ThunderClan: Life Before 2020's Fire

[Static]

She glanced up at him gratefully before slowly taking the first bite of the thrush, glancing down at the pile of fluff curled up in the curve of her thick furred belly "Thank you..." she mumbled through a mouthful of thrush, "It's nice having you around honestly I'm so grateful to Starclan to have this pile of fluff" she motioned to pinekit, " and to have you in my life aswell Burning Forest" Naomi admitted
He smiled."You helped me as well being in my life.You and pinekit." He said gratefully,taking a small bite of the thrush,but saving plenty for Naomi."I don't know how I could repay starclan. "

[GyreHaze]

He smiled."You helped me as well being in my life.You and pinekit." He said gratefully,taking a small bite of the thrush,but saving plenty for Naomi."I don't know how I could repay starclan. "

The tiny fluffy kit rolled in her sleep, ending up curled up beside Burning Forest nestling close to the Tom. A purr rumbled in Naomi's throat as she watched her kit curl up against Burning Forest " she's grown very attached to you, ya know.."

[Static]

The tiny fluffy kit rolled in her sleep, ending up curled up beside Burning Forest nestling close to the Tom. A purr rumbled in Naomi's throat as she watched her kit curl up against Burning Forest " she's grown very attached to you, ya know.."
He smiled at pinekit."Yhea.I'm glad that I don't scare him." He laughed."You never know.We could have a litter of our own." He said in almost a whisper.

[GyreHaze]

He smiled at pinekit."Yhea.I'm glad that I don't scare him." He laughed."You never know.We could have a litter of our own." He said in almost a whisper.

"A litter of our own Burning Forest..?" She questioned, tilting her head to the side slightly as her ears flattened.

[Static]

"A litter of our own Burning Forest..?" She questioned, tilting her head to the side slightly as her ears flattened.
He looked at the ground,afraid he had made her mad."I mean,not now or anything." He said quickly.

[Role]

Mangokit noticed that Dirtpaw had begun chasing after Bingo. "Hey! Wait for me!" She purred, scampering after them.
Mangokit caught up to Dirtpaw and picked up her pace slightly. "I bet I'll catch him before you!" She challenged.

Boba Fett
Dirtpaw began to speed up. "Eat my dust, Mangokit!" The apprentice let out a loud laugh. However, she felt her paw slip out from under her as she sprinted. The apprentice fell forward, and landed on her chin. "Ow.." she groaned.

[Seraphon]

Mangokit noticed that Dirtpaw had begun chasing after Bingo. "Hey! Wait for me!" She purred, scampering after them.
Mangokit caught up to Dirtpaw and picked up her pace slightly. "I bet I'll catch him before you!" She challenged.

Boba Fett Bingo tried to talk over his mouth full of moss but it ended up sounding like,"heh wad bot mey?" As he bolted to the other side of the nursery.

[Empress Of Evil]

Buzzardpaw glared at the she-cat as she spoke. "Says the one sleeping here in the first place, why weren't you in there to sleep? Huh?" He asked, chuckling afterwards as she said that she would only need her best friend and sister. "What when they'll be dead, you'll be alone again?" He asked, spitting in her face, he honestly was't gonna respect her if she wasn't gonna respect him. "I'm actually glad you don't want kits, at least, we won't have to hear about your offsprings acting like you, we sure don't need that in ThunderClan, one is enough." He mewed simply, and he meant it, glaring at her. "You even tested your the cat you call your best friend." He growled. "You think you're oh-so great so yes, you are self-centered, stop denying facts, you wanna ask other cats, well come on then, we'll ask around to see who's right!" He growled, he wasn't really scared of her.
(Sorry if short, kind of in a writer's block.)

"Because I sleep where I want. You just had to stay next to me,” Everpaw snapped. "I never asked you to stay,” She continued. The tom was pushing at her buttons. She was not at all happy. "What if I die before them? You think too dark,” Everpaw said, scowling. Why on earth would he say such a thing. That was just strange. It wasn’t right. He couldn’t just go about talking about his clan mates dying and leaving her alone. It was ticking her off. "I hope you don’t want any kits of your own when you grow up. We don’t need any more rude idiots like you,” Everpaw said, looking away from him and focusing on the ground. She wanted to storm off right now and find someone who was better than Buzzardpaw. But she stayed. She stayed so that she could defend her pride and prove him wrong. Her eyes lit up in surprise at his next words. "How do you know that?” Everpaw asked in confusion. For a moment, the confusion lingered in her yellows orbs until they were replaced with fury. "You are nosy! What I do with my friends is none of your business!” Everpaw spat. She unsheathed her claws out of anger. She wasn’t planning on actually hurting the tom, it was just something she normally did out of anger or frustration. "You don’t even count as a friend of mine and you have no right to insult me, or know about everything that I do!” Everpaw continued, huffing angrily. She knew that tested the loyalty of her best friend might be a bit extreme for the average cat, but she wasn’t average. She was different.

SpiralWhirl
Empress Of Evil
She gave a small smile," My day's been fine, you?" She asked

"Good,” Honeyvenom said, returning the smile. "The air’s getting chillier, Leaf-fall is approaching,” She suddenly remarked, glancing up at the sky as if she were expecting snow to suddenly start falling out of the sky. She had felt it earlier when she’d gone hunting. A cold breeze had whisked past and ruffled her short fur. "I hope the coming Leaf-bare shall be kind,” Honeyvenom murmured quietly to herself.


Breathing a sigh of both nervousness and relief, Leafsparks entered the clearing. For him, breaking up with Minnowstripe had been one of the hardest things he had ever had to do, but he was sure it would be worth it. It already felt worth it. Moving to a more isolated part of the clearing where he could regroup and tell himself that nothing bad would come of this, the tom wondered if his clanmates were giving him as strange of looks as he felt they were. Minnowstripe seemed to be everywhere, hiding in the shadows for the tom, and his heart seemed to speed up at the thought of her coming out at any second. He needed to calm down. She wouldn't... she was too in shock right now... someone would find her and help her. The thought of their good times had almost been enough to keep him from walking away. To make him stay and say 'but maybe there's a way to make this work.' No. There wasn't. It would have been a lie and it would have been a bad one. Leafsparks curled his tail around his paws and partly waited for someone to jump out from the shadows. It was as though she were waiting, watching him.

Hiding behind every bush, she was every cat in the clearing, she was going to be angry when she found out that he was already ready to move on to another she cat. It would be so weird if he did, though. After dealing with her for so long, did he know how to go back to normal life? Leafsparks' eyes seemed to flash as he warily watched the other cats, his claws on the verge of unsheathing. Right now he was paranoid. Right now he was scared. What if Minnowstripe made her reappearance? It was crazy to think, but he had always wondered if she were watching him even during their relationship. If she had had someone watching him. Her laughter had sounded in his head at irregular times, causing him no end of fear. She had always been on his mind, and not in the good way. Maybe now he could get someone else in his mind. Someone else's pretty eyes, soft fur, and gentler voice. Someone else's sane mind. Because his previous interest had been insane. And, if you were to hang around insane cats? You were going to end up insane. Something that Leafsparks most definitely did not want. No, thank you, he did not want some cat inside his head and bothering him.

That was definitely something he was nervous for. All he wanted now was a way to escape her memory, to escape her sweet - but scary - voice, a way to make sure that he was off the market for good for her. Maybe there was some other way. He needed to settle down eventually - Leafsparks wanted to settle down before he was thirty moons old. To have a family around that time. To settle down fairly young, because it was impossible to tell when you would die in battle. Or be killed by your insane ex. She wouldn't go that far, would she? No. If Minnowstripe still loved him... she would be trying to get him back. She would stop at nothing. And that was what really scared the tom.
Empress Of Evil

A tabby she-cat was lying down in a grassy patch of the clearing. It was shaded by a branch that arched over her. Her chin was resting on her paws and she stared out lazily at the cats that walked past her. Honeyvenom lived a very relaxed life. She did the same things every day and she seemed to have no drama in her life. She was carefree and calm. The warrior was fortunate to live such a normal life. She knew there were a lot of cats amongst the clan who lived much more different lives. Honeyvenom found that a lot of drama in life came from socialising. The orange tabby herself socialised quite a bit. She had a decent amount of friends and she was well-liked. It was hard to not like the she-cat when she was so gentle and kind. Like a queen. Honeyvenom made her friends, but very truthfully, she did not get herself too attached to those who she became friends with. There were only a few cats who she trusted to keep her secrets and got really close to. The rest, she was just as kind and friendly with, but she told them no secrets. She treated them as she would any clan mate. Or probably, a little kinder than those clan mates who she had not yet met.

Honeyvenom lifted her head and looked around. She was getting bored of lying around all day. She had lazed around for long enough. She slowly sat up, curling her tail around her paws. She gazed around the camp, looking for someone who looked like they could do with a nice chat. After a short moment, her amber gaze landed on a particular tom. There was something different about the tom. He seemed….tense. Perhaps that was the word to describe him. From what she could see at this side of the camp, he looked ready to jump out of his fur if something moved. Was something wrong? Should she ask? She didn’t want to seem nosy, but he looked like he had something on his mind that needed dealing with. Honeyvenom wanted to help, but she didn’t want to upset him if he didn’t want to talk. But it was worth a shot. She might as well try first. It was better than doing nothing and letting the poor cat screech in terror when a leaf fell. Maybe she could get him to relax. She rose to her paws and padded towards him, flicking her tail in the air as she stood up.

"Goodmorning,” Honeyvenom said softly as she reached the tom. She took a seat down next to him and wrapped her tail around her paws like he had. "I’m Honeyvenom,” She said, looking at the tom and waiting patiently for his response. She could not remember seeing him around camp before, meaning that she didn’t know his name either. Hopefully he would respond the way she hoped he would, or else she would have to live through a whole conversation without knowing his name. That, or she would awkwardly have to ask for his name. Honeyvenom never liked having to ask for someone’s name when they did not give it away straight away. She normally didn’t have to do it, but when she did she didn’t enjoy the moment. It was plain awkward.

[Mango]

"Because I sleep where I want. You just had to stay next to me,” Everpaw snapped. "I never asked you to stay,” She continued. The tom was pushing at her buttons. She was not at all happy. "What if I die before them? You think too dark,” Everpaw said, scowling. Why on earth would he say such a thing. That was just strange. It wasn’t right. He couldn’t just go about talking about his clan mates dying and leaving her alone. It was ticking her off. "I hope you don’t want any kits of your own when you grow up. We don’t need any more rude idiots like you,” Everpaw said, looking away from him and focusing on the ground. She wanted to storm off right now and find someone who was better than Buzzardpaw. But she stayed. She stayed so that she could defend her pride and prove him wrong. Her eyes lit up in surprise at his next words. "How do you know that?” Everpaw asked in confusion. For a moment, the confusion lingered in her yellows orbs until they were replaced with fury. "You are nosy! What I do with my friends is none of your business!” Everpaw spat. She unsheathed her claws out of anger. She wasn’t planning on actually hurting the tom, it was just something she normally did out of anger or frustration. "You don’t even count as a friend of mine and you have no right to insult me, or know about everything that I do!” Everpaw continued, huffing angrily. She knew that tested the loyalty of her best friend might be a bit extreme for the average cat, but she wasn’t average. She was different.



"Good,” Honeyvenom said, returning the smile. "The air’s getting chillier, Leaf-fall is approaching,” She suddenly remarked, glancing up at the sky as if she were expecting snow to suddenly start falling out of the sky. She had felt it earlier when she’d gone hunting. A cold breeze had whisked past and ruffled her short fur. "I hope the coming Leaf-bare shall be kind,” Honeyvenom murmured quietly to herself.



A tabby she-cat was lying down in a grassy patch of the clearing. It was shaded by a branch that arched over her. Her chin was resting on her paws and she stared out lazily at the cats that walked past her. Honeyvenom lived a very relaxed life. She did the same things every day and she seemed to have no drama in her life. She was carefree and calm. The warrior was fortunate to live such a normal life. She knew there were a lot of cats amongst the clan who lived much more different lives. Honeyvenom found that a lot of drama in life came from socialising. The orange tabby herself socialised quite a bit. She had a decent amount of friends and she was well-liked. It was hard to not like the she-cat when she was so gentle and kind. Like a queen. Honeyvenom made her friends, but very truthfully, she did not get herself too attached to those who she became friends with. There were only a few cats who she trusted to keep her secrets and got really close to. The rest, she was just as kind and friendly with, but she told them no secrets. She treated them as she would any clan mate. Or probably, a little kinder than those clan mates who she had not yet met.

Honeyvenom lifted her head and looked around. She was getting bored of lying around all day. She had lazed around for long enough. She slowly sat up, curling her tail around her paws. She gazed around the camp, looking for someone who looked like they could do with a nice chat. After a short moment, her amber gaze landed on a particular tom. There was something different about the tom. He seemed….tense. Perhaps that was the word to describe him. From what she could see at this side of the camp, he looked ready to jump out of his fur if something moved. Was something wrong? Should she ask? She didn’t want to seem nosy, but he looked like he had something on his mind that needed dealing with. Honeyvenom wanted to help, but she didn’t want to upset him if he didn’t want to talk. But it was worth a shot. She might as well try first. It was better than doing nothing and letting the poor cat screech in terror when a leaf fell. Maybe she could get him to relax. She rose to her paws and padded towards him, flicking her tail in the air as she stood up.

"Goodmorning,” Honeyvenom said softly as she reached the tom. She took a seat down next to him and wrapped her tail around her paws like he had. "I’m Honeyvenom,” She said, looking at the tom and waiting patiently for his response. She could not remember seeing him around camp before, meaning that she didn’t know his name either. Hopefully he would respond the way she hoped he would, or else she would have to live through a whole conversation without knowing his name. That, or she would awkwardly have to ask for his name. Honeyvenom never liked having to ask for someone’s name when they did not give it away straight away. She normally didn’t have to do it, but when she did she didn’t enjoy the moment. It was plain awkward.
(I might be using the wrong cat, I think Owlstone?)
She nodded," Yeah it is starting to cool down and soon the leaves will change. I think it's transitioning into Leaf Fall already. Atleast from what I can see from the fresh kill the prey is still plentiful. And we'll always have our warm nests that we can line with feathers." She meowed," It's fun though watching kits play in the fallen leaves that we sweep with out tails into one corner."

[Gone]

[FONT="Palatino Linotype"]"Because I sleep where I want. You just had to stay next to me,” Everpaw snapped. "I never asked you to stay,” She continued. The tom was pushing at her buttons. She was not at all happy. "What if I die before them? You think too dark,” Everpaw said, scowling. Why on earth would he say such a thing. That was just strange. It wasn’t right. He couldn’t just go about talking about his clan mates dying and leaving her alone. It was ticking her off. "I hope you don’t want any kits of your own when you grow up. We don’t need any more rude idiots like you,” Everpaw said, looking away from him and focusing on the ground. She wanted to storm off right now and find someone who was better than Buzzardpaw. But she stayed. She stayed so that she could defend her pride and prove him wrong. Her eyes lit up in surprise at his next words. "How do you know that?” Everpaw asked in confusion. For a moment, the confusion lingered in her yellows orbs until they were replaced with fury. "You are nosy! What I do with my friends is none of your business!” Everpaw spat. She unsheathed her claws out of anger. She wasn’t planning on actually hurting the tom, it was just something she normally did out of anger or frustration. "You don’t even count as a friend of mine and you have no right to insult me, or know about everything that I do!” Everpaw continued, huffing angrily. She knew that tested the loyalty of her best friend might be a bit extreme for the average cat, but she wasn’t average. She was different.

"And this means that I sleep wherever I want too, so if you aren't happy with that, why don't you leave?" He asked. The tom glared at her, and as she asked what would happen if she died before her friends and family, he immediatly answered, coldly, which was totally different of how he normally was. "At least we'd get rid of a useless cat sooner." He mewed firmly, gazing at her, he wasn't scared at all, and even approached to show it, claws unsheated. "Idiots? At least what I say makes sense, I don't go around testing others to see if they're loyal, we're a clan." He growled, chuckling afterwards. "I guess that's none of your business, like a she-cat I know would say." He mewed, getting really close to her once more, meeting her gaze. "I have every right to insult you... After all, that's what cats that aren't friends do... And if you can't deal with that, the entrance is to your left, so I guess you can leave without any trouble." He said, claws digging the dirt under them. Buzzardpaw was actually enjoying making her mad for some reasons, he just couldn't set his paw on the exact reason.

[GyreHaze]

He looked at the ground,afraid he had made her mad."I mean,not now or anything." He said quickly.

She lightly nudged him, letting out a sigh." Burning Forest don't look down at the ground like that...Your acting as if hearing that upsets me," she paused for a second before continuing," I'd love to have our own litter of kits mouse brain, at any time.."

[Static]

She lightly nudged him, letting out a sigh." Burning Forest don't look down at the ground like that...Your acting as if hearing that upsets me," she paused for a second before continuing," I'd love to have our own litter of kits mouse brain, at any time.."
There was awkward silence,because he didn't know what else to say.He took another bite of the thrush so he could think of something.

[Tundra]

Mangokit raced past Dirtpaw as the apprentice fell.
Mangokit slackened her pace and turned to Dirtpaw. "Are you alright?" She asked, reaching out a paw to help the apprentice up.

[Is it Role's turn...? Boba's turn...?]

[aleka!]

Petalfall looked around the clearing, looking for a cat she had yet to meet, which meant that she could flirt with another cat. And of course, this flirting had different outcomes with other cats. Some other mollies thought it was disgusting that Petalfall as flirting with them, since she was a female too. Others just simply ignored her. Some cats though, actually believed she was flirting with them because she actually liked them, which didn't really turn out like the other cat expected.
Her gaze landed on another molly, causing her to trot over to her.

Chameleon

[GyreHaze]

There was awkward silence,because he didn't know what else to say.He took another bite of the thrush so he could think of something.


She tucked her muzzle in between her paws and stared down at the moss of her nest, keeping as quiet as possible...Having nothing to say

[Mango]

Petalfall looked around the clearing, looking for a cat she had yet to meet, which meant that she could flirt with another cat. And of course, this flirting had different outcomes with other cats. Some other mollies thought it was disgusting that Petalfall as flirting with them, since she was a female too. Others just simply ignored her. Some cats though, actually believed she was flirting with them because she actually liked them, which didn't really turn out like the other cat expected.
Her gaze landed on another molly, causing her to trot over to her.

Chameleon
Owlstone saw Petalfall approaching her, she knew that Petalfall was a she-cat and that was it," Hello." She meowed cheerfully.

[Static]

She tucked her muzzle in between her paws and stared down at the moss of her nest, keeping as quiet as possible...Having nothing to say
"I guess I'm going to hunt then.I'll be back to check on you when I'm done OK?I promise to have a nice,much squirrel for you and pinekit." He promised,and with that,He left to go on a short hunt.

[GyreHaze]

"I guess I'm going to hunt then.I'll be back to check on you when I'm done OK?I promise to have a nice,much squirrel for you and pinekit." He promised,and with that,He left to go on a short hunt.


Without saying a word she flattened her ears against her head, using her tail to pull pinekit into the curve of her belly once more.

[aleka!]

Owlstone saw Petalfall approaching her, she knew that Petalfall was a she-cat and that was it," Hello." She meowed cheerfully.
"Hey." The tortoiseshell replied, sitting near her, her busy tail sweeping over the ground as she cast her gaze toward the other molly. "So, I'm Petalfall, who are you?" The Turkish Van asked, seeing something flash overhead, or perhaps it was just her imagination. She looked up just in time to see a bird flying over the clearing. Oh. She thought, before turning back to the cat she had just met.

[Mango]

"Hey." The tortoiseshell replied, sitting near her, her busy tail sweeping over the ground as she cast her gaze toward the other molly. "So, I'm Petalfall, who are you?" The Turkish Van asked, seeing something flash overhead, or perhaps it was just her imagination. She looked up just in time to see a bird flying over the clearing. Oh. She thought, before turning back to the cat she had just met.
Owlstone shrugged," I'm a nobody, but my real name is Owlstone." She sighed her paralyzed limbs splayed out from behind her.

[aleka!]

Owlstone shrugged," I'm a nobody, but my real name is Owlstone." She sighed her paralyzed limbs splayed out from behind her.
"Aw, that's not true, and you know it." She said, already pulling out the loving tone. She glanced at her legs, of course wondering what happened to her that caused this.

[Mango]

"Aw, that's not true, and you know it." She said, already pulling out the loving tone. She glanced at her legs, of course wondering what happened to her that caused this.
Owlstone blinked," It is true." She meowed thinking that was a sympathy tone as she rarely spoke to others," I know that. I can't hunt or fight. I mean, I can barely exercise so I get ticks and fleas and end up depending on apprentices for help. I just don't know why Snowstar hasn't made me retire to the elder's den."

[aleka!]

Owlstone blinked," It is true." She meowed thinking that was a sympathy tone as she rarely spoke to others," I know that. I can't hunt or fight. I mean, I can barely exercise so I get ticks and fleas and end up depending on apprentices for help. I just don't know why Snowstar hasn't made me retire to the elder's den."
"Well, maybe staying with all those cats way older than you would make you go mad?" She suggested. "Again, you need to stop telling telling yourself that you're no one important, it's ought to be doing something to your self-esteem."

[Mango]

"Well, maybe staying with all those cats way older than you would make you go mad?" She suggested. "Again, you need to stop telling telling yourself that you're no one important, it's ought to be doing something to your self-esteem."
She sighed," What use am I if I can't hunt or fight? A kittypet could hunt better than me."

[aleka!]

She sighed," What use am I if I can't hunt or fight? A kittypet could hunt better than me."
"Well, most kittypets don't even know how to hunt, so I don't know if that makes what you said better or worse." She said in a slightly humorous tone, but she was still cautious to not make Owlstone feel bad.

[Mango]

"Well, most kittypets don't even know how to hunt, so I don't know if that makes what you said better or worse." She said in a slightly humorous tone, but she was still cautious to not make Owlstone feel bad.
"They can walk though." She meowed.

[aleka!]

"They can walk though." She meowed.
"I bet there's more than five kittypets that are paralyzed just like you are." Petalfall said in reply with a shrug.

[Mango]

"I bet there's more than five kittypets that are paralyzed just like you are." Petalfall said in reply with a shrug.
She snorted," How? There's nothing that can squash a cat in the twoleg place."

[aleka!]

She snorted," How? There's nothing that can squash a cat in the twoleg place."
"Uh, talking about squashing- how exactly did you get paralyzed?" The molly asked, tipping her head to the side, her ears pricked.

[Mango]

"Uh, talking about squashing- how exactly did you get paralyzed?" The molly asked, tipping her head to the side, her ears pricked.
Owlstone sighed," I was an apprentice. It was a lightning storm, my mentor told me that I couldn't do battle training at night in a lightning storm, enraged I stormed off into the territory, only to encounter four stronger and tougher Dusk Syndicate toms who wanted to capture some kits, I tried to fight them off, but well my mentor and his friends came and fought, I ran away again, this time I wasn't thinking as clear as the time before, then I saw a bolt of lightning really close and I lost my sight for a while, not perminantly though, I started to run and the tree in front of me, which was struck crashed down on my only my head and forearm are funtional, I don't remember how I ended up in the medicine cat's den though." She meowed.

[aleka!]

Owlstone sighed," I was an apprentice. It was a lightning storm, my mentor told me that I couldn't do battle training at night in a lightning storm, enraged I stormed off into the territory, only to encounter four stronger and tougher Dusk Syndicate toms who wanted to capture some kits, I tried to fight them off, but well my mentor and his friends came and fought, I ran away again, this time I wasn't thinking as clear as the time before, then I saw a bolt of lightning really close and I lost my sight for a while, not perminantly though, I started to run and the tree in front of me, which was struck crashed down on my only my head and forearm are funtional, I don't remember how I ended up in the medicine cat's den though." She meowed.
"Well, someone obviously carried you to the medicine cat den." Petalfall answered. "At least they found you, considering the rain and stuff." The Turkish Van smiled, her gaze bright. "But it would be pretty impossible to miss a cat as beautiful as you, even if it's dark and raining."

[Mango]

"Well, someone obviously carried you to the medicine cat den." Petalfall answered. "At least they found you, considering the rain and stuff." The Turkish Van smiled, her gaze bright. "But it would be pretty impossible to miss a cat as beautiful as you, even if it's dark and raining."
She snorted," Beautiful? Please? Fox dung is prettier than I am." She replied.

[aleka!]

She snorted," Beautiful? Please? Fox dung is prettier than I am." She replied.
"Nah, that's not true. Not at all." She said, her voice growing smoother.

[Mango]

"Nah, that's not true. Not at all." She said, her voice growing smoother.
She sighed," Maybe that was a slight exaggeration, but I'm still the ugliest warrior in all the clans."

[aleka!]

She sighed," Maybe that was a slight exaggeration, but I'm still the ugliest warrior in all the clans."
"Don't worry, I've seen and met cats way more uglier than you." Petalfall answered to Owlstone.

[Mango]

"Don't worry, I've seen and met cats way more uglier than you." Petalfall answered to Owlstone.
Owlstone snorted," Not clan cats."

[aleka!]

Owlstone snorted," Not clan cats."
"Don't forget, some cats are missing eyes and other things like that." She scooted closer, his voice becoming to a whisper. "And it's pretty horrific if I'm honest."

[Mango]

"Don't forget, some cats are missing eyes and other things like that." She scooted closer, his voice becoming to a whisper. "And it's pretty horrific if I'm honest."
She shrugged," No worse than mine." She wondered why the cat was saying stuff that other cats couldn't overhear, and shouldn't. Maybe this is normal? I Shouldn't say anything. (I thought Petalfall was girl)

[aleka!]

She shrugged," No worse than mine." She wondered why the cat was saying stuff that other cats couldn't overhear, and shouldn't. Maybe this is normal? I Shouldn't say anything. (I thought Petalfall was girl)
(Whoops typo .-.)

"It's pretty easy to disagree with that." She answered, her tone normal once again.

[Mango]

(Whoops typo .-.)

"It's pretty easy to disagree with that." She answered, her tone normal once again.
Owlstone blinked," Do you have a birth defect where you're tone randomly changes?" She asked.

[aleka!]

Owlstone blinked," Do you have a birth defect where you're tone randomly changes?" She asked.
"Nope. I just prefer whispering something whenever it's something that may hurt a sensitive cat's ears." She replied.

[Mango]

"Nope. I just prefer whispering something whenever it's something that may hurt a sensitive cat's ears." She replied.
Owlstone blinked," If it might hurt someone, why say it at all?" She asked being unaware of gossip whatsoever.

[aleka!]

Owlstone blinked," If it might hurt someone, why say it at all?" She asked being unaware of gossip whatsoever.
"I'm just trying to make you feel better about yourself, jeez." She replied with a huff.

[Mango]

"I'm just trying to make you feel better about yourself, jeez." She replied with a huff.
"By insulting others to other cats?" She asked slightly confused.

[aleka!]

"By insulting others to other cats?" She asked slightly confused.
"It's not like I'm actually saying it to their face, and it's not I'm insulting a certain cat..." She said, her bushy tail slightly brushing Owlstone's back.

[Mango]

"It's not like I'm actually saying it to their face, and it's not I'm insulting a certain cat..." She said, her bushy tail slightly brushing Owlstone's back.
Owlstone gave a slight shiver down her spine This cat's creepy, I want to end this conversation as fast as possible, but not rude. But why would I need to end it, I don't go on patrols, I could not feel well and need to see Wheatfur? she nodded awkwardly," Right." She meowed trying not to open up too much towards Petalfall the cat that seemed creepy. (She's never seen flirting poor bab)

[aleka!]

Owlstone gave a slight shiver down her spine This cat's creepy, I want to end this conversation as fast as possible, but not rude. But why would I need to end it, I don't go on patrols, I could not feel well and need to see Wheatfur? she nodded awkwardly," Right." She meowed trying not to open up too much towards Petalfall the cat that seemed creepy. (She's never seen flirting poor bab)
Petallfall sighed inwardly, she could already feel the awkwardness growing between them. "Uh- so what's you're favorite prey to eat?"

[AbsurdJinx]

"Yep, he has friends! And family! His sister used to be the deputy over there, I'm pretty sure - but she's not anymore. Her name was... Clover-something, I think! I can't remember. And I think it was his sister. Or his cousin or something, she was some relation to him!"

