be proud of. Flintheart knew for a fact that it was still quite early in the morning and that he could storm right into the apprentice's den and wake the younger cat himself, but decided to have a sliver of mercy on Ebonypaw since it was their first lesson together.

[wickedvirtues]

CandyFlossCat (Ebonypaw)
Flintheart awaited his apprentice on the edge of the camp’s spacious clearing, his cold greenish blue-hued eyes seeming to flicker around to catch sight of that troublesome youngster. Though his sister was kind and more mature, he knew that it wouldn’t make his job much easier of training her stubborn brother. It reminded him of a rude Windclan apprentice he had met in a gathering a while ago named Ferretpaw, comparing the two young males - there was possibly that they could be distant relatives, but that was merely a joke to Flintheart. The old, senior warrior had been through a lot, seen many cats and experienced many harsh things throughout his existence ever since his eyes opened. He wouldn’t be some soft hearted she-cat that would be mothering him if he fell down in training, warriors needed to be tough, hard headed and focused. The dark grey-furred warrior took the challenge upon himself to take this young tom under his wing, as they say, and teach him to be an honorable warrior that the clan could be proud of. Flintheart knew for a fact that it was still quite early in the morning and that he could storm right into the apprentice's den and wake the younger cat himself, but decided to have a sliver of mercy on Ebonypaw since it was their first lesson together.

Ebonypaw stretched in his nest, eyes peeling open as he grumbled and stretched, standing. His first lesson together with Flintheart. Knowing the tom wouldn't he happy he was later, he slowly trudged out of the apprentices den and yawned, trying to find Flintheart. It wasn't too hard, and he swept his tongue quickly through his fur so he'd look better for hunting and training. Honestly, he just wanted this to be over with. He didn't.. dispise his mentor, but he didn't really connect to him on a friendly personal level. He could've gotten a much worse mentor, in his eyes. He walked over, dipping his head. "Hello, Flintheart." He mewed monotonely, no excitement in his voice from a small lack of sleep the previous night. He was alert and ready, just not really putting his energy into conversing with the tom. He wasn't that type of cat. He stretched, energy stored in his limbs as he gazed up at him, faint respect shining in his eyes. He was one of the only cats that would be able to mentor Ebonypaw well, so he was glad Flintheart was chosen. If he wasn't mistaken, Flintheart would have stormed into the den and dragged him out if he hadn't woken up when he did. Thankfully, it hadn't come to that..for today. He sat, waiting for him to tell him what the pair would be doing today.

[Captain]

Ebonypaw stretched in his nest, eyes peeling open as he grumbled and stretched, standing. His first lesson together with Flintheart. Knowing the tom wouldn't he happy he was later, he slowly trudged out of the apprentices den and yawned, trying to find Flintheart. It wasn't too hard, and he swept his tongue quickly through his fur so he'd look better for hunting and training. Honestly, he just wanted this to be over with. He didn't.. dispise his mentor, but he didn't really connect to him on a friendly personal level. He could've gotten a much worse mentor, in his eyes. He walked over, dipping his head. "Hello, Flintheart." He mewed monotonely, no excitement in his voice from a small lack of sleep the previous night. He was alert and ready, just not really putting his energy into conversing with the tom. He wasn't that type of cat. He stretched, energy stored in his limbs as he gazed up at him, faint respect shining in his eyes. He was one of the only cats that would be able to mentor Ebonypaw well, so he was glad Flintheart was chosen. If he wasn't mistaken, Flintheart would have stormed into the den and dragged him out if he hadn't woken up when he did. Thankfully, it hadn't come to that..for today. He sat, waiting for him to tell him what the pair would be doing today.

The senior warrior sat there in complete silence, his ears twitching to the sound of birds flying overhead as their shadows could be seen out of the corner of his vision. Flintheart was lucky today with the weather, perfect for training with no rain or even any darkened clouds. It was a quiet, beautiful sunny day that were rare, but never wasted by him if he had anything to say about it in a sense. He soon saw the small apprentice stroll out from the apprentice’s known den, soon laying his own gaze on the grey-furred tom. Flintheart watched Ebonypaw with an observant, silence look as they made their way over to him. The mentor dipped his head to the young male as he did to him shortly after his greeting. “Good morning.” He simply said, his tone showing maturity and many moons of age with experience piled onto it, “As you know, the weather has been quite dreadful to the forest these past few sunrises, but it seems that Starclan has decided to give us a break, which gives you a perfect opportunity to start your training that has been long overdue.” A low, final sigh escaped Flintheart as he looked out into the distant woodland area and then back to young Ebonypaw, who was gazing up at him as he stretched his limbs and prepared himself for training. He was more mature than he had expected, the old mentor thought, but he wasn’t one to judge too quickly based on a simple first encounter. “Since it is your first day, I have decided to be nice and let you decide what you wish to learn first.” Flintheart finally mentioned, blinking up at the sky as he awaited an answer from the younger male, giving no further instruction or feedback about what he expected from him at this moment.

[Empress Of Evil]

All the while, the Russian Blue had been pacing nervously outside the nursery. He wanted to go in and be beside her, licking her ear to comfort her. But he knew that if anything, he would only get in the way. What seemed like forever was finally over and Stormstrike darted into the nursery, his eyes wide with what appeared to be worry. Was she alright? Were their kits alright? The warrior was very unfamiliar with this kind of stuff and the worry was evident in his pale orbs. He quickly scanned the nursery for where his mate would lay with their kits. His gaze quickly landed on a familiar Siamese with four bundles of fur at her belly. He rushed over to her, being careful not to trip over any tails or kits. As he reached her, he curled down beside her, pressing his nose to her cheek. The tom stayed like that before he slowly drew away. “How are you feeling?” He asked, nuzzling her affectionately. Only a few seconds later did he remember about the newest members of the clan. He turned his head so that he could get a clearer look of his kits. Each four of them had a resemblance of both parents, some more so one than the other. Gazing at them, Stormstrike felt a feeling of protectiveness wash over him. These were his kits and he would always do whatever he had to to protect them. The tom wasn’t quite sure what to expect from being a father, nor was he quite sure about all the details that came with parenting. Growing up, he’d never had a father that he could learn from. Even if he was rather unsure about what to do, he would do his very best to protect them and always be there for them. “They’re beautiful,” Stormstrike whispered, feeling overwhelmed with emotions.
The tom listened as Snowstar named two of the kits, two toms. They’re great names, He thought. He waited for the Siamese to continue naming the kits but when she didn’t, he took this as a sign that it was his turn. Nervousness etched itself onto his face as he tried to remember a few of the names he’d thought of not too long ago. “Mintkit,” He murmured, touching the she-cat lightly with his tail. His eyes glowed with love as he kept his gaze on the kit for a few moments before he turned his attention to the last kit. “And Weaselkit,” He said after a moment of thought. “Welcome to ThunderClan, my little warriors.”

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[Hexict]

Random Melchester Empress Of Evil RedHead Constellation

The small grey and white tom stretched out and yawned. The newborn kit was all exhausted from doing nothing and wished to rest a bit. It wasn't like he understood sleep yet, to the tiny tom sleep was simply a thing he wished to do. Tired was something he felt, and instinct told him to just rest and he'd feel less of that feeling of tired. He honestly didn't understand what had happened not long ago. Didn't understand that he was just born and that meant he was alive and now living in the same world as his mother and father. It seemed strange though. It felt colder now that he was out of the womb. He wished to move closer to Snowstar, but he was just too tired....

But he couldn't quite sleep yet. Through his closed ears, he heard the muffled sound of cats talking. First it came from the molly that smelled sweet and soft - the sent of pure comfort for a kit like him. She said a few simple things, though he was unaware that she had just given him a name.
He gave out a small cry as Honeyfur nudged him softly, and he heard some more muffled. He turned towards his aunt. She gave off a similar scent as his mother - having the milk scent of a queen. The tom-kit shuffled a little closer to her. Although something told him he should head towards Snowstar, he he still wiggled a bit closer to his aunt, as if giving her attention for giving him some.

Though the kit couldn't quite make it away from his mother's belly, still close to her and his other litter-mates, though he did stick his nose in the air and sniffed at Honeyfur as though still trying to get closer to her. Maybe he didn't like the crowded feeling of his siblings or perhaps he just wished to become familiar with the strange cat that had gentle nudged him and had said something he couldn't understand just a few moments ago. The tom was a bit curious about Honeyfur.

Suddenly the ground seemed to move just slightly as a warrior bounded over towards them. Tempestkit gave out a cry as the less welcoming scent of his father swept over him. He didn't have the same soft and milk scent as Snowstar and Honeyfur did. Plus, he was acting differently. The two queens had a certain gentleness about them - perhaps they were more gentle, or maybe it was due to Snowstar being a new mother and Honeyfur expecting her own kits as well - but Stormstrike didn't share the same gentleness as they did. He felt uncomfortable about the tom due to how different he was. This caused him to wiggle even closer towards Honeyfur. Besides, the molly had a certain... leadership about her. And he was attracted to that.

Perhaps he wanted to be like her?

[Random Melody]

Empress Of Evil
Hexict
RedHead
Constellation

Snowstar's eyes lit up when Stormstrike came into the den, and the Siamese reached up to press her nose lightly to his ear, a purr rumbling through her chest. "Im great. Tired, but, that's obvious." She gave a small giggle, and pricked her ears when Stormstrike turned to their kits. A proud look came into her ice blue eyes as she followed his gaze. Their kits. She adored them. And she knew her mate did, too.

"Look, Stormy.. They're so precious," She cooed. She fell silent, listening to the names he gave the other two. Mintkit and Weaselkit. "Perfect," Snowstar gazed lovingly at her kits, then brought her gaze to Tempestkit, who already seemed to be taking a liking to Honeyfur. With a chuckle, Snowstar gave her son a small nudge in his aunt's direction. "Honey, I think your Chosen One likes you."

"Of course he does. Us sibling leaders need to stick together, eh?" Honeyfur bent her head to gently run her muzzle across the top of Tempestkit's head, burying her nose into his short fur and inhaling softly. The kit already smelled like milk. It was a smell Honeyfur very well adored at this point. The golden Queen gently came forward, nosing Tempestkit's ears. "Im gonna teach him everything he needs to know about crazy siblings." She giggled lightly.

Snowstar shook her head in amusement at her sister, then turned her ice blue gaze onto Stormstrike, a smile tugging at her lips. "I wonder which one Blackstorm will take to." She remarked. And she didnt miss the side-glance from Honeyfur, either. Inwardly, Snowstar sighed. She knew Honeyfur had a hard time trusting their brother.... And Snowstar sometimes had her doubts. But come on - He was here, wasnt he? And he was doing great so far. Snowstar didnt see any reason not to trust him. But she shook it off and turned her attention back to her kits, lowering her head to gently lick the Weaselkit's ears, then Ripplekit's, then Mintkit's. She left Tempest alone, though, seeing as he was busy with Honeyfur, and Snowstar wanted him to interact with her sister as much as he could. Honeyfur would be a great influence on them... Unlike Foxthorn.

"I'd keep Foxy away from them for a while." Honeyfur commented suddenly, echoing Snowstar's thoughts as she lowered her head to gently nudge Tempestkit again. She had already taken a strong liking to the young Tom. He was definitely going to grow up like a leader. "Just in case." She added, hearing Snowstar snort in agreement. Now Roarclaw and Goldensky neither of them had any problem with. Speaking of Goldensky, where was she? She's somewhere. Honeyfur thought, keeping her green gaze focused on Tempestkit. She'd love these little ones.

[wickedvirtues]

The senior warrior sat there in complete silence, his ears twitching to the sound of birds flying overhead as their shadows could be seen out of the corner of his vision. Flintheart was lucky today with the weather, perfect for training with no rain or even any darkened clouds. It was a quiet, beautiful sunny day that were rare, but never wasted by him if he had anything to say about it in a sense. He soon saw the small apprentice stroll out from the apprentice’s known den, soon laying his own gaze on the grey-furred tom. Flintheart watched Ebonypaw with an observant, silence look as they made their way over to him. The mentor dipped his head to the young male as he did to him shortly after his greeting. “Good morning.” He simply said, his tone showing maturity and many moons of age with experience piled onto it, “As you know, the weather has been quite dreadful to the forest these past few sunrises, but it seems that Starclan has decided to give us a break, which gives you a perfect opportunity to start your training that has been long overdue.” A low, final sigh escaped Flintheart as he looked out into the distant woodland area and then back to young Ebonypaw, who was gazing up at him as he stretched his limbs and prepared himself for training. He was more mature than he had expected, the old mentor thought, but he wasn’t one to judge too quickly based on a simple first encounter. “Since it is your first day, I have decided to be nice and let you decide what you wish to learn first.” Flintheart finally mentioned, blinking up at the sky as he awaited an answer from the younger male, giving no further instruction or feedback about what he expected from him at this moment.

The apprentice blinked the sleepiness from his eyes, gazing at the sky. It was nice and clear, the weather having cleared today seemingly by fate. Huh, conveinient. Ebonypaw gazed up at his mentor, his tail curling around his paws. The clouds were white, drifting slowly across the blue sky. It was too bright for his usual likings, but after all the rain it was okay. A good day for hunting, maybe. The prey would probably be out and about due to the weather. He had a respect, not connection, for his mentor. He wasn't a.. friend, more a wise tom who he learned from and then left. He was slightly unnerved by his silence, but shrugged off the feeling as he thought it was stupid. "Good morning, Flintheart." He replied, tail flicking. He seemed restless, like he wanted to get out of the den and run around and hunt. He pricked his ears, nodding. He dispised the weather haulting his training, and thanked StarClan for the nice weather today. He was glad, the weather was warm and nice. Ebonypaw preferred warmth, surprisingly with his black pelt. "Thank StarClan, time to get out of that stuffy den." He mewed, fluffing out his fur. He followed his mentors gaze, seeing a woodland area he thought he'd be hunting. A good spot, from what he knew. He stood quickly to his paws, eager and restless to go out and hunt. He liked his mentors maturity, he wouldn't have respected a bubbly kit-like mentor who babied them. "I think.. I want to practice hunting, I'm not that good at it.." he admitted, shuffling his paws slightly. He hated telling cats his weaknesses, besides Ivorypaw obviously. He gazed up at his mentor, waiting for his reply to his request. Fighting he was decent at, but hunting he was bad at.

[Brilliance]

[FONT="Palatino Linotype"]The gray tabby stared at the tom with wide, curious eyes as she awaited his reply. She noticed the surprise on his face and for a moment, was feeling rather puzzled herself. He acted as though he’d never had someone say that to him. Surely everyone would’ve had someone say similar words? “Oh good….” Ashkit said, letting out a sigh of relief. The kit wasn’t quite sure why she cared so much for someone she didn’t know, but she did a lot of things without having a reason behind it. Perhaps it was just because he was a fellow clan mate, despite the fact that he too could turn on her too and start bullying her. That’s how Ashkit met most of her bullies, she did something nice for them and return they hurled harsh words at her. She’d never understood why though, what was so different about her that encouraged them to target her? Of all cats it had to be her.

As another tom came along, one that looked very similar to the first one, her expression of bewilderment returned. There were….two of them? It didn’t make any sense to her that there were two of them, but she didn’t question it as the second tom cat spoke. The words that spilled out of his mouth sounded rather mean, and the she-cat couldn’t help but get rather defensive. “Hey! There’s no need to be rude!” Ashkit spat, fur bristling at the situation. One moment ago, she had been confused yet relieved, now she was bristling with anger. What the tabby didn’t realise was that most cats didn’t do that. Just by those few sentences, Ashkit could already tell that she wasn’t going to get along very well with the second kit. Her attention turned back to the other kit as he spoke again, her hackles still raised and jaw clenched. His polite tone seemed to calm her down and she relaxed, yet her gaze hardened whenever she glanced at the newcomer. “I can tell,” She muttered to herself, taking his words seriously rather than in the joking way Fireflykit would. “I’m Ashkit!” She then replied in a more cheerful tone, the negative emotions suddenly gone. It was as if none of that had even happened. Out of curiosity, she took a small glance at the tom called Fireflykit just to see if he was angry about her sharp remark early. Despite her cheerful attitude, her emotions changed again as she glared daggers at him without even realising how quickly her emotions had changed. A few seconds later, she returned her green gaze to Lightningbugkit and put on a wide grin.

[Sounds good!]



Lightningbugkit's vibrant green hues widened in surprise when a gray tabby kit bounded over to him, checking him over. The tom kit wasn't sure what to think at first. He'd never experienced this before. "Um-I'm.." His sentence was cut off as a similar golden calico bounded up to the two kits. His matching green eyes rolled, and Lightningbugkit flattened his ears slightly at Fireflykit's words. "Yes, I'm perfectly fine." He told the She-kit kindly, hoping to cover up some of his brother's rude words. "But thanks for being.... Concerned." I hope that's the way to put it. She seemed a little more than concerned.

At his brother's next words, it was Lightningbugkit's turn to roll his eyes. "Calm down Fireflykit. You're getting worked up over nothing." Lightningbugkit could tell his brother was also playing around a bit, and he swatted his twin back with a paw. "I figured letting you sleep in would give you less time to wreck havoc." Lightningbugkit's eyes gleamed with amusement, then he turned back to the gray-furred she-kit. "Excuse me, but let me introduce myself. My name is Lightningbugkit, and that is my twin brother over there, Fireflykit." He flicked his tail at his brother, the white fur on his tail shining in the sun. "He's a little bit of a trouble-maker, so don't mind him much. Quite high-strung too." The kit purred, loud enough for both of his companions to hear. Of course Fireflykit would know he was joking, there were no negative feelings between the two brothers. Well, there were nearly no negative feelings. Lightningbugkit couldn't lie about that. "So, what's your name?" Be asked the she-kit, giving her his natural charming smile that would be the part of cause of she-cats crushing on him in the future.

{So how about the pattern is me, Empress, then Constellation? And Cerise can come in when you want Consrellation.}


Fireflykit stared on boredly as the two other kits introduced themselves. His ears perked ever so slightly when Lightningbugkit introduced himself. It made the tom quite aggravated. What if he didn't want this other kit to know his name? Not that Fireflykit was secretive or anything of the sort. He liked giving any information himself from his own mouth. But his twin brother felt that he lead them both. Hah! Firefly found that funny, but at the she kit’s words, his own fire had shown through. “I can be anyway I want!” He his tail stood in alert and he narrowed his eyes at her. Fireflykit was a trouble maker, and he never abide to anyone's rules...unless they were his mother's. “And, I am not high strung!” He spat at his brother, clearly dissatisfied at both their companies. The young tom turned away, wrapping his bushy tail around himself. Normally, he was ready to mimic the other two kits as Lightningbugkit flashed that “ever so sweet” smile that Fireflykit didn't inherit, but he was still a tad jealous of. He didn't understand the reason as to why it was so charming. His own smile was very different. Very rebellious--because he always smirked more than he smiled, but his smirk was charming either way.

His eyes darted around for anything exciting to do. Fireflykit did not like small talk. It was boring. Actions were far more important. So, the tom gave the other two a look, staring at..this Ashkit like she was nothing. Clearly, she wasn't to him. So, he bounded forward. Leaving the two other kits to do what they boredly did. Instead, the tom was looking for mischief he wanted to settle himself into. Anyone to bother, or anything he could do. Nothing seemed to take his interest as he grunted. “Thunderclan is so boring!” He sat on he ground, his tail swaying gently as he looked around. There absolutely wasn't anything to do. He debated on whether going back to be with his brother and the other cat...what was her name? The tom kit shook his head. No time for remembering such!

Though all the while, another kit was at the mouth of the nursery. Her charming green eyes danced at all her surroundings. Glancing back, she made sure her mother was still asleep. She doubted if her mother would allow her to play in the clearing, especially with no other cats watching them. She had seen two kits dash out, in a moment of sleep. One, then the other. So, she contemplated whether she would come out and play, and so she did. But before she did that, Cerisekit stumbled back into the Nursery den and she tore off a good size of moss from Birchflower’s bedding. The small she kit fixed it into a ball, firmly knotting each piece delicately before she flicked it with a paw--a little too hard than necessary as it bounced out the nursery.

Cerisekit ran after it, as much as her small legs could carry her. The ball wasn't that far away, and her little tail bobbed after it. She ran after it, flicking it once again, and the ball bounced forward. Well, all the way forward until it smacked against an unknown face.

“Hey!” Fireflykit growled when the ball hit him. He stopped its flow, holding it with a claw. Out his side vision, he could see a snickering glossy red Somali mix. “What's so funny?”

Instead of answering him, she giggled lightly, but Fireflykit was not pleased. “Sorry!...” More giggles escaped her. “Don't be in the way when a moss ball is coming.” She told him, rather proudly.

Fireflykit tilted his head for a moment, wanting to laugh himself. As he threw the moss ball back at her, hoping to hit her in the face with it, but instead Cerisekit gracefully caught it with a paw, bringing it down with a loud thud. Fireflykit was quite impressed. “Lesson-”

“Learned.” Cerisekit finished, lashing her fluffy like tail in the air. “I seen you sneak out earlier--or, did you sneak out? Because I thought I seen you sneak out earlier. I swear I'm not crazy! It's like you snuck out twice! I bet you thought I was asleep though. But I wasn't asleep.” She giggled once more, but no she wasn't asleep. More so, she was in the moment of having an off and on waking.

Fireflykit nodded, knowing it was his brother she meant, but perhaps she didn't know he had a twin. He didn't know the she kit that well, but he knew one thing: he liked her better. She had the type of vibe he wanted to deal with.

“So…?” Cerisekit prompted, staring at the tom with a long look.

“So what?” He perked his ears, probably came out too harsh than he intended.