The tabby grinned in the friendliest way she knew how. Which was almost cheerful enough to make some cats sick. Especially those who thought she was trying too hard. Sometimes, Hawkfeather seemed... fake, she had heard them say. It seemed like she was trying too hard. Like she wasn't being genuine. Like she was pretending something. But why would she do that? The she cat had nothing to hide! Anything she was asked about, she would tell. "Pufftuft!" She answered with another cheerful grin, and then went on talking. Because - of course - the tabby could never stop at just a single word.

"Isn't that like, the most adorable name? And it suits him! He is puffy - or fluffy - same thing, kind of! And he's so cute. He has an accent that always makes me laugh. But he's not as adorable as you, Flarey - you're the cutest of them all!" Hawkfeather beamed as she complimented the other tom. He was adorable, in her opinion! Why didn't he have she cats thinking he was adorable? The tabby wasn't quite sure whether or not other cats' minds worked the same as hers. She'd heard some pretty hurtful things... along the lines of stupid, and silly, and weird. But they were always forgotten by morning, at least the fact that they had been directed towards her, except for a select few. She remembered trying to make friends with one tom who had continuously called her stupid. And naive - and innocent one time, that was the only "nice" thing he had ever said to her. Hawkfeather hadn't liked that.

It had made her feel... sad. And made her wonder what she could have done wrong. Whatever it had been, it must have really hurt his feelings for him to call her such mean names. And then there had been that she cat, the one who had seemed so nice but then had really disliked Hawkfeather for some reason. The she cat didn't know what she had done to have such anger directed at her. What could have happened? What could she have said or done to the other cat to make them hate her so much? Whatever it was, it didn't matter. That was in the past. And the future was bright, wasn't it? Yes. There was a bright future ahead of her.

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

Pufftuft. What a unique name. ``Of course I am!`` Flareheart claimed cockily, a bright grin stretching across his face. He rolled his shoulders as he improved his posture, raising his head high proudly. He looked down at Hawkfeather, hoping to receive a positive reaction for his silly joke. A laugh or even a small smile would be enough for the multi-colored tomcat. Lowering his head and relaxing his taut muscles, Flareheart spoke again, ``In all seriousness, though, I'd really like to hear that accent.`` He couldn't wipe the excited grin off his face, his amber eyes sparkling with the emotion.

``And personally, I think you are the cutest of them all, and don't you dare tell me you think I'm cuter. Yeah, that's right - I have you all figured out,`` Flareheart started seriously, even casting Hawkfeather a gentle warning look, but as he began the second sentence, he found himself using a teasing tone. He was purring softly, raising a paw off the ground to nudge Hawkfeather in a friendly, playful manner.

He didn't know why anyone would dare be cruel to Hawkfeather. She was such a happy, innocent feline, and Flareheart couldn't see why anyone would want to corrupt that. After all, there was so little genuine innocence in the world. Shouldn't it be preserved rather than destroyed? Perhaps the she-cat's kit-like innocence is why Flareheart admired her so much. She was ignorant - in a good way, in the blissful way. Hawkfeather was the small hopeful flame in a dark world.

[wolfie]

Owlstone nodded taking a few bites of squirrel. How has Copper not noticed I'm mostly paralyzed

Copper let out of purr of delight, " Owlstone if you don't mind me asking, how did you get paralyzed?" He asked curious. The young kit wasn't judging, he was being his curious self. She must be tough, to survive and be mostly paralyzed.

She giggled, finishing her mouse and looking at Woldpaw. "Hey, If you do it to me ill do it to you." She meowed. He always teased her for being a fish apparently, even if it meant nothing of the sorts to her. She's even a Riverclan cat! It would have made more sense to call her spider or something. "And I can try new things if I want to."

Wolfpaw snorted, " Yeah yeah. I know, I can't forbid you! Now can we please go?" He said. He never had a good reason for his teasing, sometimes she smelled like fish but it was mostly for her name. Wolf refused to admit that she was beautiful, actually he did think fishes were beautiful. Was that another reason? "I hate being around so many cats, yowling and such not," He muttered quietly to himself.

[Webpaw All The Way~]

Copper let out of purr of delight, " Owlstone if you don't mind me asking, how did you get paralyzed?" He asked curious. The young kit wasn't judging, he was being his curious self. She must be tough, to survive and be mostly paralyzed.



Wolfpaw snorted, " Yeah yeah. I know, I can't forbid you! Now can we please go?" He said. He never had a good reason for his teasing, sometimes she smelled like fish but it was mostly for her name. Wolf refused to admit that she was beautiful, actually he did think fishes were beautiful. Was that another reason? "I hate being around so many cats, yowling and such not," He muttered quietly to himself.

Webpaw smiled, nodding. "yeah, lets go." She didn't really get bothered that much by the cats talking, but she could see how it could get annoying. The she-cat padded towards the camp entrance, making sure Wolfpaw was falling her. The tom was definitely a friend she could never lose. He was unique to her, special for his teasing yet caring nature. even if he was a prankster most of the time he was fun to be around.

[wolfie]

Webpaw smiled, nodding. "yeah, lets go." She didn't really get bothered that much by the cats talking, but she could see how it could get annoying. The she-cat padded towards the camp entrance, making sure Wolfpaw was falling her. The tom was definitely a friend she could never lose. He was unique to her, special for his teasing yet caring nature. even if he was a prankster most of the time he was fun to be around.[/FONT][/COLOR]

Wolfpaw followed behide, his long bushy tail following after him. He didn't take lead, however looking at the ground as if he was looking for something. He didn't always smell prey, however it was quite fun looking at the kind of pawprints but sometimes it led to prey. Wolfpaw had a little smile on his face, " Now you ready?" He asked. A challenging look in his eyes, he walk more faster to be right by here side.
(Post in territory?)

[doghouse]

Charmer
Ravelledkit slipped on silent paws out of the nursery, his olive colored eyes bright with a cheerfulness that rarely left them, and a slight bounce in the undersized tabby's step. He looked around, then settled himself in a nice sunny patch, listening to the gossip of the warriors, elders and apprentices that walked by, tail wrapped clumsily over his darker paws. He would've liked to join in some game, like invaders or war or something kind of rough that involved play fights, but right now, he wanted to wait and see if there was anybody who looked fun to hang around with. The pale cream tom's eyes landed on a young molly, probably only an apprentice, and he stood, stretching and yawning, before bounding over to meet her. Hopefully, she'd heard his name before, or knew who he was, or it might be difficult if she asked him his name, but Rav didn't mind, and he dipped his head in greetings, his lips parted in a friendly and lopsided grin. Then he tilted his head, giving her a quizzical expression as he looked her up and down. He'd never met her before, and he was rather excited, hoping that he could befriend her, since there was no such thing as too many friends, was there?

[Charmer]

Charmer
Ravelledkit slipped on silent paws out of the nursery, his olive colored eyes bright with a cheerfulness that rarely left them, and a slight bounce in the undersized tabby's step. He looked around, then settled himself in a nice sunny patch, listening to the gossip of the warriors, elders and apprentices that walked by, tail wrapped clumsily over his darker paws. He would've liked to join in some game, like invaders or war or something kind of rough that involved play fights, but right now, he wanted to wait and see if there was anybody who looked fun to hang around with. The pale cream tom's eyes landed on a young molly, probably only an apprentice, and he stood, stretching and yawning, before bounding over to meet her. Hopefully, she'd heard his name before, or knew who he was, or it might be difficult if she asked him his name, but Rav didn't mind, and he dipped his head in greetings, his lips parted in a friendly and lopsided grin. Then he tilted his head, giving her a quizzical expression as he looked her up and down. He'd never met her before, and he was rather excited, hoping that he could befriend her, since there was no such thing as too many friends, was there?

Cherrypaw had woken up not too long ago to find her mentor was still resting in the warrior's den. She was making her way toward the freshkill pile to take advantage of the free time and grab a bite to eat, though in truth, her stomach was still in knots from her close call the night before. Out of the corner of her eye, the ginger and white shecat saw a little kit bounding up to her. She hadn't talked to the little tom before but she had seen him plenty in the nursery while changing moss, or visiting Cherrykit for a game. The apprentice bent her legs to lower herself to the tiny kit's eye level. "Hi there, Ravelledkit!" She said, greeting the little one warmly. "Are you enjoying the sunshine today?" The she-cat's voice was friendly, and her blue eyes, caring as she looked over the kit. Cherrypaw adored kits. She knew that one of the happiest days in her life would be the day she had some of her own to look after.

[doghouse]

Cherrypaw had woken up not too long ago to find her mentor was still resting in the warrior's den. She was making her way toward the freshkill pile to take advantage of the free time and grab a bite to eat, though in truth, her stomach was still in knots from her close call the night before. Out of the corner of her eye, the ginger and white shecat saw a little kit bounding up to her. She hadn't talked to the little tom before but she had seen him plenty in the nursery while changing moss, or visiting Cherrykit for a game. The apprentice bent her legs to lower herself to the tiny kit's eye level. "Hi there, Ravelledkit!" She said, greeting the little one warmly. "Are you enjoying the sunshine today?" The she-cat's voice was friendly, and her blue eyes, caring as she looked over the kit. Cherrypaw adored kits. She knew that one of the happiest days in her life would be the day she had some of her own to look after.
A purr erupted from Ravelledkit, and he gave an enthusiastic nod, delighted that she seemed so nice. Then he remembered her name, having heard it while she'd been cleaning out the bedding in the nursery. He was fairly sure that her name was Cherrypaw. The three moon old tom stretched up so that he was nearly eye level with her, not quite realizing that she was bent down at his level as well, otherwise he never would've reached. He stared straight into her deep blue eyes, then pulled away and shook out his long silky pelt, smiling at her in a cat-like way. It was great that there were so many good cats in ThunderClan, not that Rav had met any bad ones, but he'd heard plenty of stories to know that they were out there. Of course, those wouldn't stop him, and no cat was bad, they just seemed bad, but he knew the truth. All they needed was a friend, and that's just what he wanted to be; a friend to all, and what could stop him now? Nobody had tried, and so far, he had several friends, and no enemies.

[Charmer]

A purr erupted from Ravelledkit, and he gave an enthusiastic nod, delighted that she seemed so nice. Then he remembered her name, having heard it while she'd been cleaning out the bedding in the nursery. He was fairly sure that her name was Cherrypaw. The three moon old tom stretched up so that he was nearly eye level with her, not quite realizing that she was bent down at his level as well, otherwise he never would've reached. He stared straight into her deep blue eyes, then pulled away and shook out his long silky pelt, smiling at her in a cat-like way. It was great that there were so many good cats in ThunderClan, not that Rav had met any bad ones, but he'd heard plenty of stories to know that they were out there. Of course, those wouldn't stop him, and no cat was bad, they just seemed bad, but he knew the truth. All they needed was a friend, and that's just what he wanted to be; a friend to all, and what could stop him now? Nobody had tried, and so far, he had several friends, and no enemies.


Cherrypaw smiled and gave a little purr of amusement to see the kit nod and strain to reach her height. "That's good. It's a beautiful day," the shecat apprentice meowed. The little guy must be a bit shy, she reasoned, noticing that Ravelledkit had not yet said a word. "Would you like to see a cool trick?" she asked. "You see that pebble right there?" she meowed as she pointed at a tiny, rounded stone between them, "I can make it disappear," Cherrypaw stated, her voice trailing off into a whisper at the end to try and add that all important element of mystery to her trick. "Would you like to see?"

[doghouse]

Cherrypaw smiled and gave a little purr of amusement to see the kit nod and strain to reach her height. "That's good. It's a beautiful day," the shecat apprentice meowed. The little guy must be a bit shy, she reasoned, noticing that Ravelledkit had not yet said a word. "Would you like to see a cool trick?" she asked. "You see that pebble right there?" she meowed as she pointed at a tiny, rounded stone between them, "I can make it disappear," Cherrypaw stated, her voice trailing off into a whisper at the end to try and add that all important element of mystery to her trick. "Would you like to see?"
Ravelledkit gave a purr of agreement, looking up at the deep blue sky, dotted with shapeless and ever changing white blobs that were the clouds, realizing that it really was quite beautiful today. But he looked down as she asked him a question, feeling instantly curious about this trick, and he gave a quick nod, eyes wide with curiosity. He looked at the pebble and nodded, trying to see what was so special about it, but it looked liked any other pebble to him. He stared up at her in shock, not quite believing what she told him, and gave a a skeptical glance towards the stone,then nodded slowly, creamy tail whisking over the ground behind him. He liked the mystery she wove into her words. Thought oughta be good. Ravelledkit thought happily, hoping that he and just made a new friend.

[Charmer]

Ravelledkit gave a purr of agreement, looking up at the deep blue sky, dotted with shapeless and ever changing white blobs that were the clouds, realizing that it really was quite beautiful today. But he looked down as she asked him a question, feeling instantly curious about this trick, and he gave a quick nod, eyes wide with curiosity. He looked at the pebble and nodded, trying to see what was so special about it, but it looked liked any other pebble to him. He stared up at her in shock, not quite believing what she told him, and gave a a skeptical glance towards the stone,then nodded slowly, creamy tail whisking over the ground behind him. He liked the mystery she wove into her words. Thought oughta be good. Ravelledkit thought happily, hoping that he and just made a new friend.

"Watch closely," Cherrypaw instructed, reaching out to let her paw hover above the pebble. Slowly, she lowered her paw onto top of it, then quickly raised her paw up above her head. She slowly lowered it again, then raised it just as fast. She did this twice more, stealing glances at Ravelledkit as he watched, then she raised up her paw once more and brought it down to the ground hard and fast. When she lifted her paw, the pebble was gone. Cherrypaw then used her front paws to rise into a sit and showed the kit her empty paw. "And just like that, it's gone."

[doghouse]

"Watch closely," Cherrypaw instructed, reaching out to let her paw hover above the pebble. Slowly, she lowered her paw onto top of it, then quickly raised her paw up above her head. She slowly lowered it again, then raised it just as fast. She did this twice more, stealing glances at Ravelledkit as he watched, then she raised up her paw once more and brought it down to the ground hard and fast. When she lifted her paw, the pebble was gone. Cherrypaw then used her front paws to rise into a sit and showed the kit her empty paw. "And just like that, it's gone."
Doubts forgotten, Ravelledkit stared intently at the pebble, watching Cherrypaw’s every move as well, and when the pebble was gone, he blinked and shock and padded over to where it had been, then looked up at her with a quizzical expression on his face, and eyes open wide. She actually did it! He though giddily, bouncing around her and tipping his head. Wait, I want to try! He thought, scampering off and grabbing a pebble, then copied Cherrypaw, but the pebble stubbornly remained in place, and did not disappear, much to Ravelledkit’s disappointment. He picked it up in his jaws and carried it to Cherrypaw, dropping at her paws and tilting his head, looking from her to him to the pebble several times.

[Charmer]

Doubts forgotten, Ravelledkit stared intently at the pebble, watching Cherrypaw’s every move as well, and when the pebble was gone, he blinked and shock and padded over to where it had been, then looked up at her with a quizzical expression on his face, and eyes open wide. She actually did it! He though giddily, bouncing around her and tipping his head. Wait, I want to try! He thought, scampering off and grabbing a pebble, then copied Cherrypaw, but the pebble stubbornly remained in place, and did not disappear, much to Ravelledkit’s disappointment. He picked it up in his jaws and carried it to Cherrypaw, dropping at her paws and tilting his head, looking from her to him to the pebble several times.

Cherrypaw watched with delight as Ravelledkit began to eagerly and giddily explore the spot where the peddle had been. When he suddenly left, found a pebble to repeat the trick, and found it wasn't working, Cherrypaw was suddenly struck by a wave of guilt. Maybe this hadn't been a good idea. The last thing she wanted to do was upset the litte tom. Ravelledkit padded over shortly with a pebble, and Cherrypaw guessed from his darting glance what he must be asking. Shifting her weight, she turned over the opposite paw she had used on the pebble, and there it was nestled between her toes and her pad. "My pebble is right here. I didn't really make it disappear, but it's a fun trick to watch. I hope you're not upset," she added, a little deflated. "If you like, I can show you how to do it," she offered, hoping that if the kit were disappointed with her trick not being real, this would make up for it.

[doghouse]

Cherrypaw watched with delight as Ravelledkit began to eagerly and giddily explore the spot where the peddle had been. When he suddenly left, found a pebble to repeat the trick, and found it wasn't working, Cherrypaw was suddenly struck by a wave of guilt. Maybe this hadn't been a good idea. The last thing she wanted to do was upset the litte tom. Ravelledkit padded over shortly with a pebble, and Cherrypaw guessed from his darting glance what he must be asking. Shifting her weight, she turned over the opposite paw she had used on the pebble, and there it was nestled between her toes and her pad. "My pebble is right here. I didn't really make it disappear, but it's a fun trick to watch. I hope you're not upset," she added, a little deflated. "If you like, I can show you how to do it," she offered, hoping that if the kit were disappointed with her trick not being real, this would make up for it.
Ravelledkit stared at the pebble in shock, then looked up at her with a mischievous grin, shaking his head. Now, he wasn't at all upset, and after a moment, he ran his paw over his lips in a "my lips are sealed" type of gesture, winking at her. And he bounced up at her offer, his olive hues gleaming. The Half-Clan tomkit settled down, waiting for her to start teaching him the trick, as he couldn't wait to show his best friend it. His best friend, who had had been friend with from the moment he could walk, and was excellent at interpreting his meanings to other cats, when Rav failed to do so himself. Excited glittered like stars in his eyes, and he stared expectantly up at Cherrypaw, a faint purr rumbling from his chest and throat, an indication of his hidden ability to speak, which he chose not to do for good reasons that no one but his best friend knew of, not even his own mother, and he'd never met his father.

[Charmer]

Ravelledkit stared at the pebble in shock, then looked up at her with a mischievous grin, shaking his head. Now, he wasn't at all upset, and after a moment, he ran his paw over his lips in a "my lips are sealed" type of gesture, winking at her. And he bounced up at her offer, his olive hues gleaming. The Half-Clan tomkit settled down, waiting for her to start teaching him the trick, as he couldn't wait to show his best friend it. His best friend, who had had been friend with from the moment he could walk, and was excellent at interpreting his meanings to other cats, when Rav failed to do so himself. Excited glittered like stars in his eyes, and he stared expectantly up at Cherrypaw, a faint purr rumbling from his chest and throat, an indication of his hidden ability to speak, which he chose not to do for good reasons that no one but his best friend knew of, not even his own mother, and he'd never met his father.

"Alright then," Cherrypaw said with a nod, glad to see Ravelledkit didn't seem upset at all. The shecat held out her white paw with the pad up and flexed her toes. "You see that gap between my pad and my toes? That's where I hide the pebble. Cherrypaw nudged the pebble in front of her so that the kit would have a good view. "When I bring my paw down, I flex my toes like this to make that space bigger, "she explained as she slowly lowered it down until the tiny stone was trapped between her paw and the clearing floor. "Then, when I stop flexing," she went on, letting her paw relax, "that space gets small again. She lifted her paw to show the pebble trapped there. She flexed and let the pebble clatter on the ground. "So the first thing you have to learn to do the trick is to pick up the pebble like that. Once you get good at doing that, and can do it really fast, it'll look like it just disappears when you hit it with your paw."

(Think I'll go ahead and call it a night. Those z's aren't going to catch themselves. But I'll be sure to respond in the morning if you add more.)

[lone]

"Because I sleep where I want. You just had to stay next to me,” Everpaw snapped. "I never asked you to stay,” She continued. The tom was pushing at her buttons. She was not at all happy. "What if I die before them? You think too dark,” Everpaw said, scowling. Why on earth would he say such a thing. That was just strange. It wasn’t right. He couldn’t just go about talking about his clan mates dying and leaving her alone. It was ticking her off. "I hope you don’t want any kits of your own when you grow up. We don’t need any more rude idiots like you,” Everpaw said, looking away from him and focusing on the ground. She wanted to storm off right now and find someone who was better than Buzzardpaw. But she stayed. She stayed so that she could defend her pride and prove him wrong. Her eyes lit up in surprise at his next words. "How do you know that?” Everpaw asked in confusion. For a moment, the confusion lingered in her yellows orbs until they were replaced with fury. "You are nosy! What I do with my friends is none of your business!” Everpaw spat. She unsheathed her claws out of anger. She wasn’t planning on actually hurting the tom, it was just something she normally did out of anger or frustration. "You don’t even count as a friend of mine and you have no right to insult me, or know about everything that I do!” Everpaw continued, huffing angrily. She knew that tested the loyalty of her best friend might be a bit extreme for the average cat, but she wasn’t average. She was different.



"Good,” Honeyvenom said, returning the smile. "The air’s getting chillier, Leaf-fall is approaching,” She suddenly remarked, glancing up at the sky as if she were expecting snow to suddenly start falling out of the sky. She had felt it earlier when she’d gone hunting. A cold breeze had whisked past and ruffled her short fur. "I hope the coming Leaf-bare shall be kind,” Honeyvenom murmured quietly to herself.



A tabby she-cat was lying down in a grassy patch of the clearing. It was shaded by a branch that arched over her. Her chin was resting on her paws and she stared out lazily at the cats that walked past her. Honeyvenom lived a very relaxed life. She did the same things every day and she seemed to have no drama in her life. She was carefree and calm. The warrior was fortunate to live such a normal life. She knew there were a lot of cats amongst the clan who lived much more different lives. Honeyvenom found that a lot of drama in life came from socialising. The orange tabby herself socialised quite a bit. She had a decent amount of friends and she was well-liked. It was hard to not like the she-cat when she was so gentle and kind. Like a queen. Honeyvenom made her friends, but very truthfully, she did not get herself too attached to those who she became friends with. There were only a few cats who she trusted to keep her secrets and got really close to. The rest, she was just as kind and friendly with, but she told them no secrets. She treated them as she would any clan mate. Or probably, a little kinder than those clan mates who she had not yet met.

Honeyvenom lifted her head and looked around. She was getting bored of lying around all day. She had lazed around for long enough. She slowly sat up, curling her tail around her paws. She gazed around the camp, looking for someone who looked like they could do with a nice chat. After a short moment, her amber gaze landed on a particular tom. There was something different about the tom. He seemed….tense. Perhaps that was the word to describe him. From what she could see at this side of the camp, he looked ready to jump out of his fur if something moved. Was something wrong? Should she ask? She didn’t want to seem nosy, but he looked like he had something on his mind that needed dealing with. Honeyvenom wanted to help, but she didn’t want to upset him if he didn’t want to talk. But it was worth a shot. She might as well try first. It was better than doing nothing and letting the poor cat screech in terror when a leaf fell. Maybe she could get him to relax. She rose to her paws and padded towards him, flicking her tail in the air as she stood up.

"Goodmorning,” Honeyvenom said softly as she reached the tom. She took a seat down next to him and wrapped her tail around her paws like he had. "I’m Honeyvenom,” She said, looking at the tom and waiting patiently for his response. She could not remember seeing him around camp before, meaning that she didn’t know his name either. Hopefully he would respond the way she hoped he would, or else she would have to live through a whole conversation without knowing his name. That, or she would awkwardly have to ask for his name. Honeyvenom never liked having to ask for someone’s name when they did not give it away straight away. She normally didn’t have to do it, but when she did she didn’t enjoy the moment. It was plain awkward.
As another cat approached him, the tom raised his head to look at her. "Honeyvenom?" He repeated, as though in a daze. See, the word he had almost heard leave her maw was Minnowstripe. Oh, for StarClan's sake - if he didn't stop obsessing over his ex, he was never going to be able to move on. Why, he was acting like her now! Unable to let go of this simple thing. There was nothing wrong. He just needed to calm down. For a moment his optics were still blank, until he shook his head and gave her a smile. "I'm sorry, I'm - Leafsparks. It's nice to meet you, Honeyvenom." His voice was pleasant, though weary. That ordeal with the feline had taken almost everything he had. And now he was holding conversation with another she cat, which he was sure the other feline wouldn't have liked. A nervous expression entered his eyes, though he also felt a sense of freedom. She wasn't around. She wasn't around. Oh, great StarClan, he was free! Free to do what he wanted!

Free to do what he liked! However you wanted to put it, he was free - free - FREE! What a beautiful word. And the reality that Minnowstripe couldn't hurt him through their relationship anymore seemed to just strike him. His expression changed a little and he began to purr, tail twitching back and forth and he gave her a brighter smile. It was as though a cloud had been lifted from his vision. For the first time, Leafsparks realized that Honeyvenom was, in fact, quite attractive. More attractive then he would have thought had his previous interest been around. "How are you? StarClan's been very good to us this green-leaf, the prey has been running well - only thing is the weather." He talked as though he would never shut up. Because he was finally free. That was a point that could not be stressed enough for the tom with the emerald-green optics. His marbled fur seemed to gleam brighter in the sunlight, even, although it could not be affected by mood, perhaps it was just his mind that made him believe it was glowing brighter.

Oh StarClan, was he going to go crazy like the other cat? He didn't mean to be so excited. It was just that, well, it had been a while since he had felt free. Always feeling tracked or trailed or cornered by Minnowstripe, always feeling like he needed to make up an excuse not to be around her. Well no more of that. Those days were over. And perhaps... perhaps someday he would have a brighter future. Perhaps someday he would have a family of his own. That thought made butterflies enter the tom's stomach. Would Honeyvenom understand? Had she ever been through something like this, having to deal with a cat who, well... just turned your whole world completely upside down crazy? Because he had. And she was gone now. What was he supposed to tell the attractive she cat, though? I just got out of a really depressing stage of my life so I'm sorry if I act stupid? Nah. Honeyvenom would be cool with it.

[Splash]

"Well," Rosetail mewed, "Bonefur is Sorrelpad's brother. We thought he had joined Starclan long ago." "I-I wanna be your mate!" Bonefur blurted out, nervous. :rainbowllama:Autumnwind nodded in understanding to Rosetail. "He can't be running free on our territory, though," she reasoned, knowing that they'd have to chase away the white tom. She blinked in surprise at what Bonefur said next. He's talking to Rosetail, surely? she wondered nervously.

[goddess of ducks]

Touchy? Emotional? Her? That thought made her eyes narrow and she watched Vireokit with a half-amused, half-angered expression. Who did he think he was to call her those things? She was close to being warrior-age by now, and she most certainly was not going to take some cheek from a kit. Though, Kestrelpaw had to admit, it was a sign that he wasn't mindless and brainwashed. At least he wasn't acting like a lot of other kits, cheerful and bouncing around - but sulkiness wouldn't get him anywhere.

"I'm going to be completely honest with you: I don't have any problem with being wrong, and I'm not someone who gets touchy and emotional. As for getting offended when I'm not right, I don't do that either - it's childish and petty. You, on the other hand, seem like one of those cats to me."

Her voice was completely calm, not showing any sign of anger in it. And it sounded honest. As though she really believed what she was saying. He was childish and petty. She was grown now, and she had never been that way - even from a young age, Kestrelpaw had alienated herself from things like that. From other kits. Except for her brothers. And her Mother. And, she had always spoken her mind... not letting power, or age, keep her from doing so. If she had just offended young Vireokit? Well, that was too bad. He could deal with it and not act so sulky and moody. Except, was that even possible for him? In her opinion, he seemed exactly the type to act all woe-is-me over some little situation.

"If you think being moody is going to get you anywhere, you're absolutely wrong." She added, glaring down at the young tom. StarClan forbid she would become his mentor. Or, perhaps it would be better if she was. She could knock some sense into him. Make sure that he was smarter then he seemed. Otherwise, there was going to be one warrior that Kestrelpaw wouldn't be looking fowards to seeing.

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

Vireokit turned away from the feline, anger bubbling. Sure he was being accusational, but he was angry. He didn't care. He didn't care in the least what this feline was actually like. Obviously she was stuck up and rather opinionated, but did he care to know how she felt? No. He whipped around as she turned his accusations back on him. "Well, maybe I am one of those cats. But who do you care? Did you ever stop to think that I'm a kit. That's all every one sees me as. I have to find a way to defend myself somehow. When no one respects you, no one truly stops to listen to you, no one seems to care, you have to find a way to stand out. You have to find a way to make yourself memorable." He snarled. "If you spent day after day with everyone treating you like some little know-nothing kit, how would you feel? " he turned back around, facing away from Kestrelpaw. He didn't want the she cat to see the blatant frustration on his face. He didn't want to see her either. "Look, I don't care what you think of me. Or if you think what I'm doing is wrong or 'petty and childish'. Okay? I have my reasons for being who I am, as I'm sure you have your reasons for being who ever the heck you are. All I'm trying to do is find a voice when it seems no one sees me enough to have one."