“What is your name?” Cerisekit gave an exasperated blow. “Yesh! I give you my name and you act like I can't have your name? What are you? Some important figure or something?” Normally, Fireflykit would had been offended-- and though he was, there was something humorous about the she kit. The way she answered playfully more than anything else.

“I am an important figure.” He puffed out his chest, lashing his tail up.

“Oh, yeah, okay.” Cerisekit rolled her eyes. Then, flicked them back towards the fluffy tom. She appeared to be analyzing him in a way, but as quick as her gaze came, it left and landed on two felines nearby. “Hey! That's the one I seen earlier today!”

Fireflykit turned his head, staring towards Lightningbugkit and Ashkit. Cerisekit giggled. “Oh man! The two of you are twins! I thought I was going crazy!” She glanced from Fireflykit back to Lightningbugkit. “We should say hi to them! We should play with them!”

“Who is we?” Though Fireflykit knew he might have gotten along well with the she cat, he doubted he would dub her as a friend. But, the Somali mix was already bounding towards the other two kits before Fireflykit’s words could even reach his ears.

The sun reflected on her glossy red fur as she made it to the other felines, a bright smile on her face. “I seen you coming out the nursery den earlier! I didn't know you had a twin! You both look so much a like...identical!” She looked almost awestruck; fascination written all over her face as she stared brightly at the two new kits. “I'm Cerisekit!” She introduced herself, sitting down , and bringing her tail to brush under her chin, in an almost adorable manner. Because if it was one thing this she kit knew? She was adorable.

~OWO~

[Dawnpaw & Foxpaw]

“Nothing? Sounds good to me!” Dawnpaw was ready to turn around, slip in for the day. There was nothing for him to do. She didn't need him. The apprentice thought for a moment: if she didn't need him, then what would he do? As much as Dawnpaw loved being lazy, he tried to keep away from it. Most others wouldn't find him well hidden in a tree and napping the day away. But he had just got finished with a nap! The Siamese mix didn't know what to do now--well...he could bother some weaklings...woah--wait, what? “Huh?!”

Before Dawnpaw could react, Foxpaw was the one overreacting. Dawnpaw flicked his tail at his words, and almost gave an exaggerated sigh. To Dawnpaw--was this apprentice always dramatic? And, the tom thought his sister was overrated...not even his little sister was this overrated.

His ocean colored eyes quickly scanned the other apprentice. She looked too proud for her own good. He had plenty choice words for her, but he kept it down. He knew that she was Springingsky’s granddaughter. And, he also knew that Springingsky would surely nip at him for using harsh attitude towards her beloved granddaughter. Talk about spoiled, Dawnpaw looked away for a moment to roll his eyes. He turned back to Foxpaw, managing as much as a genuine smile as possible, though it was clearly forced. “Yeah, I tried that card,” he told her. “Just because you're an apprentice doesn't grant you any more privileges than you had as a kit,” and if you're acting that way, you seem to belong in the nursery den.

Of course, to warriors and older ranks, Dawnpaw might as well came off as mature, his sadistic and cold nature hiding under well unpeeled layers. He was naturally aggressive. Just one of the many kits without a father. Maybe that had spiked up his behavior. “Besides, a walk sounds like a relief!” The tom nodded, obeying his mentor. Turning once again to Foxpaw, he half lidded his eyes. “And, you should respect Springingsky. Warrior business was for warriors only, dear.” The tom perfected a casual tone that made his voice deep and sounded respectable. Inwardly, he was cursing himself for acting like such a “goody”. He didn't want to be on this walk with her either! Let alone be anywhere near her. Dawnpaw seen her a couple times. She was annoying. He only hoped she wasn't as annoying as he thought she would be. Possibly, maybe he was wrong though. “I think we would make,” he paused, mentally gagging, “Great friends.” There. He did it. Yet, if he had a heart, it would had twisted. But, nothing was there.

Passionblaze gave his mother a look of disbelief. The fact that she told the young apprentice about her father in the first place! Now, since Passionblaze still loved his brother, and had faith that maybe...one day, he would see reality and come back home; to Thunderclan. He didn't want Foxpaw to think negatively of her father. Passionblaze tried to give him a good name...as good of a name as a Fox-heart could have. But that was hard considering the actions of Burn. No wonder that it was hurting Foxpaw.

“Listen, Foxy...you're not alone. Just because your father is…” What was an excellent way to describe him without using Fox-heart. He knew his niece didn't like that word. “In a way confused, because he lost himself. But you are going to be better than all of them. You're the eldest, so you're a natural leader. There are many kits who don't have fath…-” Maybe it wasn't a good idea to be discussing this. Dawnpaw was here. The Thunderclan and Shadowclan born cat. Born to the one she cat Passionblaze thought was gonna be Burn’s mate...but apparently that didn't go according to plan.

“Momma’s right, Foxy! Go ahead and take a walk. Enjoy yourself and relieved stress. You're far too young to be having stress in the first place. And, just because you're an apprentice-” Passionblaze flicked his tail toward Dawnpaw. “Does not give you the privileges of a warrior. You still abide to our rules.” He gave her the stare. That stare you give your children as to say You understand? A walk would do her some justice upon finding out about new siblings. Though Passionblaze still had hope that Burn would come to his senses and step up. I feel pretty bad for Foxpaw. My poor niece. But even more devastated for every she cat that falls for my brother’s whims… Oh, Starclan. I'm begging you to help my family.

“Foxy, I know you love making new friends. So, just try it out.” She would forget everything by tonight. Hopefully. Secretly, Passionblaze preferred it was a she cat that Foxpaw was tagging along with, but he kept this well hidden. Flicking his tail over her ears, and turning his head to give her an affectionate lick atop her own, the tom flashed his mother a look: I hope you know what you are doing.

[RipplePaw]

Morningblue finished the last few bites of his vole while the two cats sat in silence, and stared out over the clearing. Cats were talking, playing, and interacting. He flicked his ear and looked up at the sky, blue, but on the horizon, a few large, darker clouds appeared to be blowing in. "It might rain," he commented aloud in his usual, droning monotone.
SparrowFang sighed. "It better not," she growled slightly, finishing her shrew and curling up into a ball. She turned away from MorningBlue and closed her eyes, trying to sleep. It was still pretty bright out, so it was hard. It better just be clouds. Just enough to block the sun but not too much so it doesn't rain.

[Beam]

Shinekit giggled once more,"Come on! Yell at me! Yell at me!"

(Sorry it's short Beam I have to eat dinner)
Timberkit was about to blow her top, almost about to become like a snappy mother and full-on yell at the other kit. Then they begged her to yell at them, and a little smirk dpread across her face. If this kit really wanted the brown tabby to yell at them, Timberkit would do the exact opposite. She was stubborn that way. "Why would I do that?" she asked innocently, pronouncing every word slowly while batting her eyes, "The seems so mean."

[Brilliance]

RedHead
Random Melchester
Hexict
Empress Of Evil

The small solid blue tom let out a whimper upon the impact of his sister. He swiveled around trying to knock her off him in any way. He wanted to be left alone. Curling himself into a tight ball, nestled in his mother's fur. The flecks of her stomach fur made him feel quite warm. He snuggled deeper into her, breathing ever so slowly. With his eyes already sealed shut, his small salmon tongue came out every now and then as if he was trying to get a taste out of the world. He felt the rasp tongue of his mother,m. At first, he began protesting at her touch, but it was of a gentle one, so he allowed it to wash upon him. He unfurled himself, moving ever so closely to his mother.m, hoping to bury himself in her fur, but with the other kits around, it was kinda hard for him to do. So instead, his damp nose kept touch with her belly fur, and he moved his head around upon this new discovery. He took a sniff--at least tried to, as he quickly latched onto one. And, boy did this one suckle! With his paws kneading her belly, he felt the warm liquid flow down through it. He nursed vigorously and almost endlessly upon this new discovery. And, he did not stop when he had his fill. Oh no, he suckled continuously. But he still pushed his siblings away at feeling the next kit close to him. He thought they might be trying to steal his food, not really knowing that there were all the more to share.

[Charmer]

SparrowFang sighed. "It better not," she growled slightly, finishing her shrew and curling up into a ball. She turned away from MorningBlue and closed her eyes, trying to sleep. It was still pretty bright out, so it was hard. It better just be clouds. Just enough to block the sun but not too much so it doesn't rain.

Morningble continued to stare up at the sky, then glanced over to see Sparrowfang curled up for a nap. He flicked his ear, and began to groom his chest fur, then his paws before taking a big whiff of the air. "Definitely rain coming," he murmured, rising to his feet.

[lone]

Flareheart felt the warmth of Hawkfeather's body against his own, and he welcomed it. He knew he had a very low chance with the playful feline seeing that she was rather naive and completely oblivious to the concept of love, but that didn't mean he couldn't have fun. Flareheart felt like a young kit again! He liked how he felt around Hawkfeather, young and carefree. It could be argued that he always felt that way, but his feelings felt more prominent around the other feline. His eyes bright with excitement, he looked up at Hawkfeather and met shining blue eyes.

Flarey? Adorable? Flareheart wasn't adorable! He was fierce! He didn't mind the nickname so much. It came smoothly from Hawkfeather's mouth, he believed. If anyone he hadn't had his eyes on - aka his flirting targets - called him Flarey, then they'd have an issue on their paws... No, they wouldn't. Flareheart couldn't hurt a fly. Lost in Hawkfeather's vibrant blue eyes and pleasant voice, his scrabbling hind feet slowly stopped their search for a hold. Eventually, he lied slack against the ground while Hawkfeather stood over him.

``Yes, I suppose you have me...`` Flareheart drawled teasingly, rolling his eyes in a playful manner. ``As long as you promise to never refer to me as adorable again! I am not adorable - I'm fierce!`` His tone was lighthearted, a sign that he only said what he said for the sake of their playing. He sorta wanted to hear Hawkfeather call him Flarey and adorable again. He liked the way it sounded coming from her.

He knew better than to believe Hawkfeather's words were flirtatious. Already he's learned that the feline was quite naive, too naive for the complex systems of flirting. But because he knew better, Flareheart can better protect himself from hurt. Now he didn't think his attempts were leading somewhere, and he was free to drop the charming act and be his kit-like self. After all, not many cats appreciated his immature nature, but Hawkfeather did. Though they'd only just met, Flareheart couldn't help but strongly appreciate Hawkfeather.

"But... why would you want to be fierce? It's better to be adorable! Everyone likes adorable cats! And Flarey is an adorable nickname! At least I think so, don't you think so?" Hawkfeather mewed, momentary confusion passing over her features. She did think Flareheart was adorable! He was! And Flarey was a perfect nickname for him, wasn't it? "But if you don't like it, then I won't call you it," She declared with a friendly smile on her features. That was fair. She wanted Flareheart to like her, after all, and he wasn't going to like her if she kept on calling him a nickname that he didn't want! Hawkfeather never wanted anyone to be sad around her. Bright blue eyes glanced down at the tom again, her confusion still present on her features although it was less then it had been a little while ago.

She liked Flareheart! He was proving to be fun company for the day, and Hawkfeather was glad she had found something to do. Sometimes she felt a little like dead weight for the Clan, although she did her part... while the feline might not have actually [fought in the Liberations, to end the Evil Era, she had been supportive of her clanmates who were fighting! And she had done her best! But after one fight, she had been pretty shaken up. Those were dark times. Times that Hawkfeather never wanted to go through again. Even she wasn't naive enough to shut her eyes to the suffering and pain that time had caused. She wished she had been.

A flicker of sorrow crossed over her features, just enough to show that she remembered when things had been different... before Snowstar had been leader, before the previous leader Gyrestar had been leader, before any of that. She remembered. Despite the fact that she wished she didn't, she... still did.

[Hexict]

Random Melchester Empress Of Evil RedHead Constellation

Tempestkit gave off a tiny purr as he felt Honeyfur's muzzle on his head again. He lifted his small head - which felt heavy to the newborn - as she took a deep breath of his fur. The kit wondered who this cat was and why she smelled like his mother and why she felt so warm. He heard more mumbling, which peaked his curiosity. The tom wished he understood what they were saying, wanting to know what was going on.He was confused as to why everything seemed different here than when he was in the comfortable belly of his mother.

The tom was happy that Honeyfur was giving him more attention though. And he thoughts on the mumbling simply washed away as he tried to figure out who the golden molly was that was near him. She felt welcoming and he had a safe feeling, one that he didn't really have towards his father whom wasn't as gentle or soft as the queens. Maybe when Tempest was old enough to really understand what was happening then he would love his father? And then wouldn't be unnerved by him like he was now. Maybe they would be able to play too? Tempestkit could probably also play with Honeyfur when he got a bit older. He could also play with his litter-mates and other clan-mates... but right now he wasn't thinking about playing, that was for later.

Purring once more as she again muzzled his, this time touching his ear with her nose. The nose was a bit cold, but the tom himself was already feeling the cold air so the wet nose didn't quite faze him all that much. His thin rat-like tail flicked behind him as he remained sprawled in the nest, still lifting his face towards his aunt. When he grew a bit older, he'd be able to actually get to know Honeyfur and spend some actual time with her.

(i'm fine with the time skip whenever you guys are :3 sorry if that sounds like i'm rushing, i'm really not~)

[Random Melody]

Empress Of Evil
Hexict
RedHead
Constellation

Mintkit mewled softly as she fell sideways off of her brother, but the she-kit was hardly fazed. She quickly scrambled to her paws and pressed her head against Ripplekit's side, allowing a soft purr to escape her despite herself. Her front paws reached up to paw at the top of his head, her mouth opening in a soft mewl as she nipped lightly at him. But then she rolled off beside him and pressed her nose into Snowstar's stomach, latching on and beginning to suckle.

Snowstar watched in amusement, glad when Ripplekit finally began to eat.. Or drink.... Or whatever it was. And even more glad when Mintkit began to suckle as well. The Siamese sat back, and turned her gaze to her other kits lovingly, a small purr escaping her lips. Life cant get any better.

Honeyfur giggled softly at Tempestkit, nuzzling her nose into his head with a soft purr. This kit was definitely a sweet one, but he would probably turn out to be troublesome later on. But there was no doubt in Honeyfur's mind that he would turn out a great warrior. In fact, she was sure all of them would. With Snowstar, Stormstrike, herself and the others around the guide them and help them, they would be just fine to take on the world.

The golden she-cat smiled down at the kit, reaching down to rasp her tongue lightly over his head. This was her nephew. Her nephews and her niece. Still, Honeyfur felt like she had more of an attachment to Tempestkit - And he had just been born. Honeyfur knew she wasnt wrong about him though. He would be a good leader for his siblings.

(Im good with a timeskip whenever you guys are <3)

[RipplePaw]

Morningble continued to stare up at the sky, then glanced over to see Sparrowfang curled up for a nap. He flicked his ear, and began to groom his chest fur, then his paws before taking a big whiff of the air. "Definitely rain coming," he murmured, rising to his feet.
"Ugh, stupid weather, always ruining everything! Well, I don't want to get my pelt wet, I guess I can't just take a nap!" SparrowPelt hissed, got up, and stretched. She looked around for something to make herself useful. Sighing, she sat down and continued to look around.

[Charmer]

"Ugh, stupid weather, always ruining everything! Well, I don't want to get my pelt wet, I guess I can't just take a nap!" SparrowPelt hissed, got up, and stretched. She looked around for something to make herself useful. Sighing, she sat down and continued to look around.

Morningblue rose to his feet, still staring up at the sky. He thought of what he could do in the mean time. There seemed to be little point in refreshing scent markers since the rain was going to wash them off anyway. He had just gone hunting earlier today, but he knew that once the rain actually started, hunting would become difficult until it stopped. He got up and stretched his limbs, giving his pelt a good shake. "I'm going hunting before it starts," he announced, and shot a look at the shecat. "Come if you like," he added.

[AbsurdJinx]

"But... why would you want to be fierce? It's better to be adorable! Everyone likes adorable cats! And Flarey is an adorable nickname! At least I think so, don't you think so?" Hawkfeather mewed, momentary confusion passing over her features. She did think Flareheart was adorable! He was! And Flarey was a perfect nickname for him, wasn't it? "But if you don't like it, then I won't call you it," She declared with a friendly smile on her features. That was fair. She wanted Flareheart to like her, after all, and he wasn't going to like her if she kept on calling him a nickname that he didn't want! Hawkfeather never wanted anyone to be sad around her. Bright blue eyes glanced down at the tom again, her confusion still present on her features although it was less then it had been a little while ago.

She liked Flareheart! He was proving to be fun company for the day, and Hawkfeather was glad she had found something to do. Sometimes she felt a little like dead weight for the Clan, although she did her part... while the feline might not have actually [fought in the Liberations, to end the Evil Era, she had been supportive of her clanmates who were fighting! And she had done her best! But after one fight, she had been pretty shaken up. Those were dark times. Times that Hawkfeather never wanted to go through again. Even she wasn't naive enough to shut her eyes to the suffering and pain that time had caused. She wished she had been.

A flicker of sorrow crossed over her features, just enough to show that she remembered when things had been different... before Snowstar had been leader, before the previous leader Gyrestar had been leader, before any of that. She remembered. Despite the fact that she wished she didn't, she... still did.

Flareheart was quick to respond. He did want to hear the nickname again, and he did want Hawkfeather to call him adorable. He jumped into responding, and his eagerness was a sign that he did want to hear those two words come from her mouth in the future. ``No! No! I like it. I was just teasing you,`` He purred softly, amused by her obliviousness. ``I'll just have to call you Hawky and cute, and then we'll be even.`` He should've known better than to teasingly respond to her. Hawkfeather seemed to take everything seriously, and jokes and sarcasm didn't seem to be part of her vocabulary. However, her naive nature made her even more likeable, he believed.

He took notice of the sadness flicking over her features, and immediately concern flashed in his own. Flareheart's tone became gentle, like a mother trying to soothe her kits, and he yearned to see her happy. Hawkfeather was supposed to be happy! This was a happy moment, was it not? They were making friends! ``Hey, hey... What's wrong?`` Flareheart didn't seem to mind that Hawkfeather still stood over him, looking down at him while he looked up at her. In fact, he rather preferred their current position. He could see clearly into her eyes, and the sun behind her brightened her features. Flareheart smiled softly at her, entranced by her beauty. Hawkfeather was honestly a gorgeous feline, but his favorite physical feature of hers was her eyes. They were very bright and a unique blue, while his own eyes were a dull brown.

[RedHead]

The young Siamese felt his brother press up against him to suckle, trying to push him out of the way. The kit didn't complain about this action, just simply shifted himself a little bit to fit his brother's needs. Now Weaselkit was a larger kit, bigger than his siblings. He could've just pushed Ripplekit away, but even though he was really young, he didn't feel as if it was nice to push his brother away.

Weaselkit finished suckling, and curled his thick furry tail aroun his nose, his back pressed against his mother. He didn't feel exactly tired, but he didn't feel like moving around either. Weaselkit just wanted some peace and quiet. He continued o hear mumbles above his head, but he simply flattened his ears a bit, and that seemed to do the trick. A problem solver Weasel was.

Random Melchester
Empress Of Evil
Constellation
Hexict
{Yep I'm fine with a Timeskip!}

[InvaderNellie]

RoseTail finally gave birth, triplet kits, Yellowkit, Dapplekit, and Nightkit. The triplets mewed in hunger as Rosetail stretched on her side.

[Captain]

The apprentice blinked the sleepiness from his eyes, gazing at the sky. It was nice and clear, the weather having cleared today seemingly by fate. Huh, conveinient. Ebonypaw gazed up at his mentor, his tail curling around his paws. The clouds were white, drifting slowly across the blue sky. It was too bright for his usual likings, but after all the rain it was okay. A good day for hunting, maybe. The prey would probably be out and about due to the weather. He had a respect, not connection, for his mentor. He wasn't a.. friend, more a wise tom who he learned from and then left. He was slightly unnerved by his silence, but shrugged off the feeling as he thought it was stupid. "Good morning, Flintheart." He replied, tail flicking. He seemed restless, like he wanted to get out of the den and run around and hunt. He pricked his ears, nodding. He dispised the weather haulting his training, and thanked StarClan for the nice weather today. He was glad, the weather was warm and nice. Ebonypaw preferred warmth, surprisingly with his black pelt. "Thank StarClan, time to get out of that stuffy den." He mewed, fluffing out his fur. He followed his mentors gaze, seeing a woodland area he thought he'd be hunting. A good spot, from what he knew. He stood quickly to his paws, eager and restless to go out and hunt. He liked his mentors maturity, he wouldn't have respected a bubbly kit-like mentor who babied them. "I think.. I want to practice hunting, I'm not that good at it.." he admitted, shuffling his paws slightly. He hated telling cats his weaknesses, besides Ivorypaw obviously. He gazed up at his mentor, waiting for his reply to his request. Fighting he was decent at, but hunting he was bad at.

Flintheart peered at the smaller male out of the corner of his eye for a quiet moment, listening to him admit about hunting. “Then it is decided.” The mentor remarked, his tail flicking behind him as he spoke, “Follow me, please.” The senior was strict and stubborn, but he had the decency to have manners. He wasn’t a savage or anything like that, otherwise he’d be as bad as the cats in the Dark Forest. A low yawn came from the older male, his jaws widening to display his sharp teeth as he stretched to his paws. Unlike other cats, Flintheart didn’t sleep most nights, far too awake with things swarming in his mind. Flintheart looked at Ebonypaw for a moment, thinking about something and then huffing, beginning to walk past him. “By the end of the day, I will make sure that you know all the basics of hunting.” He explained, his ear twitching ever so slightly with each step. Flintheart had the determination, the motive, the audacity to make this apprentice, his apprentice, the best warrior this clan had ever seen.

[ Continued in Thunderclan Territory ]

[wickedvirtues]

Flintheart peered at the smaller male out of the corner of his eye for a quiet moment, listening to him admit about hunting. “Then it is decided.” The mentor remarked, his tail flicking behind him as he spoke, “Follow me, please.” The senior was strict and stubborn, but he had the decency to have manners. He wasn’t a savage or anything like that, otherwise he’d be as bad as the cats in the Dark Forest. A low yawn came from the older male, his jaws widening to display his sharp teeth as he stretched to his paws. Unlike other cats, Flintheart didn’t sleep most nights, far too awake with things swarming in his mind. Flintheart looked at Ebonypaw for a moment, thinking about something and then huffing, beginning to walk past him. “By the end of the day, I will make sure that you know all the basics of hunting.” He explained, his ear twitching ever so slightly with each step. Flintheart had the determination, the motive, the audacity to make this apprentice, his apprentice, the best warrior this clan had ever seen.

[ Continued in Thunderclan Territory ]
Ebonypaw looked up at him, a tiny smile forming at the corners of his lips as his mentor said they'd be hunting. He didn't need any fighting practice like Ivorypaw did. It was weird, his sister failed at fighting and and he failed at hunting. "Okay." He mewed, standing and following his mentor with interest. Ebonypaw glanced around, interested as he'd never really gone out before. He turned to look at his mentor, ears pricked and a determined look in his eyes. He'd make his mentor see he would be a good warrior, through anything he could do. His tail was swaying and his claws were flexing. He was more awake now, stronger looking. He gazed up at his mentor, blinking before shrugging it off. He trusted his mentor, so why would he do anything to him? "Good." Ebonypaw mewed, standing tall and strong. He wanted to be the best he could at everything, not a flop in hunting but a good fighter. He glanced around his mentor, seeing the area they were approaching. His jaws watered as he thought of the prey, squirrels and mice and shrews.
{Okie}

[Seraphon]

Timberkit was about to blow her top, almost about to become like a snappy mother and full-on yell at the other kit. Then they begged her to yell at them, and a little smirk dpread across her face. If this kit really wanted the brown tabby to yell at them, Timberkit would do the exact opposite. She was stubborn that way. "Why would I do that?" she asked innocently, pronouncing every word slowly while batting her eyes, "The seems so mean."
Shinekit dramatically quivered her lip and started bouncing around and annoying her again,"please!!???"

[Splash]

@InvaderNellie

Autumnwind stood up from where she had been previously been laying in the shade of a small sapling. She shook out her long, orange-brown fur and rasped her rough tounge through it a couple of times before stretching, her green eyes flashing as she did so. After this, she picked her way to the exit of camp to hunt, passing Rosetail on the way. "Hello," she meowed to the she-cat, pausing briefly. "I'm going hunting, do you want to come with?" she added politely. Although Autumnwind was more of an introverted cat, she knew that it was valuable to have relationships within her clan, and right now gaining these was the molly's goal.

[lone]

Flareheart was quick to respond. He did want to hear the nickname again, and he did want Hawkfeather to call him adorable. He jumped into responding, and his eagerness was a sign that he did want to hear those two words come from her mouth in the future. ``No! No! I like it. I was just teasing you,`` He purred softly, amused by her obliviousness. ``I'll just have to call you Hawky and cute, and then we'll be even.`` He should've known better than to teasingly respond to her. Hawkfeather seemed to take everything seriously, and jokes and sarcasm didn't seem to be part of her vocabulary. However, her naive nature made her even more likeable, he believed.

He took notice of the sadness flicking over her features, and immediately concern flashed in his own. Flareheart's tone became gentle, like a mother trying to soothe her kits, and he yearned to see her happy. Hawkfeather was supposed to be happy! This was a happy moment, was it not? They were making friends! ``Hey, hey... What's wrong?`` Flareheart didn't seem to mind that Hawkfeather still stood over him, looking down at him while he looked up at her. In fact, he rather preferred their current position. He could see clearly into her eyes, and the sun behind her brightened her features. Flareheart smiled softly at her, entranced by her beauty. Hawkfeather was honestly a gorgeous feline, but his favorite physical feature of hers was her eyes. They were very bright and a unique blue, while his own eyes were a dull brown.

"Ooh, that makes me sound adorable! It's PERFECT!!! Thank you, thank you, thank you, Flarey!" With a bright smile on her features, and her blue eyes lighting up, she looked as though nothing had ever bothered her before. And maybe it never had. With Hawkfeather, there was no telling! The tabby stopped and watched him as he asked her what was wrong, and even then had to think a minute before she climbed off of him. In her mind, she had been standing over him for far too long, Flareheart must get sick of seeing her sparkling blue eyes and friendly smile rather then the beautiful view of the clearing and all his lovely clanmates. Everyone in the clearing looked so nice that morning! Hawkfeather wished she could compliment them all, but some of them seemed to have companions already whom she was sure were telling them that very thing. What shame was there in letting someone know they looked handsome, or beautiful?

But her thoughts soon returned to the more sobering matter of what was bothering her. Sitting down, she wrapped her white-tipped tail around her paws, blue eyes watching him somewhat nervously. "I was just thinking about the Evil Era," The feline spoke in a low whisper. Yes, Hawkfeather could be serious. It was a surprise to all when they saw her being sad or serious, but not impossible as previously assumed. "I only fought once. One fight. That was all I did to help our Clan." Despite what others might think, she also had quite a strong sense of pride in her Clan. Hawkfeather loved ThunderClan! It was the perfect place to be, in her mind. Though she liked all the other Clans too, they were so cool! Like, WindClan was super fast and agile and stuff like that, and ShadowClan was so smart, and RiverClan were such good swimmers... and SkyClan?

They were so, so, so mysterious! Hawkfeather wished she knew more about them. She wanted to question a SkyClan cat about everything, but she knew that could be misinterperated as hostile even though she would have nothing but good intentions. She still seemed down, despite the thoughts that should have cheered her up. What was wrong with her? Nothing at all... just the general dark thoughts that seemed to have been entering her mind recently. Yet, she was still extroverted. She was still an optimist. She was still cheerful. However all of that worked, she was still keeping hold of every single trait that made her who she was.

[InvaderNellie]

:heart:[/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT]The trio suckled as Rosetail licked them clean, humming a song she was sang as a kit.

[Beam]

Shinekit dramatically quivered her lip and started bouncing around and annoying her again,"please!!???"
Timberkit stood up straighter, feeling quite smug. It evidently showed on her face; her curling tail and set shoulders, and sideways smirk, the sparkle in her fawn eyes. Frantically, she leaned forward and drew out her one word as long as she could, lacing it with singsong notes, "No."

[Mango]

Empress Of Evil
Rosefern looked and her paws in boredom casually licking her paw. I'm so kin yet no one is talking to me...I wish someone would talk to me... she sighed
she was a kind cat yet she wasn't popular. She didn't mind, but she liked to have friends.

[Dovekit12]

"It is great, though take Berrypaw as an example that they're hard to control as they get older. As if on cue, Berrypaw ran into the camp with a shrew and plopped it on the fresh kill pile, then spun and ran into the apprentices den happily. Fernglow chuckled, watching his son running around.
"It must be nice to not have them a over you all the time." Whitebird said chuckling.

[RipplePaw]

Morningblue rose to his feet, still staring up at the sky. He thought of what he could do in the mean time. There seemed to be little point in refreshing scent markers since the rain was going to wash them off anyway. He had just gone hunting earlier today, but he knew that once the rain actually started, hunting would become difficult until it stopped. He got up and stretched his limbs, giving his pelt a good shake. "I'm going hunting before it starts," he announced, and shot a look at the shecat. "Come if you like," he added.
SparrowFang was going to decline at first, but then sighed. "Might as well, I guess." There was nothing else for her to do in this boring clan, even if she just went hunting. And it's not like she'd have to spend time with MorningBlue the whole time, she could separate from him whenever she liked. She started to pad to the exit of the camp without another word.

[Seraphon]

Timberkit stood up straighter, feeling quite smug. It evidently showed on her face; her curling tail and set shoulders, and sideways smirk, the sparkle in her fawn eyes. Frantically, she leaned forward and drew out her one word as long as she could, lacing it with singsong notes, "No."
Shinekit smiled,"Well, I've never met someone who wouldn't- Ooh look a stick!" She yelled pointing to a leaf, she bounded over and pounced on it. She waved her tail in triumph of getting the 'stick'.

[lone]

The silver tabby was sitting in the clearing - alone, again. It seemed like she was alone more then she wanted to be, but what could she do about it? Absolutely nothing. Bright blue eyes looked around the clearing... everywhere there seemed to be cats laughing, playing, talking. And while Stormwing had friends, there was no shortage of them as a matter of fact, unfortunately they all had their own friends as well. For her? There wasn't another cat who had no other friends. Well... there might be one... but she was more or less refusing to believe that she could be his only friend. Littlefoot was so supportive and nice! How could cats be pushing him away? Technically, in a way, it was her own fault that she didn't have more friends. More or less, she refused to involve herself in "group" activities, though the occasional patrol was not something she said no to. But if it was just a group of cats hanging out and chatting around the clearing, Stormwing steered clear of them. Big group activities were not her favorite thing.

Another cat was sitting alone in the clearing that morning, and that was Amberflame. Now, unlike the other, Amberflame looked alert and engaged in her surroundings. She seemed to almost be enjoying this alone time, especially since she had finished her training session with Minkpaw. They were fun to be around, but boy were they energetic! Too much for Amberflame's liking, but she would train her apprentice and soon would be done... on to the next one. Which she wasn't looking fowards to much. At all. I'd be better off with someone who would pay more attention. And could talk - it'd be easier if I could ask questions other then 'yes' and 'no' ones. Now, she wasn't angry that Minkpaw couldn't speak - it wasn't their fault, after all. Sometimes things happened and cats were just born that way, or sometimes things happened beyond their control. Whatever it was, Amberflame would have to do her best with the tools she was given. Which... at the moment... felt like nothing.

woly

[dionysus]

Lynxheart quietly munched on his vole, reflecting on the past. If no cat was ever forgiven, the clan would be a lot smaller today, he decided silently as he chewed. His mind turned to some of the acts committed during the Evil Era. Obviously most of those couldn't be forgiven, but he wondered if any of the followers were sorry for what they'd done. Perhaps they deserved some form of forgiveness. As long as their acts hadn't been to horrible. The tom decided that his thoughts were too heavy for such a lovely day and tried to quiet his mind. Lynxheart focused instead on his plans for hunting later. He tried to decide where the he should hunt and if he should bring a patrol. He didn't have any friends to ask, but he could always ask the deputy if there were any cats he could take on a hunting patrol. Maybe he could even turn it into a border patrol and hunting patrol.

Goldensky's voice brought him out of his deliberations and he turned amber eyes to look at her. Sympathy softened his features, but there was no pity. He didn't pity her, knowing that any warrior was and should've been too strong and proud to accept any cat's pity. "No," he meowed in an even tone, "I don't think it could be." A thoughtful note entered his voice and he added, "But maybe that's not a bad thing. Adversity and hardship tends to strengthen relationships and weed out the ones you don't need."

Bump for Random Melchester

[Mayflower]

"It must be nice to not have them a over you all the time." Whitebird said chuckling.
"Oh,bathed still are all over me. Not to long ago they were climbing up my tail and weaving in between my paws." Fernglow chuckled, looking at his sister in law. "So, do you have an apprentice?"

[Random Melody]

Lynxheart quietly munched on his vole, reflecting on the past. If no cat was ever forgiven, the clan would be a lot smaller today, he decided silently as he chewed. His mind turned to some of the acts committed during the Evil Era. Obviously most of those couldn't be forgiven, but he wondered if any of the followers were sorry for what they'd done. Perhaps they deserved some form of forgiveness. As long as their acts hadn't been to horrible. The tom decided that his thoughts were too heavy for such a lovely day and tried to quiet his mind. Lynxheart focused instead on his plans for hunting later. He tried to decide where the he should hunt and if he should bring a patrol. He didn't have any friends to ask, but he could always ask the deputy if there were any cats he could take on a hunting patrol. Maybe he could even turn it into a border patrol and hunting patrol.

Goldensky's voice brought him out of his deliberations and he turned amber eyes to look at her. Sympathy softened his features, but there was no pity. He didn't pity her, knowing that any warrior was and should've been too strong and proud to accept any cat's pity. "No," he meowed in an even tone, "I don't think it could be." A thoughtful note entered his voice and he added, "But maybe that's not a bad thing. Adversity and hardship tends to strengthen relationships and weed out the ones you don't need."

(Sowwy ^^)

Goldensky listened silently as he spoke, and the pale golden Queen managed to smile softly at his words. "Perhaps." She replied softly, looking down for a moment. Maybe it was better things werent the same. Like he said. But she wasnt sure what Lynxheart meant about weeding out the relationships she didnt need, but the strengthening part she understood. She and Blackstorm were closer than ever now. Even she and Foxthorn spent more time together, Foxy often trying to help her earn loyalty from the rest of her siblings. She understood why they had a hard time trusting her and Blackstorm. But maybe.. Just maybe, she could prove herself to them, somehow. Them and the rest of ThunderClan. Goldensky wasnt going to give up easily. "Maybe one day they'll trust me again." She murmured, lowering her head and taking another bite from her mouse.

[dionysus]

(Sowwy ^^)

Goldensky listened silently as he spoke, and the pale golden Queen managed to smile softly at his words. "Perhaps." She replied softly, looking down for a moment. Maybe it was better things werent the same. Like he said. But she wasnt sure what Lynxheart meant about weeding out the relationships she didnt need, but the strengthening part she understood. She and Blackstorm were closer than ever now. Even she and Foxthorn spent more time together, Foxy often trying to help her earn loyalty from the rest of her siblings. She understood why they had a hard time trusting her and Blackstorm. But maybe.. Just maybe, she could prove herself to them, somehow. Them and the rest of ThunderClan. Goldensky wasnt going to give up easily. "Maybe one day they'll trust me again." She murmured, lowering her head and taking another bite from her mouse.

(It's oki :3 )

Lynxheart gave a barely perceptible nod at her quiet, one-worded reply. The tom lapsed into silence as he ate and thought. He didn't want to delve too deep into Goldensky's problem, as it wasn't really any of his business. He had, in fact, just met this cat. Lynxheart was happy with what he had said, and glad he had made his opinion known to her. Obviously, his opinion on the matter counted for very little since he had nothing to do with it, but he guessed that his particular opinion wasn't one she heard very often. The warrior decided to turn his attention away from the subject, satisfied with leaving that as the end of it. He politely didn't respond to her murmured words, feeling they were personal and meant more for herself than for his ears. The tom was unable to think of another topic and therefore, finished his meal in silence. Content, he stretched and stood. "I wish you well, Goldensky." He purred with a smile and a slight dip of his head, "I'll talk to you later." With that, the tabby tom walked towards the camp entrance and slipped away to hunt.

[bobtail]

Ravenwing padded into the camp, black pelt shining in the sunlight. She trotted through the camp until she reached the cluster of rocks near the back where cats came to bask. The black and white she-cat jumped up onto one of the larger stones and stretched out, digging her claws into the edge of the rock and kicking a kink from her hind leg.

The warrior rested her head on her paws and narrowed her eyes, surveying the camp with mild interest. It was actually pretty cool today, so she was glad for the stones that held long-lost warmth beneath her. The green-eyed she-cat turned onto her side, stretching again and closing her eyes contentedly. Knowing her luck, the rain would start again as soon as she got comfortable. But for now, she'd enjoy it.

~Open~

[Beam]

Shinekit smiled,"Well, I've never met someone who wouldn't- Ooh look a stick!" She yelled pointing to a leaf, she bounded over and pounced on it. She waved her tail in triumph of getting the 'stick'.
Timberkit smiled smugly at the kits little words of how someone actually refused her. Sure, Timberkit would like to tell her off, but that wasn't as fun as toying with the other kit. Her face fell when the kit called out a stick, then pounced on something entirely different. Immediately, Timberkit's face twisted into a perplexed expression. What was that kit even doing? Slowly, Timberkit got up on her paws and waddled over to the other kit, who was waving their tail in accomplishment of their pounce. "You do realize that's a leaf, right? It's not a stick. Whatsoever."

[Seraphon]

Timberkit smiled smugly at the kits little words of how someone actually refused her. Sure, Timberkit would like to tell her off, but that wasn't as fun as toying with the other kit. Her face fell when the kit called out a stick, then pounced on something entirely different. Immediately, Timberkit's face twisted into a perplexed expression. What was that kit even doing? Slowly, Timberkit got up on her paws and waddled over to the other kit, who was waving their tail in accomplishment of their pounce. "You do realize that's a leaf, right? It's not a stick. Whatsoever."
Shinekit looked at her,"your crazy! What's the difference between a leaf and a stick anyway? This is obviously a stick!" She kept batting around the 'stick' excitedly until she found an actual stick and brought it back to the leaf, she turned to look at Timberkit,"look! I have two sticks now!" She mewed cheerfully.

[Beam]

Shinekit looked at her,"your crazy! What's the difference between a leaf and a stick anyway? This is obviously a stick!" She kept batting around the 'stick' excitedly until she found an actual stick and brought it back to the leaf, she turned to look at Timberkit,"look! I have two sticks now!" She mewed cheerfully.
Timberkit leaned back as the other kit looked at her. Her tail tip twitched in irritation at the kit's logic. Timberkit didn't know if the kit didn't even see or know the difference, or she was trying to annoy Timberkit. "I am not crazy!" she yelled back defensively, sure of herself that she was perfectly normal, "the difference? There's a giant difference! That is obviously not a stick!" her voice was reedy and high with an annoyed urgency. Timberkit resisted the rage to pin the kits paw down as she batted at the leaf. Was she just trying to make her explode? If so, it was working. Timberkit watched with frustration as the other kit retained a real stick and brought it back to where the leaf was. A heartbeat after the kit spoke, her ears were pinned to her head. "You have one stick. Not two. One!" she mewed restlessly. How would this kit understand?

[Seraphon]

Timberkit leaned back as the other kit looked at her. Her tail tip twitched in irritation at the kit's logic. Timberkit didn't know if the kit didn't even see or know the difference, or she was trying to annoy Timberkit. "I am not crazy!" she yelled back defensively, sure of herself that she was perfectly normal, "the difference? There's a giant difference! That is obviously not a stick!" her voice was reedy and high with an annoyed urgency. Timberkit resisted the rage to pin the kits paw down as she batted at the leaf. Was she just trying to make her explode? If so, it was working. Timberkit watched with frustration as the other kit retained a real stick and brought it back to where the leaf was. A heartbeat after the kit spoke, her ears were pinned to her head. "You have one stick. Not two. One!" she mewed restlessly. How would this kit understand?
Shinekitkit glared at her and mewed, with her naturally high pitched voice because she was a kit after all,"You are too, crazy! There is no difference whatsoever, and it's obviously a stick," she motioned towards the leaf," and you're right I do have one stick! But I have two one sticks! And that means I have two!" She squealed to Timberkit, genuinely thinking that sticks and leaves were the same thing.

[meraki]

A calico she-cat was lying beneath a tree branch which arched over her head, providing shelter from the light droplets of rain and keeping her cool from the humid air. Everpaw watched her clan mates bustle around the camp busily from where she sat. Normally she too would be scurrying around and not to take notice of any of the cats around her, but she had just been hunting from dawn to sunhigh and had decided to take a break. She deserved one. Now all she needed was a bit of peace and quiet to relax. Perhaps the camp wasn’t the safest place, but she didn’t like the idea of sleeping in the territory where it was more dangerous than the camp. Just as her eyelids were starting to sink downwards, the opened sharply again as someone spoke. With an expression of annoyance on her face, she glared at the cat who had disturbed her, fur bristling in agitation. She scanned the cat before she realised who it was. It was Buzzardpaw, a cat who she had only briefly talked to a few times before. She didn’t know much about him but she knew enough. The she-cat wouldn’t normally mind his presence, but right now she did. No one got in the way of her and her rest.

“It sure is,” Everpaw replied with an equally sarcastic tone. She ignored his previous questions, suddenly feeling rather grumpy. The calico apprentice wasn’t a fan of socialising and had a small amount of patience. She tried to be more patient around the few friends she had but sometimes it was just too hard for her. “What do you want? I was just about to fall asleep,” Everpaw continued, annoyance dancing in her yellow orbs. She rested her chin on her paws and looked away from the tom cat. She knew it was rude of her to fall asleep while someone was talking to her, but she wasn’t feeling very respectful right now. The she-cat had quite the temper and liked it when things went her way. Once again, the she-cat felt her eyelids drooping down and she let her muscles relax. Although she was on the verge of letting sleep take over her, she was waiting for the moment that Buzzardpaw awoke her again with words that spilled out of his mouth so easily. Anytime now I’m going to be awake again. She let out a quiet sigh.

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With a rabbit and a small mouse clutched between her jaws, Everpaw padded through the camp entrance. It had taken her all morning to find these two pieces of prey, but she’d finally done it. It was quite impressive for an apprentice, but that was just something that the calico did. She liked to push herself and she never stopped at average. She liked to overachieve and she didn’t care how long it might take her. She placed rabbit next the fresh kill pile keeping the mouse in her mouth at the same time. She carefully grabbed another small mouse from the pile before shaking out her pelt and padding over to a spot next the elders den. The area around the elders den was normally more quiet than anywhere else in the camp. Except for a few kits and elders, the area was abandoned. She placed down the two mice and starting taking bites out of one of them.