[wren]

@Doctor Andreas Marino

As verglaseyes felt his way through camp, the sweet smelling nursery was easy to detect over his visually inpared problems. Hence the easy ability to check on starkit, the small little she cat who he took onto himself to protect. She had no family and didn't seem to be outside running with other kits that often. Which slightly concerned him. Suddenly he felt furry bodies slip between his legs. He grunted and stumbled back as a parade of kittens bumbled out of the nursery shrieking like they had caught on fire. He pinned his ears to the back of his head and bit his tongue to avoid snapping at the little scraps of fur. Than using his banormally long tail reached it forward and felt for the nursery entrance. Letting the scent of milk wash over his tongue. Once he felt the breeze from the den he pulled himself forward. Ducking low just in case he might have run into it. Than the blind cat poked his head into the nursery and looked around, whiskers twitching and nostrils flared. "Starkit?" came the hoarse mew from the entrance. Her scent couldn't be picked out from the mass of kittens and queens in the den. Hopefully she wasn't sleeping.

[rubinaito]

Lynxkit followed the other kits gaze, Palekit's eyes more hesitant as they caught Mintkit's. Lynxkit grinned, he shrank back awkwardly and gave a little squeuaky sound. "Hi!" Lynxkit purred, Palekit stared at his paws. "H-Hi.." he mumured. Lynxkit gave him a tiny nudge, and he slightly straightened up to somewhat meet Mintkit's eyes. The small tabby and bobtail had two different facial expressions, one happy one extremely nervous. Lynxkit sat, letting Palekit copy her movements so he'd have something to do rather than fidget awkwardly. "Nice to meet you!" Lynxkit purred. The young tom swallowed. "Y-Yeah, s-same..." he mewed softly. He hoped Mintkit liked him, despite being so shy. Lynxkit liked her already, because Lynxkit. (The perfect reasoning). Lynxkit hummed softly, glad Starkit's mother wasn't around. She was glad they were even aloud to be friends! Let alone Palekit, unable to stand up for himself. She grinned, her tail swept around her paws and her ears pricked. Her fur was smoothed down and her whiskers twitched with excitement. New kit met, meant possible new friend.
"I have not." Mintkit replied, the words leaving her tongue smoothly. She lowered her head to deliver a few licks to her short white fur, before turning a piercing blue gaze onto the two kits. She looked them over, as if assessing them. Mintkit loved meeting new cats, dont get her wrong. But some cats were loud. And bossy. And arrogant. And... Mintkit didnt like that. The she-cat didnt think anything special of herself, even if she was the daughter of the leader of ThunderClan. It couldnt matter any less. It was just a title. Mintkit herself was still a kit. And soon she would become an apprentice. And then a warrior. But all of those were titles. Mintkit was going to become someone great one day, but she was undoubtedly going to set her own path about it.

"Its nice to meet both of you as well." Mintkit mused, still raking her gaze over the two kits. Palekit seemed okay. A bit shy, but he was quiet for the most part. Mintkit did want to get him into a more talkative phase, she'd work on that, though. Still, he was quiet, and didnt look arrogant. Someone she could be friends with. Lynxkit seemed alright, too. Maybe a bit energetic, Mintkit noted, looking the she-cat up and down, but Mintkit could probably learn to keep up with her. She wasnt one for first impressions, after all. The young she-cat let her eyes linger on both of them before turning to Starkit, giving a tilt of her head and a flick of her ears, a questioning look on her face. "So, what are you three currently discussing?" She prompted, sitting down. She often used big words- Something she undoubtedly picked up from Roarclaw. For a kit her age, Mintkit was very smart -- This mostly due to the fact that Honeyfur and Roarclaw were the the two out of her aunts and uncles that came to watch the kits more often. And good for that, too. Had Foxthorn been tasked with kitsitting them alone? Mintkit doubted that would end pretty. Her uncle was... And odd one, to say the least.

Starkit watched the three interact, smiling a little to herself. It seemed that everything between them was alright, although Palekit seemed a little overwhelmed. She blinked at Mintkit, her eyes blank. "What's... Currently mean? And discussion?" She questioned, her ears pinning back as she felt like she was making a fool of herself. But Mintkit was much older than she; Starkit was only two moons old, after all.
Lynxkit was optimistic they'd all get along. Palekit was more hesitant to make a whole lot of friends. Starkit and Mintkit seemed nice enough, but..nevermind. He was being mouse-brained. Lynxkit turned to Starkit, biting her lip. Her mind was blank at the moment, due to all the excitement clogging her thoughts up. Palekit just didn't know. He was young after all. Lynxkit's smile was returning, a bit slowly, but it was there.



Lynxkit gave a tiny dip of her head, a grin on her maw and her eyes glowing. Palekit curled his tail around his paws, and a tiny spark of envy lit inside her eyes before disappearing. Her tiny nub of a tail was twitching slightly, and she glanced at Mintkit. She was pretty, for sure. Lynxkit's eyes quickly scanned the kit, Palekit gave her a tiny look before darting his gaze away to stare at something. Lynxkit sighed softly, but returned her gaze to Starkit and Mintkit. Her friends - er, friend - had an interestiing pelt, black with speckles of pure white on it. She let her thoughts wander off, thinking of her future. Palekit, on the otherhand, was internally screaming. What if she hated her? What if Starkit and Lynxkit ditched him because of it?! Palekit calmed his rapid breathing, soothing himself..kind of.

Lynxkit nodded, snapped out of her endless thoughts. She smiled, her eyes warm as she nuged the stiff Palekit. Palekit squeaked slightly, nodding and smiling a bit. Lynxkit sighed, rolling her eyes a bit. He wasn't a very....communicative cat, currently, she'd have to work on him being more..energetic. Mintkit seemed nice, not too pushover-ish or rude. Lynxkit liked her, Palekit wasn't running away so she assumed he did too. Palekit always ran from cats he disliked. It was an urge to escape, Lynxkit supposed, rather than fight. The 4 moon old she-kit was more of a..fighting with words type, that was a good way to put it. She turned her gaze to Starkit, not wanting to awkwardly stare at Mintkit or Palekit. She herself had pushed aside their previous conversation when Mintkit arrived. She scoured her brain for what they were talking about earlier, but nothing was popping up. Lynxkit let out a silent groan, stupid brain! Why couldn't it remember things when she needed it to? Palekit was chewing his lip, hoping he'd be able to make up some excuse to..do something, other than sit there surrounded by she-kits. He curled his tail around his paws, staring at them as they were interesting all the sudden.
@Doctor Andreas Marino

As verglaseyes felt his way through camp, the sweet smelling nursery was easy to detect over his visually inpared problems. Hence the easy ability to check on starkit, the small little she cat who he took onto himself to protect. She had no family and didn't seem to be outside running with other kits that often. Which slightly concerned him. Suddenly he felt furry bodies slip between his legs. He grunted and stumbled back as a parade of kittens bumbled out of the nursery shrieking like they had caught on fire. He pinned his ears to the back of his head and bit his tongue to avoid snapping at the little scraps of fur. Than using his banormally long tail reached it forward and felt for the nursery entrance. Letting the scent of milk wash over his tongue. Once he felt the breeze from the den he pulled himself forward. Ducking low just in case he might have run into it. Than the blind cat poked his head into the nursery and looked around, whiskers twitching and nostrils flared. "Starkit?" came the hoarse mew from the entrance. Her scent couldn't be picked out from the mass of kittens and queens in the den. Hopefully she wasn't sleeping.
Starkit snapped her head up to look over in Verglasseyes's direction. "Over here!" She called, removing herself from the group and running over to the blind tom, nuzzling the fur on his leg slightly. "How are you doing?" She asked, looking up at him.

[ShiningFern]

"That's good that you got enough sleep." Snowwhisker purred, and blinked warmly at her, his amber eyes shining brightly. Her smile is so pretty... He looked over at the fresh-kill pile. "Do you have a preference for prey? I like squirrels the best." He shifted his paws slightly, and glanced back at her. He was glad that she had agreed to get fresh-kill with him. He really enjoyed spending time with her. For the longest time, he had just seen her as a really good friend, but well, he was hoping for more now. Not that he really knew how to address that, but he wasn't planning on confessing or anything anytime soon. He was happy with a friend, and he didn't want to push her away if she didn't reciprocate feelings.

Her blue eyes glittered, watching the tom's eyes as he looked to the fresh kill pile. "My favorite is blackbird." She answered, looking to her friend. Quickly, she groomed some fur on her chest that was sticking up when she thought the tom had turned away to grab some food. Chestnutsong didn't want to look like she was still an apprentice to the other warrior. It had been only a few moons. I hope he didn't see that. Or if he did, I hope he doesn't mind. Snowwhisker is always so nice, so I doubt he will. She smiled, looking at the tom fondly.

[wickedvirtues]

Starkit snapped her head up to look over in Verglasseyes's direction. "Over here!" She called, removing herself from the group and running over to the blind tom, nuzzling the fur on his leg slightly. "How are you doing?" She asked, looking up at him.

Lynxkit followed her gaze, tilting her head. Her eyes aglow with curiosity, looking at the blind tom silently. Starkit knew him, so he had to be nice-ish..right? Well, maybe, she hadn't spoken to him yet.

[Mango]

Copper let out of purr of delight, " Owlstone if you don't mind me asking, how did you get paralyzed?" He asked curious. The young kit wasn't judging, he was being his curious self. She must be tough, to survive and be mostly paralyzed.



Wolfpaw snorted, " Yeah yeah. I know, I can't forbid you! Now can we please go?" He said. He never had a good reason for his teasing, sometimes she smelled like fish but it was mostly for her name. Wolf refused to admit that she was beautiful, actually he did think fishes were beautiful. Was that another reason? "I hate being around so many cats, yowling and such not," He muttered quietly to himself.
Owlstone purred,"Ahh...you noticed. I wasn't sure if you did." She chuckled," I was an apprentice and it was a dark stormy night, don't worry Copper, it's not a horror story, anyways I was mad my mentor wouldn't take me out for battle training so I ran off into the territory to find a fight, sure enough I did. I found a group of Dusk Syndicate Fighter's they are cruel and, not to scare you, like to steal kits, They attacked me and my mentor arrived and I ran, I saw a bolt of lightning and not perminantly, but for a short time, lost my vision and ran under the struck tree as it crashed on me." She meowed," I don't recall how I got to camp." She meowed," I don't mind you asking." She smiled

[Charmer]

Chameleon

Tired from her training for the day, as well as her secret nightly exploits, Cherrypaw stumbled into the apprentice den, hoping to get some rest while Tigerdawn was off on duty. The little ginger and white apprentice made her was groggily to her nest and flopped down, not even bothering to fluff up the feathers the way she liked first.

[Mango]

Chameleon

Tired from her training for the day, as well as her secret nightly exploits, Cherrypaw stumbled into the apprentice den, hoping to get some rest while Tigerdawn was off on duty. The little ginger and white apprentice made her was groggily to her nest and flopped down, not even bothering to fluff up the feathers the way she liked first.
Pinkpaw was tired too and was laying in her nest and glanced up at Cherrypaw and flashed a smile," Hello." She meowed.

[Charmer]

Pinkpaw was tired too and was laying in her nest and glanced up at Cherrypaw and flashed a smile," Hello." She meowed.

Cherrypaw sat up, and blinked her blue eyes to clear her vision. "Oh, hi Pinkpaw," she meowed sleepily. "How is training going?" the little she-cat asked, with a warm smile.

[wren]

Starkit snapped her head up to look over in Verglasseyes's direction. "Over here!" She called, removing herself from the group and running over to the blind tom, nuzzling the fur on his leg slightly. "How are you doing?" She asked, looking up at him.
Lynxkit followed her gaze, tilting her head. Her eyes aglow with curiosity, looking at the blind tom silently. Starkit knew him, so he had to be nice-ish..right? Well, maybe, she hadn't spoken to him yet.


Verglaseyes ears perked and an affectionate purr escaped his throat. He bent down unbeknownst to the kittens position, he acidently jabbed his nose into the floor of the nursery and cursed when the pain shot up through his face. "Mousedung!" he grunted. Shaking his nose as if he was willing the pain to fade, once it had he felt starkits frame agasint his leg. "Blind. That's how I'm doing" he cooed, there was an unusual softness in his tone. He never spoke to anyone outside of starkit like this, not even his siblings who he would have snapped at any day. He managed to wedge his body in through the gap and sat himself down. Smiling at her, trying to pin point her location. "How are you doing little one? Everyone treating you well?" he meows, his tone growing hoarse and raspy when he finished. "Unlike your negligent mother" he added the sly to the end of his statement, letting it role off his tongue slowly. The Tom wrapped his tail around starlit and pulled her closer. Unaware of lynxkit a few whisker lengths away.

[Mango]

Cherrypaw sat up, and blinked her blue eyes to clear her vision. "Oh, hi Pinkpaw," she meowed sleepily. "How is training going?" the little she-cat asked, with a warm smile.
Pinkpaw smiled," It's going good. I'm learning to hunt. Yeah, laugh if you want, but you once couldn't hunt too." She replied

[Charmer]

Pinkpaw smiled," It's going good. I'm learning to hunt. Yeah, laugh if you want, but you once couldn't hunt too." She replied

"Once?" Cherrypaw meowed, her whiskers twitching with amusement. "You know I just had my first assessment with Tigerdawn recently. I tried to catch a bird that was drinking from a puddle and wound up getting soaked from muzzle to tail," Cherrypaw said, conviently forgetting to mention that she had still caught the bird. This was a time to be encouraging toward her clanmate, not to brag. "You'll be an expert hunter before you know it. Have you had your first catch yet?"

[Mango]

"Once?" Cherrypaw meowed, her whiskers twitching with amusement. "You know I just had my first assessment with Tigerdawn recently. I tried to catch a bird that was drinking from a puddle and wound up getting soaked from muzzle to tail," Cherrypaw said, conviently forgetting to mention that she had still caught the bird. This was a time to be encouraging toward her clanmate, not to brag. "You'll be an expert hunter before you know it. Have you had your first catch yet?"
Pinkpaw blinked," Umm...prey no one will eat yes, I put my paws in the water to wash mouse bile off and when I pulled my paws out, I had a fish hanging on my claws, so technically I caught a fish, no prey Thunderclan has caught though..." she meowed.

[Charmer]

Pinkpaw blinked," Umm...prey no one will eat yes, I put my paws in the water to wash mouse bile off and when I pulled my paws out, I had a fish hanging on my claws, so technically I caught a fish, no prey Thunderclan has caught though..." she meowed.

Cherrypaw blinked, surprised and excited by the story. "A fish? That's a rare catch alright. It must have been taken from the freshkill pile quickly because I don't remember seeing one," she noted, feeling more awake now. It had been ages since she'd had a friendly chat with one of her fellow apprentices. Most of her interaction had been with Sunpaw, who delighted in bullying her. And of course, Skypaw in Windclan... though of course, Pinkpaw wouldn't know that. Sure she had to sneak out of the apprentice den, but she was careful to make sure every cat was asleep and she made her way out quietly.

[rubinaito]

Verglaseyes ears perked and an affectionate purr escaped his throat. He bent down unbeknownst to the kittens position, he acidently jabbed his nose into the floor of the nursery and cursed when the pain shot up through his face. "Mousedung!" he grunted. Shaking his nose as if he was willing the pain to fade, once it had he felt starkits frame agasint his leg. "Blind. That's how I'm doing" he cooed, there was an unusual softness in his tone. He never spoke to anyone outside of starkit like this, not even his siblings who he would have snapped at any day. He managed to wedge his body in through the gap and sat himself down. Smiling at her, trying to pin point her location. "How are you doing little one? Everyone treating you well?" he meows, his tone growing hoarse and raspy when he finished. "Unlike your negligent mother" he added the sly to the end of his statement, letting it role off his tongue slowly. The Tom wrapped his tail around starlit and pulled her closer. Unaware of lynxkit a few whisker lengths away.
Starkit giggled as Verglaseyes spoke, leaning up against the male warrior. "I'm doing amazingly! My friends Lynxkit and Patchkit just met Mintkit, and I think they're getting along! Mintkit's using big words like usual." She said solemnly. "Do you know what 'Currently' and 'Discussing' means?" She inquired, her ears flicking up in interest of learning two new words. She was also unaware of Lynxkit's presence.

[Dew]

Dewdrop slowly blinked open her eyes and glanced around the den, looking at everyone else before standing up and stretching her forelegs out in front of her. Her tail twitched as she shook her head, knocking the final bits of sleep away. With a flick of her tail she padded out of the den.


(have't Rped in forever )

[InvaderNellie]

Autumnwind nodded in understanding to Rosetail. "He can't be running free on our territory, though," she reasoned, knowing that they'd have to chase away the white tom. She blinked in surprise at what Bonefur said next. He's talking to Rosetail, surely? she wondered nervously.
Rosetail grinned, "I already have a mate," she said warmly. "Not you!" Bonefur replied, "This lovely she-cat." he cocked his head at Autumnwind. "C'mon, " said Sorrelpad "you need to meet Snowstar."

[Dew]

Dewdrop padded into the clearing and glanced around quietly, surveying the place and other cats.

[Splash]

Rosetail grinned, "I already have a mate," she said warmly. "Not you!" Bonefur replied, "This lovely she-cat." he cocked his head at Autumnwind. "C'mon, " said Sorrelpad "you need to meet Snowstar."
Autumnwind wrinkled her nose at Bonefur. "Good luck with that, she whispered under her breath, shooting the tom an icy glare. She was not just property, to be claimed by whatever tom walked by. "Take him to Snowstar? Why? We should just chase him off," Autumnwind hissed.

[InvaderNellie]

Autumnwind wrinkled her nose at Bonefur. "Good luck with that, she whispered under her breath, shooting the tom an icy glare. She was not just property, to be claimed by whatever tom walked by. "Take him to Snowstar? Why? We should just chase him off," Autumnwind hissed.
Sorrelpad was slightly offended by this comment, "He's my brother!" Sorrelpad snarled defensively,"Why else?" The sorrel tom stepped back nervously, regretting his words. "If that offended you, I'm sorry, Sorrelpad can't always control his temper." Rosetail mewed, giving her mate a disapproving glare.

[Mango]

Cherrypaw blinked, surprised and excited by the story. "A fish? That's a rare catch alright. It must have been taken from the freshkill pile quickly because I don't remember seeing one," she noted, feeling more awake now. It had been ages since she'd had a friendly chat with one of her fellow apprentices. Most of her interaction had been with Sunpaw, who delighted in bullying her. And of course, Skypaw in Windclan... though of course, Pinkpaw wouldn't know that. Sure she had to sneak out of the apprentice den, but she was careful to make sure every cat was asleep and she made her way out quietly.
(awww...romance)
Pinkpaw blinked,"Or someone threw it in the dirt place." She meowed

[Charmer]

(awww...romance)
Pinkpaw blinked,"Or someone threw it in the dirt place." She meowed

(Lol yup. Which is going to get real interesting with the conflict between the two clans.)

Cherrypaw's whisker's twitched. "I sure hope not. Prey is getting scarcer with all that noise from the two legs. What could they be doing?"

[Mango]

(Lol yup. Which is going to get real interesting with the conflict between the two clans.)

Cherrypaw's whisker's twitched. "I sure hope not. Prey is getting scarcer with all that noise from the two legs. What could they be doing?"
Pinkpaw paused,"My nosy sister investigated and said they are making the thunderpath larger."

[Charmer]

Pinkpaw paused,"My nosy sister investigated and said they are making the thunderpath larger."

Cherrypaw nodded. That did seem like the sort of thing Purplepaw would investigate. "Their timing makes me worried...twolegs sure can cause problems."

[Mango]

Cherrypaw nodded. That did seem like the sort of thing Purplepaw would investigate. "Their timing makes me worried...twolegs sure can cause problems."
Pinkpaw nodded,"I just hope they don't make a Thunderpath that takes over all of every clans territory." (lol that wide of a highway)

[Charmer]

Pinkpaw nodded,"I just hope they don't make a Thunderpath that takes over all of every clans territory." (lol that wide of a highway)

(Twenty-eight lanes, and somehow I still get stuck in traffic!)

Cherrypaw shuddered at the thought. Where would the clans go then? Would they have to find a new home somewhere? And leave seastones? The trees...Windclan? Cherrypaw wished she could nuzzle against Skypaw. He'd tell her that everything was ok and he'd take care of her. Cherrypaw rested her head on her paws, "I think I'd better get some sleep while I can," she said, hoping she didn't sound too much like she was avoiding continuing the talk.

[Splash]

Sorrelpad was slightly offended by this comment, "He's my brother!" Sorrelpad snarled defensively,"Why else?" The sorrel tom stepped back nervously, regretting his words. "If that offended you, I'm sorry, Sorrelpad can't always control his temper." Rosetail mewed, giving her mate a disapproving glare."I don't care if he's your brother," Autumnwind hissed. "He's trespassing. For StarClan's sake, the warrior code says that we have to chase him off." Autumnwind glanced pleadingly at Rosetail. Surely she wouldn't side with her mate, right? "If you insist on bringing him to Snowstar, I will have no part in it." With this, Autumnwind narrowed her eyes and raised her chin defiantly.

[Deerlie]

The Siamese kitten tilted her head further to the side as wonder and curiosity seemed to plague her expression, "Should we go bother one of the warriors?" She asked. After being stuffed in the nursery for quite a while, she was itching to get out and explore the territory. If not, she'd at least settle with the idea of bothering one of the warriors in the camp.

Now that she thought about it, it had been a pretty long time since she'd left the nursery. Was it a moon or two ago since I last wandered out of the nursery? Her lack of interest in leaving the nursery was mostly due to the fact she didn't have many friends. Being born outside the clan and having next to no memories of her origins came with the repercussion of not quite being able to naturally make friends with other kittens in the nursery. It also didn't help that she tended to stay far away from other kits and mind her own business. On top of that, she felt that play fighting was a dangerous idea, though she didn't quite understand why she felt that way yet.



"Sure!"She said

[wolfie]

Owlstone purred,"Ahh...you noticed. I wasn't sure if you did." She chuckled," I was an apprentice and it was a dark stormy night, don't worry Copper, it's not a horror story, anyways I was mad my mentor wouldn't take me out for battle training so I ran off into the territory to find a fight, sure enough I did. I found a group of Dusk Syndicate Fighter's they are cruel and, not to scare you, like to steal kits, They attacked me and my mentor arrived and I ran, I saw a bolt of lightning and not perminantly, but for a short time, lost my vision and ran under the struck tree as it crashed on me." She meowed," I don't recall how I got to camp." She meowed," I don't mind you asking." She smiled

Copper lean in with interest, " Your very tough! You must have been a great apprentice, Owlstone!" He said, smiling. Relief that she didn't mind him asking flooded in, he stood up and puff out his chest. " Rawr, I am the greatest warrior!" He mewed, however his voice was a bit tiny and quiet until he made it louder. Copper ' struck' a pose, until he was battling with the air again. To him it felt real, even if he couldn't see it. He glance to Owlstone, as if seeking approval.

[Dew]

Dewdrop flicks her tail and brings a paw up, licking it before running behind her ear as she glances around.

[Charmer]

Dewdrop flicks her tail and brings a paw up, licking it before running behind her ear as she glances around.

Cherrypaw noses her way out of the apprentice den, her eyes still heavy with sleep. She stretched her jaws in a huge yawn and glanced, bleary-eyed at the nearby warrior. "Oh, hi Dewdrop," she meowed. "How are you?"

[Dew]

Cherrypaw noses her way out of the apprentice den, her eyes still heavy with sleep. She stretched her jaws in a huge yawn and glanced, bleary-eyed at the nearby warrior. "Oh, hi Dewdrop," she meowed. "How are you?"

Dewdrop glances over and smiles a little, always liking to talk to the younger cat of the clan rather then the other warriors. "hi Cherrypaw. I'm good." she flicks her tail as she answers. "sleep well?"

[Charmer]

Dewdrop glances over and smiles a little, always liking to talk to the younger cat of the clan rather then the other warriors. "hi Cherrypaw. I'm good." she flicks her tail as she answers. "sleep well?"

"Yes, thank you." The nap had been much needed. Cherrypaw hadn't had a full night's sleep since the gathering, since she started sneaking out to meet with Skypaw on the Windclan border. And just like that, Cherrypaw's stomach was in knots again. Thunderclan and Windclan's relationship was strained had no sign of stopping. What would she do if she had to face Skypaw in battle?

[Dew]

"Yes, thank you." The nap had been much needed. Cherrypaw hadn't had a full night's sleep since the gathering, since she started sneaking out to meet with Skypaw on the Windclan border. And just like that, Cherrypaw's stomach was in knots again. Thunderclan and Windclan's relationship was strained had no sign of stopping. What would she do if she had to face Skypaw in battle?

"You okay there?" Dewdrop asks softly with a slight tilt of her head.

[Charmer]

"You okay there?" Dewdrop asks softly with a slight tilt of her head.

Cherrypaw snapped back to reality, "Oh! Yeah I'm alright. Just overdue for a meal. I'd better go ahead and grab something before my mentor wakes up," she explained, starting to edge toward the freshkill pile. "You have a good day," she meowed politely as she turned to leave.

[Dew]

Cherrypaw snapped back to reality, "Oh! Yeah I'm alright. Just overdue for a meal. I'd better go ahead and grab something before my mentor wakes up," she explained, starting to edge toward the freshkill pile. "You have a good day," she meowed politely as she turned to leave.

Dewdrop squints her eyes a little before nodding. "you too."

[Mayflower]

Sorrelpaw nodded, smiling and panting.

(XD)
"Good. So, who's your mentor? Mine's Oakfall." Fernpaw smiled, happy that Oakfall was made his mentor.

[Seraphon]

"Good. So, who's your mentor? Mine's Oakfall." Fernpaw smiled, happy that Oakfall was made his mentor.
Sorrelpaw was to distracted by the way the leaves flowed in the wind to hear the other apprentice.

(He don't have a mentor yet unless you have a cat that could be his mentor :3)

[Mayflower]

Sorrelpaw was to distracted by the way the leaves flowed in the wind to hear the other apprentice.

(He don't have a mentor yet unless you have a cat that could be his mentor :3)
(I don't think I do sadly)

"Sorrelpaw? You awake?" Berrypaw smiled and laughed. "You watching the leaves?" The tom's coat also blew in the wind, getting caught in his mouth.

[Mango]

Copper lean in with interest, " Your very tough! You must have been a great apprentice, Owlstone!" He said, smiling. Relief that she didn't mind him asking flooded in, he stood up and puff out his chest. " Rawr, I am the greatest warrior!" He mewed, however his voice was a bit tiny and quiet until he made it louder. Copper ' struck' a pose, until he was battling with the air again. To him it felt real, even if he couldn't see it. He glance to Owlstone, as if seeking approval.
Owlstone laughed," I had no choice really. And you are the toughest warrior." She purred nodding in approval as he played.

[InvaderNellie]

:surprisehug:"I don't care if he's your brother," Autumnwind hissed. "He's trespassing. For StarClan's sake, the warrior code says that we have to chase him off." Autumnwind glanced pleadingly at Rosetail. Surely she wouldn't side with her mate, right? "If you insist on bringing him to Snowstar, I will have no part in it." With this, Autumnwind narrowed her eyes and raised her chin defiantly.
I really don't wanna do this. Sorrelpad thought, "Bonefur, you have to go, I'm sorry." he mewed sadly."Sorry, Bonefur..." said Rosetail, upset at seeing her mate's brother leave. When Bonefur was a good three tail-lengths away Rosetail asked, "How could you do this? It's the first time I've seen him in moons!"

[Splash]

:surprisehug:
I really don't wanna do this. Sorrelpad thought, "Bonefur, you have to go, I'm sorry." he mewed sadly."Sorry, Bonefur..." said Rosetail, upset at seeing her mate's brother leave. When Bonefur was a good three tail-lengths away Rosetail asked, "How could you do this? It's the first time I've seen him in moons!"
Autumnwind let out a small, inaudible sigh of relief. She wouldn't have to deal with the guilt of leaving Rosetail and Sorrelpad behind while they took Bonefur to camp, then. Thank StarClan. "The border is that way," she told the white tom, barely refraining from hissing the information at him while pointing with her tail.

[InvaderNellie]

Autumnwind let out a small, inaudible sigh of relief. She wouldn't have to deal with the guilt of leaving Rosetail and Sorrelpad behind while they took Bonefur to camp, then. Thank StarClan. "The border is that way," she told the white tom, barely refraining from hissing the information at him while pointing with her tail.

"Did you even HEAR me?" Rosetail hissed, "It's the first time I've seen Bonefur in MOONS. And YOU just cast him away." Sorrelpad shook his head in disappointment.

[Solstice_X]

"Sure!"She said

With a smile, the little Siamese kitten peered out of the nursery with her tail motioning for the silvery kitten to follow her. She scanned the camp clearing with curious blue eyes, looking for any warriors they could bother. Turning to face the other kitten, she asked, "ready?" Her ears flicked as she tilted her head in motion towards a ginger warrior pacing the clearing, "That's out target. We'll charge on your call."

(If it's alright with you, we can have them bother my cat Morningsun. To the clearing!)

[wolfie]

Owlstone laughed," I had no choice really. And you are the toughest warrior." She purred nodding in approval as he played.

Copper let out a purr, " Yay! I can save everyone, starting with.... who needs to be saved?" He asked, stopping to tilt his head.

[Deerlie]

With a smile, the little Siamese kitten peered out of the nursery with her tail motioning for the silvery kitten to follow her. She scanned the camp clearing with curious blue eyes, looking for any warriors they could bother. Turning to face the other kitten, she asked, "ready?" Her ears flicked as she tilted her head in motion towards a ginger warrior pacing the clearing, "That's out target. We'll charge on your call."

(If it's alright with you, we can have them bother my cat Morningsun. To the clearing!)
OK! )
She purred. " NOW!" she said. She jumped out. (Can u post in the clearing first?)

[spade]

Socks Duststorm (tbh i love this little family so much ahhh thank you guys for creating these beautiful characters c: )

Head swirling around, a smile already plastered on her face, Teaselkit beamed towards her mother, pointedly missing the part about not twitching too much. Each time a compliment reached her ears it was almost as if that's all the young she-kit heard. "I can't wait to be an apprentice!" she squeaked, jumping a little bit as she bopped her tiny nose with her mother's own. "I'm going to catch every piece of prey in ThunderClan territory!" There was a thrill to her voice, and a flash of determination illuminated her gaze as she smiled up at Snowfeather.

Loonkit, meanwhile, just rolled her eyes and went back to grooming her fur. She was always one to keep up appearances, and wasn't satisfied until every last piece of fur was lying flat and smooth. Despite being only five moons in age, she wanted to look presentable, especially since her apprentice ceremony was drawing nearer. "Not unless you keep still," the multi-gray kitten informed her littermate, glancing in her direction. "They prey will hear you coming if you kick your hind legs out on the dirt."

A strike of irritation appeared on Teaselkit's small face, but it didn't last long as she too rolled her eyes. "Obviously I'll get better once I start my training, Loonkit," she sighed, but smiled and batted at her sister. Ears picking up the familiar sound of her father's voice, she turned around once again in the nest, tail sticking straight up in the air. "Dad!" she cried, resuming her bouncing once more as she watched him draw nearer. In his mouth was a nice looking thrush, along with the feathers he always brought. There was no denying the observation that Teaselkit greatly admired Silversky, the way her eyes lit up whenever her father was around. "Did you go hunting, dad? Were there any enemy cats during your border patrol? What's Snowstar doing?" she hounded him, staring up at him wide eyed. As he placed the feather at the edge of the nest, she glanced down at it, nodding as he spoke. "Oh, I think I'll put mine right by my side of the nest," she purred, and with that Teaselkit plucked the dainty object from where it had been placed and hauled it over a paw step or two. "Right here," she mumbled around the stalk of the feather, manuevering it so the stem intertwined with the moss foundation of the nest. "Perfect." Stepping back, she admired her work with a gleaming proud gaze.

Sensing her father approaching, Loonkit rose to her paws and smiled. Though much more withdrawn than her overactive sister, she was still excited to see Silversky. The way he came to tell them stories when he could, and how he'd always bring them feathers, she couldn't wait to travel the territory by his side. "Thanks, father," she purred, glancing down at her own feather. Something was magical about them to her, like a purity of light came from it and washed away all the darkness - though, at this stage in her life, Loonkit was far too young to have any experience with such a concept. Nonetheless, she scooped up the feather and carried it over to where she had begin to carefully place hers, almost in a sort of pattern. With this one, she weaved it across the others that were lying there, creating a soft side of the nest. A smile graced her small maw, and she turned to look at where Silversky and Snowfeather now lay together. "I think even if Teaselkit slept on the other side of the nursery she'd still find a way to wake me up," Loonkit teased, a small twinkling laugh dancing in the underlying tone of her words.

Teaselkit was easily distracted by watching her sister's furrowed brow in placing her feather. She admired her littermates attention to detail, and felt a warm swell around her heart. That's my sister she thought proudly, grinning, as she glanced over to where her parents now lay. Ears twitching at Loonkit's comment, Teaselkit frowned a bit, the sudden affection she felt towards her sister dissipating. "I'm just practicing for when I'm older," she countered, giving her sister a pointed look before smiling, holding her head high. "We've got the best parents in ThunderClan. We have to make them proud." With that, the gray kit looked over at Silversky and Snowfeather once more, eyes dazzling with admiration of her parents.

[Splash]

"Did you even HEAR me?" Rosetail hissed, "It's the first time I've seen Bonefur in MOONS. And YOU just cast him away." Sorrelpad shook his head in disappointment."He's an intruder. Doesn't matter how long it's been since you saw him. Plus, you're the one who just told him to leave," Autumnwind pointed out calmly. They're not going to like me after this, she thought saddly.

[RedHead]

Breezepaw slipped into the clearing, his ears flicking back and forth as he slunk around the edges. His pale pelt stuck out in the shadows, something which the bengal cat deeply regretted. His blue eyes scanned the clearing for any sign of something to do. Extremely bored, the tom was ready to have a little bit of fun getting into some trouble. He knew his mother highly disapproved of it, but could Breezpaw help himself? No. Well... Yeah he could. But did he want to? Most definitely not.

The pale colored bengal ducked underneath a bush, but still a young apprentice, he didn't have the best stalking techniques at paw. His long, wiry tail stuck out of the bush, waving in the air as it always did when Breezepaw was scheming up something horrible. "Hmmm... Should I go bother the elders? Or do something hilarious with the senior warriors?" Breezepaw mumbled to himself, his brain whirring with constant thought. Or maybe I can even go as far as to prank the leader this time! But as soon as Breezepaw thought about it, his thought was downgraded by his own conscience. He may not care for others much, but he had enough heart to not prank a stressed female leader who had just had a full litter of kits.

So, Breezepaw continued to crouch under his bush, trying to think of some way he could have fun today. He hadn't seen his brother around today so far, who knows where Flashpaw was...

Beau Mystical

[dionysus]

Breezepaw slipped into the clearing, his ears flicking back and forth as he slunk around the edges. His pale pelt stuck out in the shadows, something which the bengal cat deeply regretted. His blue eyes scanned the clearing for any sign of something to do. Extremely bored, the tom was ready to have a little bit of fun getting into some trouble. He knew his mother highly disapproved of it, but could Breezpaw help himself? No. Well... Yeah he could. But did he want to? Most definitely not.

The pale colored bengal ducked underneath a bush, but still a young apprentice, he didn't have the best stalking techniques at paw. His long, wiry tail stuck out of the bush, waving in the air as it always did when Breezepaw was scheming up something horrible. "Hmmm... Should I go bother the elders? Or do something hilarious with the senior warriors?" Breezepaw mumbled to himself, his brain whirring with constant thought. Or maybe I can even go as far as to prank the leader this time! But as soon as Breezepaw thought about it, his thought was downgraded by his own conscience. He may not care for others much, but he had enough heart to not prank a stressed female leader who had just had a full litter of kits.

So, Breezepaw continued to crouch under his bush, trying to think of some way he could have fun today. He hadn't seen his brother around today so far, who knows where Flashpaw was...

@Beau (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=114) @Mystical (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=2991)


Flashpaw lounged by the apprentices' den, golden eyes closed as he soaked up the sunshine. His tail tip flicking was the only indication that the tom was even awake. The warm rays of the sun reflected off of his sleek dark amber fur, making his tiger-like stripes stand out in contrast. A lazy yawn parted his jaws and he licked his chops, wondering if he should find something to eat or not. He didn't know where his friends were, but he figured they must be busy. Usually, the tight-knit friend group spent every spare moment together, but apprentice duties kept them all busy. All except for Aspenkit, who was a moon younger than the rest of them. Her apprentice ceremony was coming, though, and she'd have her seven friends to welcome her into the apprentice's den.


A buzzing by his ear made Flashpaw flick it and he opened a single sun-colored eye to cast a bored glance around the clearing. The bengal was about to close his eye once more, but he caught a shifting in the shadows. Lifting his head with interest, Flashpaw could make out the form of Breezepaw, recognizing the lighter marbled pelt of his brother. What's he up to? Flashpaw wondered, following the other apprentice with his eyes. A quiet purr of amusement rumbled in the young tom's chest as he watched Breezepaw duck under a bush, tail sticking out. It was just too tantalizing to resist. A smirk on his face, Flashpaw fluidly rose to his paws, slipping into the shadows around the edges of the camp. Like his brother, he had a tic that showed when he was up to something. Instead of waving his tail, however, he flicked the tip of it. Actually, the tic wasn't a very useful for determining what Flashpaw was up to, since he flicked his tail tip when he was doing just about anything.



The bengal prowled through the shadows, almost resembling his namesake. Being a new apprentice, his muscles were still on the smaller side, as was his technique. However, Flashpaw had a natural talent. This tended to make him lazy and get him into trouble during training, but it made sneaking up on his friends more fun. As Flashpaw neared the bush, he sank into a flawed but suitable hunting crouch. Mischief shone in his eyes as he sneaked forward and leapt! He was flying through the air, sheathed paws aimed at his brothers tail as it stuck out of the bush.

[Cosmo]

Beau RedHead

A soft pink tongue gently rasped itself over a beautiful patterned pelt. The pelt and tongue belonged to, you guessed it, Aspenkit! She happened to care a lot about how she looked. Oh, and in case you weren't aware, a lot means a lot. She cares a lot about the ways she looks. If I don't groom myself well enough, I won't be ready for my warrior ceremony! And if I'm not ready for that... Aspenkit's thoughts whirled around in her head. Making it difficult for her to groom herself at the precise manner she always did. "Curse my thoughts!" she growled out loud, shaking herself with such intensity her mind cleared. Now she could focus on one thing. She could focus on grooming. The thing she should be doing at the moment. Obviously! The molly couldn't understand why cats didn't take time grooming. It was important to look your best! Everyone should! Even as a kit, when kits didn't protest if their fur was licked the wrong way, Aspenkit had. She had thrashed around like crazy, trying to get away from the very annoying thing that kept moving her fur the wrong way. It had been very annoying. At least now she could groom herself so no one else had to do it for her. Oh, and then there was another thought. Apprentices got very dirty didn't they? That was bad! What if she got too dirty? That was terrible!

But then, you could always look on the bright side. Her friends, Breezepaw, Pumpkinpaw, Shellpaw, Featherpaw, Flashpaw, and Wolfpaw had been her friends through kithood. But since she was a moon younger than them, she had been separated kind of. Of course in only a moon she would be with them, which was very fun. All the trouble they would cause... playing together like old times! It would be old times.. but in the new times.. if that made sense. It did kind of to Aspenkit, as she was the one who was thinking about it. Swinging her gaze around as she thought, her foresty hues caught on to familiar figures. Breezepaw and Flashpaw. She had been thinking about them, and there they were!

By the looks of it causing trouble to. Great! she instantly stopped grooming. To Aspenkit, troublemaking was better than grooming. Yes, better. Of course you needed to be clean to stir up trouble, but she had half groomed herself and that was perfectly fine for her. She was bubbling with excitment. Seeing Flashpaw pounce, Aspenkit smirked. In a second she was behind him, and was leaping on top of the tom.

[mvoxhu]

Beau RedHead Mystical SpiralWhirl [think that's it ! ]

The familiar, agile build of Pumpkinpaw could be seen basking in the warm pools of daylight just in the central area of the clearing. Her fiery-orange pelt was illuminated to that of a bright amber underneath the golden rays, which made the she-cat stand out more than she particularly wished for. Her eyes were shut, or even closed partly, merely to avoid the sheer brilliance of the sunny day, with thick lashes almost covering the entirety of her view. She was extremely relaxed, as evident by the slight smile upon her face, and her calm and collected demeanour. Not a single muscle on her body was poised, with auds flicking lazily, and her banner fluctuating across the loose soil below it.

Shallow breaths climbed out from her frame, all following each other out like it was a game of 'follow the leader'. With this, a frequent rising and falling of her chest could be viewed, and a faint rumbling of purrs played out from her vocal chords. The female was, quite simply, enjoying her small sunbathing session.
However short it lasted.

Taking a hesitant inhale of crisp, fresh air, Pumpkinpaw forced her lids to part. Stormy green pools observed what remnants of clan-life there was before her. The usual mewling of kits as they tumbled about around the paws of older, more experienced felines. Soft raspings of tongues against fur, and quiet, yet heart-felt chuckles. These were only a few things that she could view, just before the movements of other cats swamped her attention.

Ahh, the crew seemed to be at it again. Breezepaw and Flashpaw were obviously up to no good, with Aspenkit joining in on the fun a couple of moments after. No one else seemed to catch the ginger she-cat's sight, and so, she raised herself onto all-fours and swayed over towards the trio. A heavy sigh emitted from her lips, whilst her immediate reaction was to ensconce herself onto the grit-like terrain once more. Which, in fact, did happen. She then continued to watch her friends, whilst adding a few giggles here and there in reaction.

[wolfie]

Beau mompaws RedHead Mystical

The young apprentice prowled through the shadows, only seeing his bright golden eyes. If it hadn't been his eyes, you couldn't really see him. Wolfpaw, the apprentice name watched his friends with little interest. He hang with the crew or Webpaw, the only thing he share in common was tricks. How were they even friends? Who knew.

Coming out of a shadows, he scan the camp. Locking on any that could be a trick, but took little interest. He sigh in disappointment, closing his eyes for a brief moment. Opening them, Wolfpaw stretched. It's nothing to do, nothing fun at least. He was the largest in the group, even with being close to their age or even their age. He stuck to his name, but that was what he feared.

Wolfpaw shivered at the thought, putting on a fake smile and discarding any emotion in his eyes, padding to the fresh-kill. He grabbed a vole, chewing slowly and watched his friends. He'll join in sooner or later, mostly out of his boredom. Unsheathing his claws, he dug them into the earth and brought dirt up. His bushy tail lashed, almost floating away from the world and into thoughts.

I wonder when training, hopefully Flashpaw got some good tricks this time. Guess I'll be stuck with ticks and bedding, I mean I don't like it but I don't exactly dislike it. The stories are good, as long they aren't too boring or I already heard them.

He soon was back in the world, blinking to see a warrior looking at him. Had he did something wrong. Seeing he had flung some dirt at a warrior while he was thinking, Wolfpaw dipped his head in respect. " Sorry, I zoomed out and didn't mean to fling any dirt at you," He said. The warrior nodded before walking away.

[doghouse]

"Alright then," Cherrypaw said with a nod, glad to see Ravelledkit didn't seem upset at all. The shecat held out her white paw with the pad up and flexed her toes. "You see that gap between my pad and my toes? That's where I hide the pebble. Cherrypaw nudged the pebble in front of her so that the kit would have a good view. "When I bring my paw down, I flex my toes like this to make that space bigger, "she explained as she slowly lowered it down until the tiny stone was trapped between her paw and the clearing floor. "Then, when I stop flexing," she went on, letting her paw relax, "that space gets small again. She lifted her paw to show the pebble trapped there. She flexed and let the pebble clatter on the ground. "So the first thing you have to learn to do the trick is to pick up the pebble like that. Once you get good at doing that, and can do it really fast, it'll look like it just disappears when you hit it with your paw."

(Think I'll go ahead and call it a night. Those z's aren't going to catch themselves. But I'll be sure to respond in the morning if you add more.)
Rav watched her closely, not once blinking as she demonstrated, and as soon as Cherrypaw finished, Ravelledkit attempted to copy her, but either his paw was too tiny or the pebble was too big, or a combination of both, but he found that he couldn't get the stone to stay, and it always plopped back on to the ground. Finally, Ravelledkit shook his head in frustration and looked around for a smaller pebble. Once locating one, he tried again, and... success! A wide grin spread across his maw, and then the stone fell. Instantly, a slight hiss of disappointment left his lips, but was followed by a purr of triumph, and Rav just shrugged it off, looking up expectantly at Cherrypaw, his eyes wide, waiting for her reaction. He was pleased that he had at least mostly got it, and he was too determined to settle for anything less, though whether that was good or bad was a bit of a mystery to him, not that he dwelled on it much, and soon had pushed the thoughts to the back of his mind, waiting.

[Charmer]

Rav watched her closely, not once blinking as she demonstrated, and as soon as Cherrypaw finished, Ravelledkit attempted to copy her, but either his paw was too tiny or the pebble was too big, or a combination of both, but he found that he couldn't get the stone to stay, and it always plopped back on to the ground. Finally, Ravelledkit shook his head in frustration and looked around for a smaller pebble. Once locating one, he tried again, and... success! A wide grin spread across his maw, and then the stone fell. Instantly, a slight hiss of disappointment left his lips, but was followed by a purr of triumph, and Rav just shrugged it off, looking up expectantly at Cherrypaw, his eyes wide, waiting for her reaction. He was pleased that he had at least mostly got it, and he was too determined to settle for anything less, though whether that was good or bad was a bit of a mystery to him, not that he dwelled on it much, and soon had pushed the thoughts to the back of his mind, waiting.

Cherrypaw watched silently as the little kit tried to copy the motions of the trick with some success. "You're doing really good. It took me a while to get it, and to be honest, growing bigger paws helped," she said with a smile, showing her creamy-white paw. "The trick is starting out with small enough stones, and practice. Then once you've got that, it's more about distraction. If I just tap the pebble, it's easier to watch what happened," as she spoke, she slowly and deliberately picked up the peddle with her paw, and lifted it so that Ravelledkit could see it wedged in the webbing. Slowly, she brought her paw back down. "But if I do it fast," she said suddenly, swatting the ground with her paw, "you don't have time to really think about my paw, because you're focused on the pebble." Cherrypaw sat up and glanced around the clearing. "Let's see here... ah!" she exclaimed, and reached to her side, nudging an empty acorn cap in front of her. "This should work better for you. It's lighter and has a nifty top part to grab on to," she explained.

[lone]

Pufftuft. What a unique name. ``Of course I am!`` Flareheart claimed cockily, a bright grin stretching across his face. He rolled his shoulders as he improved his posture, raising his head high proudly. He looked down at Hawkfeather, hoping to receive a positive reaction for his silly joke. A laugh or even a small smile would be enough for the multi-colored tomcat. Lowering his head and relaxing his taut muscles, Flareheart spoke again, ``In all seriousness, though, I'd really like to hear that accent.`` He couldn't wipe the excited grin off his face, his amber eyes sparkling with the emotion.

``And personally, I think you are the cutest of them all, and don't you dare tell me you think I'm cuter. Yeah, that's right - I have you all figured out,`` Flareheart started seriously, even casting Hawkfeather a gentle warning look, but as he began the second sentence, he found himself using a teasing tone. He was purring softly, raising a paw off the ground to nudge Hawkfeather in a friendly, playful manner.

He didn't know why anyone would dare be cruel to Hawkfeather. She was such a happy, innocent feline, and Flareheart couldn't see why anyone would want to corrupt that. After all, there was so little genuine innocence in the world. Shouldn't it be preserved rather than destroyed? Perhaps the she-cat's kit-like innocence is why Flareheart admired her so much. She was ignorant - in a good way, in the blissful way. Hawkfeather was the small hopeful flame in a dark world.

"Aww, look at you! You have the best posture Flarey, you're going to have to give me posture lessons! I need them. Mine is really bad, you're like, a genius at this kind of thing! Who taught you?" She only stopped for a minute to think before continuing onwards, a smile on her maw and a cheerful look glimmering in her blue optics. There was always one, but this one somehow seemed more amplified or... something. "And you're funny, too! Adorable, and a posture king when you want to be, and funny! It's like, you could be famous or something!" The tabby smiled, her blue optics sparking with excitement and her expression happy. It only became more excited when he admitted that he would like to meet her friend. How exciting would that be? Two of her funniest friends meeting each other. It would be the coolest thing if they decided to swap jokes and stuff like that, that would just be the absolute best.

"Maybe you can someday! It's like this crazy type of voice and - I would show you, but I can't do it. I have no idea how Puff-Puff does it!" Puff-Puff. Hawkfeather's assigned nickname for the tom, and she looked excited when she spoke it. It seemed her idea of nicknames was to make everyone sound as adorable as possible. And she had certainly worked some miracles, but that one - that one had been easy. It was easy for Hawkfeather anyways, the names just seemed to come to her naturally, and she was always thrilled when they did. After all, didn't everyone deserve a nickname? Everyone wanted one, didn't they? See, Hawkfeather's innocent little mind hadn't put the pieces together that some cats didn't really want to have nicknames. She had always thought that everyone would. Because everyone was just that fun, right? It was fun to have something of your very own, something someone else had given you, and why shouldn't that thing be a nickname? The tabby listened to his compliment and her tail twitched, showing her pleasure.

"Oh wow, for real? Thanks Flarey, you're so sweet! I'm so lucky to have found you without a bunch of friends, because I'm sure there's like, dozens of cats who want to meet you but they're all too shy - isn't that sad? They shouldn't be shy! You're the best!"

The tabby gave him a playful, affectionate nuzzle - as though he were a brother, or already a close friend of hers. And maybe, he was. Life was short, Hawkfeather had discovered - and there was no reason to waste time on messing around. Give everyone all the compliments that they could use. Build everyone up. Be a friend to everyone you could and someday, someday someone would come along and be the shining light in your life. Someday you would find your own sunshine - even though for Hawkfeather, she might be still looking. Or had she found it? There was only one way to tell... and that was through time.

[bobtail]

Beau mompaws RedHead Mystical SpiralWhirl

A dark, blue-grey shape slipped into the camp, green eyes narrowed and tail tip twitching. They turned their head and scanned the clearing, amused to see Flashpaw and Breezepaw messing around with Aspenkit. Pumpkinpaw seemed to be watching them. This blue-grey cat, Bluepaw, named for his rare coat colour, looked around for his other friends.

He noticed Wolfpaw nearby and frowned thoughtfully. He could go join in the tussle with Flashpaw, Breezepaw and Aspenkit; go and watch with Pumpkinpaw; or go up to Wolfpaw. Bluepaw had just come back from a failed hunting mission and didn't feel much like talking to or fighting with anyone, even if it was just play. Still sour about the fat mouse that had just barely evaded his claws, the apprentice began to pad across the clearing to his friends.

He settled down beside Pumpkinpaw, wrapping his silver-tipped tail his paws, green eyes narrowing slightly against the gentle breeze flowing through the camp. He glanced over at his friend and meowed, "Have they been at it for long?" The sturdy tom's calm emerald eyes followed his clanmates as they tussled, apprentices and kit. He allowed himself a small smile as he remembered just why his loved his Clan.

[Mango]

Copper let out a purr, " Yay! I can save everyone, starting with.... who needs to be saved?" He asked, stopping to tilt his head.
She tipped her head,"I don't know do you know?" She asked
(IM SO SORRY THIS TOOK FOREVER! LIFES BEEN CRAZY RN)

[wolfie]

She tipped her head,"I don't know do you know?" She asked
(IM SO SORRY THIS TOOK FOREVER! LIFES BEEN CRAZY RN)

"Nope, but this leaf needs saving!" He said, running chasing just one leaf as it blew in the wind.
(Be right back, it's okay. Got to go eat)

[Mango]

"Nope, but this leaf needs saving!" He said, running chasing just one leaf as it blew in the wind.
(Be right back, it's okay. Got to go eat)
Owlstone chuckled watching the kit rescue another leaf," You're a hero to these leaves." She purred.

[wolfie]

Owlstone chuckled watching the kit rescue another leaf," You're a hero to these leaves." She purred.

Copper made a pile of leaves, " I am?" He said cheerfully. He grabbed a leaf, putting it in the only paw that worked. " You are now a Leaf Hero! Do you vow to keep everyone safe in this group, even if it costs more than you wish?" He asked. Making it up as he spoke.

[Socks]

Socks
Tawnystream devoured a few more bits of her shrew, ear twitching as she listened to the tom. Tawnystream was a bit of a good listener, she listened to her friends, or families problems, and tried to help them. This was no different. Well, a little different, she was learning about someone new, not listening to their problems. Though she'd like to help if he did have any problems. She tilted her head at the answer to her question, which to her, wasn't enough, but some things were vague, and the dilute calico had to deal with it. "You do? Why is that you like being alone?" She asked another question, her curious glint never went away. Tawnystream's tail twitched, "Oh, I see, you don't have much time to be alone huh?" She gave a kind smile to the tom. "I can see that.. sorta.." If they had an apprentice, of course, it would be hard to get some alone time, and she could understand that, to a degree. She herself had an apprentice, Treepaw, his name was? She hadn't started training him just yet, in any field. So, she couldn't really understand it fully.
Rushshade wasn't the type to be rude, he was quite nice, so even though he didn't enjoy the other being around and asking questions, he didn't tell her off or spoke rudely. He held back a sigh of nervousness and went on with blunt answers. "When I'm alone, it's quiet and... peaceful." He shifted on his paws, he felt like he was opening up too much, different emotions bubbled inside of him and he hated it. Birds sang their nightly songs in a nearby tree and Rushshade focused his attention on their sweet sound while attempting to forget about how he was feeling, and his fears about it. "There's no drama when you're alone." He knew that the she-cat most likely wouldn't understand no matter how he explained it unless he spilled out his whole life story to her, but he wasn't bothered by that fact. If she didn't understand, she'd get bored of his blunt answers and leave him be, but on the other hand, it might cause her curiosity to grow and she'd always be around to ask him questions.

[Socks]

Lilly Duststorm

Snowfeather smiled and she couldn't hold back a gentle giggle at Teaselkit's antics, she had always loved her silliness and ambition. Both her children seemed worlds apart in personality but she could tell that they both had the potential of being great. "You'll be a wonderful apprentice, Teaselkit, no cat will go hungry with you around to feed them. So will you Loonkit!" She touched Teaselkit's ears with her tail as a sign of affection, while smiling at Loonkit cleaning herself. As soon as she could, the little she-kit started grooming herself instead of having Snowfeather groom her. The gray molly shook her head at Loonkit's words but didn't say anything.

The familiar scent of her mate arose a soft purr from the queen, her ears relaxing as the warrior came into view. Much like her children, Snowfeather loved Silversky deeply but in a way the kits might not understand. The tom's personality had changed from their first meeting, but not in a bad way at all. He had opened up and become protective of Snowfeather and that's what she loved about him. Silversky depended on her and she depended on Silversky, an aspect of their relationship which kept the love between them always there. She always seemed to relax when he was around, a calm feeling running through her veins when his scent was around. Her worries about her anything seemed to drain out of her mind when she felt the warmth of his pelt.

"Looks like it's time for a story." The molly meowed in a form of a greeting, smiling at Teaselkit's rapid questions. As Silversky sat by her another purr rose from her throat, nuzzling her head underneath his chin and smiling as she watched him interact with their kits, he was always so great with them and Snowfeather admired that. "With all these feathers here, we're going to have the softest nest in the nursery. Pretty soon every kits going to want to sleep with us." She joked towards Silverysky as Loonkit and Teaselkit placed their feathers around the moss.

"Now Loonkit, enough teasing." She rolled her eyes playfully at the young cats. "I keep them next to each other because it's far easier to watch them than if they were further apart." She placed her head down on her paws, her tail swishing to bring the two kits a bit closer to herself. She felt a surge of embarrassment and love when her kit called her and Silversky the best parents of the clan, looking at them with such admiration that Snowfeather was sure no other kit could match.

"Oh, you'll always make me proud, no matter what!"

[Mango]

Copper made a pile of leaves, " I am?" He said cheerfully. He grabbed a leaf, putting it in the only paw that worked. " You are now a Leaf Hero! Do you vow to keep everyone safe in this group, even if it costs more than you wish?" He asked. Making it up as he spoke.
Owlstone laughed,"Oh I do!" She chuckled holding the leaf.

[Static]

Charmer
Bravepaw groomed her white and brown fur beside the apprintice den.Her bright blue eyes scanning around for anyone she might know,but she couldn't think of anyone.The blue sky seemed to reflect off of her eyes as she looked up at a crow,transfixed on its alertness and cautiousnes.

[Charmer]

Charmer
Bravepaw groomed her white and brown fur beside the apprintice den.Her bright blue eyes scanning around for anyone she might know,but she couldn't think of anyone.The blue sky seemed to reflect off of her eyes as she looked up at a crow,transfixed on its alertness and cautiousnes.