[Sorry it’s a bit short x.x]

meraki

(haha it's fine! sorry for the wait x.x)

The grey head of a young apprentice lifted off of the grassy clearing floor, and he blinked his eyes open groggily. Hemlockpaw tiredly got to his paws, before quickly bringing his front close to the ground, front paws reached out in front of him to stretch his exhausted joints. A long yawn was released through his gaping jaws as he stretched out his back legs as well. Shaking out his fur, Hemlockpaw's jade green eyes flicked over to his good friend Everpaw, who was entirely focused on eating a mouse, seeming intent. With a shake of his grey pelt, the young tom padded over to her. "It's always 'go big or go home' with you I suppose," he cracked, a smirk playing on his maw. "So who's the tom? You can't kill a mouse and a rabbit without aiming to impress. So what's his name? Is he as handsome as me?" Hemlockpaw asked, nudging his friends shoulder with his paw, clearly joking around with her. He tended to joke like that, and you'd think his ego would be higher than the trees in the SkyClan camp, but in reality- it was a mere shell that Hemlockpaw had build up over time. He hadn't ever been comfortable with himself, but to hide that, he joked very immodestly and narcissistically. That was just one of Hemlockpaw's many quirks.

[InvaderNellie]

:happycat:@InvaderNellie

Autumnwind stood up from where she had been previously been laying in the shade of a small sapling. She shook out her long, orange-brown fur and rasped her rough tounge through it a couple of times before stretching, her green eyes flashing as she did so. After this, she picked her way to the exit of camp to hunt, passing Rosetail on the way. "Hello," she meowed to the she-cat, pausing briefly. "I'm going hunting, do you want to come with?" she added politely. Although Autumnwind was more of an introverted cat, she knew that it was valuable to have relationships within her clan, and right now gaining these was the molly's goal.
" Yes, " replied Rosetail, " mind if Sorrelpad tags along, he is my mate, after all."

[lone]

Snowbreeze had never been the type of cat who liked places where there were a lot of cats. She had never been the type of cat to hang out in the clearing, really, for fear that there would be too many cats there. But on this warm green-leaf day, that was exactly where she was found. Sitting in the clearing. A nervous expression graced her features and she glanced around at the cats who were sitting near her. They were all perfectly harmless, yet all Snowbreeze wanted to do was draw away from them. Was Sagefrost anywhere nearby? Her sister had always drawn her out of her frightened world and into a more comfortable one. Poor, poor Sagefrost... left alone with her kits since Wrenclaw had left her, but the tom was dead now.

She couldn't believe it. Part of her was furious, the other part felt a strange sense of satisfaction at knowing he couldn't hurt anyone else now. It was funny, and not a single cat that Snowbreeze knew would have believed that she was angry at another, considering her sweet and loving nature. Bright blue eyes stared outwards at the rest of the clearing, trying to focus on something other then the frightening crowded areas as the Siamese took a deep breath and concentrated hard. She had learned if she were to concentrate hard enough, it was easy to picture a serene and gentle area in her mind while her deep blue eyes were closed. Though the times she was able to do that were becoming thinner and thinner, what with the drama surrounding ThunderClan and WindClan. It was hard for her to eat. It was hard for her to sleep.

She was a nervous wreck at times, and at other times she felt as though the world was crashing down around her ears. She was confident that her world would hold some structure in the coming moons, at least she hoped so. She prayed so. It was the one thing she seemed to want more then anything else.
Beau

[dionysus]

Snowbreeze had never been the type of cat who liked places where there were a lot of cats. She had never been the type of cat to hang out in the clearing, really, for fear that there would be too many cats there. But on this warm green-leaf day, that was exactly where she was found. Sitting in the clearing. A nervous expression graced her features and she glanced around at the cats who were sitting near her. They were all perfectly harmless, yet all Snowbreeze wanted to do was draw away from them. Was Sagefrost anywhere nearby? Her sister had always drawn her out of her frightened world and into a more comfortable one. Poor, poor Sagefrost... left alone with her kits since Wrenclaw had left her, but the tom was dead now.

She couldn't believe it. Part of her was furious, the other part felt a strange sense of satisfaction at knowing he couldn't hurt anyone else now. It was funny, and not a single cat that Snowbreeze knew would have believed that she was angry at another, considering her sweet and loving nature. Bright blue eyes stared outwards at the rest of the clearing, trying to focus on something other then the frightening crowded areas as the Siamese took a deep breath and concentrated hard. She had learned if she were to concentrate hard enough, it was easy to picture a serene and gentle area in her mind while her deep blue eyes were closed. Though the times she was able to do that were becoming thinner and thinner, what with the drama surrounding ThunderClan and WindClan. It was hard for her to eat. It was hard for her to sleep.

She was a nervous wreck at times, and at other times she felt as though the world was crashing down around her ears. She was confident that her world would hold some structure in the coming moons, at least she hoped so. She prayed so. It was the one thing she seemed to want more then anything else.
@Beau (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=114)

Lynxheart had just finished conversing with Goldensky, and while part of his mind lingered with the queen, the rest was focused on who he'd recruit to hunt with him. Maybe Dayhum or Sparrowstream. Just as the tom was deciding to ask his friends to go on a hunting trip with him, he nearly tripped over another she-cat. "Oh!" He exclaimed, recovering his balance before he could fall ontop of her. "My apologies! I should have been paying attention to where I was walking..." He trailed off, swallowing his embarrassment and giving his ruffled chest fur a quick lick.

Lynxheart noticed that the warrior he'd nearly walked into looked stressed, but he realized that she'd appeared stressed before he walked into her. Gently, the tom asked, "Are you okay?" He sat down, torn between helping this cat and hunting. Perhaps both. "I'm going hunting if you want to come?" He phrased it as a question to try to put her at ease, and added, "I'm Lynxheart, by the way."

He flicked his ear uncomfortably, still a little embarrassed about nearly walking into another cat. At least now he didn't have to go find Dayhum or Sparrowstream. Besides, hunting with a clanmate he didn't personally know was a good way to become closer to the other cats in Thunderclan. With a nod of finality, Lynxheart rid himself of the last shreds of embarrassment and decided that almost falling over this she-cat was a good thing.

[Splash]

:happycat:
" Yes, " replied Rosetail, " mind if Sorrelpad tags along, he is my mate, after all.""Sure, he can come. Let's go," Autumnwind replied quietly, shaking out her thick fur. She pushed away a small pang of disappointment- she didn't want to just be the third wheel in this hunting trip, but so be it if she was. No way was Autumnwind going to be so rude to deny Rosetail's request. She'd probably be more likely to make a friend being a third wheel than being rude, anyway. And who knew! Maybe Sorrelpad would be her friend too! Maybe she'd make two friends.

[Mango]

Lawlipop
(Seemed like the most logical place for a grieving cat)

Peachrain was coming in after her patrol intending to sleep Chasing a squirrel across the territory without killing it was exausting, why did Bubblestep make us do it? Right, because it would be a good training exercise. She looked up and saw Dawncloud curled up whimpered she sighed, Why am I so dang kind!? she trotted over to Dawncloud," Are you alright? Is there anything I can do to help?" She meowed sounding tired.

[InvaderNellie]

@InvaderNellie

Autumnwind stood up from where she had been previously been laying in the shade of a small sapling. She shook out her long, orange-brown fur and rasped her rough tounge through it a couple of times before stretching, her green eyes flashing as she did so. After this, she picked her way to the exit of camp to hunt, passing Rosetail on the way. "Hello," she meowed to the she-cat, pausing briefly. "I'm going hunting, do you want to come with?" she added politely. Although Autumnwind was more of an introverted cat, she knew that it was valuable to have relationships within her clan, and right now gaining these was the molly's goal.
"Sure, he can come. Let's go," Autumnwind replied quietly, shaking out her thick fur. She pushed away a small pang of disappointment- she didn't want to just be the third wheel in this hunting trip, but so be it if she was. No way was Autumnwind going to be so rude to deny Rosetail's request. She'd probably be more likely to make a friend being a third wheel than being rude, anyway. And who knew! Maybe Sorrelpad would be her friend too! Maybe she'd make two friends.
"Thanks" Rosetail said kindly"If this is to be my last hunt for a while, I want it to be with my new best freind, and my mate. SORRELPAD!!!" "Yes," said the sorrel and black tom, "what is it, Rosetail?" "We're gonna go on a hunt, with Autumnwind, my new best she-cat pal." Rosetail explained, "'kay" said Sorrelpad "Might as well, you about to be a queen and all."

[lone]

Lynxheart had just finished conversing with Goldensky, and while part of his mind lingered with the queen, the rest was focused on who he'd recruit to hunt with him. Maybe Dayhum or Sparrowstream. Just as the tom was deciding to ask his friends to go on a hunting trip with him, he nearly tripped over another she-cat. "Oh!" He exclaimed, recovering his balance before he could fall ontop of her. "My apologies! I should have been paying attention to where I was walking..." He trailed off, swallowing his embarrassment and giving his ruffled chest fur a quick lick.

Lynxheart noticed that the warrior he'd nearly walked into looked stressed, but he realized that she'd appeared stressed before he walked into her. Gently, the tom asked, "Are you okay?" He sat down, torn between helping this cat and hunting. Perhaps both. "I'm going hunting if you want to come?" He phrased it as a question to try to put her at ease, and added, "I'm Lynxheart, by the way."

He flicked his ear uncomfortably, still a little embarrassed about nearly walking into another cat. At least now he didn't have to go find Dayhum or Sparrowstream. Besides, hunting with a clanmate he didn't personally know was a good way to become closer to the other cats in Thunderclan. With a nod of finality, Lynxheart rid himself of the last shreds of embarrassment and decided that almost falling over this she-cat was a good thing.

The Siamese was stunned for a moment, and struggled to regain herself. Her thought process had gone along the lines of something like StarClan help me, he's going to kill me, I''m going to die at the claws of a madcat, but looking at the large and friendly looking warrior, and hearing his words, she managed to calm down. "N - no... d - don't... don't apo - apologize, it's ok - okay... it's okay, I w - I was in y - your w - way, I'll just move now," Snowbreeze mewed, her ears going back. Because that was the way she thought. She had been in his way, and he had every right to almost trip over her.

She would have felt worse had he not recovered his balance, so that was something she was thanking StarClan for. The Siamese was about to get up and move when he spoke again, causing her to flinch and look back at him with a nervous smile. "O - oh yes, of - of course, I - I'm always fine, I'm n - there's nothin - nothing wr - wrong, nothing wrong at - at all," Her words seemed to be struggling to come out of her maw, one after the other, an embarassed expression coming over her features followed by one of chagrin as she realized that she was just embarassing herself more. Her? Go hunting with him? "I - I d - don't kn - I don't know..." Her voice was painfully quiet, and once again Snowbreeze's ears went back against her head. Snowbreeze had never been a simple cat, although she wished she was. Oh how she wished she could just be one of those cats that took everything in stride, and her actions and words showed exactly how she felt. But she wasn't. And she never would be.

"W - well... I, I g - guess it couldn't... it couldn't do m - much h - harm," The feline added thoughtfully. And she couldn't see the harm in going on a nice hunt with Lynxheart. Who knew, it might... ease some tension and help her a little bit. Right?

[Charmer]

Hollydawn

Cherrypaw stuck her head into the nursery, breathing in the warm smell of milk she remembered from when she was a kit. It was a comforting but sad scent. It made her remember all the happy moments she shared with her mother and sister, but it came right along with the sad ones too, like losing both of them to the green couch that nearly took her life as well. Still, she had promised Cherrykit they would play again soon, and the apprentice planned to keep that promise. In fact, she wanted to. She enjoyed her time with the little kit. "Cherrykit?" the ginger and white shecat called out.

[Seraphon]

Hollydawn

Cherrypaw stuck her head into the nursery, breathing in the warm smell of milk she remembered from when she was a kit. It was a comforting but sad scent. It made her remember all the happy moments she shared with her mother and sister, but it came right along with the sad ones too, like losing both of them to the green couch that nearly took her life as well. Still, she had promised Cherrykit they would play again soon, and the apprentice planned to keep that promise. In fact, she wanted to. She enjoyed her time with the little kit. "Cherrykit?" the ginger and white shecat called out.
Cherrykit was curled up, half asleep, when she heard her name. She bolted up and looked around until she saw the only cat other than he in the nursery, Cherrypaw. Cherrykit bounded towards her, then stopped, trying to act mature,"Hi Cherrypaw!" She greeted her friend,"what is it you came here for?" She stumbled on the words trying to put them in the right order.

[Charmer]

Cherrykit was curled up, half asleep, when she heard her name. She bolted up and looked around until she saw the only cat other than he in the nursery, Cherrypaw. Cherrykit bounded towards her, then stopped, trying to act mature,"Hi Cherrypaw!" She greeted her friend,"what is it you came here for?" She stumbled on the words trying to put them in the right order.

Cherrypaw watched as the little kit bound toward her, a purr escaping her. This kit was simply too cute for word sometimes. "I've been out hunting training with Tigerdawn," the apprentice replied, touching noses with the little kit in greeting. "I caught a bird," proud of her catch.

[Seraphon]

Cherrypaw watched as the little kit bound toward her, a purr escaping her. This kit was simply too cute for word sometimes. "I've been out hunting training with Tigerdawn," the apprentice replied, touching noses with the little kit in greeting. "I caught a bird," proud of her catch.
Cherrykit looked at her, eyes wide, she tried to act more mature but she just couldn't,"Wow! A whole bird!?" She squealed with emphasis on the word, Wow.

[Charmer]

Cherrykit looked at her, eyes wide, she tried to act more mature but she just couldn't,"Wow! A whole bird!?" She squealed with emphasis on the word, Wow.

Cherrypaw couldn't help but raise her head, her fur fluffing with pride. "Yup!" she confirmed, feeling like Thunderclan's greatest hunter. Then she cleared her throat, and adopted a low and serious tone. "So, Cherrystar, it'll be time to organize patrols soon. Should I pass along any special orders to the Thunderclan warriors?" The ginger and white apprentice asked, dipping her head to Cherrykit with the utmost solemnity.

[Seraphon]

Cherrypaw couldn't help but raise her head, her fur fluffing with pride. "Yup!" she confirmed, feeling like Thunderclan's greatest hunter. Then she cleared her throat, and adopted a low and serious tone. "So, Cherrystar, it'll be time to organize patrols soon. Should I pass along any special orders to the Thunderclan warriors?" The ginger and white apprentice asked, dipping her head to Cherrykit with the utmost solemnity.
Cherrykit giggled and deepened her voice so that she sounded ridiculous,"why yes, I think that would be nice," she couldn't help herself from giggling again even as she tried to be mature.

[Dovekit12]

"Oh,bathed still are all over me. Not to long ago they were climbing up my tail and weaving in between my paws." Fernglow chuckled, looking at his sister in law. "So, do you have an apprentice?"
"No I hope ill get one. I'd like to think I'd be a good mentor." White bird said.

[Mango]

Equinox
Rosefern settled down and groomed her glossy rosy colored pelt calmly, she finished and stood up trotting over to the fresh kill pile and grabbed a squirrel, her favoite prey. She settled down enjoying it, taking her time to eat, she only rushed to eat when she hadn't had food for over a day or two... she looked up and saw an apprentice alone, the name hit her, Mosspaw. I wonder if Mosspaw would like some company, I know I'm a warrior, but I'm only seventeen moons, so it's not that uncomfortable, I think? she waved her tail to Mosspaw, " Hello Mosspaw!" She meowed happily.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~ Hollydawn
Chameleonpaw stepped into camp and set Bingo down," This'll be your home either forever or if you chose to leave at six moons old." She saw many cats eying the kit and her.

[Mango]

Hopekit
Chameleonpaw layed in the den imagining funny thing laughing casually to herself So this kittypet approaches a kit and jumps out of there skin and stands on a fence in terror fleeing from a kit... she chuckled in amusement.

[Hopekit]

Hopekit
Chameleonpaw layed in the den imagining funny thing laughing casually to herself So this kittypet approaches a kit and jumps out of there skin and stands on a fence in terror fleeing from a kit... she chuckled in amusement.
Eaglepaw boredly stared at the entrance to the apprentice den and wondered what to do. If only I had someone to talk to... She thought, taking a glance at the apprentice den and searching for a cat. Chameleonpaw. Taking a small step forward, she watched as her fellow ThunderClan apprentice chuckled to herself. I wonder why she's laughing. And can some cat please tell me how she's enjoying herself when there's nothing to do around here? Annoyed at how it seemed she was the only one uninterested in anything, she walked up to Chameleonpaw and stared at her.

[Mango]

Eaglepaw boredly stared at the entrance to the apprentice den and wondered what to do. If only I had someone to talk to... She thought, taking a glance at the apprentice den and searching for a cat. Chameleonpaw. Taking a small step forward, she watched as her fellow ThunderClan apprentice chuckled to herself. I wonder why she's laughing. And can some cat please tell me how she's enjoying herself when there's nothing to do around here? Annoyed at how it seemed she was the only one uninterested in anything, she walked up to Chameleonpaw and stared at her.
Chameleonpaw kept laughing then noticed Eaglepaw was staring at her her fur squirmed in discomfort," Can I help you?" She meowed slightly annoyed, but not rude.

[Seraphon]

Equinox
Rosefern settled down and groomed her glossy rosy colored pelt calmly, she finished and stood up trotting over to the fresh kill pile and grabbed a squirrel, her favoite prey. She settled down enjoying it, taking her time to eat, she only rushed to eat when she hadn't had food for over a day or two... she looked up and saw an apprentice alone, the name hit her, Mosspaw. I wonder if Mosspaw would like some company, I know I'm a warrior, but I'm only seventeen moons, so it's not that uncomfortable, I think? she waved her tail to Mosspaw, " Hello Mosspaw!" She meowed happily.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~ Hollydawn
Chameleonpaw stepped into camp and set Bingo down," This'll be your home either forever or if you chose to leave at six moons old." She saw many cats eying the kit and her.
Bingo looked around and flattened his ears.

Foxkit bounced towards the stranger,"Hi! I'm Foxkit! Nice to meetchya!" He squeaked.

Bonekit trotted up, hehe a new unsuspecting cat to pull pranks on, he laughed inwardly.

Sorrelpaw walked towards Bonekit,"don't. Even. Think about it," he sighed and walked to Chameleonpaw,"who's this?" He motioned to Bingo.

(Both of my female ThunderClan Charries are busy XD)

[Hopekit]

Chameleonpaw kept laughing then noticed Eaglepaw was staring at her her fur squirmed in discomfort," Can I help you?" She meowed slightly annoyed, but not rude.

Eaglepaw noticed Chameleonpaw's discomfort and took a step back, licking her chest fur in embarrassment and gave the apprentice a hopeful glance. Noticing how her actions seemed somewhat annoying, she thought Whatever. I do annoying things all the time. "I was hoping I could talk to you about whatever. I'm just bored. Though it's fine if you're satisfied by yourself. I'm bored, that's all."

[Mango]

Bingo looked around and flattened his ears.

Foxkit bounced towards the stranger,"Hi! I'm Foxkit! Nice to meetchya!" He squeaked.

Bonekit trotted up, hehe a new unsuspecting cat to pull pranks on, he laughed inwardly.

Sorrelpaw walked towards Bonekit,"don't. Even. Think about it," he sighed and walked to Chameleonpaw,"who's this?" He motioned to Bingo.

(Both of my female ThunderClan Charries are busy XD)

Cuckootree growled," Why are you bringing in outsiders, this is your second outsider..."

Peachrain ran over to Bingo nuzzling him," Good. He's warm." She shoved a mouse in his slightly open mouth," Eat." She demanded seeing that Bingo was a little scrawny.

Rosefern sighed to her apprentice," Chameleonpaw, you need to focus on training not rescuing kits and elders..."

Ferngaze lay on the other side on the clearing narrowing her eyes at Bingo.

Chameleonpaw sighed," His names Bingo. He's only five moons old, he has no living kin and Rosefern, that's what the warrior code says, to take kits in, he's a kittypet, though he said his twolegs died in a monster accident and are long dead along with his parents, which is a sensitive point of conversation for him, we can't kick him out he's only a kit." She repeated firmly rolling her eyes at Bingo feeling bad that he had to deal with Peachrain.

[Mango]

Eaglepaw noticed Chameleonpaw's discomfort and took a step back, licking her chest fur in embarrassment and gave the apprentice a hopeful glance. Noticing how her actions seemed somewhat annoying, she thought Whatever. I do annoying things all the time. "I was hoping I could talk to you about whatever. I'm just bored. Though it's fine if you're satisfied by yourself. I'm bored, that's all."
Chameleonpaw shrugged," I see no problem with that." How dare that squirrelbrain call what I was doing satisfying myself..

[Seraphon]

Cuckootree growled," Why are you bringing in outsiders, this is your second outsider..."

Peachrain ran over to Bingo nuzzling him," Good. He's warm." She shoved a mouse in his slightly open mouth," Eat." She demanded seeing that Bingo was a little scrawny.

Rosefern sighed to her apprentice," Chameleonpaw, you need to focus on training not rescuing kits and elders..."

Ferngaze lay on the other side on the clearing narrowing her eyes at Bingo.

Chameleonpaw sighed," His names Bingo. He's only five moons old, he has no living kin and Rosefern, that's what the warrior code says, to take kits in, he's a kittypet, though he said his twolegs died in a monster accident and are long dead along with his parents, which is a sensitive point of conversation for him, we can't kick him out he's only a kit." She repeated firmly rolling her eyes at Bingo feeling bad that he had to deal with Peachrain.
Bingo took a bite and fell asleep at Chameleonpaw's paws.

Foxkit mewed,"Hi Bingo!" Until he realized that he was asleep, he looked at Chameleonpaw,"I don't like him, he's no fun!"(XD)

Bonekit sat there, bored because Sorrelpaw wouldn't let him prank the newcomer.