A piece of freshkill will settle my mind, the ginger and white she-cat thought to herself as she chose a meager mouse from the pile. That's when she happened to notice Bravepaw in the clearing as well. Cherrypaw remembered Bravepaw joining the apprentice den not long ago. She remembered when she was a brand new apprentice. "Bravepaw," Cherrypaw said in greeting, "would you like to share a meal?"

[Static]

A piece of freshkill will settle my mind, the ginger and white she-cat thought to herself as she chose a meager mouse from the pile. That's when she happened to notice Bravepaw in the clearing as well. Cherrypaw remembered Bravepaw joining the apprentice den not long ago. She remembered when she was a brand new apprentice. "Bravepaw," Cherrypaw said in greeting, "would you like to share a meal?"
" Sure.That would be great." She said thankfully.This was the first cat that had talked to her sense she became a apprintice.She looked at the mouse,but didn't make no complaints sence she was the one being offered to share.

[Foggy22]

Aquarius

Stormstripe padded out of the nursery, her big belly making her slow. She carefully lay down on her side in the sun, exposing her large belly heavy with kits. She welcomed the warmth of the sun on her short fur, and relaxed. While she was sunning herself, she looked around the clearing, searching for someone to talk to. When she couldn't find anyone, she lay her head down and started remembering what it was like when she had first joined the clan. Ahh, such good memories... she thought happily to herself. She smiled, and started dozing lightly, barely conscious of her surroundings.

[doghouse]

Ravelledkit raised his head, blinking groggily and peered around the nursery. After a moment, the small cream colored tom sat up and stared around, hoping to spot his sister or maybe his mother, or even Cherrypaw, but didn't see anything at first. He smiled a bit at the thought of Cherrypaw, his new friend, who had taught him a trick and had been very nice to him. After a moment, he spotted Burnetkit and bounced over, tapping her lightly on the shoulder with one small paw, his eyes bright with happiness. He loved Burnetkit, his sister, and was glad that he'd seen her. After a moment, the young tom peered around, wondering if Robinfur was in here too, or if she was out doing something else, StarClan knows what.

( Oops I forgot to mention you )
Mystical

[Aquarius]

Aquarius

Stormstripe padded out of the nursery, her big belly making her slow. She carefully lay down on her side in the sun, exposing her large belly heavy with kits. She welcomed the warmth of the sun on her short fur, and relaxed. While she was sunning herself, she looked around the clearing, searching for someone to talk to. When she couldn't find anyone, she lay her head down and started remembering what it was like when she had first joined the clan. Ahh, such good memories... she thought happily to herself. She smiled, and started dozing lightly, barely conscious of her surroundings.

Risingmoon boredly glanced around camp, his amber gaze scanning for someone to talk to. He relished how the weather was turning chilly slightly, and bushed up his fur a little bit, his tail swishing. Suddenly he spotted a queen, lying at the edge of the nursery, her expanded stomach making her look like she was close to giving birth. The she-cat also looked as if she was mindlessly looking for someone to talk to, so the tom gave his shoulder a quick lick to flatten the fur and padded over to her. He reached the nursery, his fluffy tail flicking behind him. He forced a small smile, wanting to seem welcome to the near-birthing queen. I wonder where the father is, he thought silently to himself. "Good morning, Stormstripe," he greeted, vaguely knowing her name from patrols they had been on together a few times. She had seemed like a nice cat, so Risingmoon saw no fear in approaching her now. "How are you?" He asked.

[Foggy22]

Risingmoon boredly glanced around camp, his amber gaze scanning for someone to talk to. He relished how the weather was turning chilly slightly, and bushed up his fur a little bit, his tail swishing. Suddenly he spotted a queen, lying at the edge of the nursery, her expanded stomach making her look like she was close to giving birth. The she-cat also looked as if she was mindlessly looking for someone to talk to, so the tom gave his shoulder a quick lick to flatten the fur and padded over to her. He reached the nursery, his fluffy tail flicking behind him. He forced a small smile, wanting to seem welcome to the near-birthing queen. I wonder where the father is, he thought silently to himself. "Good morning, Stormstripe," he greeted, vaguely knowing her name from patrols they had been on together a few times. She had seemed like a nice cat, so Risingmoon saw no fear in approaching her now. "How are you?" He asked.

Stormstripe's head snapped up at the greeting. She relaxed when she saw that it was just a cat. "Good morning. Risingmoon, right?" she replied, and then sat up. "It's a beautiful morning, is it not?" she asked. Stormstripe sighed contentedly, and, sitting up, started cleaning her short, gray tabby fur.

[Charmer]

" Sure.That would be great." She said thankfully.This was the first cat that had talked to her sense she became a apprintice.She looked at the mouse,but didn't make no complaints sence she was the one being offered to share.

Before padding over to Bravepaw, Cherrypaw found a shrew in the pile. She picked up the two morsels by their tails and placed them both in front of Bravepaw to let her pick. "How is training going?" Cherrypaw asked, herbears perked with friendly curiosity.

[Static]

Before padding over to Bravepaw, Cherrypaw found a shrew in the pile. She picked up the two morsels by their tails and placed them both in front of Bravepaw to let her pick. "How is training going?" Cherrypaw asked, herbears perked with friendly curiosity.
"Well my mentor's alwase busy so I haven't really done much.I guess you could say I just watch the other apprintices and try to learn like that." She chuckled.She grabbed the mole after she finished and sit it down,but didn't start eating.

[Dust]

Lilly Socks
(my heart is melting from the cute of this family)

"I suppose if you slept all the way into Skyclan territory, Teaselkit would wake you up too, huh?" The warrior teased, giving Loonkit an affectionate stare then flashing a playful, cheeky grin at Teaselkit. They were definitely their mothers daughters -- spirited and energetic -- although Loonkit was vaguely reminiscent of Silversky's youth,. Although, even as an apprentice and young warrior, Silversky had been meek and anxiety fueled. Had it not been for Snowfeather coaxing him out of his shell Silversky refused to even speculate what would have happened to him. An amused purr rumbled deep in his chest at his daughters implication that they were the best parents in Thunderclan, and with the embarrassment that rolled off of Snowfeather and the twinkle in Teaselkit's eye, he couldn't help but burst into a fit of laughter.

"Well... It's certainly a stretch, but we couldn't be the best parents in Thunderclan if we didn't have the best kits in Thunderclan!" He teased gently, puffing out his chest in a dignified yet goofy way before nudging Snowfeather playfully. Honestly, Silversky couldn't have asked for a better family. Even as prey grew scarce and the seasons began to shift from green-leaf to leaf-fall, the warrior would do what he could to make sure his family was fed. That thought is for a different day, thought Silversky, slight waves of anxiety quickly disappating as he pushed his face into Snowfeathers fur. So warm and soft. Inhaling gently, the warrior visibly relaxed, letting himself melt into the queen. It must have been a ridiculous scene, watching a large powerful warrior melt into what looked like a heaping ball of fur. Slowly, the tom began to rasp his tongue againt his mates fur. Giving her a few more licks, Silversky lifted himself to his paws and shuffled back around so he was sitting next to Loon and Teasel. Rubbing his cheek against each kit, he plopped down and snagged the Thrush so it was now positioned between all four cats.

"Who's ready for a meal and a story?"

[Nettleclaw]

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

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


A depressed lump, Nettleclaw rolls upright and shakes his head. His empty thoughts started growing into mildly agitated ones as he dragged his paws behind his tormenter, taking on some of her snappy anger at Bearpaw. He couldn't help it, unable to bottle in his emotions, he started chasing after Bearpaw too, for the sake of having someone to pounce and relieve his frustration.

Bearpaw's whiskers twitch as he makes the mistake of looking behind him to reject taking on the chores. Two full on warriors charging him, he dashes wildly around to find an opening to make back to his refuge, the apprentice den. But in his panic, he scrambles to the edge of the clearing and corners himself, yet in realizing that, he boldly tries to slip right past both Briarwish and Nettleclaw.

[Charmer]

"Well my mentor's alwase busy so I haven't really done much.I guess you could say I just watch the other apprintices and try to learn like that." She chuckled.She grabbed the mole after she finished and sit it down,but didn't start eating.

Cherrypaw nodded. "Warriors are busy these days. Especially with prey getting more scarce since the twolegs started making all that noise. Tigerdawn hasn't had as much time for training either. I'd be happy to show you a couple of things. I'm obviously not a warrior yet, but I might be able to help a little."

[seasalt]

Rushshade wasn't the type to be rude, he was quite nice, so even though he didn't enjoy the other being around and asking questions, he didn't tell her off or spoke rudely. He held back a sigh of nervousness and went on with blunt answers. "When I'm alone, it's quiet and... peaceful." He shifted on his paws, he felt like he was opening up too much, different emotions bubbled inside of him and he hated it. Birds sang their nightly songs in a nearby tree and Rushshade focused his attention on their sweet sound while attempting to forget about how he was feeling, and his fears about it. "There's no drama when you're alone." He knew that the she-cat most likely wouldn't understand no matter how he explained it unless he spilled out his whole life story to her, but he wasn't bothered by that fact. If she didn't understand, she'd get bored of his blunt answers and leave him be, but on the other hand, it might cause her curiosity to grow and she'd always be around to ask him questions.
Socks
Tawnystream gave a nod, her kind smile still plastered on her face. "Anyone needs peace once and a while, even me." She nodded in a slight understanding, and agreement. She herself had been shy when she was a kit, only socializing with her mother and littermate. And she had often preferred to be alone to. "Yeah, drama doesn't happen when your alone! I prefer to stay out of drama mostly, its just too troubling having to be in it. I try not to upset or hurt anyone. Don't want to be in something I don't." Her tail curled around her, she wasn't going anywhere. Well, she would when the conversation ended, or to put the bones of the shrew buried when she was done with it. Which, she wasn't. And, the tom interested her a bit. In a sense, he was kinda like her when she was a kit. Only, a different gender. And.. she wasn't very blunt when she was a kit anyways.

[Aquarius]

Stormstripe's head snapped up at the greeting. She relaxed when she saw that it was just a cat. "Good morning. Risingmoon, right?" she replied, and then sat up. "It's a beautiful morning, is it not?" she asked. Stormstripe sighed contentedly, and, sitting up, started cleaning her short, gray tabby fur.

The tom smiled and nodded. "Yes," he responded. He was partially glad the she-cat remembered her. Since ThunderClan was growing bigger everyday, it was common for some cats to not really know much about some others. He glanced around, the air still a bit chilly, but the sun was slowly rising up from the sky. "Yes, it certainly is," he agreed. Quietly he glanced at her protruded stomach. "Congratulations on kits," he purred politely.

[doghouse]

Cherrypaw watched silently as the little kit tried to copy the motions of the trick with some success. "You're doing really good. It took me a while to get it, and to be honest, growing bigger paws helped," she said with a smile, showing her creamy-white paw. "The trick is starting out with small enough stones, and practice. Then once you've got that, it's more about distraction. If I just tap the pebble, it's easier to watch what happened," as she spoke, she slowly and deliberately picked up the peddle with her paw, and lifted it so that Ravelledkit could see it wedged in the webbing. Slowly, she brought her paw back down. "But if I do it fast," she said suddenly, swatting the ground with her paw, "you don't have time to really think about my paw, because you're focused on the pebble." Cherrypaw sat up and glanced around the clearing. "Let's see here... ah!" she exclaimed, and reached to her side, nudging an empty acorn cap in front of her. "This should work better for you. It's lighter and has a nifty top part to grab on to," she explained.
Ravelledkit beamed up at her as she praised him, his eyes bright with happiness. He already considered Cherrypaw a friend, and he so glad that he'd met her. This is great! I can't wait to show Burnetkit and see what she thinks! He thought happily, purring at the thought. And Robinfur, too! He added, thinking of his mother. He wondered if Cherrypaw had any family, and wished that his best friend was here to help him get the question across. He turned his attention back to what Cherrypaw was telling him, listening intently and hanging on her ever word with wide eyed wonder and Hus ears pricked forwards so he didn't miss a thing, his small and somewhat frail form leaning forwards, and he nodded eagerly. I get it! He though happily, bouncing up suddenly with surprising speed for a kit so small and delicately snatched up the acorn cap, which was lighter and easier to hold, much to Rav's delight. He quickly preformed the trick, though the acorn cap was still visible in his paw, all he needed was a little practice and.... Yes! I can do it! I just have to figure out how to hide the acorn cap better....

[Charmer]

Ravelledkit beamed up at her as she praised him, his eyes bright with happiness. He already considered Cherrypaw a friend, and he so glad that he'd met her. This is great! I can't wait to show Burnetkit and see what she thinks! He thought happily, purring at the thought. And Robinfur, too! He added, thinking of his mother. He wondered if Cherrypaw had any family, and wished that his best friend was here to help him get the question across. He turned his attention back to what Cherrypaw was telling him, listening intently and hanging on her ever word with wide eyed wonder and Hus ears pricked forwards so he didn't miss a thing, his small and somewhat frail form leaning forwards, and he nodded eagerly. I get it! He though happily, bouncing up suddenly with surprising speed for a kit so small and delicately snatched up the acorn cap, which was lighter and easier to hold, much to Rav's delight. He quickly preformed the trick, though the acorn cap was still visible in his paw, all he needed was a little practice and.... Yes! I can do it! I just have to figure out how to hide the acorn cap better....

"Very very good!" Cherrypaw exclaimed, delighted at how Ravelledkit had been able to manage the acorn cap. "You're a natural. Here's another tip. Remember when I sat up when I did the trick for you the first time? That's when I shifted the pebble underneath me." Cherrypaw took her paw, still holding the pebble and ran through the motion one more time, going from a crouch where she had been to swat at the stone to a sit, shifting her front paw under her body to lift her weight. She showed her empty paw. "It looks like it vanished. But really..." the little she-cat stood up and took a step back. There was the pebble, no longer tucked beneath her body. "My mother showed me this trick a long time ago..." Cherrypaw's blue eyes clouded over with a stale sadness. "She's with Starclan now. My sister too," she explained, a wan smile on her lips.

[Static]

Cherrypaw nodded. "Warriors are busy these days. Especially with prey getting more scarce since the twolegs started making all that noise. Tigerdawn hasn't had as much time for training either. I'd be happy to show you a couple of things. I'm obviously not a warrior yet, but I might be able to help a little."
Bravepaw nodded." Ok.that would be great.thanks." she said.'I hope we don't get any monsters like in those nursery stories.' she thought,while thinking of what one would look like.

[Charmer]

Bravepaw nodded." Ok.that would be great.thanks." she said.'I hope we don't get any monsters like in those nursery stories.' she thought,while thinking of what one would look like.

Cherrypaw nodded and then began digging into her mouse. Between mouthfuls, she licked her lips clean and meowed, "I'm glad we got this chance to talk. I't not everyday someone new comes along in the apprentice den."

[Static]

Cherrypaw nodded and then began digging into her mouse. Between mouthfuls, she licked her lips clean and meowed, "I'm glad we got this chance to talk. I't not everyday someone new comes along in the apprentice den."
Bravepaw started eating her mole.When she swallowed what she had,she nodded." Your the first one to actually talk really.I guess I'm still just a new apprintice." She said.

[lone]

Vireokit turned away from the feline, anger bubbling. Sure he was being accusational, but he was angry. He didn't care. He didn't care in the least what this feline was actually like. Obviously she was stuck up and rather opinionated, but did he care to know how she felt? No. He whipped around as she turned his accusations back on him. "Well, maybe I am one of those cats. But who do you care? Did you ever stop to think that I'm a kit. That's all every one sees me as. I have to find a way to defend myself somehow. When no one respects you, no one truly stops to listen to you, no one seems to care, you have to find a way to stand out. You have to find a way to make yourself memorable." He snarled. "If you spent day after day with everyone treating you like some little know-nothing kit, how would you feel? " he turned back around, facing away from Kestrelpaw. He didn't want the she cat to see the blatant frustration on his face. He didn't want to see her either. "Look, I don't care what you think of me. Or if you think what I'm doing is wrong or 'petty and childish'. Okay? I have my reasons for being who I am, as I'm sure you have your reasons for being who ever the heck you are. All I'm trying to do is find a voice when it seems no one sees me enough to have one."

Kestrelpaw got that. She understood that. But for real, was he seriously going to whine about it? She remembered feeling similarly when she was young, and she could definitely remember the injustice she had felt at not being respected and treated as though she were intelligent. Her thoughts didn't matter. That's why she had liked Aime'Storm so much, because he had been a cat who treated her as though she actually mattered. Like her thoughts and ideas mattered, and even when she was a kit, she was treated as an equal. "I was treated like that. And I do remember. But if you want respect, don't whine about it - do something about it. Act mature and maybe, someone will give you the respect you think you deserve." Kestrelpaw knew that respect was something that was earned. And she was happy to give him the respect he thought he deserved, if only he was willing to calm down. "You will. You need to be patient." This time, she took on a little more of a mature and calm tone. One that held more intelligence rather then just assuming that Vireokit was old enough to be ranted at like that. Kestrelpaw wasn't sure whether he was ready to be treated as an equal or not, and if he was, he had a funny way of showing it. Still - perhaps because he did remind her of... well, her, in some ways... Kestrelpaw somewhat was determined to "fix him." To make him understand. She had always been mature for her age, and never really into playing - it had always been conversations that she had desired - and it Vireokit might be the same way. If he was, then the sandy feline could truly help him. But until she could get a better sense of who he was, there would be nothing that she could say or do.

[Charmer]

Bravepaw started eating her mole.When she swallowed what she had,she nodded." Your the first one to actually talk really.I guess I'm still just a new apprintice." She said.

Cherrypaw nodded. She wasn't particularly surprised to hear that Bravepaw hadn't been approached by other apprentices. Cherrypaw hadn't felt like she'd received the warmest welcome either. "It's hard when you're new. The only apprentice who seemed to want anything to do with me for two moons was Sunpaw..." Cherrypaw said no more on that topic. She wasn't sure if Bravepaw had noticed how Sunpaw would pick on Cherrypaw any chance he got. Not in a fun way either. Sunpaw was mean. Cherrypaw sometimes dreaded going to the apprentice den out of fear of running into the tom. "I tended to make friends with the younger warriors instead. And the kits," Cherrypaw shot a loving glance in the direction of the nursery. "I love the kits."

[Static]

Cherrypaw nodded. She wasn't particularly surprised to hear that Bravepaw hadn't been approached by other apprentices. Cherrypaw hadn't felt like she'd received the warmest welcome either. "It's hard when you're new. The only apprentice who seemed to want anything to do with me for two moons was Sunpaw..." Cherrypaw said no more on that topic. She wasn't sure if Bravepaw had noticed how Sunpaw would pick on Cherrypaw any chance he got. Not in a fun way either. Sunpaw was mean. Cherrypaw sometimes dreaded going to the apprentice den out of fear of running into the tom. "I tended to make friends with the younger warriors instead. And the kits," Cherrypaw shot a loving glance in the direction of the nursery. "I love the kits."
Bravepaw smiled and nodded." The kits like apprintices alot.I rember when I was a kit,the apprintices use to teach us stuff." She said."So do you want to start on that practice?" She asked,noticing the conversation dying down a little.Her file was finished and she couldn't think of a way to keep the conversation going,so this could be a good chance to get to know the cat better.

[Charmer]

Bravepaw smiled and nodded." The kits like apprintices alot.I rember when I was a kit,the apprintices use to teach us stuff." She said."So do you want to start on that practice?" She asked,noticing the conversation dying down a little.Her file was finished and she couldn't think of a way to keep the conversation going,so this could be a good chance to get to know the cat better.

"Sure we can do that," Cherrypaw said, swallowing her last bite. "Anything you want to work on in particular?

[Static]

"Sure we can do that," Cherrypaw said, swallowing her last bite. "Anything you want to work on in particular?
"Hunting is what I really need to work on.Besides that,we can just do whatever." Bravepaw said,arching her back in a stretch.

[Charmer]

"Hunting is what I really need to work on.Besides that,we can just do whatever." Bravepaw said,arching her back in a stretch.

Cherrypaw glanced at the entrance to camp apprehensively. Her mentor wasn't up yet, but she had hoped to stay nearby so that she'd be available when Tigerdawn was ready. "Uh, I think I'd better stay where my mentor can find me," Cherrypaw said apologetically. "But if we go just outside the camp, we could do a little battle move practice. Nothing big, but just some simple moves."

[Static]

Cherrypaw glanced at the entrance to camp apprehensively. Her mentor wasn't up yet, but she had hoped to stay nearby so that she'd be available when Tigerdawn was ready. "Uh, I think I'd better stay where my mentor can find me," Cherrypaw said apologetically. "But if we go just outside the camp, we could do a little battle move practice. Nothing big, but just some simple moves."
Bravepaw nodded." That's fine by me.You lead the way." She said smiling.
(Writers block)

[Foggy22]

The tom smiled and nodded. "Yes," he responded. He was partially glad the she-cat remembered her. Since ThunderClan was growing bigger everyday, it was common for some cats to not really know much about some others. He glanced around, the air still a bit chilly, but the sun was slowly rising up from the sky. "Yes, it certainly is," he agreed. Quietly he glanced at her protruded stomach. "Congratulations on kits," he purred politely.

Stormstripe smiled. "Thank you," she replied, slightly purring at the idea of the kits being born soon. "They should be due any time now. If only their father was still alive to have seen them..." she trailed off sadly.
(Sorry it's so short, I had to go)

[wolfie]

Owlstone laughed,"Oh I do!" She chuckled holding the leaf.

"Then I make you a Leaf Hero!" Copper said, yawning a little. Wind blew at his fur, with some clumps of dirt and leaves in it. He was still tired, shivering a little as the wind blew.

[RedHead]

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.




{Lightningbugkit, Ashkit, Cerisekit, & Fireflykit}
Empress Of Evil

"Ashkit. That's a fitting name!" The golden kit meowed, nodding his head to the gray tabby. As he saw Fireflykit bound off, his ears went back slightly, and he turned back to Ashkit. "Excuse the rudeness of my brother,
he... Doesn't do well with sitting still." That wasn't the exact way to explain it, but Lightningbugkit didn't know the she-cat well enough to trust her with pouring out all the information on his family to her. It's not that he was an untrustworthy cat, it's just that he thought of himself as smart. And smart was getting to know another before he just blabbed about his whole life story. The silence between the two seemed a bit awkward, and Lightningbugkit hated awkward situations. "Are there any specific games you really like that you would want to play?" He asked, flicking his tail in the air casually.

All of the sudden though, a red-furred she-kit bounded up to the two. Lightningbugkit's green eyes flicked over to her, but upon seeing her he made a full turn of his head. With her red fur glowing in the sunlight, and her eyes shining bright as she introduced herself, Lightningbugkit was slightly awestruck. Still being a young cat, he hadn't seen many different coat colors in his lifetime yet. Her full red coat was enough to make him stare for a moment. But he quickly recovered himself as she swooped her tail underneath her chin. "Uh,
yeah, hi." He said dumbly. Shaking his head, Lightningbugkit averted his gaze for a moment to glance back at Ashkit, then once more at Cerisekit. "I am Lightningbugkit." He meowed simply, his green eyes wandering over to his brother. "And yeah, I guess twins would be the way to put it?"

One thing was for sure, Lightningbugkit did not do so well when he was surprised by a glossy ginger feline.

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Foxpaw glared at Dawnpaw as he told her what she already knew. She had suspected that apprentices wouldn't get much more privileges than kits, but she could dream, right? Yeesh what an egotistical maniac, if he's going to go around being all that. Foxpaw absolutely loathed it when others thought they were better than her. Or anyone else for that matter.
"A walk would be nice. That's why we will be going for a run." She meowed, putting on a fake smile for the sake of her uncle and grandmother. If it had just been the two of them, Foxpaw would have attacked him the moment he stepped paw into her life. She could already tell she was going to hate this cat. Because she already did.

"This guy is nowhere near friend material." She mumbled as Passionblaze spoke. Loud enough for Dawnpaw to hear, but not loud enough to reach to the older cat's ears. She flicked her long, fluffy tail in Dawnpaw's face, swinging around and stalking towards the exit that led to the territory. "Keep up Dawnpaw." She meowed, then disappeared through the tunnel.

Springingsky gave her son a smile in response to his look of worry. "She'll be fine."

[Aquarius]

Stormstripe smiled. "Thank you," she replied, slightly purring at the idea of the kits being born soon. "They should be due any time now. If only their father was still alive to have seen them..." she trailed off sadly.
(Sorry it's so short, I had to go)

Risingmoon's face fell, feeling terrible for the Queen. How terrifying it must be to lose not only a mate, but a father. And a friend. He sat down next to the queen and curled his tail around himself, his face contorted with sympathy. "I'm so sorry," he told Stormstripe, wondering who the father was, and how long it had been since he died. "That must be horrendous."

[Foggy22]

Risingmoon's face fell, feeling terrible for the Queen. How terrifying it must be to lose not only a mate, but a father. And a friend. He sat down next to the queen and curled his tail around himself, his face contorted with sympathy. "I'm so sorry," he told Stormstripe, wondering who the father was, and how long it had been since he died. "That must be horrendous."

Stormstripe sighed sadly, eyes watering up slightly. "It's fine, but I miss him so much! He never even got to meet his kits, or know that he was going to be a father. I only realised that I was expecting a few days after he died." she meowed. "This is the reason I joined ThunderClan. My parents had died, and I don't see my siblings often, and now that he was dead, I had no where to go. I had heard rumours of the Clans, so I decided that joining a Clan would be the best options for me and my unborn kits." she explained. "And I was right. Here, I know that I will be fed, and every cat is kind and caring. No one has said anything mean to me, or anything like that. Although, I don't know many cats yet, but I'm sure that will change." Stormstripe looked up at Risingmoon. "So, on a happier note, what do you like to do the most in your spare time?"

[doghouse]

"Very very good!" Cherrypaw exclaimed, delighted at how Ravelledkit had been able to manage the acorn cap. "You're a natural. Here's another tip. Remember when I sat up when I did the trick for you the first time? That's when I shifted the pebble underneath me." Cherrypaw took her paw, still holding the pebble and ran through the motion one more time, going from a crouch where she had been to swat at the stone to a sit, shifting her front paw under her body to lift her weight. She showed her empty paw. "It looks like it vanished. But really..." the little she-cat stood up and took a step back. There was the pebble, no longer tucked beneath her body. "My mother showed me this trick a long time ago..." Cherrypaw's blue eyes clouded over with a stale sadness. "She's with Starclan now. My sister too," she explained, a wan smile on her lips.
Ravelledkit purred with excitement and ran in a quick little circle, humming softly and practically chasing his own tail. Then he returned to Cherrypaw and watched, intent as ever as she demonstrated, nodding half the time as if to show that he was paying attention and his eyes widened, even though he knew the trick already, it was hard not to fall for, because, especially for a kit, it was a very convincing trick indeed. He grinned a toothy grin and did as she'd instructed as best as he could, though his paws were still clumsy from lack of age and experience as he did it, so it wasn't as fluid and quick as Cherrypaw's, nor as convincing, but a close secvind, even if he did say so himself. I'll get it one day! He thought cheerfully, sweeping the acorn cap out from under himself with a swish of his tail, sending it spinning into Cherrypaw with surprising speed. He lowered his head to show he was sorry and gently licked her foreleg, that being the closest to her shoulder that he could reach, then stepped back, suddenly looking weary and subdued.

[Tundra]

Tigerdawn stood at the entrance to the warriors den. She arched her back in a long stretch as her gaze swept across the camp. Where is Cherrypaw...? She thought, then the Warrior spotted her apprentice. Ah! There she is! Tigerdawn stalked away from her den and over to Cherrypaw. She smiled at the kit and smiled, then she turned to Cherrypaw. "Hi Cherrypaw! I was wondering if you up for Patrol?" She purred kindly.
Tigerdawn sat down infront of the apprentice as she waited for a reply.

[Writers Block]

Bad Wolf Charmer

[Charmer]

Ravelledkit purred with excitement and ran in a quick little circle, humming softly and practically chasing his own tail. Then he returned to Cherrypaw and watched, intent as ever as she demonstrated, nodding half the time as if to show that he was paying attention and his eyes widened, even though he knew the trick already, it was hard not to fall for, because, especially for a kit, it was a very convincing trick indeed. He grinned a toothy grin and did as she'd instructed as best as he could, though his paws were still clumsy from lack of age and experience as he did it, so it wasn't as fluid and quick as Cherrypaw's, nor as convincing, but a close secvind, even if he did say so himself. I'll get it one day! He thought cheerfully, sweeping the acorn cap out from under himself with a swish of his tail, sending it spinning into Cherrypaw with surprising speed. He lowered his head to show he was sorry and gently licked her foreleg, that being the closest to her shoulder that he could reach, then stepped back, suddenly looking weary and subdued.