Sorrelpaw sat down.

[Mango]

Bingo took a bite and fell asleep at Chameleonpaw's paws.

Foxkit mewed,"Hi Bingo!" Until he realized that he was asleep, he looked at Chameleonpaw,"I don't like him, he's no fun!"(XD)

Bonekit sat there, bored because Sorrelpaw wouldn't let him prank the newcomer.

Sorrelpaw sat down.

Peachrain fretted," He needs a mother and he may appear visibly healthy, but still...Wheatfur should inspect him..." (sorry she's so weird like that. She had a kit die so she's like that with any kit who doesn't appear healthy and with her former apprentice, despite the fact that Ferngaze is a warrior)

Ferngaze stalked forward and nudged Peachrain," Peachrain. Bingo is fine. He's an outsider after all, and once he's six moons old we can boot him out of camp." She slightly growled quitely so Bingo wouldn't hear," Besides, Bluekit died many, many moons ago, and just because it was your fault doesn't mean you have to burden every kit you see with your behavior."

Peachrain glanced at Ferngaze," Are you ill... your not as sweet and gentle as normal! You should see Wheatfur!"

Ferngaze growled softly," I'm a warrior, Peachrain. I'm just distrustful of this outsider."

Rosefern smiled," Bingo must be tired... And Foxkit, he's tired that's all."

Chameleonpaw nodded," We should find a queen to look after him. And Ferngaze you know the warrior code there is no question of whether or not he's staying. He's staying. And at six moons he can chose whether or not he'll stay."

Peachrain gasped," I'm not a queen, but I can watch him!"

[Hopekit]

Chameleonpaw shrugged," I see no problem with that." How dare that squirrelbrain call what I was doing satisfying myself..
"Great!"
gtg..

[Lawlipop]

Lawlipop
(Seemed like the most logical place for a grieving cat)

Peachrain was coming in after her patrol intending to sleep Chasing a squirrel across the territory without killing it was exausting, why did Bubblestep make us do it? Right, because it would be a good training exercise. She looked up and saw Dawncloud curled up whimpered she sighed, Why am I so dang kind!? she trotted over to Dawncloud," Are you alright? Is there anything I can do to help?" She meowed sounding tired.


The white she-cat was in her nest, quiet sniffling could be heard, her nose has turned it's tint from a solid pink to a soft red, and her eyes puffy and pink. Out of all the cats in the clan, the recent death of beloved deputy Fennelnose had struck Dawncloud. Her friend that grew up with her since they were kits. The friend who saved her from the hungry fox. The friend she cheered for the loudest during her deputy ceremony. The first week after the incident, the warrior den was loud with grief-stricken sobbing that erupted from the molly. It has finally dialed down to quiet tears that trickled down her face. Dawncloud, the molly who could be described as one who had an attitude brighter than the sun, was clouded by her anguish, her heartache. She jerks back as she hears a voice next to her. She slowly moves her head to see who the cat was and as soon as she identified the voice, she places her head back down/ "No, there isn't anything you can do." she bluntly says in a quiet tone. No matter how many tears she cries, no matter how much time she wallows in her nest, her friend is not coming back. Her mourning has taken a toll on her, she has been getting thinner due to not even having the mood to bring herself to eat.

[Seraphon]

Peachrain fretted," He needs a mother and he may appear visibly healthy, but still...Wheatfur should inspect him..." (sorry she's so weird like that. She had a kit die so she's like that with any kit who doesn't appear healthy and with her former apprentice, despite the fact that Ferngaze is a warrior)

Ferngaze stalked forward and nudged Peachrain," Peachrain. Bingo is fine. He's an outsider after all, and once he's six moons old we can boot him out of camp." She slightly growled quitely so Bingo wouldn't hear," Besides, Bluekit died many, many moons ago, and just because it was your fault doesn't mean you have to burden every kit you see with your behavior."

Peachrain glanced at Ferngaze," Are you ill... your not as sweet and gentle as normal! You should see Wheatfur!"

Ferngaze growled softly," I'm a warrior, Peachrain. I'm just distrustful of this outsider."

Rosefern smiled," Bingo must be tired... And Foxkit, he's tired that's all."

Chameleonpaw nodded," We should find a queen to look after him. And Ferngaze you know the warrior code there is no question of whether or not he's staying. He's staying. And at six moons he can chose whether or not he'll stay."

Peachrain gasped," I'm not a queen, but I can watch him!"
Bingo was still asleep.

Foxkit whined,"well, why is he so tiiirrred!!??

Bonekit still sat there bored but then rolled his eyes and started to stalk away.

Sorrelpaw was still sitting down,"sooooo... What are we going to do?" He asked confused.

[Mango]

The white she-cat was in her nest, quiet sniffling could be heard, her nose has turned it's tint from a solid pink to a soft red, and her eyes puffy and pink. Out of all the cats in the clan, the recent death of beloved deputy Fennelnose had struck Dawncloud. Her friend that grew up with her since they were kits. The friend who saved her from the hungry fox. The friend she cheered for the loudest during her deputy ceremony. The first week after the incident, the warrior den was loud with grief-stricken sobbing that erupted from the molly. It has finally dialed down to quiet tears that trickled down her face. Dawncloud, the molly who could be described as one who had an attitude brighter than the sun, was clouded by her anguish, her heartache. She jerks back as she hears a voice next to her. She slowly moves her head to see who the cat was and as soon as she identified the voice, she places her head back down/ "No, there isn't anything you can do." she bluntly says in a quiet tone. No matter how many tears she cries, no matter how much time she wallows in her nest, her friend is not coming back. Her mourning has taken a toll on her, she has been getting thinner due to not even having the mood to bring herself to eat.

Peachrain eyed the mourning molly," I know it's hard to lose a loved one...I lost my kit many, many moons ago. And it was my fault... your lucky Fennelnose didn't die because of you." Her eyes glistened in sorrow," I know because I decided to leave the my kits alone while I went flirting in the territory with my mate and when I returned my kit was dead in the clearing, it was leafbare, I thought they'd remain asleep in the nursery." She whispered," I understand grief, but you must eat. You're getting thin." I can fetch you prey."

[Mango]

Bingo was still asleep.

Foxkit whined,"well, why is he so tiiirrred!!??

Bonekit still sat there bored but then rolled his eyes and started to stalk away.

Sorrelpaw was still sitting down,"sooooo... What are we going to do?" He asked confused.

Chameleonpaw was kinda amused by Foxkit," Well he hasn't had a safe place to sleep for many moons, Foxkit." She glanced at Sorrelpaw," We need to find anyone who can take care of Bingo and act as a mother."

Ferngaze scowled," I'm not. I think we should leave the kit on the Windclan border and ask for our missing kits in exchange for this kittypet."

Rosefern flashed Ferngaze a glare," I could make sure Bingo is safe, I may not have been a queen before, but- I would love to, and I think Bingo's needs are much smaller than most kits and doesn't need an adoptive father as much as Bingo needs an adoptive mother."

Peachrain pleading," I can! I can clean Bingo's fur daily as a did with Orchardsong and Bluekit! I can help Bingo learn about clan life! I can watch Bingo, just because I failed one kit doesn't mean I failed both my kits, I might finally be able to forgive myself if I raise a kittypet to be a clan cat!" She blinked desperately.

Cuckootree snorted," Bingo isn't a newborn, I could make sure Bingo has a nest and isn't bullied and knows where the fresh kill pile is and understands clan life."

Chameleonpaw paused unsure of which of the mollies and one tom she'd trust as Bingo's adoptive parent.
(Which would you prefer, note whoever it is can't be there mentor)

[Seraphon]

Chameleonpaw was kinda amused by Foxkit," Well he hasn't had a safe place to sleep for many moons, Foxkit." She glanced at Sorrelpaw," We need to find anyone who can take care of Bingo and act as a mother."

Ferngaze scowled," I'm not. I think we should leave the kit on the Windclan border and ask for our missing kits in exchange for this kittypet."

Rosefern flashed Ferngaze a glare," I could make sure Bingo is safe, I may not have been a queen before, but- I would love to, and I think Bingo's needs are much smaller than most kits and doesn't need an adoptive father as much as Bingo needs an adoptive mother."

Peachrain pleading," I can! I can clean Bingo's fur daily as a did with Orchardsong and Bluekit! I can help Bingo learn about clan life! I can watch Bingo, just because I failed one kit doesn't mean I failed both my kits, I might finally be able to forgive myself if I raise a kittypet to be a clan cat!" She blinked desperately.

Cuckootree snorted," Bingo isn't a newborn, I could make sure Bingo has a nest and isn't bullied and knows where the fresh kill pile is and understands clan life."

Chameleonpaw paused unsure of which of the mollies and one tom she'd trust as Bingo's adoptive parent.
(Which would you prefer, note whoever it is can't be there mentor)
(Id have to say peach rain 1. I feel bad for her 2. She can't be his mentor YAYYY!!! XD)

Foxkit whined even more,"but WHHHYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!???????"(who isn't amused by Foxkit XD)

Bonekit was almost out of the cluster of cats around Bingo and Chameleonpaw.

Sorrelpaw nodded,"I don't know who would be better, although Cuckootree promised no bullying would happen..." He silenced himself, thinking.

[Mango]

(Id have to say peach rain 1. I feel bad for her 2. She can't be his mentor YAYYY!!! XD)

Foxkit whined even more,"but WHHHYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!???????"(who isn't amused by Foxkit XD)

Bonekit was almost out of the cluster of cats around Bingo and Chameleonpaw.

Sorrelpaw nodded,"I don't know who would be better, although Cuckootree promised no bullying would happen..." He silenced himself, thinking.

Chameleonpaw felt bad for Peachrain," I suppose you could be his adoptive mother, but whatever you do, don't bring up his biological family he's really sensitive about it and gets angry... and remember he's five moons old not one moon old, so I think he can eat by himself and groom himself..."

Rosefern shrugged," Oh well...I can maybe mentor him, unless either of you would want to."

Cuckootree shrugged," I could, but so could you and I'm a little agressive with training and I don't know how that kit would respond to an agressive training system."

Ferngaze scowled," I hope I don't mentor him... I hate outsiders...he'd never make it to be a warrior, he'd be a ninty moon old apprentice one day, unless they made him a warrior out of sympathy..." ( If she mentored him she'd stop hating and scorning him eventually aka 7-9 moons old)

Owlstone the paralyzed warrior sighed sadly I wanted to mentor an apprentice and raise a kit...not going to happen she sighed and used her good forearm to haul herself closer to the group of cats.

Chameleonpaw chuckled at Foxkit.

Peachrain squealed in excitement," Ofcouse! Bingo and I will be BFF's I know I'm
not the biological mother, but I can still love on him... Bingo is such a little cutie sleeping!" She squeaked excitement lighting up her eyes.

[Seraphon]

Chameleonpaw felt bad for Peachrain," I suppose you could be his adoptive mother, but whatever you do, don't bring up his biological family he's really sensitive about it and gets angry... and remember he's five moons old not one moon old, so I think he can eat by himself and groom himself..."

Rosefern shrugged," Oh well...I can maybe mentor him, unless either of you would want to."

Cuckootree shrugged," I could, but so could you and I'm a little agressive with training and I don't know how that kit would respond to an agressive training system."

Ferngaze scowled," I hope I don't mentor him... I hate outsiders...he'd never make it to be a warrior, he'd be a ninty moon old apprentice one day, unless they made him a warrior out of sympathy..." ( If she mentored him she'd stop hating and scorning him eventually aka 7-9 moons old)

Owlstone the paralyzed warrior sighed sadly I wanted to mentor an apprentice and raise a kit...not going to happen she sighed and used her good forearm to haul herself closer to the group of cats.

Chameleonpaw chuckled at Foxkit.

Peachrain squealed in excitement," Ofcouse! Bingo and I will be BFF's I know I'm
not the biological mother, but I can still love on him... Bingo is such a little cutie sleeping!" She squeaked excitement lighting up her eyes.
Foxkit blinked,"no ones answering meeeeee!!!!!!!!!"

Bonekit was long gone.

Sorrelpaw followed Bonekit to keep an eye on him.

Bingo yawmed in his sleep.

(Bingo is a medium furred tuxedo with a pink nose and icy blue eyes btw)

[Mango]

Foxkit blinked,"no ones answering meeeeee!!!!!!!!!"

Bonekit was long gone.

Sorrelpaw followed Bonekit to keep an eye on him.

Bingo yawmed in his sleep.

(Bingo is a medium furred tuxedo with a pink nose and icy blue eyes btw)

Cuckootree grunted to Foxkit," Yes, if you wanted to be annoying, we've acnologed that."

Peachrain purred," I wuv him so much! He's so adorbes!" She squeaked in excitement

Ferngaze rolled her eyes," Your lucky she wasn't your mentor Chameleonpaw, she was like that with me until I was like ten moons old..."

Rosefern sighed," Maybe we should give him a clan name...I'd call him Bonekit, but there already is a Bonekit in the clan...hmm...Penguinkit, Blackkit, Whitekit, Pandakit, Graykit, Bingokit..."

Chameleonpaw eyed Rosefern," I think the leader does names...."

Owlstone sighed," If only there was a paralyzed appentice who needed a mentor, or a kit who wanted me as there mother..."

[Seraphon]

Cuckootree grunted to Foxkit," Yes, if you wanted to be annoying, we've acnologed that."

Peachrain purred," I wuv him so much! He's so adorbes!" She squeaked in excitement

Ferngaze rolled her eyes," Your lucky she wasn't your mentor Chameleonpaw, she was like that with me until I was like ten moons old..."

Rosefern sighed," Maybe we should give him a clan name...I'd call him Bonekit, but there already is a Bonekit in the clan...hmm...Penguinkit, Blackkit, Whitekit, Pandakit, Graykit, Bingokit..."

Chameleonpaw eyed Rosefern," I think the leader does names...."

Owlstone sighed," If only there was a paralyzed appentice who needed a mentor, or a kit who wanted me as there mother..."
Foxkit saw a butterfly and started chasing it.

Bingo blinked his eyes open, sat up, and yawned again.

[Mango]

Foxkit saw a butterfly and started chasing it.

Bingo blinked his eyes open, sat up, and yawned again.

Peachrain squeaked in excitement," Bingo is awake! YAY! Rainbows and kitttens are dancing around me in joy!" (I was about to say Rainbows and puppies, but I remembered that cats dislike dogs, even puppies)

Chameleonpaw facepalms in embarressment.

Owlstone laughed," I feel bad for Bingo..."

Ferngaze eyed Owlstone, she judged her a little for being paralyzed but she nodded," No kidding, yet I also hate Bingo for being found by Chameleonpaw."

Rosefern purred," It's been a while since the three of us siblings spent time together, we could...umm...talk." She was about to suggest hunting, but she remembered that Owlstone only could move one paw and her head.

[Seraphon]

Peachrain squeaked in excitement," Bingo is awake! YAY! Rainbows and kitttens are dancing around me in joy!" (I was about to say Rainbows and puppies, but I remembered that cats dislike dogs, even puppies)

Chameleonpaw facepalms in embarressment.

Owlstone laughed," I feel bad for Bingo..."

Ferngaze eyed Owlstone, she judged her a little for being paralyzed but she nodded," No kidding, yet I also hate Bingo for being found by Chameleonpaw."

Rosefern purred," It's been a while since the three of us siblings spent time together, we could...umm...talk." She was about to suggest hunting, but she remembered that Owlstone only could move one paw and her head.
Bingo looked at Peachrain and padded up to her.

Foxkit was still distracted by the butterfly.

[Mango]

Bingo looked at Peachrain and padded up to her.

Foxkit was still distracted by the butterfly.

Peachrain lowers her voice into a softer voice," Hello Bingo. How..." she paused," are," she paused," you." She paused," feeling?" She meowed slowling her voice down that slowly

Chameleonpaw glared at Peachrain," I think Bingo can understand you just fine if you talk normally."

Owlstone was dying of laughter.

Rosefern gave Bingo a sympathetic glance.

Ferngaze snorted," That'll definetly chase Bingo out of the clan."

Cucuckootree laughed," Wow."

[Seraphon]

Peachrain lowers her voice into a softer voice," Hello Bingo. How..." she paused," are," she paused," you." She paused," feeling?" She meowed slowling her voice down that slowly

Chameleonpaw glared at Peachrain," I think Bingo can understand you just fine if you talk normally."

Owlstone was dying of laughter.

Rosefern gave Bingo a sympathetic glance.

Ferngaze snorted," That'll definetly chase Bingo out of the clan."

Cucuckootree laughed," Wow."
Bingo glanced at Rosefern,"Hi,"he paused, smiling,"I'm,"fine,"what's,""your,""name," he paused between each word and giggled at himself.

Foxkit was still distracted but now by a beetle.

[Mango]

Bingo glanced at Rosefern,"Hi,"he paused, smiling,"I'm,"fine,"what's,""your,""name," he paused between each word and giggled at himself.

Foxkit was still distracted but now by a beetle.

Peachrain sighed, realizing the kit was five moons old and probably could understand two to three words at a time," I'm Peachrain."

Rosefern smiled," I'm Rosefern, Peachrain over there is your adoptive mother. She'll take care of you until your six moons old."

Owlstone smiled," I'm Owlstone." She prayed to Starclan the kit wouldn't be scared because she didn't move normally.

Ferngaze grunted," I'm Ferngaze."

Cuckootree meowed gruffly, I'm Cuckootree."

Chameleonpaw flashed a smile," I'm Chameleonpaw."

[Seraphon]

Peachrain sighed, realizing the kit was five moons old and probably could understand two to three words at a time," I'm Peachrain."

Rosefern smiled," I'm Rosefern, Peachrain over there is your adoptive mother. She'll take care of you until your six moons old."

Owlstone smiled," I'm Owlstone." She prayed to Starclan the kit wouldn't be scared because she didn't move normally.

Ferngaze grunted," I'm Ferngaze."

Cuckootree meowed gruffly, I'm Cuckootree."

Chameleonpaw flashed a smile," I'm Chameleonpaw."
"Nice to meet you all," he smiled, realizing he was happier now because he was around others.

Foxkit bounded up to him,"I'm Foxkit!"

(Btw I was supposed to make him 6 moons old afew days ago so it won't be long until he's six moons ;))

[Mango]

"Nice to meet you all," he smiled, realizing he was happier now because he was around others.

Foxkit bounded up to him,"I'm Foxkit!"

(Btw I was supposed to make him 6 moons old afew days ago so it won't be long until he's six moons ;))
(okay)

Peachrain purred," Your the best fuzzy wuzzy kit ever." She meowed

[Mayflower]

"No I hope ill get one. I'd like to think I'd be a good mentor." White bird said.
"You probably would. I have Kestrelpaw, and I'm loving being a mentor." Fernglow smiled, thinking of his apprentice.

[Charmer]

Cherrykit giggled and deepened her voice so that she sounded ridiculous,"why yes, I think that would be nice," she couldn't help herself from giggling again even as she tried to be mature.

Cherrypaw's whiskers twitched as she gave a mrrow of laughter at hearing Cherrykit's deepened voice. "What orders shall I pass along to the fearless warriors of our clan?" she asked, her head dipped solemnly as she addressed the kit.

[Ceridwen]

Kestrelpaw looked surprised at his question, like she hadn't thought of her observation as something she was 'into.' She had always thought of it as more of a part of her, really, and she guessed that it was probably the same way with Buffalopaw's cheerfulness. He didn't look like the type of the cat to enjoy warm weather, a thick pelt like that and all, but it was apparent that she had been wrong. "I suppose so, if you think of it as something I'm 'into.' It's something productive to do instead of just sitting and staring into empty space. Even right now, I'm observing you." Her sharp eyes scanned the tom's posture, his body language, his expression. None were hostile. Neither were hers, but they were more alert. Sharp. Like a hawk's - Kestrelpaw wondered why she had recieved the name she had.

She had always thought of herself as more of a hawk, but kestrels were fierce, intelligent, and alert birds as well. Just like Kestrelpaw. "So, what do you normally do for fun?" Yes, Kestrelpaw asked "traditional" questions. Such as those. And she enjoyed fun just as much as the next cat, really, she wasn't all boring and sitting still. Though her "fun" activitites were generally productive. She liked to be productive. And she thought of observing along those lines... it helped her. For example, at the moment she could tell that he was beginning to feel more comfortable around her. Which was good, because her goal wasn't to frighten her clanmates.


The notion that his every little movement was being watched by her made his self-consciousness bubble up again, but all the same, it was kind of flattering that someone would pay attention to him like that, even if it was as per their own habits. He was use to not being taken seriously, though this she-cat seemed to take everything with a solemn approach. He maintained his delighted expression as she moved on to her next question, and took a moment to think about it. Lots of things were fun, even the smallest things could provide some joy in his day. But, he decided that he wasn't going to run down the huge list of things that he enjoyed, for the sake of Kestrelpaw's time.

"Well...I like to hunt. Hmm, wrestling can be fun too! I guess you could say I like observing too, I like to wonder what they're thinking or doing," He gave a bit of a bashful chuckle, it seemed odd to say something like that out-loud, "But, you seem better at it than me!" His eyes flickered out and he caught sight of a cat trotting across the camp, heading out, "Like him-- you know, he looks pretty determined, but he also seems like he's got a lot on his mind,"

Though it seemed like this she-cat was all-business, he had to assume that she liked to have fun sometimes too-- what cat didn't? "What about you?"

[Empress Of Evil]

Buzzardpaw was sleeping peacefully as the she-cat woke up, though, as he felt something hit him, and with how easy he was to scare, he jumped awake and kicked the she-cat in the jaw a bit too hard for anyone's liking, he spun around to look at her, ears lowering. "What do you think you're doing?!" He asked, eyes wide open. "You don't wake someone up like that!" He said, realising that he might've injured her a little, it wasn't really his kind to do things like that, but it sure wasn't a great idea to wake someone up like that. "I was sleeping! What's wrong with that? After all, you were the one who wanted to sleep, weren't you?" He asked, after all, what he said wasn't a lie. "I fell asleep beside you, what more?" He added questionningly, he wasn't really looking for love either, but he felt protective of everyone in his clan. "Because if you think I did this because I'm in love with you, you are dead wrong, Everpaw." He admitted. "Most cats would be scared to be in a relation with you honestly..." He added, he didn't want to have a relation with her, well, not more than a friend.


The calico apprentice gasped loudly as a powerful force hit her in the jaw. “What do I think i’m doing? You should be asking yourself that!” Everpaw snarled, yellow hues blazing in anger. As she fumed over her throbbing jaw, she forgot about how she’d hit him in the first place. But, she was quickly reminded again as he spoke. “It’s not my fault you were way too close for comfort!” Everpaw exclaimed, unsheathing her claws. It was a quirk of hers, unsheathing her claws when she was annoyed or angry. She never actually intended to tear a cat to pieces, but sometimes she might give someone a scratch or two if they were really bugging her too much. At this point, she wasn’t ready to shred the tom into pieces. However, she was ready to run to apprentice’s den and move her nest into the territory. After that experience, she wasn’t sure she even wanted to sleep in the camp anymore. “Well thank StarClan for that,” She muttered to herself, ears flattening against her head at the mere mention of the word ‘love’. “How nice of you to point out the obvious,” Everpaw continued sarcastically, rolling her eyes in annoyance. Any other cat would probably have been offended by that statement, but not Everpaw. The calico didn’t protest against it because she knew it was true. She didn’t have many friends and that was because she wasn’t very friendly. But really she didn’t care. The apprentice didn’t have much time for friends and she didn’t find any joy in making new friends. She preferred to just continue talking to those she already knew.

Empress Of Evil
Rosefern looked and her paws in boredom casually licking her paw. I'm so kin yet no one is talking to me...I wish someone would talk to me... she sighed
she was a kind cat yet she wasn't popular. She didn't mind, but she liked to have friends.

A ginger tabby stepped out of the warrior’s den and paused at the entrance. Her pelt was neatly groomed as she had just woken up and cleaned her pelt. Now that she was a bit more awake, she was ready to find someone to talk to. Her amber gaze scanned the camp for anyone who might look like they wanted a bit of company. Most cats in the camp were either busy or had already found someone to talk to, and Honeyvenom let out a sigh of annoyance. She was about to head out of the camp and go hunting when her gaze suddenly stopped on a she-cat who looked rather bored. Feeling curious, the ginger warrior padded over to her.
“Hello,” She greeted quietly. Honeyvenom took a spot next to the cat and curled her tail neatly around her paws. Judging by the way the cat looked, she would be welcome to sit down here and talk for a bit. But if she wasn’t, she would leave without an objection and be useful.

(haha it's fine! sorry for the wait x.x)

The grey head of a young apprentice lifted off of the grassy clearing floor, and he blinked his eyes open groggily. Hemlockpaw tiredly got to his paws, before quickly bringing his front close to the ground, front paws reached out in front of him to stretch his exhausted joints. A long yawn was released through his gaping jaws as he stretched out his back legs as well. Shaking out his fur, Hemlockpaw's jade green eyes flicked over to his good friend Everpaw, who was entirely focused on eating a mouse, seeming intent. With a shake of his grey pelt, the young tom padded over to her. "It's always 'go big or go home' with you I suppose," he cracked, a smirk playing on his maw. "So who's the tom? You can't kill a mouse and a rabbit without aiming to impress. So what's his name? Is he as handsome as me?" Hemlockpaw asked, nudging his friends shoulder with his paw, clearly joking around with her. He tended to joke like that, and you'd think his ego would be higher than the trees in the SkyClan camp, but in reality- it was a mere shell that Hemlockpaw had build up over time. He hadn't ever been comfortable with himself, but to hide that, he joked very immodestly and narcissistically. That was just one of Hemlockpaw's many quirks.


As she ate, the calico watched the blood trickle from the mouse to the grass below. It was quite gross honestly, yet she ate this everyday without a complaint. At least the flesh tasted better than the blood looked. A familiar voice suddenly broke through her thoughts and she gulped down her bite before lifting her head up. For a moment, she stared at the newcomer, as if processing his words. “Average isn’t good enough,” Everpaw finally replied after a few moments of silence. She looked back down at her mouse and parted her jaws to take another bite when his words stopped her. “You are disgusting sometimes,” She snorted, wrinkling her nose in disgust. Although her words were flat and blunt, the apprentice couldn’t stop the amusement from dancing in her yellow hues. “The only cat I would try to impress is my mentor. Plus anyway, no tom could ever possibly match your looks,” Everpaw purred, moving her face closer to him and batting her eyelashes in a flirty manner. “No one could ever look as ugly as you,” She continued before she returned to munching on her mouse. The calico would’ve been surprised if the tom were to ask if she were flirting with him. Everpaw didn’t flirt. She hated anything to do with love and that included flirting. That was probably the first time she’d ever acknowledged the art of flirting, even if it was fake. Any good friends of hers would know immediately that she was acting.

[Seraphon]

(okay)

Peachrain purred," Your the best fuzzy wuzzy kit ever." She meowed
Bingo smiled, purred, and curled up at her paws.

"NOW HES GOING BBBAAAAACCCKKKKK TO SLEEEP?????!!!!!!!" Foxkit whined as loud as he could.

[Beam]

Shinekitkit glared at her and mewed, with her naturally high pitched voice because she was a kit after all,"You are too, crazy! There is no difference whatsoever, and it's obviously a stick," she motioned towards the leaf," and you're right I do have one stick! But I have two one sticks! And that means I have two!" She squealed to Timberkit, genuinely thinking that sticks and leaves were the same thing.
Timberkot clinched when the other kit's eyes glared at her. Even though the kit was extremely playful, she head a mean death stare he shuffled forward the slightest, closer to the kit. "No, I'm not!" Her ears flattened to her head with a hurt stare at the other kit, but her expression melted away when the other kit talked again. "W-what?" She newer, ears still pressed against her head, what would make this kit understand something like a stick and a leaf were two different things? "No. Do you see the round, soft shape of this... stick?" She patted the leaf with her paw tenderly, "its actually called a leaf, it comes from trees. This" she prodded the brown stick "is a stick. , you're right, but leads grow on sticks." She leaned bad, hoping to see realization appear on the other young felines' face.

[Seraphon]

Cherrypaw's whiskers twitched as she gave a mrrow of laughter at hearing Cherrykit's deepened voice. "What orders shall I pass along to the fearless warriors of our clan?" she asked, her head dipped solemnly as she addressed the kit.
Cherrykit kept her deep voice,"we are going to-" she yawned,"oops," she giggled.

[Seraphon]

Timberkot clinched when the other kit's eyes glared at her. Even though the kit was extremely playful, she head a mean death stare he shuffled forward the slightest, closer to the kit. "No, I'm not!" Her ears flattened to her head with a hurt stare at the other kit, but her expression melted away when the other kit talked again. "W-what?" She newer, ears still pressed against her head, what would make this kit understand something like a stick and a leaf were two different things? "No. Do you see the round, soft shape of this... stick?" She patted the leaf with her paw tenderly, "its actually called a leaf, it comes from trees. This" she prodded the brown stick "is a stick. , you're right, but leads grow on sticks." She leaned bad, hoping to see realization appear on the other young felines' face.
"B-but I have two one sticks?" She asked sadly and looked at her sticks. She had confusion in her gaze, they both looked the same to her, she could see no difference. She looked back at Timberkit,"Two one sticks?" She was VERY confused right now and couldn't believe someone thought that these two sticks were different and that leaves and sticks were different things.

[Charmer]

Cherrykit kept her deep voice,"we are going to-" she yawned,"oops," she giggled.

"I guess even mighty clan leaders need a nap every once in a while," Cherrypaw commented, amused.

[Seraphon]

"I guess even mighty clan leaders need a nap every once in a while," Cherrypaw commented, amused.
Cherrykit shook her head,"no! I don't need a nap!" She squealed.

[Charmer]

Cherrykit shook her head,"no! I don't need a nap!" She squealed.

"Oh forgive me, mighty Cherrystar," Cherrypaw meowed in mock contrition, "I was merely reminding you as your deputy to take care of yourself. The clan needs you strong." Cherrypaw thought about how someday this little kit would be a warrior, and how someday she'd get to have her own kits and watch them grow up to be warriors and have kits of their own. He heart swelled with gratitude. She was so happy to have been born a Thunderclan cat.

[dino.]

Chameleon

Mosspaw looked up from his mouse and over at Rosefern. "Uh, hi," he called back. Why was she even talking to him? It's not like anyone liked him or anything.

[Seraphon]

"Oh forgive me, mighty Cherrystar," Cherrypaw meowed in mock contrition, "I was merely reminding you as your deputy to take care of yourself. The clan needs you strong." Cherrypaw thought about how someday this little kit would be a warrior, and how someday she'd get to have her own kits and watch them grow up to be warriors and have kits of their own. He heart swelled with gratitude. She was so happy to have been born a Thunderclan cat.
Cherrykit giggled once more and used her deepest, goofiest voice yet,"oh, it's alright loyal deputy!" By the end of the sentence her voice had gone back to high pitched.

[Mango]

"Nice to meet you all," he smiled, realizing he was happier now because he was around others.

Foxkit bounded up to him,"I'm Foxkit!"

(Btw I was supposed to make him 6 moons old afew days ago so it won't be long until he's six moons ;))
Peachrain purred," I'm your adoptive mother."

[Mango]

Chameleon

Mosspaw looked up from his mouse and over at Rosefern. "Uh, hi," he called back. Why was she even talking to him? It's not like anyone liked him or anything.
Rosefern smiled," How's training going?" She meowed

[Mango]

The calico apprentice gasped loudly as a powerful force hit her in the jaw. “What do I think i’m doing? You should be asking yourself that!” Everpaw snarled, yellow hues blazing in anger. As she fumed over her throbbing jaw, she forgot about how she’d hit him in the first place. But, she was quickly reminded again as he spoke. “It’s not my fault you were way too close for comfort!” Everpaw exclaimed, unsheathing her claws. It was a quirk of hers, unsheathing her claws when she was annoyed or angry. She never actually intended to tear a cat to pieces, but sometimes she might give someone a scratch or two if they were really bugging her too much. At this point, she wasn’t ready to shred the tom into pieces. However, she was ready to run to apprentice’s den and move her nest into the territory. After that experience, she wasn’t sure she even wanted to sleep in the camp anymore. “Well thank StarClan for that,” She muttered to herself, ears flattening against her head at the mere mention of the word ‘love’. “How nice of you to point out the obvious,” Everpaw continued sarcastically, rolling her eyes in annoyance. Any other cat would probably have been offended by that statement, but not Everpaw. The calico didn’t protest against it because she knew it was true. She didn’t have many friends and that was because she wasn’t very friendly. But really she didn’t care. The apprentice didn’t have much time for friends and she didn’t find any joy in making new friends. She preferred to just continue talking to those she already knew.



A ginger tabby stepped out of the warrior’s den and paused at the entrance. Her pelt was neatly groomed as she had just woken up and cleaned her pelt. Now that she was a bit more awake, she was ready to find someone to talk to. Her amber gaze scanned the camp for anyone who might look like they wanted a bit of company. Most cats in the camp were either busy or had already found someone to talk to, and Honeyvenom let out a sigh of annoyance. She was about to head out of the camp and go hunting when her gaze suddenly stopped on a she-cat who looked rather bored. Feeling curious, the ginger warrior padded over to her.
“Hello,” She greeted quietly. Honeyvenom took a spot next to the cat and curled her tail neatly around her paws. Judging by the way the cat looked, she would be welcome to sit down here and talk for a bit. But if she wasn’t, she would leave without an objection and be useful.



As she ate, the calico watched the blood trickle from the mouse to the grass below. It was quite gross honestly, yet she ate this everyday without a complaint. At least the flesh tasted better than the blood looked. A familiar voice suddenly broke through her thoughts and she gulped down her bite before lifting her head up. For a moment, she stared at the newcomer, as if processing his words. “Average isn’t good enough,” Everpaw finally replied after a few moments of silence. She looked back down at her mouse and parted her jaws to take another bite when his words stopped her. “You are disgusting sometimes,” She snorted, wrinkling her nose in disgust. Although her words were flat and blunt, the apprentice couldn’t stop the amusement from dancing in her yellow hues. “The only cat I would try to impress is my mentor. Plus anyway, no tom could ever possibly match your looks,” Everpaw purred, moving her face closer to him and batting her eyelashes in a flirty manner. “No one could ever look as ugly as you,” She continued before she returned to munching on her mouse. The calico would’ve been surprised if the tom were to ask if she were flirting with him. Everpaw didn’t flirt. She hated anything to do with love and that included flirting. That was probably the first time she’d ever acknowledged the art of flirting, even if it was fake. Any good friends of hers would know immediately that she was acting.

Rosefern flicked her tail at Honeyvenom," Hey..." she meowed Why is she sitting next to me, no one sits next to me she thought unsure of whether to ask her or let her sit next to her.

[Mango]

BluBunny
Owlstone sadly sighed, she didn't bother wasting energy hauling herself to the clearing, she knew no one would talk at her, if she was lucky a kit might stare at her and ask why she didn't walk, but that was the closest to a conversation she's had in a long time. Once and a while her littermates, Ferngaze and Rosefern would spend a few minutes talking to her before leaving for a patrol If only I could find a way to go on patrol, they got to train an apprentice, and I'll never, they've had kits and I'll never have a mate so I'll never have kits and no one trusts me with an outsider kit who needs a foster parent, I could be just as good of a parent as any warrior who could walk...

[Charmer]

Cherrykit giggled once more and used her deepest, goofiest voice yet,"oh, it's alright loyal deputy!" By the end of the sentence her voice had gone back to high pitched.

Cherryypaw glanced over at the nest nearby and saw a loose, bright red feather. She gasped, pointing at the feather with her tail. "Cherrystar, do you see that squirrel? It's plump enough to feed three warriors!"

[Seraphon]

Peachrain purred," I'm your adoptive mother."
Bingo smiled, kept purring, and stayed curled up at her paws.

"NOW HES GOING BBBAAAAACCCKKKKK TO SLEEEP?????!!!!!!!" Foxkit whined as loud as he could repeatedly.

[Seraphon]

Cherryypaw glanced over at the nest nearby and saw a loose, bright red feather. She gasped, pointing at the feather with her tail. "Cherrystar, do you see that squirrel? It's plump enough to feed three warriors!"
Cherrykit nodded and started stalking towards it with a pitiful hunters crouch.

[Charmer]

Cherrykit nodded and started stalking towards it with a pitiful hunters crouch.

Cherrypaw leaned in and whispered, "Don't forget to keep your tail down so that it's barely above the ground," she hinted, echoing the same advice she'd heard from her mentor earlier that day.

[Seraphon]

Cherrypaw leaned in and whispered, "Don't forget to keep your tail down so that it's barely above the ground," she hinted, echoing the same advice she'd heard from her mentor earlier that day.
Cherrykit lowered her whole body, looked at Cherrypaw happily and whispered,"like this?"

[Charmer]

Cherrykit lowered her whole body, looked at Cherrypaw happily and whispered,"like this?"

"Much better," Cherrypaw meowed, "be sure to keep your belly off the ground too. Like this," she said, getting into her own hunting crouch and gliding along the floor of the nursery.

[Seraphon]

"Much better," Cherrypaw meowed, "be sure to keep your belly off the ground too. Like this," she said, getting into her own hunting crouch and gliding along the floor of the nursery.
Cherrykit stuck her tongue out of the side of her mouth in consentration,"how about this?" She whispered.

[Charmer]

Cherrykit stuck her tongue out of the side of her mouth in consentration,"how about this?" She whispered.

"Very good!" Cherrypaw meowed. She opened her mouth and stretched her jaws in a wide yawn. "Well the mighty Cherrystar might not need a nap, but her deputy needs a rest after hunting."

[Seraphon]

"Very good!" Cherrypaw meowed. She opened her mouth and stretched her jaws in a wide yawn. "Well the mighty Cherrystar might not need a nap, but her deputy needs a rest after hunting."
Cherrykit looked at her and smiled,"Ok! Bye Cherrypaw!"

[meraki]

The calico apprentice gasped loudly as a powerful force hit her in the jaw. “What do I think i’m doing? You should be asking yourself that!” Everpaw snarled, yellow hues blazing in anger. As she fumed over her throbbing jaw, she forgot about how she’d hit him in the first place. But, she was quickly reminded again as he spoke. “It’s not my fault you were way too close for comfort!” Everpaw exclaimed, unsheathing her claws. It was a quirk of hers, unsheathing her claws when she was annoyed or angry. She never actually intended to tear a cat to pieces, but sometimes she might give someone a scratch or two if they were really bugging her too much. At this point, she wasn’t ready to shred the tom into pieces. However, she was ready to run to apprentice’s den and move her nest into the territory. After that experience, she wasn’t sure she even wanted to sleep in the camp anymore. “Well thank StarClan for that,” She muttered to herself, ears flattening against her head at the mere mention of the word ‘love’. “How nice of you to point out the obvious,” Everpaw continued sarcastically, rolling her eyes in annoyance. Any other cat would probably have been offended by that statement, but not Everpaw. The calico didn’t protest against it because she knew it was true. She didn’t have many friends and that was because she wasn’t very friendly. But really she didn’t care. The apprentice didn’t have much time for friends and she didn’t find any joy in making new friends. She preferred to just continue talking to those she already knew.



A ginger tabby stepped out of the warrior’s den and paused at the entrance. Her pelt was neatly groomed as she had just woken up and cleaned her pelt. Now that she was a bit more awake, she was ready to find someone to talk to. Her amber gaze scanned the camp for anyone who might look like they wanted a bit of company. Most cats in the camp were either busy or had already found someone to talk to, and Honeyvenom let out a sigh of annoyance. She was about to head out of the camp and go hunting when her gaze suddenly stopped on a she-cat who looked rather bored. Feeling curious, the ginger warrior padded over to her.
“Hello,” She greeted quietly. Honeyvenom took a spot next to the cat and curled her tail neatly around her paws. Judging by the way the cat looked, she would be welcome to sit down here and talk for a bit. But if she wasn’t, she would leave without an objection and be useful.



As she ate, the calico watched the blood trickle from the mouse to the grass below. It was quite gross honestly, yet she ate this everyday without a complaint. At least the flesh tasted better than the blood looked. A familiar voice suddenly broke through her thoughts and she gulped down her bite before lifting her head up. For a moment, she stared at the newcomer, as if processing his words. “Average isn’t good enough,” Everpaw finally replied after a few moments of silence. She looked back down at her mouse and parted her jaws to take another bite when his words stopped her. “You are disgusting sometimes,” She snorted, wrinkling her nose in disgust. Although her words were flat and blunt, the apprentice couldn’t stop the amusement from dancing in her yellow hues. “The only cat I would try to impress is my mentor. Plus anyway, no tom could ever possibly match your looks,” Everpaw purred, moving her face closer to him and batting her eyelashes in a flirty manner. “No one could ever look as ugly as you,” She continued before she returned to munching on her mouse. The calico would’ve been surprised if the tom were to ask if she were flirting with him. Everpaw didn’t flirt. She hated anything to do with love and that included flirting. That was probably the first time she’d ever acknowledged the art of flirting, even if it was fake. Any good friends of hers would know immediately that she was acting.


A false look of horror and distraught appeared on Hemlockpaw's face as mocked the look of shock. "Ugly? Me? Nonono, you are mistaken, miss. Either that, or your eyes are deceiving you." He joked, but unlike most toms, he got that she wasn't really flirting. Joking, most likely. Or at least trying to. Her expressions and vocals didn't match the look in her eyes, hinting clearly that she was not in fact flirting. But neither was Hemlock. Not quite, at least. The tom was never good at flirting and was increasingly awkward when it came to any sort of love interest, so he put the idea of a crush aside and simply joked rather than flirted. He wasn't usually one to walk up and talk to a cat, but he knew Everpaw slightly from training and felt more comfortable. Hemlock looked down at the mouse she was eating. "Hm, a bloody one, huh? Some are worse than others, but you've a pretty bloody one." He said grimly. "Makes me want to eat plants like a rabbit." Hemlockpaw said, looking serious before breaking out into a grin. "I take that back, the idea is too appalling and I like bird too much."

[dino.]

Rosefern smiled," How's training going?" She meowed
The brown tom shrugged. "Ok, I guess. I just wish my mentor would do a better job. All I've learned so far is the stupid Leap-and-Hold and the Front Paw Strike. That's it." He sighed. "Sometimes I feel like the only reason that is is because no one honestly likes me."

[Mango]

Bingo smiled, kept purring, and stayed curled up at her paws.

"NOW HES GOING BBBAAAAACCCKKKKK TO SLEEEP?????!!!!!!!" Foxkit whined as loud as he could repeatedly.