Cherrypaw snapped out of her sad revelry as she felt Ravelledkit lick her foreleg with his tiny tongue. She understood at once. "You're sweet, Ravelledkit. Thank you." The apprentice's ears suddenly peeked up as she heard Tigerdawn call for her. Her mentor approached and sat down. "I have to go, little guy. But I'll see you again soon, ok?" said Cherrypaw, touching her nose to the top of the kits head before joining her mentor.

[doghouse]

Tigerdawn stood at the entrance to the warriors den. She arched her back in a long stretch as her gaze swept across the camp. Where is Cherrypaw...? She thought, then the Warrior spotted her apprentice. Ah! There she is! Tigerdawn stalked away from her den and over to Cherrypaw. She smiled at the kit and smiled, then she turned to Cherrypaw. "Hi Cherrypaw! I was wondering if you up for Patrol?" She purred kindly.
Tigerdawn sat down infront of the apprentice as she waited for a reply.

[Writers Block]

Bad Wolf Charmer
Cherrypaw snapped out of her sad revelry as she felt Ravelledkit lick her foreleg with his tiny tongue. She understood at once. "You're sweet, Ravelledkit. Thank you." The apprentice's ears suddenly peeked up as she heard Tigerdawn call for her. Her mentor approached and sat down. "I have to go, little guy. But I'll see you again soon, ok?" said Cherrypaw, touching her nose to the top of the kits head before joining her mentor.
Ravelledkit purred and watched as a warrior started calling for Cherrypaw and nodded at her words, feeling slightly disappointed that Cherrypaw had to go, but he understood the importance of patrols and dipped his head, smiled, then turned about and raced into the nursery, collapsing in his nest and heaving a sigh. Within heartbeats, the tiny cream colored tabby tom was fast asleep, snoring gently in his nest.

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Kiwituft poked her head out of the warriors' den, the tuft of fur on her head sticking up, as it usually was, and her eyes bright. She shook scraps of moss from her long, silky red, black and white pelt, padding up to a warrior she recognized as Tigerdawn, and an apprentice who she thought to be Cherrypaw. “Did somebody say patrol?” Kiwituft asked, padding over with the lithe grace of a kittypet, which she had in fact once been, thirteen moons ago. She'd fought for ThunderClan in the battle where the evil leaders were brought down, side by side with a Clan that wasn't even hers, and rescued a ThunderClan apprentice during the fire, and had eventually joined ThunderClan, and was now a warrior. She had sacrificed a great deal to get to where she was now, risked her life countless times, and was proud if what she'd become. She dipped her head to the two and flicked her tail. “Mind if I join you two?” she asked, licking her paw and drawing it over the tufted patch of fur atop her head in a vain attempt to smooth it out, but no luck.

[Charmer]

Tigerdawn stood at the entrance to the warriors den. She arched her back in a long stretch as her gaze swept across the camp. Where is Cherrypaw...? She thought, then the Warrior spotted her apprentice. Ah! There she is! Tigerdawn stalked away from her den and over to Cherrypaw. She smiled at the kit and smiled, then she turned to Cherrypaw. "Hi Cherrypaw! I was wondering if you up for Patrol?" She purred kindly.
Tigerdawn sat down infront of the apprentice as she waited for a reply.

[Writers Block]

Bad Wolf Charmer


Ravelledkit purred and watched as a warrior started calling for Cherrypaw and nodded at her words, feeling slightly disappointed that Cherrypaw had to go, but he understood the importance of patrols and dipped his head, smiled, then turned about and raced into the nursery, collapsing in his nest and heaving a sigh. Within heartbeats, the tiny cream colored tabby tom was fast asleep, snoring gently in his nest.

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Kiwituft poked her head out of the warriors' den, the tuft of fur on her head sticking up, as it usually was, and her eyes bright. She shook scraps of moss from her long, silky red, black and white pelt, padding up to a warrior she recognized as Tigerdawn, and an apprentice who she thought to be Cherrypaw. “Did somebody say patrol?” Kiwituft asked, padding over with the lithe grace of a kittypet, which she had in fact once been, thirteen moons ago. She'd fought for ThunderClan in the battle where the evil leaders were brought down, side by side with a Clan that wasn't even hers, and rescued a ThunderClan apprentice during the fire, and had eventually joined ThunderClan, and was now a warrior. She had sacrificed a great deal to get to where she was now, risked her life countless times, and was proud if what she'd become. She dipped her head to the two and flicked her tail. “Mind if I join you two?” she asked, licking her paw and drawing it over the tufted patch of fur atop her head in a vain attempt to smooth it out, but no luck.


"Of course, Tigerdawn," Cherrypaw meowed standing at attention in front of her mentor. The ginger and white apprentice silent thanked Starclan she'd had the chance to nap earlier today. Her misadventure with Skypaw had kept her out well into the night, and she had just barely escaped Being discovered by Blazingstar. I'll have to talk with him about maybe meeting every two nights. It's hard to keep up with training with less sleep, and I think Tigerdawn is starting to notice.

(Did you RP all that stuff with Kiwituft? Because if you did, I wanna read it. It sounds awesome! She sounds like an action movie hero.

Cherrypaw looked over in surprise as Kiwituft came trotting toward the pair, asking to join them as she did a bit of grooming. Cherrypaw nodded shyly in greeting, feeling a little shy around the warrior. Cherrypaw knew who she was, of course, but had never been on a patrol with her before.

[jaymoon]

Cinderclaw walks out of the warriors den and over to the fresh kill pile picking up a mouse that was a little stale and took a bite thinking about gathering a hunting patrol
(Writers block) (open)

[Tundra]

Tigerdawn looked at Kiwituft as she approached them. "Oh, sure!" She purred. She licked her paw and drew it over her ear about once or twice, then she padded in a small circle, waiting for the others. Tigerdawn repeatedly flicked her tail, clearly growing impatient. "Is everyone ready?" She meowed as she halted in front of them. Tigerdawn sat down and gave her chest fur a couple of quick licks before looking back up at them. [I]I didn't even think of where to go... She shook her head and meowed. "So… Uh… Where are we going?" She flicked her tail. Why didn't you think of this! She scolded herself.

[So much Writers Block]

[doghouse]

"Of course, Tigerdawn," Cherrypaw meowed standing at attention in front of her mentor. The ginger and white apprentice silent thanked Starclan she'd had the chance to nap earlier today. Her misadventure with Skypaw had kept her out well into the night, and she had just barely escaped Being discovered by Blazingstar. I'll have to talk with him about maybe meeting every two nights. It's hard to keep up with training with less sleep, and I think Tigerdawn is starting to notice.

(Did you RP all that stuff with Kiwituft? Because if you did, I wanna read it. It sounds awesome! She sounds like an action movie hero.

Cherrypaw looked over in surprise as Kiwituft came trotting toward the pair, asking to join them as she did a bit of grooming. Cherrypaw nodded shyly in greeting, feeling a little shy around the warrior. Cherrypaw knew who she was, of course, but had never been on a patrol with her before.


Tigerdawn looked at Kiwituft as she approached them. "Oh, sure!" She purred. She licked her paw and drew it over her ear about once or twice, then she padded in a small circle, waiting for the others. Tigerdawn repeatedly flicked her tail, clearly growing impatient. "Is everyone ready?" She meowed as she halted in front of them. Tigerdawn sat down and gave her chest fur a couple of quick licks before looking back up at them. [I]I didn't even think of where to go... She shook her head and meowed. "So… Uh… Where are we going?" She flicked her tail. Why didn't you think of this! She scolded herself.

[So much Writers Block]
[ Yeah, it was all rped out. The battle was mostly done in pm though. Here's (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/showthread.php?t=15&page=38) the fire. Starts there and goes on for some time xD ]

Kiwituft purred happily and nodded, feeling amused rather than annoyed at Tigerdawn's impatient voice, her green hues sparking. She looked around swiftly then focused her gaze on Cherrypaw, who seemed nice, so she settled in next to the young apprentice. “How's training going?” she asked, trying to make small conversation, since she might as well get to know the two cats she was going on patrol with, being that she didn't know very many cats in ThunderClan anymore. Maplefur was missing, and had been her half brother's mate's sister, which had given her a final chance to mke peace with her half brother, but he too had gone missing. She shook her Heda and looked back at Tigerdawn, blinking. “Um... is this a hunting patrol or a border patrol?” Kiwituft asked after a moment, realizing that she had joined without even knowing, noir that it mattered for her anyways, she just needed to go on a patrol of some kind, stretch her legs a bit.

[Empress Of Evil]

(I might be using the wrong cat, I think Owlstone?)
She nodded," Yeah it is starting to cool down and soon the leaves will change. I think it's transitioning into Leaf Fall already. Atleast from what I can see from the fresh kill the prey is still plentiful. And we'll always have our warm nests that we can line with feathers." She meowed," It's fun though watching kits play in the fallen leaves that we sweep with out tails into one corner."

“Let’s just hope that Leaf-Bare will be kind on us,” Honeyvenom said, giving the she-cat a warm smile. Although she was still just a young warrior, she’d lived through bad Leaf-Bare’s before. They weren’t pleasant times, despite the fun she’d have playing in the snow. “Oh yes, I remember doing that as a kit,” Honeyvenom said, whiskers twitching in amusement. “It was fun in and amongst the fallen leaves and snow, until I caught a cold that is.”

"And this means that I sleep wherever I want too, so if you aren't happy with that, why don't you leave?" He asked. The tom glared at her, and as she asked what would happen if she died before her friends and family, he immediatly answered, coldly, which was totally different of how he normally was. "At least we'd get rid of a useless cat sooner." He mewed firmly, gazing at her, he wasn't scared at all, and even approached to show it, claws unsheated. "Idiots? At least what I say makes sense, I don't go around testing others to see if they're loyal, we're a clan." He growled, chuckling afterwards. "I guess that's none of your business, like a she-cat I know would say." He mewed, getting really close to her once more, meeting her gaze. "I have every right to insult you... After all, that's what cats that aren't friends do... And if you can't deal with that, the entrance is to your left, so I guess you can leave without any trouble." He said, claws digging the dirt under them. Buzzardpaw was actually enjoying making her mad for some reasons, he just couldn't set his paw on the exact reason.
[/CENTER]

“Well had I been awake at the time then I would’ve left straight away. And yet you don’t seem to understand that I’m not aware of what’s happening around me while I’m dreaming,” Everpaw said flatly. Slowly, the she-cat was losing the snarky tone. It wasn’t because she was giving up, she was simply growing tired of this problem. She had better things to do than be insulted by a stupid tom. The calico strongly believed that everything the tom said was wrong, and so she was growing tired of having to listen to him. His responses seemed to lower her mood, as most cats didn’t respond in this kind of way. She didn’t like it when this happened and she had the tendency to have a different response of her own. Only occasionally did Everpaw have this kind of a response to this kind of situation, and apparently, this was one of those times. "Well at least we can both be happy when we’re residing in different places,” The apprentice said coldly. The she-cat wasn’t scared or intimidated by the thought of dying. She was daring and determined after all. At his next words, Everpaw stayed quiet. She was getting sick of this. She was angry that the tom had completely ignored her angry remarks. She found it extremely rude how he didn’t acknowledge that his nosiness disturbed her and bothered her. It just wasn’t right. “Don’t you get it? It is rude to stick your nose into the business of others and poke them about it. It is rude to think that insulting me is funny. I may not care much for the feelings of others, but at least I don’t intrude on their private business. But I guess you wouldn’t understand. You don’t see things the way that I do,” Everpaw said, narrowing her eyes. He didn’t understand her, and so she would just have to put up with that. She would have to deal with it like she had with all the other cats who didn’t see things the way she did. Her secret fear of falling in love meant that she was also reluctant to make friends. Even if it was just a friendship, she knew that that could hurt her just as much as love could. She had to be careful with who she made friends with. She couldn’t afford to choose a cat who would later leave her to be alone. No one knew of her fear of friendship and love. Everyone just thought she despised love. And she was happy to keep it that way. "You're wrong about that. Do you ever see Snowstar arguing with the other leaders at the gathering? No. Because even though she isn't their friend, and while she may not like them all, she still strives to respect them enough to not intrude on their private business and be rude!" Everpaw meowed. She wasn't very good at this kind of stuff, since she barely socialised, but she knew enough. "Finally…. Yeah thanks, I’ll be on my way now,” Everpaw said, letting out a loud sigh of relief and acting as if the tom wasn’t there. She was glad that she could finally get away and do something productive. She whipped around and bounded off happily in the direction of the camp entrance. “Thank StarClan I can finally get away from that loser,” She muttered, letting a small broaden on her maw as she left the camp.

[Aquarius]

Stormstripe sighed sadly, eyes watering up slightly. "It's fine, but I miss him so much! He never even got to meet his kits, or know that he was going to be a father. I only realised that I was expecting a few days after he died." she meowed. "This is the reason I joined ThunderClan. My parents had died, and I don't see my siblings often, and now that he was dead, I had no where to go. I had heard rumours of the Clans, so I decided that joining a Clan would be the best options for me and my unborn kits." she explained. "And I was right. Here, I know that I will be fed, and every cat is kind and caring. No one has said anything mean to me, or anything like that. Although, I don't know many cats yet, but I'm sure that will change." Stormstripe looked up at Risingmoon. "So, on a happier note, what do you like to do the most in your spare time?"

"I'm so sorry for his loss," Risingmoon said politely, dipping his head. When she mentioned that she had heard of the Clans, the tom wondered where Stormstripe had come from before. Deciding not to press the matter, he heard her change the subject. He subtly tipped his head to the side in thought. "Hm. I never really thought about that before," he conceded, smiling a bit. "I guess i like talking to random cats," he finally told her, with a mrow of amusement. It was true, anyways. "What about you?" He asked in return.

[lone]

A Maine Coon stepped into the clearing, thick fur gleaming in the sunlight as he did so. The weather was still warm, and Ottertail was beginning to almost wish for leaf-fall to come. Or leaf-bare, at least the weather was cooler and his pelt did him some good. Being a larger cat, sometimes the Maine Coon looked the smallest bit intimidating - but all it took to erase fear of him was one smile or laugh from the tom. He hadn't lost his playful spark - not yet, anyways. Some cats just never lost that one thing, and Ottertail was one of them. Settling down in a corner of the clearing where some shade was, the thick-furred feline took a glance around. His green optics sparked with minor interest as they landed on each one of his clanmates. Even as a kit, the tom remembered others being somewhat scared of him - afraid that he would hurt them or something ridiculous along those lines. But, of course, there were also those cats who were about his same size (his siblings, and some of the other Maine Coones in the nursery) who had made him feel a lot better about his own larger body. Stretching out, the feline's head and paws were once again pushed into the sun (though he was already hot, despite the area being shady) and he could feel them heating up more. If only he were smaller, he could fit in one of the small holes in the bushes. Kits used to do that to escape the heat, or especially small warriors - depending on just how claustrophobic they were. But Ottertail had never been able to do that... he'd always escaped to the dens. But, he didn't really feel like spending the heat of the day shut up in a den, and he really did need to go do something - he'd already hunted that morning, getting up early before the real heat hit, so at least he hadn't been sitting around and sleeping all day long.

Suspiciousmindz

[Charmer]

Tigerdawn looked at Kiwituft as she approached them. "Oh, sure!" She purred. She licked her paw and drew it over her ear about once or twice, then she padded in a small circle, waiting for the others. Tigerdawn repeatedly flicked her tail, clearly growing impatient. "Is everyone ready?" She meowed as she halted in front of them. Tigerdawn sat down and gave her chest fur a couple of quick licks before looking back up at them. [I]I didn't even think of where to go... She shook her head and meowed. "So… Uh… Where are we going?" She flicked her tail. Why didn't you think of this! She scolded herself.

[So much Writers Block]


[ Yeah, it was all rped out. The battle was mostly done in pm though. Here's (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/showthread.php?t=15&page=38) the fire. Starts there and goes on for some time xD ]

Kiwituft purred happily and nodded, feeling amused rather than annoyed at Tigerdawn's impatient voice, her green hues sparking. She looked around swiftly then focused her gaze on Cherrypaw, who seemed nice, so she settled in next to the young apprentice. “How's training going?” she asked, trying to make small conversation, since she might as well get to know the two cats she was going on patrol with, being that she didn't know very many cats in ThunderClan anymore. Maplefur was missing, and had been her half brother's mate's sister, which had given her a final chance to mke peace with her half brother, but he too had gone missing. She shook her Heda and looked back at Tigerdawn, blinking. “Um... is this a hunting patrol or a border patrol?” Kiwituft asked after a moment, realizing that she had joined without even knowing, noir that it mattered for her anyways, she just needed to go on a patrol of some kind, stretch her legs a bit.

"Training is going fine," Cherrypaw said, unsure of what else to say and frankly a little distracted by Tigerdawn's movement. She looked at the meager freshkill pile and her stomach rumbled. "I hope hunting patrol," Cherrypaw meowed in answer to Kiwituft's question, "though ever since those two legs started making all that noise, we've hardly seen any prey around." Cherrypaw looked toward her mentor, "Has Snowstar said anything about the lack of prey," she asked Tigerdawn hopefully. Maybe her mentor had heard of their leader suggesting different places in the territory to hunt, or to look out for specific prey.

[Tundra]

Tigerdawn glanced at the sky. "Hunting." She meowed, answering Kiwituft's question before turning to Cherrypaw. "I'd think so." Tigerdawn sighed. "I've been sleeping for most of the day… So I may have missed meeting and stuff… Anyways, i'm ready when you guys are." The warrior sat down. Maybe we could try the WinClan border… She thought.
Bad Wolf

[Starfall]

Celestial
fenic!
The Eye Of The Storm
Spirit

The white tom spotted his mother and sister slip into the medicine cat den, his own curiosity to go see the inside of the den bubbled inside of him, but he hesitated, he knew better. One by one he watched his brothers and sisters pile into the den that stunk of herbs, and finally his paws started moving, dragging him in the direction of the den, in the direction of his family. The kit knew that his mother didn't really like them, she barely hung around them, and whenever she was around him and his siblings she always had a snarl in her face and hatred and annoyance in her eyes. Stonekit slunk into the den and sat himself down right next to his mother, looking up at Hernandez for a few seconds before he returned his attention back to where her own blue gaze was fixated. The Tokinese feline wrapped his tail around his paws and sat perfectly still, the perfect posture, he learned at a younger age that if he took one step out of line his mother would snap at not only him, but his siblings, and he didn't really want that, especially since they were visiting their uncle. After a few seconds passed the young tom looked up at his mother, remembering just how alike they looked, and cocked his head to the side "Mommy...what are we doing here?" he asked as politely as possible, his tail tip flicked back and fourth as he awaited and answer. "You're not sick are you mommy? If you are I can make it better." he stated, hoping that Raincloud really wasn't sick.

[Foggy22]

"I'm so sorry for his loss," Risingmoon said politely, dipping his head. When she mentioned that she had heard of the Clans, the tom wondered where Stormstripe had come from before. Deciding not to press the matter, he heard her change the subject. He subtly tipped his head to the side in thought. "Hm. I never really thought about that before," he conceded, smiling a bit. "I guess i like talking to random cats," he finally told her, with a mrow of amusement. It was true, anyways. "What about you?" He asked in return.

Stormstripe purred slightly with amusement. "Come to think of it, I don't know what I usually do. Before I joined the clans...well, I can't really remember what I did in my spare time, as I always had spare time." she paused, thinking. "And seeing as I was expecting when I joined ThunderClan, I made my den in the nursery, where I don't really do much. I can't really do much with this,"she meowed, indicating at her swollen belly. "Sometimes, it kind of annoys me that I can't do anything. But as soon as these kits will be old enough to eat fresh-kill, I'll start hunting, especially on trees. I love climbing. That's also partially why I wanted to join ThunderClan, because of all the trees."

[Mango]

"Then I make you a Leaf Hero!" Copper said, yawning a little. Wind blew at his fur, with some clumps of dirt and leaves in it. He was still tired, shivering a little as the wind blew.
(Luna requested an injury change as the original one was unrealistic she now is like Briarlight.)
Owlstone purred," Alright then."

[Mango]

“Let’s just hope that Leaf-Bare will be kind on us,” Honeyvenom said, giving the she-cat a warm smile. Although she was still just a young warrior, she’d lived through bad Leaf-Bare’s before. They weren’t pleasant times, despite the fun she’d have playing in the snow. “Oh yes, I remember doing that as a kit,” Honeyvenom said, whiskers twitching in amusement. “It was fun in and amongst the fallen leaves and snow, until I caught a cold that is.”



“Well had I been awake at the time then I would’ve left straight away. And yet you don’t seem to understand that I’m not aware of what’s happening around me while I’m dreaming,” Everpaw said flatly. Slowly, the she-cat was losing the snarky tone. It wasn’t because she was giving up, she was simply growing tired of this problem. She had better things to do than be insulted by a stupid tom. The calico strongly believed that everything the tom said was wrong, and so she was growing tired of having to listen to him. His responses seemed to lower her mood, as most cats didn’t respond in this kind of way. She didn’t like it when this happened and she had the tendency to have a different response of her own. Only occasionally did Everpaw have this kind of a response to this kind of situation, and apparently, this was one of those times. "Well at least we can both be happy when we’re residing in different places,” The apprentice said coldly. The she-cat wasn’t scared or intimidated by the thought of dying. She was daring and determined after all. At his next words, Everpaw stayed quiet. She was getting sick of this. She was angry that the tom had completely ignored her angry remarks. She found it extremely rude how he didn’t acknowledge that his nosiness disturbed her and bothered her. It just wasn’t right. “Don’t you get it? It is rude to stick your nose into the business of others and poke them about it. It is rude to think that insulting me is funny. I may not care much for the feelings of others, but at least I don’t intrude on their private business. But I guess you wouldn’t understand. You don’t see things the way that I do,” Everpaw said, narrowing her eyes. He didn’t understand her, and so she would just have to put up with that. She would have to deal with it like she had with all the other cats who didn’t see things the way she did. Her secret fear of falling in love meant that she was also reluctant to make friends. Even if it was just a friendship, she knew that that could hurt her just as much as love could. She had to be careful with who she made friends with. She couldn’t afford to choose a cat who would later leave her to be alone. No one knew of her fear of friendship and love. Everyone just thought she despised love. And she was happy to keep it that way. "You're wrong about that. Do you ever see Snowstar arguing with the other leaders at the gathering? No. Because even though she isn't their friend, and while she may not like them all, she still strives to respect them enough to not intrude on their private business and be rude!" Everpaw meowed. She wasn't very good at this kind of stuff, since she barely socialised, but she knew enough. "Finally…. Yeah thanks, I’ll be on my way now,” Everpaw said, letting out a loud sigh of relief and acting as if the tom wasn’t there. She was glad that she could finally get away and do something productive. She whipped around and bounded off happily in the direction of the camp entrance. “Thank StarClan I can finally get away from that loser,” She muttered, letting a small broaden on her maw as she left the camp.

Owlstone nodded," there's less prey on the fresh kill pile I've noticed and it seems the two legs are expanding the thunderpath. And yes I loved chasing leaves a kit." She meowed.

[doghouse]

"Training is going fine," Cherrypaw said, unsure of what else to say and frankly a little distracted by Tigerdawn's movement. She looked at the meager freshkill pile and her stomach rumbled. "I hope hunting patrol," Cherrypaw meowed in answer to Kiwituft's question, "though ever since those two legs started making all that noise, we've hardly seen any prey around." Cherrypaw looked toward her mentor, "Has Snowstar said anything about the lack of prey," she asked Tigerdawn hopefully. Maybe her mentor had heard of their leader suggesting different places in the territory to hunt, or to look out for specific prey.
Tigerdawn glanced at the sky. "Hunting." She meowed, answering Kiwituft's question before turning to Cherrypaw. "I'd think so." Tigerdawn sighed. "I've been sleeping for most of the day… So I may have missed meeting and stuff… Anyways, i'm ready when you guys are." The warrior sat down. Maybe we could try the WinClan border… She thought.
Bad Wolf
Kiwituft listened, not for the first time wishing that she had an apprentice of her own, but was still a fairly young warrior, and she had to be patient. After all, there was plenty of time for that. She smiled and nodded. “Hunting sounds great!” the large calico purred, green eye flashing as he stopped beside the exit to camp, feeling the familiar ground beneath her paws. Once, it and been so alien to her, but now, she couldn't imagine ever wanting to leave ThunderClan. “I was out on dawn patrol and stayed behind to be alone for a bit, so I missed anything as well,” Kiwituft added, looking over her shoulder at the other two. “I'm ready. You, Cherrypaw?”

[AlderWing]

(I just signed up and was wondering if someone would be kind enough to show me the ropes of this sight and tell me what's currently going on in thunder clan. )

[RedHead]

Flashpaw lounged by the apprentices' den, golden eyes closed as he soaked up the sunshine. His tail tip flicking was the only indication that the tom was even awake. The warm rays of the sun reflected off of his sleek dark amber fur, making his tiger-like stripes stand out in contrast. A lazy yawn parted his jaws and he licked his chops, wondering if he should find something to eat or not. He didn't know where his friends were, but he figured they must be busy. Usually, the tight-knit friend group spent every spare moment together, but apprentice duties kept them all busy. All except for Aspenkit, who was a moon younger than the rest of them. Her apprentice ceremony was coming, though, and she'd have her seven friends to welcome her into the apprentice's den.


A buzzing by his ear made Flashpaw flick it and he opened a single sun-colored eye to cast a bored glance around the clearing. The bengal was about to close his eye once more, but he caught a shifting in the shadows. Lifting his head with interest, Flashpaw could make out the form of Breezepaw, recognizing the lighter marbled pelt of his brother. What's he up to? Flashpaw wondered, following the other apprentice with his eyes. A quiet purr of amusement rumbled in the young tom's chest as he watched Breezepaw duck under a bush, tail sticking out. It was just too tantalizing to resist. A smirk on his face, Flashpaw fluidly rose to his paws, slipping into the shadows around the edges of the camp. Like his brother, he had a tic that showed when he was up to something. Instead of waving his tail, however, he flicked the tip of it. Actually, the tic wasn't a very useful for determining what Flashpaw was up to, since he flicked his tail tip when he was doing just about anything.



The bengal prowled through the shadows, almost resembling his namesake. Being a new apprentice, his muscles were still on the smaller side, as was his technique. However, Flashpaw had a natural talent. This tended to make him lazy and get him into trouble during training, but it made sneaking up on his friends more fun. As Flashpaw neared the bush, he sank into a flawed but suitable hunting crouch. Mischief shone in his eyes as he sneaked forward and leapt! He was flying through the air, sheathed paws aimed at his brothers tail as it stuck out of the bush.



Beau RedHead

A soft pink tongue gently rasped itself over a beautiful patterned pelt. The pelt and tongue belonged to, you guessed it, Aspenkit! She happened to care a lot about how she looked. Oh, and in case you weren't aware, a lot means a lot. She cares a lot about the ways she looks. If I don't groom myself well enough, I won't be ready for my warrior ceremony! And if I'm not ready for that... Aspenkit's thoughts whirled around in her head. Making it difficult for her to groom herself at the precise manner she always did. "Curse my thoughts!" she growled out loud, shaking herself with such intensity her mind cleared. Now she could focus on one thing. She could focus on grooming. The thing she should be doing at the moment. Obviously! The molly couldn't understand why cats didn't take time grooming. It was important to look your best! Everyone should! Even as a kit, when kits didn't protest if their fur was licked the wrong way, Aspenkit had. She had thrashed around like crazy, trying to get away from the very annoying thing that kept moving her fur the wrong way. It had been very annoying. At least now she could groom herself so no one else had to do it for her. Oh, and then there was another thought. Apprentices got very dirty didn't they? That was bad! What if she got too dirty? That was terrible!

But then, you could always look on the bright side. Her friends, Breezepaw, Pumpkinpaw, Shellpaw, Featherpaw, Flashpaw, and Wolfpaw had been her friends through kithood. But since she was a moon younger than them, she had been separated kind of. Of course in only a moon she would be with them, which was very fun. All the trouble they would cause... playing together like old times! It would be old times.. but in the new times.. if that made sense. It did kind of to Aspenkit, as she was the one who was thinking about it. Swinging her gaze around as she thought, her foresty hues caught on to familiar figures. Breezepaw and Flashpaw. She had been thinking about them, and there they were!

By the looks of it causing trouble to. Great! she instantly stopped grooming. To Aspenkit, troublemaking was better than grooming. Yes, better. Of course you needed to be clean to stir up trouble, but she had half groomed herself and that was perfectly fine for her. She was bubbling with excitment. Seeing Flashpaw pounce, Aspenkit smirked. In a second she was behind him, and was leaping on top of the tom.


Beau RedHead Mystical SpiralWhirl [think that's it ! ]

The familiar, agile build of Pumpkinpaw could be seen basking in the warm pools of daylight just in the central area of the clearing. Her fiery-orange pelt was illuminated to that of a bright amber underneath the golden rays, which made the she-cat stand out more than she particularly wished for. Her eyes were shut, or even closed partly, merely to avoid the sheer brilliance of the sunny day, with thick lashes almost covering the entirety of her view. She was extremely relaxed, as evident by the slight smile upon her face, and her calm and collected demeanour. Not a single muscle on her body was poised, with auds flicking lazily, and her banner fluctuating across the loose soil below it.

Shallow breaths climbed out from her frame, all following each other out like it was a game of 'follow the leader'. With this, a frequent rising and falling of her chest could be viewed, and a faint rumbling of purrs played out from her vocal chords. The female was, quite simply, enjoying her small sunbathing session.
However short it lasted.

Taking a hesitant inhale of crisp, fresh air, Pumpkinpaw forced her lids to part. Stormy green pools observed what remnants of clan-life there was before her. The usual mewling of kits as they tumbled about around the paws of older, more experienced felines. Soft raspings of tongues against fur, and quiet, yet heart-felt chuckles. These were only a few things that she could view, just before the movements of other cats swamped her attention.

Ahh, the crew seemed to be at it again. Breezepaw and Flashpaw were obviously up to no good, with Aspenkit joining in on the fun a couple of moments after. No one else seemed to catch the ginger she-cat's sight, and so, she raised herself onto all-fours and swayed over towards the trio. A heavy sigh emitted from her lips, whilst her immediate reaction was to ensconce herself onto the grit-like terrain once more. Which, in fact, did happen. She then continued to watch her friends, whilst adding a few giggles here and there in reaction.



Beau mompaws RedHead Mystical

The young apprentice prowled through the shadows, only seeing his bright golden eyes. If it hadn't been his eyes, you couldn't really see him. Wolfpaw, the apprentice name watched his friends with little interest. He hang with the crew or Webpaw, the only thing he share in common was tricks. How were they even friends? Who knew.

Coming out of a shadows, he scan the camp. Locking on any that could be a trick, but took little interest. He sigh in disappointment, closing his eyes for a brief moment. Opening them, Wolfpaw stretched. It's nothing to do, nothing fun at least. He was the largest in the group, even with being close to their age or even their age. He stuck to his name, but that was what he feared.

Wolfpaw shivered at the thought, putting on a fake smile and discarding any emotion in his eyes, padding to the fresh-kill. He grabbed a vole, chewing slowly and watched his friends. He'll join in sooner or later, mostly out of his boredom. Unsheathing his claws, he dug them into the earth and brought dirt up. His bushy tail lashed, almost floating away from the world and into thoughts.

I wonder when training, hopefully Flashpaw got some good tricks this time. Guess I'll be stuck with ticks and bedding, I mean I don't like it but I don't exactly dislike it. The stories are good, as long they aren't too boring or I already heard them.

He soon was back in the world, blinking to see a warrior looking at him. Had he did something wrong. Seeing he had flung some dirt at a warrior while he was thinking, Wolfpaw dipped his head in respect. " Sorry, I zoomed out and didn't mean to fling any dirt at you," He said. The warrior nodded before walking away.

Beau mompaws RedHead Mystical SpiralWhirl

A dark, blue-grey shape slipped into the camp, green eyes narrowed and tail tip twitching. They turned their head and scanned the clearing, amused to see Flashpaw and Breezepaw messing around with Aspenkit. Pumpkinpaw seemed to be watching them. This blue-grey cat, Bluepaw, named for his rare coat colour, looked around for his other friends.

He noticed Wolfpaw nearby and frowned thoughtfully. He could go join in the tussle with Flashpaw, Breezepaw and Aspenkit; go and watch with Pumpkinpaw; or go up to Wolfpaw. Bluepaw had just come back from a failed hunting mission and didn't feel much like talking to or fighting with anyone, even if it was just play. Still sour about the fat mouse that had just barely evaded his claws, the apprentice began to pad across the clearing to his friends.

He settled down beside Pumpkinpaw, wrapping his silver-tipped tail his paws, green eyes narrowing slightly against the gentle breeze flowing through the camp. He glanced over at his friend and meowed, "Have they been at it for long?" The sturdy tom's calm emerald eyes followed his clanmates as they tussled, apprentices and kit. He allowed himself a small smile as he remembered just why his loved his Clan.


He may not be the best at stalking or creeping around, but Breezepaw sure did have exceptional ears. Ears that constantly flicked around, gathering up every little piece of information and listening in on every conversation. And his amazing memory worked well with his great hearing, he was able to remember it all. From the tiniest detail, to the most intricate story. But that was not all Breezepaw's eas were good for. When you had a brother like Flashpaw, you needed good ears. To avoid him that is.
And that is exactly what Breezepaw was doing. As he was scanning for trouble to cause, he heard pawsteps behind him. They were faint and light, but as they got closer, Breezepaw recognized the stealthy gait of his brother. He continued what he was doing, seeming like he hadn't noticed Flashpaw at all. The pawsteps came closer, and closer... "3, 2, 1." Breezepaw ducked, feeling the rush of air as his brother sailed over his head.
Smirking, Breezepaw sat up once more, his dark hues glittering with pleasure at the fact that he had just outsmarted his brother. "Haha and that's now one for--" Breezepaw was knocked in the head as yet another cat had pounced towards him, yet this once succeeding. Breezepaw had been so focused on his brother's pawsteps that he hadn't heard Aspenkit come up. Which was a big mistake on his part, as he had just gotten smacked in the head and knocked to the ground due to her. Breezepaw lay on the ground, his vision blurry and unfocused. "How about 25 out of 30?" He meowed, shaking his head to clear it as he sat up, rubbing a paw on the side of his head where it had hit the ground. "Sound fair?"

[dionysus]

Originally Posted by Mystical http://www.warriorcatsonline.com/forums/images/buttons/viewpost.gif (http://www.warriorcatsonline.com/forums/showthread.php?p=372695#post372695)

@Beau (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=114) @RedHead (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=40)

A soft pink tongue gently rasped itself over a beautiful patterned pelt. The pelt and tongue belonged to, you guessed it, Aspenkit! She happened to care a lot about how she looked. Oh, and in case you weren't aware, a lot means a lot. She cares a lot about the ways she looks. If I don't groom myself well enough, I won't be ready for my warrior ceremony! And if I'm not ready for that... Aspenkit's thoughts whirled around in her head. Making it difficult for her to groom herself at the precise manner she always did. "Curse my thoughts!" she growled out loud, shaking herself with such intensity her mind cleared. Now she could focus on one thing. She could focus on grooming. The thing she should be doing at the moment. Obviously! The molly couldn't understand why cats didn't take time grooming. It was important to look your best! Everyone should! Even as a kit, when kits didn't protest if their fur was licked the wrong way, Aspenkit had. She had thrashed around like crazy, trying to get away from the very annoying thing that kept moving her fur the wrong way. It had been very annoying. At least now she could groom herself so no one else had to do it for her. Oh, and then there was another thought. Apprentices got very dirty didn't they? That was bad! What if she got too dirty? That was terrible!

But then, you could always look on the bright side. Her friends, Breezepaw, Pumpkinpaw, Shellpaw, Featherpaw, Flashpaw, and Wolfpaw had been her friends through kithood. But since she was a moon younger than them, she had been separated kind of. Of course in only a moon she would be with them, which was very fun. All the trouble they would cause... playing together like old times! It would be old times.. but in the new times.. if that made sense. It did kind of to Aspenkit, as she was the one who was thinking about it. Swinging her gaze around as she thought, her foresty hues caught on to familiar figures. Breezepaw and Flashpaw. She had been thinking about them, and there they were!

By the looks of it causing trouble to. Great! she instantly stopped grooming. To Aspenkit, troublemaking was better than grooming. Yes, better. Of course you needed to be clean to stir up trouble, but she had half groomed herself and that was perfectly fine for her. She was bubbling with excitment. Seeing Flashpaw pounce, Aspenkit smirked. In a second she was behind him, and was leaping on top of the tom.

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The familiar, agile build of Pumpkinpaw could be seen basking in the warm pools of daylight just in the central area of the clearing. Her fiery-orange pelt was illuminated to that of a bright amber underneath the golden rays, which made the she-cat stand out more than she particularly wished for. Her eyes were shut, or even closed partly, merely to avoid the sheer brilliance of the sunny day, with thick lashes almost covering the entirety of her view. She was extremely relaxed, as evident by the slight smile upon her face, and her calm and collected demeanour. Not a single muscle on her body was poised, with auds flicking lazily, and her banner fluctuating across the loose soil below it.

Shallow breaths climbed out from her frame, all following each other out like it was a game of 'follow the leader'. With this, a frequent rising and falling of her chest could be viewed, and a faint rumbling of purrs played out from her vocal chords. The female was, quite simply, enjoying her small sunbathing session.
However short it lasted.

Taking a hesitant inhale of crisp, fresh air, Pumpkinpaw forced her lids to part. Stormy green pools observed what remnants of clan-life there was before her. The usual mewling of kits as they tumbled about around the paws of older, more experienced felines. Soft raspings of tongues against fur, and quiet, yet heart-felt chuckles. These were only a few things that she could view, just before the movements of other cats swamped her attention.

Ahh, the crew seemed to be at it again. Breezepaw and Flashpaw were obviously up to no good, with Aspenkit joining in on the fun a couple of moments after. No one else seemed to catch the ginger she-cat's sight, and so, she raised herself onto all-fours and swayed over towards the trio. A heavy sigh emitted from her lips, whilst her immediate reaction was to ensconce herself onto the grit-like terrain once more. Which, in fact, did happen. She then continued to watch her friends, whilst adding a few giggles here and there in reaction.


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The young apprentice prowled through the shadows, only seeing his bright golden eyes. If it hadn't been his eyes, you couldn't really see him. Wolfpaw, the apprentice name watched his friends with little interest. He hang with the crew or Webpaw, the only thing he share in common was tricks. How were they even friends? Who knew.

Coming out of a shadows, he scan the camp. Locking on any that could be a trick, but took little interest. He sigh in disappointment, closing his eyes for a brief moment. Opening them, Wolfpaw stretched. It's nothing to do, nothing fun at least. He was the largest in the group, even with being close to their age or even their age. He stuck to his name, but that was what he feared.

Wolfpaw shivered at the thought, putting on a fake smile and discarding any emotion in his eyes, padding to the fresh-kill. He grabbed a vole, chewing slowly and watched his friends. He'll join in sooner or later, mostly out of his boredom. Unsheathing his claws, he dug them into the earth and brought dirt up. His bushy tail lashed, almost floating away from the world and into thoughts.

I wonder when training, hopefully Flashpaw got some good tricks this time. Guess I'll be stuck with ticks and bedding, I mean I don't like it but I don't exactly dislike it. The stories are good, as long they aren't too boring or I already heard them.

He soon was back in the world, blinking to see a warrior looking at him. Had he did something wrong. Seeing he had flung some dirt at a warrior while he was thinking, Wolfpaw dipped his head in respect. " Sorry, I zoomed out and didn't mean to fling any dirt at you," He said. The warrior nodded before walking away.
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A dark, blue-grey shape slipped into the camp, green eyes narrowed and tail tip twitching. They turned their head and scanned the clearing, amused to see Flashpaw and Breezepaw messing around with Aspenkit. Pumpkinpaw seemed to be watching them. This blue-grey cat, Bluepaw, named for his rare coat colour, looked around for his other friends.

He noticed Wolfpaw nearby and frowned thoughtfully. He could go join in the tussle with Flashpaw, Breezepaw and Aspenkit; go and watch with Pumpkinpaw; or go up to Wolfpaw. Bluepaw had just come back from a failed hunting mission and didn't feel much like talking to or fighting with anyone, even if it was just play. Still sour about the fat mouse that had just barely evaded his claws, the apprentice began to pad across the clearing to his friends.

He settled down beside Pumpkinpaw, wrapping his silver-tipped tail his paws, green eyes narrowing slightly against the gentle breeze flowing through the camp. He glanced over at his friend and meowed, "Have they been at it for long?" The sturdy tom's calm emerald eyes followed his clanmates as they tussled, apprentices and kit. He allowed himself a small smile as he remembered just why his loved his Clan.


He may not be the best at stalking or creeping around, but Breezepaw sure did have exceptional ears. Ears that constantly flicked around, gathering up every little piece of information and listening in on every conversation. And his amazing memory worked well with his great hearing, he was able to remember it all. From the tiniest detail, to the most intricate story. But that was not all Breezepaw's eas were good for. When you had a brother like Flashpaw, you needed good ears. To avoid him that is.
And that is exactly what Breezepaw was doing. As he was scanning for trouble to cause, he heard pawsteps behind him. They were faint and light, but as they got closer, Breezepaw recognized the stealthy gait of his brother. He continued what he was doing, seeming like he hadn't noticed Flashpaw at all. The pawsteps came closer, and closer... "3, 2, 1." Breezepaw ducked, feeling the rush of air as his brother sailed over his head.
Smirking, Breezepaw sat up once more, his dark hues glittering with pleasure at the fact that he had just outsmarted his brother. "Haha and that's now one for--" Breezepaw was knocked in the head as yet another cat had pounced towards him, yet this once succeeding. Breezepaw had been so focused on his brother's pawsteps that he hadn't heard Aspenkit come up. Which was a big mistake on his part, as he had just gotten smacked in the head and knocked to the ground due to her. Breezepaw lay on the ground, his vision blurry and unfocused. "How about 25 out of 30?" He meowed, shaking his head to clear it as he sat up, rubbing a paw on the side of his head where it had hit the ground. "Sound fair?"


As Flashpaw stalked towards his brother, he had no idea that the other tom knew he was coming. The bengal was confident in his stealth attack, having always been talented in the art of surprise. Unfortunately, Breezepaw was used to his attacks and managed to dodge. Flashpaw leaped, but Breezepaw ducked and the apprentices went flying over his brother's head, tumbling into the bush. Not a moment later, Flashpaw was on his paws, twisting agilely to face his brother with a mischievous glint still sparkling in his eyes. His failure had done nothing to dampen his mood and the tiger-like cat crouched again. As he was facing Breezepaw, he caught sight of Aspenkit before she leapt, but the tom kept his golden eyes squarely on his brother so as not to give her away.

"Ha!" Flashpaw crowed with a triumphant wave of his tail as Breezepaw's gloating was cut off by the form of Aspenkit landing atop him. "Nice one, Aspenkit!" Flashpaw purred with amusement, giving her a nod in greeting. His golden orbs focused on his brother once more as the other tom spoke, shaking his head and sitting up. "Sounds good to me!" Flashpaw growled playfully, using Breezepaw's disorientation to leap again.

RedHead Mystical mompaws SpiralWhirl SamCats

[seasalt]

(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.
alphyspoin
bump for alphys!

[Cosmo]

RedHead Beau mompaws SpiralWhirl SamCats

"Nice one Aspenkit!" His words rung in her ears. She shrugged, and purred slightly. "Of course it was a good one!" The molly was used to the slight complements given by her friends. Especially the ones for trouble making. Often her friends said something nice about troublemaking. She liked to stir up trouble. Breezepaw and Flashpaw did to. Her entire friend group did. His words were no surprise. Plus, they were all nice cats. Of course he was going to complement her on it. She had taken the chance to leap upon him when he was doing the same to another cat. It was a piggy-back-pile if you wanted to call it that. Suddenly she felt a twinge of movement beneath her paws. She leaped off Flashpaw just before he made another leap at Breezepaw. "Nice one yourself!" she called. She wasn't really sure if it had been a good one, but she could at least be a bit nice. There was nothing wrong with that was there? He was her friend, telling him had done a nice job wouldn't change a thing. Because honestly, that was what friends did. Also, she deserved it. She had been the reason that Breezepaw had fallen to the ground. He had a reason to thank her. Oh, and they were friends.

Joy sparkled in her eyes as she watched the other cats. Flashpaw and Breezepaw play fighting. Wolfpaw off to the side- as usual, and Pumkinpaw and Bluepaw talking. Yep, that was exactly how it should be. Except, where were Featherpaw and Shellpaw?Oh well, they'll be here soon. Why waste a moment to be happy. So, her magnificent orbs dazzled with joy once again as her gaze swung back and forth between her group of friends. Wolfpaw. Pumkinpaw and Bluepaw. Flashpaw and Breezepaw. Should she bring Wolfpaw over? Watch the play fight, or join Pumkinpaw and Bluepaw's conversation?

Aspenkit's thoughts were cut short when she noticed a piece of dirt on her shoulder. Her eyes narrowed. "Stupid dirt." she hissed under her breath. She should have known there was bound to be dirt around. At least she hadn't finished grooming, that would have been a disaster. She would have had to do it all over again. Can you imagine the stress? It was hard enough to be a beautiful troublemaker. A molly had to stay clean. Of course when she became a warrior that wouldn't be an option, but she would always have plenty of time to groom, that was good. Flicking her tail in annoyance, Aspenkit began to rasp her tongue over her shoulder. Her nose wrinkled. The taste of dirt. It was terrible. Finally she got the dirt out of her fur, and gave herself a shake to get anymore she had over looked out. Smiling finally, she turned to face the two brothers. Those two were trouble, but when she, and all their other friends were there, even more trouble loomed. She was most definitely going to add to their little play fight.

[aleka!]

Petalfall huffed as she sat near the fresh-kill pile that was nearly empty. It just looked like a shallow scratch in the ground where prey should of been. Yes, she got it that it was leaf-fall but the added expanding of the thunderpath did not help at all. She really tempted to take a vole for herself, it did look like the best piece of prey among it. The rest were just limp mice, scrawny mice that definitely looked the opposite of appetizing. "But some other cat might need it more..." The molly mused to herself, unsheathing her claws and sinking it into the ground, completely perplexed at what she should do.
So, instead, the Turkish Van just sat there, staring blankly. Oh, how much she wanted to sink her teeth into that vole, but at the same time, she didn't want to take way from other cats.

Jaymoon

[jaymoon]

Petalfall huffed as she sat near the fresh-kill pile that was nearly empty. It just looked like a shallow scratch in the ground where prey should of been. Yes, she got it that it was leaf-fall but the added expanding of the thunderpath did not help at all. She really tempted to take a vole for herself, it did look like the best piece of prey among it. The rest were just limp mice, scrawny mice that definitely looked the opposite of appetizing. "But some other cat might need it more..." The molly mused to herself, unsheathing her claws and sinking it into the ground, completely perplexed at what she should do.
So, instead, the Turkish Van just sat there, staring blankly. Oh, how much she wanted to sink her teeth into that vole, but at the same time, she didn't want to take way from other cats.

Jaymoon
Cinderclaw walks out of the warriors den and over to the fresh kill pile looking at petalfall what is she doing he thought why is she just sitting there that should be for thequeens he said see that she was staring at a freash vole " hey you going to sit there all day or take that to the queens or the medicine cats " he said said looking at the shecat

[Charmer]

Tigerdawn glanced at the sky. "Hunting." She meowed, answering Kiwituft's question before turning to Cherrypaw. "I'd think so." Tigerdawn sighed. "I've been sleeping for most of the day… So I may have missed meeting and stuff… Anyways, i'm ready when you guys are." The warrior sat down. Maybe we could try the WinClan border… She thought.
Bad Wolf


Kiwituft listened, not for the first time wishing that she had an apprentice of her own, but was still a fairly young warrior, and she had to be patient. After all, there was plenty of time for that. She smiled and nodded. “Hunting sounds great!” the large calico purred, green eye flashing as he stopped beside the exit to camp, feeling the familiar ground beneath her paws. Once, it and been so alien to her, but now, she couldn't imagine ever wanting to leave ThunderClan. “I was out on dawn patrol and stayed behind to be alone for a bit, so I missed anything as well,” Kiwituft added, looking over her shoulder at the other two. “I'm ready. You, Cherrypaw?”


Cherrypaw nodded. "I'm ready. Let's go get something for that freshkill pile. I'm hungry enough to eat a badger."

[Tundra]

Tigerdawn flicked her tail. "Okay then, lets go." She meowed before exiting the camp.

[To le Territory!]

[Writers Block]
Bad Wolf

[aleka!]

Cinderclaw walks out of the warriors den and over to the fresh kill pile looking at petalfall what is she doing he thought why is she just sitting there that should be for thequeens he said see that she was staring at a freash vole " hey you going to sit there all day or take that to the queens or the medicine cats " he said said looking at the shecat
Petalfall jumped slightly, turning around, immediately going defensive. "Uh-" She said in a slightly oblivious tone. The molly turned back around, ducking to sniff it slowly. "I just don't know if I should eat it or not." She said simply, hoping she didn't sound too selfish and greedy. "I mean..." She was really planning to say more in defense, but the words just dried out in her throat. What should I do if this escalates to an argument? The Turkish Van wondered, worried. She absolutely hated arguments. They just were good at doing. After all, it's not like they accomplished anything at all. She sighed very silently, almost as if a leaf was stirred by the breeze. Do I just flirt my way out of it? The fluffly tortoiseshell really wished she had a different plan to soothe out the argument, but she just didn't.

[jaymoon]

Petalfall jumped slightly, turning around, immediately going defensive. "Uh-" She said in a slightly oblivious tone. The molly turned back around, ducking to sniff it slowly. "I just don't know if I should eat it or not." She said simply, hoping she didn't sound too selfish and greedy. "I mean..." She was really planning to say more in defense, but the words just dried out in her throat. What should I do if this escalates to an argument? The Turkish Van wondered, worried. She absolutely hated arguments. They just were good at doing. After all, it's not like they accomplished anything at all. She sighed very silently, almost as if a leaf was stirred by the breeze. Do I just flirt my way out of it? The fluffly tortoiseshell really wished she had a different plan to soothe out the argument, but she just didn't.
The tom tilted his head " you mean?" He questioned putting pressure on the tortoiseshell
(Writers block)

[lone]

Part of Marshpaw liked hanging out in the clearing, just sitting around and waiting for cats to come up to him - but he wasn't exactly what you would call lazy. As a matter of fact, Marshpaw was definitely more of a doer then a thinker, despite what others had said about that. But it was too bad for them... because the tom was someone who was going to get things done. Except for right now, when he was too tired to exactly 'do things.' Yes, the feline definitely had a lazy streak in him. At the moment he was flopped out ungracefully, watching the world go by through bright and almost intelligent eyes. Except, he wasn't really... intelligent, in a manner of speaking. He was more or less a foolish cat. But hey, at least there was still that streak of adventure in him, right? His eyes scanned the clearing, looking around for a cat who was either as interested in going on an adventure as he was or as tired as he was. He would take either kind of cat, really, because at the moment? Marshpaw wasn't interested in getting up to look for anyone else. A yawn escaped him, ivory fangs glinting before he quickly closed it and glanced around to see if anyone else had noticed. It wasn't like he was known for sitting around doing nothing, so this? This shouldn't hurt his reputation as a reckless fireball at all. Even though he didn't feel like a reckless fireball at the moment, that was what Marshpaw was known for... that and his flirty personality.

Random Melchester

[Tigress]

Phoenix Flames

Stoneheart looked around the clearing for his mate. His green eyes finally landed on the stunning she-cat that had stolen his antisocial heart. Crowsong... He ran over to her a smiled."Hello, love. How are you today?" He asked, intertwining his tail with hers. The sight of Crowsong made his soul swell and made him a hopeless fool. She had changed his life and made him a better cat than he had ever been. Behind every great tom stands a great she-cat. Stoneheart learned forward and whispered in her ear:"I love you."

[Phoenix Flames]

Phoenix Flames

Stoneheart looked around the clearing for his mate. His green eyes finally landed on the stunning she-cat that had stolen his antisocial heart. Crowsong... He ran over to her a smiled."Hello, love. How are you today?" He asked, intertwining his tail with hers. The sight of Crowsong made his soul swell and made him a hopeless fool. She had changed his life and made him a better cat than he had ever been. Behind every great tom stands a great she-cat. Stoneheart learned forward and whispered in her ear:"I love you."
Crowsong looked at Stoneheart as he padded over to her. "Hi, Stoneheart. I'm good. How are you?", she asked, smiling. She looked at him as he whispered in her ear. "I love you, too. You make my day better, every moment of my life.", the gray she-cat meowed.

[Tigress]

Crowsong looked at Stoneheart as he padded over to her. "Hi, Stoneheart. I'm good. How are you?", she asked, smiling. She looked at him as he whispered in her ear. "I love you, too. You make my day better, every moment of my life.", the gray she-cat meowed.

The silver tom blushed and awkwardly folded his ears back. "That was really sweet." He purred and nuzzled Crowsong."I'm doing better now that I'm with you."
Stoneheart sat down and gestured at his mate to join him. He tucked his white tipped tail around his front paws and looked up at Crowsong. "How about a nice stroll through the forest, maybe we could hunt too, but only if you want to." He meowed. The once cold tom always melted when he was with Crowsong.

[InvaderNellie]

"He's an intruder. Doesn't matter how long it's been since you saw him. Plus, you're the one who just told him to leave," Autumnwind pointed out calmly. They're not going to like me after this, she thought saddly.
"Well," Rosetail purred, "I'm just a upset, after the hunt I'm going to the nursery, I'm a premature queen. If anything happens to me, take care of my kits. Please" Sorrelpad nodded.

[Momotaro]

[ Alright. I know there's been much neglect with these kittens recently and pathos left, leaving us with a missing kitten. Alas raincloud still had these kits and I'm trying to follow through on the plot. I've managed to wedge a roleplay In with the kittens uncle wheatfur, now if you need your kits names. Here they are.. I forgot them too don't worry :3 ]

fenic! = Stormkit
starfall = Stonekit
The Eye Of The Storm = Thistlekit
Spirit = Dreamkit
[ At this point they are around 5 moons ]

The slender frame of a tokinese feline pushed her way through hanging trendils at the mouth of the medicine cat den. The signs of pregnancy had melted away as her kits grew older and the excitement to leave the nursery was clear. The queen would abandon her kits in the nursery to go off and chat whilst they would stay in the sweet smelling den for hours, it was not only this that made it clear she had no intention of wanting the kits or really caring for their well being. As the she cat padded into the medicne den she raised her head to bitter herbs stored within the clefts of the wall. Her ears angled at them as she studied the wall with little interest but held the stare for a long moment. Without turning her head she called out for her brother, Wheatfur. "Wheatfur, are you in here?" she meowed. The Tom had been recently made medicine cat. Or was that moons ago? Time flew with kittens even if you weren't around them all the time. Anyways the Tom had become to busy to really visit her when she needed him. Which was understood on some levels but really made her antsy. Without knowing it wheatfur could calm her nerves In a matter of seconds by just being with her.

Once she had concluded she could never be a medicne cat she turned and padded down the side of the wall, than she took a Seat by one of the mossy nests. Not planning on messing with it if another paitent needed the space later "Wheatfur? I thought- I need to talk to you" she corrected herself. Straightening up. The question she had wanted to ask had been lingering in the back of her mind for ages. Haunting her every step and counselling her every choice. Just get it over with. You've already talked with snowstar. Perhaps wheatfur won't mind. Raincloud whisked her tail with anticipation. If wheatfur didn't show up soon she would be forced to go tracking. This conversation couldn't wait one more minute- Than a moment later she heard the soft pitter patter of paws. Her head swing to look over her shoulder. The entrance to the medicine cats den was clear. She flattened her ears suspiciously. She had ordered her kits to stay in the nursery, but they had a track record of not listening to her. She bared her teeth and turned back around. If the kits where here wheatfur would be too busy gawking over them to actually have a grown up conversation with her. These kits ruin everything don't they! I wish I could just run them out of the territory. she thought crossly.