Chameleonpaw grew a little erritated by Foxkit," You try staying awake for a moon and tell me how long it is before you sleep a whole day and night." She smirked

[Mango]

The brown tom shrugged. "Ok, I guess. I just wish my mentor would do a better job. All I've learned so far is the stupid Leap-and-Hold and the Front Paw Strike. That's it." He sighed. "Sometimes I feel like the only reason that is is because no one honestly likes me."
Rosefern felt sympathy for the young tom," That's unfair." Her eyes lit up at the thought," If you want, I could take you out for real hunting or maybe simple battle training and teach you more self defense since it's clear your mentor isn't teaching you much." She meowed

[Seraphon]

Chameleonpaw grew a little erritated by Foxkit," You try staying awake for a moon and tell me how long it is before you sleep a whole day and night." She smirked
Foxkit glared at her,"Fine!" He mewed and bounced away.

Cherrykit walked calmly out of the nursery.

Bingo fell asleep, purring at Peachrain's paws.

[Mango]

Foxkit glared at her,"Fine!" He mewed and bounced away.

Cherrykit walked calmly out of the nursery.

Bingo fell asleep, purring at Peachrain's paws.

Rosefern purred in amusement at Foxkit.

Peachrain smiled," He's too big to carry to the nursery and he needs sleep so I guess I'll be a tree for a while." She laughed quietly to the warriors and apprentice nearby.

[Mango]

"Great!"
gtg..
Chameleonpaw flicked her tail to Eaglepaw," Alright." She meowed not energetic sounding or angrily either.

[Seraphon]

Rosefern purred in amusement at Foxkit.

Peachrain smiled," He's too big to carry to the nursery and he needs sleep so I guess I'll be a tree for a while." She laughed quietly to the warriors and apprentice nearby.
Cherrykit padded up and sniffed Bingo. She looked at Peachrain with her head tilted questioningly,"Who's this

[Mango]

Cherrykit padded up and sniffed Bingo. She looked at Peachrain's with her head tilted questioningly,"Who's this?"
Peachrain smiled at Cherrykit," His names Bingo. He's my adopted son. He's five moons old." She meowed

[Seraphon]

Peachrain smiled at Cherrykit," His names Bingo. He's my adopted son. He's five moons old." She meowed
Bingo started to purr in his sleep as he snuggled up closer to Peachrain, happy to finally have a mother again though he wished he had a father too.

Cherrykit nodded,"Can he be my friend?"

[Mango]

Bingo started to purr in his sleep as he snuggled up closer to Peachrain, happy to finally have a mother again though he wished he had a father too.

Cherrykit nodded,"Can he be my friend?"

Peachrain chuckled quitely," I think that's up to Bingo."

[Seraphon]

Peachrain chuckled quitely," I think that's up to Bingo."
"Ok! When will he wake up!?" She mewed excitedly.

Bingo purred and rolled onto his back, nuzzling his adoptive mother.

[Mango]

"Ok! When will he wake up!?" She mewed excitedly.

Bingo purred and rolled onto his back, nuzzling his adoptive mother.
Peachrain laughed," I don't know, he's been away from care for a long time..." she found it quite sweet how Bingo was acting in his sleep.

[Seraphon]

Peachrain laughed," I don't know, he's been away from care for a long time..." she found it quite sweet how Bingo was acting in his sleep.
Bingo kept that position and yawned.

Cherrykit sat down and stared at Bingo, waiting for him to wake up. Then she looked at Peachrain, confused,"why is his name Bingo?"

[Mango]

Bingo kept that position and yawned.

Cherrykit sat down and stared at Bingo, waiting for him to wake up. Then she looked at Peachrain, confused,"why is his name Bingo?"

Peachrain paused," Well, he wasn't born in the clans so they don't have names like we do, they have different names than us." She replied not wanting to chase Cherrykit off by saying he was a kittypet and that's what his twolegs named him.

[Seraphon]

Peachrain paused," Well, he wasn't born in the clans so they don't have names like we do, they have different names than us." She replied not wanting to chase Cherrykit off by saying he was a kittypet and that's what his twolegs named him.
"But if he wasn't born in the Clans where could he possibly have been born?" She tilted her head, genuinely not knowing.

[Mango]

"But if he wasn't born in the Clans where could he possibly have been born?" She tilted her head, genuinely not knowing.
Peachrain paused," Some cats are born in the Dusk Syndicate- they are a group of cats who don't like us, some are loners- they are typically a small family of a father, mother, and kits who simply want a quite life not as busy as ours, but they don't mind us, some are rouges- they prefer to stick to there kin and dislike the clans , and some are kittypets- they live with twolegs and depend on twolegs to feed them and care for them, they normally don't have kin around, but they have many friends." She meowed not wanting to scare Cherrykit.

[Seraphon]

Peachrain paused," Some cats are born in the Dusk Syndicate- they are a group of cats who don't like us, some are loners- they are typically a small family of a father, mother, and kits who simply want a quite life not as busy as ours, but they don't mind us, some are rouges- they prefer to stick to there kin and dislike the clans , and some are kittypets- they live with twolegs and depend on twolegs to feed them and care for them, they normally don't have kin around, but they have many friends." She meowed not wanting to scare Cherrykit.
"But where was HE born?" She glanced at Bingo.

Bingo started to yawn and stretch.

[Mango]

"But where was HE born?" She glanced at Bingo.

Bingo started to yawn and stretch.
She paused," From what Chameleonpaw told me, that he is a kittypet, but that won't interfear with his training that much. We have warriors in this clan who were still born in the twoleg place."

[Seraphon]

She paused," From what Chameleonpaw told me, that he is a kittypet, but that won't interfear with his training that much. We have warriors in this clan who were still born in the twoleg place."
She bounced once,"wow!"

Bingo started to wake up from his yawning and stretching soon he blinked his eyes open.

[Mango]

She bounced once,"wow!"

Bingo started to wake up from his yawning and stretching soon he blinked his eyes open.
Chameleonpaw purred in amusement at Cherrykit.

Peachrain purred," Hello Bingo."

[Seraphon]

Chameleonpaw purred in amusement at Cherrykit.

Peachrain purred," Hello Bingo."
Cherrykit bolted to him,"Hi! I'm Cherrykit! And you're Bingo!"

Bingo looked at Peachrain,"Hi," then at Cherrykit and giggled,"Yeah I am! Nice to meet you Cherrykit!"

[Mango]

Cherrykit bolted to him,"Hi! I'm Cherrykit! And you're Bingo!"

Bingo looked at Peachrain,"Hi," then at Cherrykit and giggled,"Yeah I am! Nice to meet you Cherrykit!"

Peachrain purred,"How'd you sleep?"

Chameleonpaw watched silently.

[Seraphon]

Peachrain purred,"How'd you sleep?"

Chameleonpaw watched silently.
Bingo looked at her,"Great!" He bolted out of his laying position and into a standing position.

Cherrykit looked at him,"Do you wanna be my friend!?"

[Mango]

Bingo looked at her,"Great!" He bolted out of his laying position and into a standing position.

Cherrykit looked at him,"Do you wanna be my friend!?"

Peachrain purred in joy.

[Gone]

[FONT="Palatino Linotype"]The calico apprentice gasped loudly as a powerful force hit her in the jaw. “What do I think i’m doing? You should be asking yourself that!” Everpaw snarled, yellow hues blazing in anger. As she fumed over her throbbing jaw, she forgot about how she’d hit him in the first place. But, she was quickly reminded again as he spoke. “It’s not my fault you were way too close for comfort!” Everpaw exclaimed, unsheathing her claws. It was a quirk of hers, unsheathing her claws when she was annoyed or angry. She never actually intended to tear a cat to pieces, but sometimes she might give someone a scratch or two if they were really bugging her too much. At this point, she wasn’t ready to shred the tom into pieces. However, she was ready to run to apprentice’s den and move her nest into the territory. After that experience, she wasn’t sure she even wanted to sleep in the camp anymore. “Well thank StarClan for that,” She muttered to herself, ears flattening against her head at the mere mention of the word ‘love’. “How nice of you to point out the obvious,” Everpaw continued sarcastically, rolling her eyes in annoyance. Any other cat would probably have been offended by that statement, but not Everpaw. The calico didn’t protest against it because she knew it was true. She didn’t have many friends and that was because she wasn’t very friendly. But really she didn’t care. The apprentice didn’t have much time for friends and she didn’t find any joy in making new friends. She preferred to just continue talking to those she already knew.
Buzzardpaw gazed at her, silent as she spoke. "I'm sleeping if it wasn't obvious!" He growled, he hated being awoken like that and that was a fact, yes, he was kind most of the time, but for those who acted as if they were the leader even though they weren't. "Well, it's not my fault if you were sleeping in the clearing!" He mewed. "At least, the clan won't have to endure other cats like you in the future." He said, yawning. "Because I doubt you'll have offsprings." He added and unsheated his claws as well, glaring at the she-cat, sometimes, he really wanted to put her back in her place, a paw to the face wouldn't do, and he wasn't gonna do it in front of everyone. Seeing that she wasn't protesting, he immediatly knew he had a point. "At least, you should be happy that there's someone considering you like a sister around here." He growled, gazing down at her. "It's not every day that someone like that will walk by, someone that's willing to support you and all that." He added and walked passed her like if nothing had ever happened. "I sometimes wish you weren't so self-centered..." He added, looking over his shoulder at her.

[Seraphon]

Peachrain purred in joy.
"Sure! Sounds fun!" He mewed.

Cherrykit jumped up and down in joy,"yay!"

[Mango]

"Sure! Sounds fun!" He mewed.

Cherrykit jumped up and down in joy,"yay!"

Chameleonpaw chuckled recalling her kithood.

Peachrain laughed. Why wouldn't a friend be fun to a kit? she wondered what kind of life Bingo had before he was found.

[Seraphon]

Chameleonpaw chuckled recalling her kithood.

Peachrain laughed. Why wouldn't a friend be fun to a kit? she wondered what kind of life Bingo had before he was found.
Bingo stopped,"wait! What do friends do?"

Cherrykit looked at him,"what do you mean?" She questioned.

[Mango]

Bingo stopped,"wait! What do friends do?"

Cherrykit looked at him,"what do you mean?" She questioned.

Chameleonpaw blinked in shock.

Peachrain felt pity for Bingo so she answered," Friends spend time together and play together and rely on eachother for advice and support." She wasn't sure if the last one was only for she-cats but she shrugged it off.

[Seraphon]

Chameleonpaw blinked in shock.

Peachrain felt pity for Bingo so she answered," Friends spend time together and play together and rely on eachother for advice and support." She wasn't sure if the last one was only for she-cats but she shrugged it off.
Bingo asked still confused,"are they a type of family?"

Cherrykit was shocked.

[Mango]

Bingo asked still confused,"are they a type of family?"

Cherrykit was shocked.

Chameleonpaw stammered in shock," No. It's like simply someone to talk to and hang out with, and spend free time with." Didn't this kit have kittypet friends before his parents died in a monster accident?

[dino.]

Rosefern felt sympathy for the young tom," That's unfair." Her eyes lit up at the thought," If you want, I could take you out for real hunting or maybe simple battle training and teach you more self defense since it's clear your mentor isn't teaching you much." She meowed
He shrugged again. "Alright," he meowed. "That's cool, I guess." He licked his whiskers and stood up. "Let's go. My claws are itching for some action right now."

[Zero]

Sablekit scurried into the nursery, and out of the heat. The she-kit panted, the sun seeming to burn her darkish brown pelt whenever she stepped into it for just a few moments. It was hot in the nursery as well, but it definitely beat being in the direct sunlight. She hated being cooped up in her, especially with how big she was getting, but it seemed like all the shady areas in camp were completely filled. The she-cat padded over to her nest and flopped down, sighing heavily. She wished they lived in the tunnels still, only knowing of that from stories. The thought of the tunnels collapsing didn't scare her when it would offer protection from the sun and the heat that came with it. "Why is it so hotttt?!?" She groaned loudly, rolling onto her back.

[Seraphon]

Chameleonpaw stammered in shock," No. It's like simply someone to talk to and hang out with, and spend free time with." Didn't this kit have kittypet friends before his parents died in a monster accident?
He sat down, confused,"So what do NEW friends do?" He asked.

Cherrykit was still open mouthed in shock.

[Lawlipop]

Peachrain eyed the mourning molly," I know it's hard to lose a loved one...I lost my kit many, many moons ago. And it was my fault... your lucky Fennelnose didn't die because of you." Her eyes glistened in sorrow," I know because I decided to leave the my kits alone while I went flirting in the territory with my mate and when I returned my kit was dead in the clearing, it was leafbare, I thought they'd remain asleep in the nursery." She whispered," I understand grief, but you must eat. You're getting thin." I can fetch you prey."


Dawncloud kept her head curled around her, her eyes fixated on her nest as her ears picked up the molly's words of comfort. Fenelnose's death... Not being her fault. In a twisted, second handed way, it feel like it was. It felt like if maybe she had been there for her friend, they'd be still alive. Dawncloud didn't have much. Her mother and sister was all she had now in the clan. She had no kits to extend her legacy forward. She didn't even have a mate to be by her side while she is in her nest wallowing on what could have been. But she never thought of it much. Never thought of the fact that she doesn't have a family of her own. Because she's stayed by Fennelnose all this time and didn't have a care as to how many cats she had with her. Her clanmate takes notice of her waning weight and how frail she seems now. Dawncloud faces farther away from her, with a low, but clear mumble. "I'm not hungry."

[Splash]

"Thanks" Rosetail said kindly"If this is to be my last hunt for a while, I want it to be with my new best freind, and my mate. SORRELPAD!!!" "Yes," said the sorrel and black tom, "what is it, Rosetail?" "We're gonna go on a hunt, with Autumnwind, my new best she-cat pal." Rosetail explained, "'kay" said Sorrelpad "Might as well, you about to be a queen and all.""Let's go, then," Autumnwind responded, satisfied. Her new best friend. That didn't sound like a title for a third wheel. Shaking out her long coat once more, Autumnwind led the way out of the camp, hoping that Rosetail and Sorrelpad were following. "Where should she hunt?" she asked once she was out of the camp. She opened her mouth, revealing long, curled white teeth and scented the air. "No prey scent here," she determined.

[SuspiciousMindz]

Random Melchester tawny~ starfall Teza Socks Lawlipop

It was time. It was time Alderscreech came home. Blazingstar was no longer waiting on Snowstar to bring her back. Not that he knew she even had plans on doing so. All he could think about was the anger Thunderclan's leader was causing him. As he marched straight into the clearing, he ignored the stares from other warriors, ignored the fact he could be threatened for doing this. There was a reason behind his battle patrol. Well, somewhat of a battle patrol. He had some sensible cats here with him too. Cats sensible enough to keep his thoughts straight as he spoke to the ignorant warriors and Snowstar. "Snowstar!" he called, stopping in the middle of the clearing, looking from den to den. He wasn't sure which one was the leaders den so his gaze never stopped moving. As he settled himself down, he gestured for his warriors to do the same. He was sitting upright, looking unnerved despite being surrounded by his enemies. His abnormally long claws sank deep into the soil, leaving imprints where he sat; he was displaying obvious signs of aggression.

[Stario&Co.]

(Wow, my first ever conflict! This is so exciting!! X3)
(Also Random Melchester , do you want to have Berry to just have followed them back to camp?)
Bubblestep lifted her head from a small vole she was eating. Surprise and confusion overwhelmed her. "Blazingstar?" she mumbled. What's the leader of Windclan doing here?

[InvaderNellie]

"Let's go, then," Autumnwind responded, satisfied. Her new best friend. That didn't sound like a title for a third wheel. Shaking out her long coat once more, Autumnwind led the way out of the camp, hoping that Rosetail and Sorrelpad were following. "Where should she hunt?" she asked once she was out of the camp. She opened her mouth, revealing long, curled white teeth and scented the air. "No prey scent here," she determined.
"Can I tell you a secret, I used to be a kittypet, y'know. My name was Dottie, I wore a little pink collar." Rosetail explained. "Hello," said a long-furred white tom "Bonefur!" cried Rosetail, excited, "oh, how your brother and I have missed you! I smell... prey, over there." Rosetail cocked her head left.

[Random Melody]

Suspiciousmindz
tawny~
starfall
Teza
Socks
Lawlipop
Stario (Also sure X3)

Snowstar's ears went back the moment she smelt the familiar WindClan scent. She nudged Honeyfur, then nodded to her kits before pushing herself to her paws, stepping out of her nest. She did glance back at the kits warily, making sure they were alright and that Honeyfur could handle them before finally exiting the nursery. Her ice blue gaze flickered to Blazingstar, and the Siamese took a deep breath. She'd known this would happen. And by the looks of it, the WindClan leader was angry. But Snowstar wasnt. Not really. She was just... Tired. Really tired. And it didnt look like Blazingstar wanted a battle. Good, Snowstar thought as she padded forward to meet him, stopping a few mouse-lengths away and looking at him through wary eyes. WindClan cats in her camp didnt exactly settle well with her. And honestly she wished Gyrewind was there right then, because her former leader would be able to talk her through this. But he wasnt, so Snowstar had to suck it up and take the burn. "Greetings, Blazingstar." Snowstar spoke, keeping her voice even, despite the exhaustion still weighing her down. But she shook it off and raised her head. "What brings you to visit?" Ah, seems that little bit of sarcasm from her pregnancy still hadnt gone away completely yet. Didnt matter. Snowstar wasnt looking for a fight, and she hoped Blazingstar wasnt, either. Snowstar had a family to worry about now, her kits and her mate. She wasnt going to risk them over something as stupid as a border skirmish. That's what had started this, right? Snowstar shook it off, and waved Bubblestep over with her tail, but her eyes stayed fixed on Blazingstar.

[Stario&Co.]

Bubblestep hesitated for a brief moment, then came forward, standing beside her leader. She then realized that no one except her clan knew of her new title. Would the other leaders accepted her as Snowstar had? One thing about Bubblestep that she hid was her insecurity. She was always looking for the approval of others, even though she knew she shouldn't. She tried to push the thought away. Blazingstar was not her leader. She did not need his approval, only an explanation to why he was here.

[Starfall]

Suspiciousmindz Random Melchester
Socks Lawlipop
Teza tawny~

The large warrior followed his leader as the ginger tom marched straight into the middle of Thunderclans clearing, unease flickered in his blue orbs. The tom was against Blazingstars rescue patrol, although he thought it was very sweet that he'd put himself in harms way for his mother, but he wasn't sure how smoothly this was going to go. As the leader motioned for his patrol to sit down the bulky warrior obliged and gently sat himself down, his tail resting beside his paws, flicking nervously. As Snowstar stepped out of he nursery all of Sleepingclouds hope for a peaceful confrontation were lost. The tom let out a sigh then quickly regained his posture, his ears positioned forward and his sky blue optics blazed with unease, yet they still glimmered with hope. The Siberian knew that when it comes to family Blazingstar would to anything to ensure their safety, but now that the Thunderclan leader had a family of her own and he was pretty sure she's felt the same way about her own family's safety. At the moment he could feel sympathy for both sides, Thunderclan took Alderschreech away from her safe home, but at the same time Windclan was busting into Snowstars newborn kits safe home, it was all a little too complicated. "Ay hope it all ends whel." he whispered to himself quietly, but upon the sarcastic remark Sleepingclouds hopes were once again washed down the river.
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Slash-GNR
The alabaster kit padded out into the clearing, his chin held high and a serious gaze plastered on his muzzle. All the younger kits had fallen asleep after playing with him with all their might, which he thought was adorable, but it left him all alone since his siblings were off somewhere else at the moment. The young tom looked around, his frosty blue orbs raked across the clearing, until he spotted a rather lonely looking kit. At the first glance the tom recognized the younger molly, she was the one who would always just watch from afar, not matter how many times Stonekit had invited her to play. He began to walk towards her, his grey paws softly brushed against the ground, not making a single sound. He stopped about three mouselengths away and gave her the politest smile he could muster "Hello, I know we've met a few times but I don't think I ever caught your name." he stated "My names Stonekit, what's yours?" he asked, tilting his head to the side in a cute matter.

[Socks]

Suspiciousmindz Random Melchester
starfall Lawlipop
Teza tawny~

Eveningflight padded into the clearing with his head high as to show he was here for a purpose, that purpose being to support his leader and help bring Alderscreech home. He remained calm and expressionless, his eyes blank as they scanned the unfamiliar clearing. In his mind, this was the perfect course of action, it would show Windclan is not a clan to be messed with. When he was signaled to, he sat with the rest of the cats in the patrol and waited for the Thunderclan leader to show up. When she emerged from the nursery, his ears rose a bit in somewhat of a curious way, she would most likely be more willing to fight if she felt her family was threatened and Eveningflight was now curious as to what the outcome would be, but as Snowstar spoke in a sarcastic way he was sure this wouldn't be as peaceful as it was intended.

[Lawlipop]

Suspiciousmindz Random Melchester
Socks starfall
Teza tawny~

Nightfall kept to the end of the group, his head and tail was kept low with intense guilt. It could said that he was shocked to be called to be taken to intrude in another clan's camp. He looked around the other ThunderClan cats. All will be surprised at their arrival. Some will be glaring talons at the WindClan, but Nightfall was more worried and fixated on the cats who will be fearful of their arrival. He watched the color pointed leader come out from the nursery, her brood could be easily seen from afar, tiny squeaking and mewling for their mother. Their mother cannot come care for them at the moment, she has to take care of these WindClan intruders, led by his fiery and angered leader, Blazingstar, whose name described his current feelings. They all came to ThunderClan to demand for the release of Blazingstar's mother, Alderscreech, without much violent confrontations. However, running into their clan uninvited seems like a one-way path to lead there. His concern for the others didn't show on him, but the shame was clear in his yellow eyes.

[graves]

The silver tabby was sitting in the clearing - alone, again. It seemed like she was alone more then she wanted to be, but what could she do about it? Absolutely nothing. Bright blue eyes looked around the clearing... everywhere there seemed to be cats laughing, playing, talking. And while Stormwing had friends, there was no shortage of them as a matter of fact, unfortunately they all had their own friends as well. For her? There wasn't another cat who had no other friends. Well... there might be one... but she was more or less refusing to believe that she could be his only friend. Littlefoot was so supportive and nice! How could cats be pushing him away? Technically, in a way, it was her own fault that she didn't have more friends. More or less, she refused to involve herself in "group" activities, though the occasional patrol was not something she said no to. But if it was just a group of cats hanging out and chatting around the clearing, Stormwing steered clear of them. Big group activities were not her favorite thing.

Another cat was sitting alone in the clearing that morning, and that was Amberflame. Now, unlike the other, Amberflame looked alert and engaged in her surroundings. She seemed to almost be enjoying this alone time, especially since she had finished her training session with Minkpaw. They were fun to be around, but boy were they energetic! Too much for Amberflame's liking, but she would train her apprentice and soon would be done... on to the next one. Which she wasn't looking fowards to much. At all. I'd be better off with someone who would pay more attention. And could talk - it'd be easier if I could ask questions other then 'yes' and 'no' ones. Now, she wasn't angry that Minkpaw couldn't speak - it wasn't their fault, after all. Sometimes things happened and cats were just born that way, or sometimes things happened beyond their control. Whatever it was, Amberflame would have to do her best with the tools she was given. Which... at the moment... felt like nothing.

woly
Littlefoot padding into the clearing, giving a soft yawn and a stretch, arching his back slightly. He had woken up early this morning-he always did. Its when the birds were most active, sitting in the shrubs hidden and watching them chirp, feed off of the ground, and fly. It was relaxing in the morning to start off the day. It was always so quiet before others woke up. The only sound was the birds chirping, it wasnt too hot outside, nice and cool with the summer shade. Animals out and active before patrols were sent out to hunt them. It was peaceful in the forest. Scanning the clearing he caught sight of Stormwing, he smiled. The shecat had grown on him since the last time they saw eachother. He padded to the freshkill pile, grabbing a squirrel they could share and walked over to her. They rodent hung by its tail in his mouth, he gave a cheesy smile,¨Hi Stormwing,¨ his mewed was kind, muffled from the prey in his mouth,¨care to share this with me?¨

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Rueflower padded into the clearing eagerly. She always liked to get a mornings jog in before the day actually started. It was nice to simply run through the trees and feel the cool wind in your fur before it became to hot. Around this time is when shed usually eat and get ready for patrols or something. But sometimes she liked to settle down and get to know her clanmates. As much as she liked to keep herself busy, sometimes she needed a break. Scanning the clearing she caught sight of a molly. Smiling, she immediately padded up to her. She didnt know her, maybe they went on a patrol or something breifly but nothing to trigger her memory. ¨Hi! My names Rueflower, I dont think weve met.¨

[Foggy22]

Fogkit woke up, and yawned. She started cleaning her long, grey smoky fur. She always had to clean it when it when she woke up, so it wouldn't stick up in all directions at once, which annoyed her greatly. She scanned the nursery from her nest in the corner, observing everything. Fogkit didn't have many friends, and didn't know many other kits in the nursery as she usually just watched the kits play their games with each other. What to do, what to do... she wondered. Maybe some kit wants to play? She continued observing from her mossy nest, her blue-gray eyes darting from side to side.

((Open! Don't know many people here, so))

[BluBunnie]

BluBunny
Owlstone sadly sighed, she didn't bother wasting energy hauling herself to the clearing, she knew no one would talk at her, if she was lucky a kit might stare at her and ask why she didn't walk, but that was the closest to a conversation she's had in a long time. Once and a while her littermates, Ferngaze and Rosefern would spend a few minutes talking to her before leaving for a patrol If only I could find a way to go on patrol, they got to train an apprentice, and I'll never, they've had kits and I'll never have a mate so I'll never have kits and no one trusts me with an outsider kit who needs a foster parent, I could be just as good of a parent as any warrior who could walk...

Orangetail stretched as he walked into the Warriors' Den, he was going to rest a bit after hunting and going on a patrol. As he sat down in his nest he noticed another warrior Laying not too far from him, after running his law over his ears a few times he decided to talk to his clanmate. "Hey there, I don't believe we've met before." This was his best way to start off a conversation, although Orangetail had quite a few friends he was always bad with conversation starters. He began to clean his chest but kept his ears tilted towards the other warrior as he waited for a response.

[Mango]

He shrugged again. "Alright," he meowed. "That's cool, I guess." He licked his whiskers and stood up. "Let's go. My claws are itching for some action right now."
Rosefern meowed,"Would you prefer self defense training or would you prefer hunting training?" She meowed

[Mango]

He sat down, confused,"So what do NEW friends do?" He asked.

Cherrykit was still open mouthed in shock.

Cuckootree replied with his gruff voice," when there kits like you they just play with each other, simple things ofcourse, the games are pretty simple to catch up on..."

[Mango]

Dawncloud kept her head curled around her, her eyes fixated on her nest as her ears picked up the molly's words of comfort. Fenelnose's death... Not being her fault. In a twisted, second handed way, it feel like it was. It felt like if maybe she had been there for her friend, they'd be still alive. Dawncloud didn't have much. Her mother and sister was all she had now in the clan. She had no kits to extend her legacy forward. She didn't even have a mate to be by her side while she is in her nest wallowing on what could have been. But she never thought of it much. Never thought of the fact that she doesn't have a family of her own. Because she's stayed by Fennelnose all this time and didn't have a care as to how many cats she had with her. Her clanmate takes notice of her waning weight and how frail she seems now. Dawncloud faces farther away from her, with a low, but clear mumble. "I'm not hungry."

Orangetail stretched as he walked into the Warriors' Den, he was going to rest a bit after hunting and going on a patrol. As he sat down in his nest he noticed another warrior Laying not too far from him, after running his law over his ears a few times he decided to talk to his clanmate. "Hey there, I don't believe we've met before." This was his best way to start off a conversation, although Orangetail had quite a few friends he was always bad with conversation starters. He began to clean his chest but kept his ears tilted towards the other warrior as he waited for a response.
Peachrain sighed and slipped,out leaving a scrawny shrew where she could smell it.She's growing scrawny, she needs to eat, but its cruel to stuff it in a grieving cats mouth...she meowed," Do you need any soaked moss?" she didn't want to let this cat be dehydrated,"I think Fennelnose would be proud if you were able to push through the grief and return to your warrior duties. I truly believe it. Starclan cats typically are pleased with that. I would know...." She trailed off not wanted to scare her by explaining hoe she got resurrected.

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Owlstone eyed the gentle giant before meowing," Why would you talk to Meof all cats?" She murmured, she hadn't been spoken to by a regular warrior who wasn't kin in ages, maybe not since she was an apprentice when the accident happened.

[Slash-GNR]

starfall

The she-kit flicked an ear at the approach of her annoying acquaintance. He wasnt all that bad, but his persistence to make her play was irritating. Couldnt he just leave her alone? When he came near enough to speak, she perked her ears towards him to listen to what he had to say. Who knew? May be it would make her laugh. However, Muddykit was caught off guard when he introduced himself. She directed her amber gaze towards him as he tilted his head in an innocent manner, but she wouldnt fall for his games. "Muddykit," she said simply as she cocked an eyebrow, "Come to coax me into one of your games again?" she asked keeping her stare upon him. She could have fun, but she thought his games were a bit foolish... Or was she growing up to quickly? The kit was unsure, but she would figure it out sometime.

[Seraphon]

Cuckootree replied with his gruff voice," when there kits like you they just play with each other, simple things ofcourse, the games are pretty simple to catch up on..."
"Games?" He whispered,"so many new words..."

Cherrykit nudged him,"come on, let's play"

[Mango]

"Games?" He whispered,"so many new words..."

Cherrykit nudged him,"come on, let's play"
Chameleonpaw's jaw dropped What had his kit been doing for so long?
Peachrain stammered,"I think Cherrykit can demonstrate what a game is..."

[Teza]

Suspiciousmindz|Random Melchester|Socks|starfall|Lawlipop|tawny~

Fire seemed to waltz its way right into the camp of Thunderclan as Firesparks padded in through their entrance, each paw step meaningful and harsh. The she-cat's claws remained sheathed, but she itched to bring them out and show the original captor of her mentor just how she alone felt about Alderscreech's imprisonment. While it was true that the amber-eyed warrior shouldn't feel this heavily for the capture of her mentor while Alderscreech's own son felt the same way, Firesparks couldn't help it. She had become such good friends with the sassy old grump after she was made a warrior. She loved the she-cat as though she were Firesparks' best friend, so of course, she had come along with this seemingly-battle patrol. Whether or not Firesparks volunteered or not she couldn't quite remember. She was simply glad to be where she was, by her leader's side, getting their clanmate back from the enemy.
At Blazingstar's signal, Firesparks sat her happy bum on the ground, wrapping her tail neatly around her paws. She glanced around Thunderclan's camp, searching for her old mentor, worry filling her mind. She didn't allow herself to be read that easily, however, so she decided to keep her eyes forward and wait for Snowstar's appearance. As soon as the color-pointed molly stepped paw out of the nursery, Firesparks felt her pelt tingle. They may be in a crisis situation, but she could still admire a cat for still being so beautiful even after recently having kits. Maybe someday, Firesparks would have her own. 'Eyes on the prize, Firesparks' she thought, snapping her mind back into Thunderclan's camp. As the Abbysinian molly listened to Snowstar's words, she could feel the anticipation for battle rising. The hopes of this being a peaceful encounter were quickly dying, along with the chances of the Windclan patrol getting out of the enemy's camp unscathed. She didn't care though. She simply sat there, her tail flicking in anticipation.

[dino.]

Rosefern meowed,"Would you prefer self defense training or would you prefer hunting training?" She meowed
"Self defense," Mosspaw said immediately. "If I can't defend myself, I'm no use to this Clan." He scratched at the dirt impatiently. "What are we waiting for? Let's go already."

[Lawlipop]

Peachrain sighed and slipped,out leaving a scrawny shrew where she could smell it.She's growing scrawny, she needs to eat, but its cruel to stuff it in a grieving cats mouth...she meowed," Do you need any soaked moss?" she didn't want to let this cat be dehydrated,"I think Fennelnose would be proud if you were able to push through the grief and return to your warrior duties. I truly believe it. Starclan cats typically are pleased with that. I would know...." She trailed off not wanted to scare her by explaining hoe she got resurrected.


She smells the stench of the shrew near her and it makes her stomach churn and her mouth water. But she still does not get up to eat it. She is offered moss doused by water. She declines this as well. "I'm not thirsty." She keeps her head, but she lifts her eyes up to the top of the warriors den. What does Fennelnose think of their best friend sitting their and mourning their death, too upset to get up to eat and drink, let alone do her warrior duties. The pure shock of her friend was still too strong, too heavy on her shoulders and pins her down to her nest to continue her quiet sniffling for her friend. Fennelnose... how could you just leave me... leave your clan like this? Without even a goodbye? she thought.

[lone]

The notion that his every little movement was being watched by her made his self-consciousness bubble up again, but all the same, it was kind of flattering that someone would pay attention to him like that, even if it was as per their own habits. He was use to not being taken seriously, though this she-cat seemed to take everything with a solemn approach. He maintained his delighted expression as she moved on to her next question, and took a moment to think about it. Lots of things were fun, even the smallest things could provide some joy in his day. But, he decided that he wasn't going to run down the huge list of things that he enjoyed, for the sake of Kestrelpaw's time.

"Well...I like to hunt. Hmm, wrestling can be fun too! I guess you could say I like observing too, I like to wonder what they're thinking or doing," He gave a bit of a bashful chuckle, it seemed odd to say something like that out-loud, "But, you seem better at it than me!" His eyes flickered out and he caught sight of a cat trotting across the camp, heading out, "Like him-- you know, he looks pretty determined, but he also seems like he's got a lot on his mind,"

Though it seemed like this she-cat was all-business, he had to assume that she liked to have fun sometimes too-- what cat didn't? "What about you?"
"Funny, I didn't think you looked like the observing type." Kestrelpaw's words sounded like an insult. And, she certainly hadn't meant it that way, although it seemed way too much of what she said came across as an insult. The sandy feline glanced over at Buffalopaw with an almost-twinkle in her sharp eyes. "You're actually very good at it, I would say the same! I guess for all my observing I can still be caught off guard." Her eyes actually did twinkle this time, as though she had just made a joke. Though her voice had remained serious, not a hint of playfulness in it. No sarcasm either, though, which meant that she hadn't been joking in the manner that she was never caught off guard. Kestrelpaw thought for a moment, and then bit her lip a little.

"I normally hunt or do extra training for fun. Although I suppose, if I'm in the mood, I enjoy playing with my brothers. My Mom and I are the only girls in our family - I grew up surrounded by toms, so I get along with them pretty well. I like talking to my mentor, or my Mom for fun too... they're both great."

She realized she had probably given him more information then he needed, but that was okay. Overloads never hurt anyone. If anything, you got to learn more about a clanmate and that was worth a lot in Kestrelpaw's opinion. The more you knew about your clanmates, the more supportive you could be of them. But Kestrelpaw, being her normal, quick-to-speak self, wasn't the most supportive cat around. If you needed a shoulder to cry on... it better not be Kestrelpaw's, because chances were she wasn't going to pay much attention to your needs.





It was almost time for Ashenkit's apprentice ceremony. Almost the day when he would become a full apprentice of ThunderClan, and he was excited. Growing up during the Evil Era, his ceremony had been avoided long enough. Now that everything was sorted out? It was time for him to finally get what he wanted! An excited mew came from his maw as he glanced around for his best friend. Where was Honeykit? What could she be doing, certainly she was excited for this almost-ceremony as well! "Honey! Honeykit, where are you?" Bright eyes scanned the clearing for his friend. She had been hiding out long enough, hadn't she? The Era had brought about some tragedies in both of their families. And Ashenkit knew that he could take care of himself now, he had proven it. Still... it would be nice to have a warrior that paid attention to him, now wouldn't it? Ashenkit's eyes lit up again, this time with impatience as he wriggled in his spot, hoping that Honeykit would come out from wherever she was as quickly as possible. There was fun to be had, after all! And the only cat he really wanted to play with right now was her.

Spiral

[Mango]

"Self defense," Mosspaw said immediately. "If I can't defend myself, I'm no use to this Clan." He scratched at the dirt impatiently. "What are we waiting for? Let's go already."
Rosefern shrugged," Sure thing! Let's go!" she replied
(Continue in territory or training cave)

[Mango]

She smells the stench of the shrew near her and it makes her stomach churn and her mouth water. But she still does not get up to eat it. She is offered moss doused by water. She declines this as well. "I'm not thirsty." She keeps her head, but she lifts her eyes up to the top of the warriors den. What does Fennelnose think of their best friend sitting their and mourning their death, too upset to get up to eat and drink, let alone do her warrior duties. The pure shock of her friend was still too strong, too heavy on her shoulders and pins her down to her nest to continue her quiet sniffling for her friend. Fennelnose... how could you just leave me... leave your clan like this? Without even a goodbye? she thought.

Peachrain ignored her choice and went to fetch water soaked moss and plopped it dropped it next to her, hoping she'd drink.

[dino.]

Rosefern shrugged," Sure thing! Let's go!" she replied
(Continue in territory or training cave)
Ok)

[Seraphon]

"Games?" He whispered,"so many new words..."

Cherrykit nudged him,"come on, let's play"
Chameleonpaw's jaw dropped What had his kit been doing for so long?
Peachrain stammered,"I think Cherrykit can demonstrate what a game is..."
Bingo moved his gaze to Cherrykit.

Cherrykit brought a piece of moss over to him and pounced on it,"You'll never take me alive WindClan!" She yowled smiling.

Bingo tilted his head in amusement,"who's WindClan?" He asked.

[lone]

Littlefoot padding into the clearing, giving a soft yawn and a stretch, arching his back slightly. He had woken up early this morning-he always did. Its when the birds were most active, sitting in the shrubs hidden and watching them chirp, feed off of the ground, and fly. It was relaxing in the morning to start off the day. It was always so quiet before others woke up. The only sound was the birds chirping, it wasnt too hot outside, nice and cool with the summer shade. Animals out and active before patrols were sent out to hunt them. It was peaceful in the forest. Scanning the clearing he caught sight of Stormwing, he smiled. The shecat had grown on him since the last time they saw eachother. He padded to the freshkill pile, grabbing a squirrel they could share and walked over to her. They rodent hung by its tail in his mouth, he gave a cheesy smile,¨Hi Stormwing,¨ his mewed was kind, muffled from the prey in his mouth,¨care to share this with me?¨

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Rueflower padded into the clearing eagerly. She always liked to get a mornings jog in before the day actually started. It was nice to simply run through the trees and feel the cool wind in your fur before it became to hot. Around this time is when shed usually eat and get ready for patrols or something. But sometimes she liked to settle down and get to know her clanmates. As much as she liked to keep herself busy, sometimes she needed a break. Scanning the clearing she caught sight of a molly. Smiling, she immediately padded up to her. She didnt know her, maybe they went on a patrol or something breifly but nothing to trigger her memory. ¨Hi! My names Rueflower, I dont think weve met.¨
Stormwing's blue eyes shone with appreciation as she saw Littlefoot approach, and she gave him a soft smile. "H - hi, Littlefoot," Her voice was soft and quiet, although she did her best to sound happy to see him. If she tried to sound too excited, it didn't sound genuine, and she tended to stammer a lot more while trying to control her nerves. "Oh s - sure, that would be great, th - thank you," Good, she had it almost under control now! The tom was one of the safer cats to be around, since the Evil Era it had been very hard for Stormwing to know who to trust - no, since Crowpaw. Or would he have been a warrior by now? Probably, and the silver feline wondered why he had disappeared in the first place. It had just sort of happened. Way too quickly, and that was why she now had some major trust issues. "W - what have you been up t - to lately?" The tabby asked, her blue eyes shining with appreciation that he had come over to keep her company. Since she was so often alone, that was.

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"Rueflower." The multicolored warrior repeated, looking over the other cat. Amberflame wasn't a social butterfly, and could be considered introverted - though shy was not a word to be used when describing this feline. Upon taking a closer look at this cat, the female was able to see that she did look somewhat familiar, perhaps from just seeing her around the clearing or warriors' den. The name was familiar as well, she supposed she might have met Rueflower at some point and pushed the other cat away, not really thinking much of it. "I don't think we've formally met - but I do recognize you. I'm Amberflame." Whether Rueflower had been introduced to her or not was unknown by the warrior, though she supposed anything was possible. And as it had been mentioned... she had never been a social butterfly.

[Mango]

Chameleonpaw's jaw dropped What had his kit been doing for so long?
Peachrain stammered,"I think Cherrykit can demonstrate what a game is..."
Bingo moved his gaze to Cherrykit.

Cherrykit brought a piece of moss over to him and pounced on it,"You'll never take me alive WindClan!" She yowled smiling.

Bingo tilted his head in amusement,"who's WindClan?" He asked.[/QUOTE]

Cucuckootree gruffly grumbled," Our rival clan, we aren't getting along right now, they border us. The other three clans are Riverclan, Shadowclan, and Skyclan." He meowed.

[Seraphon]

Bingo moved his gaze to Cherrykit.

Cherrykit brought a piece of moss over to him and pounced on it,"You'll never take me alive WindClan!" She yowled smiling.

Bingo tilted his head in amusement,"who's WindClan?" He asked.

Cucuckootree gruffly grumbled," Our rival clan, we aren't getting along right now, they border us. The other three clans are Riverclan, Shadowclan, and Skyclan." He meowed.
Bingo looked again at Cuckootree,"What clan is this?"

Cherrykit kept playing.

[Mango]

Bingo looked again at Cuckootree,"What clan is this?"

Cherrykit kept playing.

Cuckootree smirked," We're Thunderclan, we live in the forest and stay on the ground, Skyclan is like us, but they climbs trees. Riverclan lives in a marsh and swims and eats fish, Shadowclan lives in a marsh swamp forest and doesn't eat fish. Windclan lives on the moor and eats rabbits. We don't like them right now." He answered.

[Seraphon]

Cuckootree smirked," We're Thunderclan, we live in the forest and stay on the ground, Skyclan is like us, but they climbs trees. Riverclan lives in a marsh and swims and eats fish, Shadowclan lives in a marsh swamp forest and doesn't eat fish. Windclan lives on the moor and eats rabbits. We don't like them right now." He answered.
"Wow! ThunderClan sounds awesome!" Then he pounced on a piece of moss,"You won't escape WindClan blobs!" He yowled.

Cherrykit giggled and continued pouncing.

[Mango]

"Wow! ThunderClan sounds awesome!" Then he pounced on a piece of moss,"You won't escape WindClan blobs!" He yowled.

Cherrykit giggled and continued pouncing.
Chameleonpaw laughed. Atleast this kit figured out how to play.

[Seraphon]

Chameleonpaw laughed. Atleast this kit figured out how to play.
Bingo and Cherrykit kept playing together.

[Mango]

Bingo and Cherrykit kept playing together.
Chameleonpaw nodded happily, a few cats who were watching watching walked off leaving Chameleonpaw, Cuckootree, and Peachrain watching the two kits play.

[Seraphon]

Chameleonpaw nodded happily, a few cats who were watching watching walked off leaving Chameleonpaw, Cuckootree, and Peachrain watching the two kits play.
Cherrykit yawned.

Bingo continued to play.

[Mango]

Cherrykit yawned.

Bingo continued to play.
Chameleonpaw noticed that Cherrypaw was getting tired.
Cuckootree was busy observing his paws.
Peachrain hadn't noticed since she hadn't taken her eyes off Bingo.

[Mango]

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