[ Alabasterkit will be taking pathos kit slot. ]

Alabasterkit wriggled her butt. She saw her mom slip into the Medicne cats den, uncle wheatfur must be in there! The older Tom was certainly her favorite cat in the whole entire clan. He was so fun! But so busy all at the same time so she didn't see him much. She scurried out from the nursery at high speeds nearly crashing into roaringthunder. Than doing a barrel roll right between his legs. The Tom chuckled, she didn't have time to stop and chat so she ignored him and bounded to the entrance. Tail held high eyes sparkling with excitement. She came to a stop at the side of the cave and peered in with her brilliant blue eyes. She looked remarkably like her mother, almost a cardboard cut out of her appearance. Her slender frame, blue eyes, Greyish white complextion and the thin properties of her fur she shrank back when her mother called out for uncle wheatfur. She gave a little jump of excitement. She peeked back over the rock tumble and watched her mother, she had padded further down into the den and sat down. This is my chance! The little kit sped across the opening to the cave and tripped on herself when she was only a whisker length away, tripping and Rolling the rest of the way until she was out of view. Panting she sat up with all the dust and leaves clitnign to her fur. Nailed it! the small kit rubbed her nose and a moment later sneezed, a soft sneeze inaudible to her mother Mama is going to be so proud! I'm going to be the best stalker in the whole clan, she will never see me coming. the kitten beamed, than puffed out her chest and looked across the way. She was expecting to see her siblings following but she couldn't spot anyone. No matter, I can do this mission all by myself. Besides they aren't as good as me! she thought proudly.


Celestial
fenic!
The Eye Of The Storm
Spirit

The white tom spotted his mother and sister slip into the medicine cat den, his own curiosity to go see the inside of the den bubbled inside of him, but he hesitated, he knew better. One by one he watched his brothers and sisters pile into the den that stunk of herbs, and finally his paws started moving, dragging him in the direction of the den, in the direction of his family. The kit knew that his mother didn't really like them, she barely hung around them, and whenever she was around him and his siblings she always had a snarl in her face and hatred and annoyance in her eyes. Stonekit slunk into the den and sat himself down right next to his mother, looking up at Hernandez for a few seconds before he returned his attention back to where her own blue gaze was fixated. The Tokinese feline wrapped his tail around his paws and sat perfectly still, the perfect posture, he learned at a younger age that if he took one step out of line his mother would snap at not only him, but his siblings, and he didn't really want that, especially since they were visiting their uncle. After a few seconds passed the young tom looked up at his mother, remembering just how alike they looked, and cocked his head to the side "Mommy...what are we doing here?" he asked as politely as possible, his tail tip flicked back and fourth as he awaited and answer. "You're not sick are you mommy? If you are I can make it better." he stated, hoping that Raincloud really wasn't sick.


Wheatfur busied himself round the den, the tom scanning the rows of herbs making sure they were all in their proper places. Signing contently he turned around and spotted his sister walking to the den. Tom rushed forward smiling at his sibling, ``Raincloud!`` he exclaimed, bowing his head respectfully, ``Its so good to see you! Between your kits and my duties there has been no time to talk, how have you been?`` Wheatfur took in Rainclouds frazzled state, ``You look....`` He struggled to find the words.... ``a bit disheveled?... Have a rest,`` The tom stared her in the eyes, his excitement fading, and his elder brother attitude, {even though was the same age}, appeared. He could read her sister like a book, and that was not always a good thing. ``You want to talk about the kits.`` He said plainly, face unreadable. The Lion like tom's demeanour changed, he was no longer a tom excited by his sister, he was now a medicine cat helping a patient, and looking at the wounds that were not physical. Wheatfur sighed. ``Tell me what it is.`` He asked.

A small silver siamese kit snuck into the den. The kit carefully hid behind rocks and snuck under moss. Unlike her sister she was not in over her head, and preferred to go about things with caution, though she dint go blatant walking in the den, like her brother. The small kit siddled behind some boulders they weren't actually Boulders, but to her it look like one. The kit continued on her `quest`, And made it to where Albasterkit was. The Molly spotted Stonekit and whispered quickly, ``Get back, Mother won't want us here, she is talking to Uncle Wheatfur, Maybe its something important, your lucky Uncle didn't notice you. Its definitely interesting, so we cant miss out, but we cant be seen!`` The kit hissed, before ducking back behind the walls. She turned her attention to her sister. ``What have they been saying? Anything about us?``

{Sorry its shorter, I haven't had any good ideas,
fenic!
starfall
Celestial
Spirit
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[Empress Of Evil]

As another cat approached him, the tom raised his head to look at her. "Honeyvenom?" He repeated, as though in a daze. See, the word he had almost heard leave her maw was Minnowstripe. Oh, for StarClan's sake - if he didn't stop obsessing over his ex, he was never going to be able to move on. Why, he was acting like her now! Unable to let go of this simple thing. There was nothing wrong. He just needed to calm down. For a moment his optics were still blank, until he shook his head and gave her a smile. "I'm sorry, I'm - Leafsparks. It's nice to meet you, Honeyvenom." His voice was pleasant, though weary. That ordeal with the feline had taken almost everything he had. And now he was holding conversation with another she cat, which he was sure the other feline wouldn't have liked. A nervous expression entered his eyes, though he also felt a sense of freedom. She wasn't around. She wasn't around. Oh, great StarClan, he was free! Free to do what he wanted!

Free to do what he liked! However you wanted to put it, he was free - free - FREE! What a beautiful word. And the reality that Minnowstripe couldn't hurt him through their relationship anymore seemed to just strike him. His expression changed a little and he began to purr, tail twitching back and forth and he gave her a brighter smile. It was as though a cloud had been lifted from his vision. For the first time, Leafsparks realized that Honeyvenom was, in fact, quite attractive. More attractive then he would have thought had his previous interest been around. "How are you? StarClan's been very good to us this green-leaf, the prey has been running well - only thing is the weather." He talked as though he would never shut up. Because he was finally free. That was a point that could not be stressed enough for the tom with the emerald-green optics. His marbled fur seemed to gleam brighter in the sunlight, even, although it could not be affected by mood, perhaps it was just his mind that made him believe it was glowing brighter.

Oh StarClan, was he going to go crazy like the other cat? He didn't mean to be so excited. It was just that, well, it had been a while since he had felt free. Always feeling tracked or trailed or cornered by Minnowstripe, always feeling like he needed to make up an excuse not to be around her. Well no more of that. Those days were over. And perhaps... perhaps someday he would have a brighter future. Perhaps someday he would have a family of his own. That thought made butterflies enter the tom's stomach. Would Honeyvenom understand? Had she ever been through something like this, having to deal with a cat who, well... just turned your whole world completely upside down crazy? Because he had. And she was gone now. What was he supposed to tell the attractive she cat, though? I just got out of a really depressing stage of my life so I'm sorry if I act stupid? Nah. Honeyvenom would be cool with it.


At his response, Honeyvenom couldn’t help but tilt her head to the side curiously. The tom acted as if she had suddenly knocked him out of a daydream and back into reality. And there was something else about him that made gave her that spark of curiosity. He seemed…. cautious. Was that the right word? Well, the ginger tabby had little time to ponder over it as she was quickly given a better response. “It’s nice to meet you too,” Honeyvenom said politely, giving him a warm smile. The name Leafsparks seemed unfamiliar to her. If she hadn’t noticed him around camp before this, then she certainly didn’t know his name. He was a peculiar cat. There was something strange about him that the warrior couldn’t quite place her paw on. She wanted to ask him if anything was wrong, if anything was bothering him. But she had been brought up to be polite and so she knew better than to pry into the business of others.

Honeyvenom watched silently as the tom’s expression eventually changed from tense to cheerful. It appeared as though he had just managed to get a weight off his shoulders. The warrior couldn’t help but feel slightly overwhelmed with the sudden stream of words. Perhaps it was his sudden change in mood that surprised her. The tabby had seen cats change emotions very quickly before, but there was just something a little more different about his particular tom. “I’m doing well. What about you?” She asked, staying calm and polite despite his cheerfulness. Every now and again, her whiskers would twitch in amusement. “Oh yes, this Green-Leaf has been nice. I can only hope that Leaf-Fall and Leaf-Bare won’t be too harsh on us,” Honeyvenom remarked, glancing up at the sky for a short moment before returning her gaze to its original place. “The weather certainly has been playing up,” She murmured. Not long ago, it had been raining. Now, it had stopped, but for how long? The warrior could also feel the temperatures dropping. She had felt a cold chill earlier in the morning breeze.

“So, what’s with the sudden cheeriness?” She dared to ask. Honeyvenom tilted her head to the side, to make her seem curious, rather than nosy. She wouldn’t care too much if the tom chose not to respond, but she wanted to hear something. The ginger tabby might not show it, but she liked knowing things where she could. She never refused an opportunity to learn something new, whether it be a fact, or just gossip. “It seemed like something was bothering you earlier,” Honeyvenom continued, trying to subtly press him further into telling her something. Maybe she would be able to help him if he had a problem. She was good at that kind of stuff. That is, if he was willing to accept help. Not everyone was willing to spill all their problems and ask for a bit of comfort. There were times where Honeyvenom herself wasn’t willing to talk to anyone in times of despair. It was what she called her ‘shutdown mode’.


A depressed lump, Nettleclaw rolls upright and shakes his head. His empty thoughts started growing into mildly agitated ones as he dragged his paws behind his tormenter, taking on some of her snappy anger at Bearpaw. He couldn't help it, unable to bottle in his emotions, he started chasing after Bearpaw too, for the sake of having someone to pounce and relieve his frustration.

Bearpaw's whiskers twitch as he makes the mistake of looking behind him to reject taking on the chores. Two full on warriors charging him, he dashes wildly around to find an opening to make back to his refuge, the apprentice den. But in his panic, he scrambles to the edge of the clearing and corners himself, yet in realizing that, he boldly tries to slip right past both Briarwish and Nettleclaw.

Briarwish cared little as to whether the tom wanted to tag along or not. She had nothing to do for the rest of the afternoon so she might as well find a cat to drag around. Before she could ask what he might want to do, she had to deal with her rude apprentice. With her teeth bared, she stalked closer to the young tom. Suddenly, he slipped passed both her and her new acquaintance. Briarwish considered going after him, but quickly thought against it. She had better things to do than chase after misbehaving apprentices all day. “Go clean the old bedding out of the elder’s den!” She called to Bearpaw. “And we’re not doing any more training until you finish that,” She said, making sure her voice was loud enough for him to hear. Hopefully spending a bit of time around the elders would teach him to not be so rude.
Huffing, she closed her eyes, as though completely forgetting about Nettleclaw. “Glad that’s over,” She murmured to herself, before opening her eyes and looking at the tom.

[Nettleclaw]

Briarwish cared little as to whether the tom wanted to tag along or not. She had nothing to do for the rest of the afternoon so she might as well find a cat to drag around. Before she could ask what he might want to do, she had to deal with her rude apprentice. With her teeth bared, she stalked closer to the young tom. Suddenly, he slipped passed both her and her new acquaintance. Briarwish considered going after him, but quickly thought against it. She had better things to do than chase after misbehaving apprentices all day. “Go clean the old bedding out of the elder’s den!” She called to Bearpaw. “And we’re not doing any more training until you finish that,” She said, making sure her voice was loud enough for him to hear. Hopefully spending a bit of time around the elders would teach him to not be so rude.
Huffing, she closed her eyes, as though completely forgetting about Nettleclaw. “Glad that’s over,” She murmured to herself, before opening her eyes and looking at the tom.[/FONT]

Nettleclaw watched as Bearpaw manages to slip between them and get away. Well almost, he does have to deal with his chores. He waves his tail in frustration, just like Bearpaw, if he lets Echospeck slip by him, he wont have chores, he'll take Silvercloud away from him! "I can't let him get away with it. Im not going to just watch this happen to me." he murmers aloud to himself, then looks back to Briarwish, seriousness in his eyes, "Ill catch him, and Ill fight him for her."

[Aquarius]

Stormstripe purred slightly with amusement. "Come to think of it, I don't know what I usually do. Before I joined the clans...well, I can't really remember what I did in my spare time, as I always had spare time." she paused, thinking. "And seeing as I was expecting when I joined ThunderClan, I made my den in the nursery, where I don't really do much. I can't really do much with this,"she meowed, indicating at her swollen belly. "Sometimes, it kind of annoys me that I can't do anything. But as soon as these kits will be old enough to eat fresh-kill, I'll start hunting, especially on trees. I love climbing. That's also partially why I wanted to join ThunderClan, because of all the trees."

"That sounds like a cool thing to do," responded Risingmoon, glad that the conversation was lighting up. "I've never climbed much before. It's not really a ThunderClan thing, I guess. You just gotta be really skilled to do it," he said, knowing of only a pawful of cats that were brave enough to climb a tree on their own free whim. "I'm sure your kits will be the same," he chuckled lightly. Still, a question tugged at the back of the tom's mind. "If you don't mind me asking," he started out, his amber eyes sincere, "Where did you come from? I mean... before ThunderClan." From what he had gathered, she wasn't from another Clan, or anything resembling a Clan, but was probably a rogue or loner. After that bit about trees, he had assumed she probably wasn't a kittypet - anyone who loves to climb trees wouldn't be content shut up in a Twoleg den, certainly?

[SuspiciousMindz]

A Maine Coon stepped into the clearing, thick fur gleaming in the sunlight as he did so. The weather was still warm, and Ottertail was beginning to almost wish for leaf-fall to come. Or leaf-bare, at least the weather was cooler and his pelt did him some good. Being a larger cat, sometimes the Maine Coon looked the smallest bit intimidating - but all it took to erase fear of him was one smile or laugh from the tom. He hadn't lost his playful spark - not yet, anyways. Some cats just never lost that one thing, and Ottertail was one of them. Settling down in a corner of the clearing where some shade was, the thick-furred feline took a glance around. His green optics sparked with minor interest as they landed on each one of his clanmates. Even as a kit, the tom remembered others being somewhat scared of him - afraid that he would hurt them or something ridiculous along those lines. But, of course, there were also those cats who were about his same size (his siblings, and some of the other Maine Coones in the nursery) who had made him feel a lot better about his own larger body. Stretching out, the feline's head and paws were once again pushed into the sun (though he was already hot, despite the area being shady) and he could feel them heating up more. If only he were smaller, he could fit in one of the small holes in the bushes. Kits used to do that to escape the heat, or especially small warriors - depending on just how claustrophobic they were. But Ottertail had never been able to do that... he'd always escaped to the dens. But, he didn't really feel like spending the heat of the day shut up in a den, and he really did need to go do something - he'd already hunted that morning, getting up early before the real heat hit, so at least he hadn't been sitting around and sleeping all day long.

Suspiciousmindz
Mintberry yawned and stretched her lean body. Muscles rippled beneath her pelt, though it wasn't much to look at. As she strode from the warriors den, her pale green gaze shifted around the clearing before they rested on a familiar pelt. Ottertail. Sure, perhaps she slept in just a hair... or till the afternoon, but that didn't mean anything in her book. She wasn't late for anything, right? Perhaps. She could've helped with the morning hunting patrol, seeing that the recent road construction was scaring their prey. It appeared to be getting harder to catch things, but she didn't think too much of it right now. Life was still good. The black and white she-cat made her way towards Ottertail, her appearance was overall friendly and she had a welcoming look in her eyes. "Afternoon, Ottertail," she spoke in a semi-quiet voice. Typical at first. Quiet until she was comfortable and knew what kind of mood her friend was in. "Did I miss anything important?" she inquired, her pale green hues turning to meet his steadily despite her paws shifting here and there. Mintberry was notorious for not sitting still very long. She had to move, had to be doing something with her paws or her tail. ADD you'd assume.

[Boulder]

The ThunderClan warrior gave a quick lick at his chest's fur, while his tail rested on his paws as he sat down. He looked around the clearing, happy that after all they were successfully thriving.
While his gaze wandered around, an apprentice caught his eyes. The tom never had an apprentice, and neither did now. To him, they were all the same. Not that they were annoying and stuff, but he felt like everytime he saw one of them, he could see the same things he saw in another one. The same sparkle in their eyes. Maybe it was just him seeing things wrong. However, the tom stalked across the clearing, heading towards the youngster. Maybe he could change that. Perhaps he could try to socialize and see the world from their point of view.
Liongaze awkwardly stopped as he reached the apprentice. He sat down, and nodded as a greeting.
"Hello there." he began "I'm Liongaze. And you are?"
Probably he had spoken too fast. He should've given the cat in front of him more time, and speak more slowly than he did. No apprentice would expect a warrior coming up at them and saying their names. He wanted to just turn back and leave, but now he had no choice. He tried to keep on a positive expression, his tail tip giving a slight flick as he waited for an answer.
SparkleDemon

[Phoenix Flames]

The silver tom blushed and awkwardly folded his ears back. "That was really sweet." He purred and nuzzled Crowsong."I'm doing better now that I'm with you."
Stoneheart sat down and gestured at his mate to join him. He tucked his white tipped tail around his front paws and looked up at Crowsong. "How about a nice stroll through the forest, maybe we could hunt too, but only if you want to." He meowed. The once cold tom always melted when he was with Crowsong.
Crowsong chuckled. "You're welcome.", she purred. She was referring to helping Stoneheart not be shy and closeted around everyone. She licked her paws and then looked up at him. "Sure! I guess we could go to the forest and hunt, maybe even talk a walk. Can we go now?", the gray she-cat was already to her paws, ready to be out of camp for a bit.

[Tigress]

Crowsong chuckled. "You're welcome.", she purred. She was referring to helping Stoneheart not be shy and closeted around everyone. She licked her paws and then looked up at him. "Sure! I guess we could go to the forest and hunt, maybe even talk a walk. Can we go now?", the gray she-cat was already to her paws, ready to be out of camp for a bit.

"Of course." Stoneheart replied. "It will be nice to get out of camp and get away from all these cats. And get to be alone with you."
He stood up and licked his mate on the cheek. "Let's go."

(Sorry it's short, I think you have to move the rping to Thunderclan Territory cause they're not in camp anymore.)

[lone]

Mintberry yawned and stretched her lean body. Muscles rippled beneath her pelt, though it wasn't much to look at. As she strode from the warriors den, her pale green gaze shifted around the clearing before they rested on a familiar pelt. Ottertail. Sure, perhaps she slept in just a hair... or till the afternoon, but that didn't mean anything in her book. She wasn't late for anything, right? Perhaps. She could've helped with the morning hunting patrol, seeing that the recent road construction was scaring their prey. It appeared to be getting harder to catch things, but she didn't think too much of it right now. Life was still good. The black and white she-cat made her way towards Ottertail, her appearance was overall friendly and she had a welcoming look in her eyes. "Afternoon, Ottertail," she spoke in a semi-quiet voice. Typical at first. Quiet until she was comfortable and knew what kind of mood her friend was in. "Did I miss anything important?" she inquired, her pale green hues turning to meet his steadily despite her paws shifting here and there. Mintberry was notorious for not sitting still very long. She had to move, had to be doing something with her paws or her tail. ADD you'd assume.


The Maine Coon gave his friend a small nod as she approached. "Afternoon, Mintberry." He answered with a bright smile in her direction. He was used to Mintberry's partly quiet voice at first, but he also knew that she could be a lot of fun. Not even to mention that she was his best friend. "Nothing too important. It's been a pretty quiet morning," The brown cat glanced up at the sky for a moment before his gaze returned to the other feline. He couldn't exactly blame her for sleeping for so long, but even so, it somewhat surprised him. Mintberry wasn't really one to sleep in - but Ottertail wasn't that worried about it, everything was probably fine. "What about you? Any interesting dreams?" He asked, fixing his gaze on her. That smile was still on his maw, as though he were trying to encourage her into telling him if she was feeling fine or not. Chances were that she was absolutely alright, though Ottertail wasn't planning on taking a chance. With the construction going on, some cats just hadn't seemed the same. It could have been a level of depression because, after all, no one liked leaf-fall already and with all that going on? It was harder to maintain a cheerful attitude, even for cats who didn't seem to have a problem with it. Why had it had to be now? And how come here? Whatever the reason, Ottertail wasn't happy about the arrangement... at all.

[Barnabas]

The ThunderClan warrior gave a quick lick at his chest's fur, while his tail rested on his paws as he sat down. He looked around the clearing, happy that after all they were successfully thriving.
While his gaze wandered around, an apprentice caught his eyes. The tom never had an apprentice, and neither did now. To him, they were all the same. Not that they were annoying and stuff, but he felt like everytime he saw one of them, he could see the same things he saw in another one. The same sparkle in their eyes. Maybe it was just him seeing things wrong. However, the tom stalked across the clearing, heading towards the youngster. Maybe he could change that. Perhaps he could try to socialize and see the world from their point of view.
Liongaze awkwardly stopped as he reached the apprentice. He sat down, and nodded as a greeting.
"Hello there." he began "I'm Liongaze. And you are?"
Probably he had spoken too fast. He should've given the cat in front of him more time, and speak more slowly than he did. No apprentice would expect a warrior coming up at them and saying their names. He wanted to just turn back and leave, but now he had no choice. He tried to keep on a positive expression, his tail tip giving a slight flick as he waited for an answer.
SparkleDemon

Nettlepaw had just finished eating when he walked over to her. As he spoke a thought had popped into her head. Why would some random warrior want to talk to me? I usually only talk with cats my own age or my older sister. All of a sudden the apprentice began to heat up and she didn't quite know what to say. "Uh...Hi...My name is...Nettlepaw." she replied awkwardly after a while of hesitation. You finally get somebody to talk to you and you stutter like that. What are you a kit. While she thought she felt her pelt grow hot with embarrassment. "I'm so sorry. I'm not usually like this. I normally don't talk to warriors besides my sister and my mentor." Nettlepaw apologized. That's better. Don't be nervous he's your clanmate. Even though you just met him doesn't mean you need to be as awkward as this.

[Phoenix Flames]

"Of course." Stoneheart replied. "It will be nice to get out of camp and get away from all these cats. And get to be alone with you."
He stood up and licked his mate on the cheek. "Let's go."

(Sorry it's short, I think you have to move the rping to Thunderclan Territory cause they're not in camp anymore.)
Crowsong looked at him as he stood up. "Okay.", she meowed, following Stoneheart out of camp.

(Alrighty. <3)

[SuspiciousMindz]

The Maine Coon gave his friend a small nod as she approached. "Afternoon, Mintberry." He answered with a bright smile in her direction. He was used to Mintberry's partly quiet voice at first, but he also knew that she could be a lot of fun. Not even to mention that she was his best friend. "Nothing too important. It's been a pretty quiet morning," The brown cat glanced up at the sky for a moment before his gaze returned to the other feline. He couldn't exactly blame her for sleeping for so long, but even so, it somewhat surprised him. Mintberry wasn't really one to sleep in - but Ottertail wasn't that worried about it, everything was probably fine. "What about you? Any interesting dreams?" He asked, fixing his gaze on her. That smile was still on his maw, as though he were trying to encourage her into telling him if she was feeling fine or not. Chances were that she was absolutely alright, though Ottertail wasn't planning on taking a chance. With the construction going on, some cats just hadn't seemed the same. It could have been a level of depression because, after all, no one liked leaf-fall already and with all that going on? It was harder to maintain a cheerful attitude, even for cats who didn't seem to have a problem with it. Why had it had to be now? And how come here? Whatever the reason, Ottertail wasn't happy about the arrangement... at all.

What was it... a year ago already? When the fires destroyed their land. That was a hard leaf-bare, but now this construction was causing the prey to run away once more. Mintberry already knew how tough it'd be on the clan this year as well. It seemed as though they couldn't get a break, especially with Windclan pushing their luck lately. As Ottertail updated her, she couldn't help but nod and give him a smile. Typical. "What a shocker, sounds like I missed everything in my overnight nap," she let out a small giggle before wrapping her tail around her paws and unwrapping it again soon after. This motion repeated twice before her tail rested behind her, on the ground, again. "All is well, I didn't have a night terror tonight, so that's a shocker," she commented, wincing at the fact it meant she'd get one tonight. That was one of the many flaws this feline had. Night terrors. They kept her up most nights, but Mintberry managed to keep a smile on her face through it all, playing it off like it was nothing despite the fact she woke up crying some nights to the vivid dreams. Sometimes she thought they were real and only when she woke to find herself in the warriors den, did she realize none of it really happened. "How about you? Anything exciting happen to you lately, fluff-butt," Mintberry spoke, her gaze twinkling with mischief suddenly, proud of herself for slipping in that nick name.

[lone]

What was it... a year ago already? When the fires destroyed their land. That was a hard leaf-bare, but now this construction was causing the prey to run away once more. Mintberry already knew how tough it'd be on the clan this year as well. It seemed as though they couldn't get a break, especially with Windclan pushing their luck lately. As Ottertail updated her, she couldn't help but nod and give him a smile. Typical. "What a shocker, sounds like I missed everything in my overnight nap," she let out a small giggle before wrapping her tail around her paws and unwrapping it again soon after. This motion repeated twice before her tail rested behind her, on the ground, again. "All is well, I didn't have a night terror tonight, so that's a shocker," she commented, wincing at the fact it meant she'd get one tonight. That was one of the many flaws this feline had. Night terrors. They kept her up most nights, but Mintberry managed to keep a smile on her face through it all, playing it off like it was nothing despite the fact she woke up crying some nights to the vivid dreams. Sometimes she thought they were real and only when she woke to find herself in the warriors den, did she realize none of it really happened. "How about you? Anything exciting happen to you lately, fluff-butt," Mintberry spoke, her gaze twinkling with mischief suddenly, proud of herself for slipping in that nick name.

"Yep, looks like you're going to have to skip your mid-day one now. You might miss all the never ending excitement that goes on around here,"" The feline commented in a serious voice, struggling to keep his whiskers from twitching as he bit back a purr of amusement. Ivory fangs gently pressed on his light pink tongue in an effort to make sure that he wouldn't accidentally betray his attempt at this deadpan humor - not biting down hard enough to draw serious pain or blood, but just to the point where it was easy for him to forget that he would generally be laughing at this point. This type of joking was not exactly the fluffy tom's strong suit, but hey, at least he tried. But the joke faded and he released his tongue at her comment, the hidden laughter leaving his eyes. Those were no joke. Ottertail knew of Mintberry's night terrors, and he wished there was something he could do about that.

"Wake me up if you have one tonight, okay? Or at least somebody you can trust. You shouldn't have to stay up by yourself."

His voice was partly firm as he gave her a look, touching her flank gently with the tip of his tail to emphasize the point and draw her attention. Despite his generally joking nature, the fluffy tom held a certain amount of protectiveness over his loved ones and himself, and could grow defensive... depending on the situation. She was one of the cats he would get protective over, Mintberry had enough crap going on with those night terrors without taking any more from the real world. Even though Ottertail knew he wasn't going to be able to protect her forever - and she had done fine so far - it gave him somewhat of a sense of satisfaction to be able to do so. The joking air returned to the conversation and his eyes began to sparkle. "Hey, language! And c'mon, show some respect for your elders unless you want to find this 'fluff butt' sitting on you!" The feline mimicked a more traditional cat's voice, although it was obvious by the purr in his voice that he was kidding. "But nope, not a single thing. Like I said - the excitement never ends around here... unless you're me." The Maine Coon sighed and flopped down in a more comfortable position, putting his head on his paws as he glanced up at her.

[SuspiciousMindz]

"Yep, looks like you're going to have to skip your mid-day one now. You might miss all the never ending excitement that goes on around here,"" The feline commented in a serious voice, struggling to keep his whiskers from twitching as he bit back a purr of amusement. Ivory fangs gently pressed on his light pink tongue in an effort to make sure that he wouldn't accidentally betray his attempt at this deadpan humor - not biting down hard enough to draw serious pain or blood, but just to the point where it was easy for him to forget that he would generally be laughing at this point. This type of joking was not exactly the fluffy tom's strong suit, but hey, at least he tried. But the joke faded and he released his tongue at her comment, the hidden laughter leaving his eyes. Those were no joke. Ottertail knew of Mintberry's night terrors, and he wished there was something he could do about that.

"Wake me up if you have one tonight, okay? Or at least somebody you can trust. You shouldn't have to stay up by yourself."

His voice was partly firm as he gave her a look, touching her flank gently with the tip of his tail to emphasize the point and draw her attention. Despite his generally joking nature, the fluffy tom held a certain amount of protectiveness over his loved ones and himself, and could grow defensive... depending on the situation. She was one of the cats he would get protective over, Mintberry had enough crap going on with those night terrors without taking any more from the real world. Even though Ottertail knew he wasn't going to be able to protect her forever - and she had done fine so far - it gave him somewhat of a sense of satisfaction to be able to do so. The joking air returned to the conversation and his eyes began to sparkle. "Hey, language! And c'mon, show some respect for your elders unless you want to find this 'fluff butt' sitting on you!" The feline mimicked a more traditional cat's voice, although it was obvious by the purr in his voice that he was kidding. "But nope, not a single thing. Like I said - the excitement never ends around here... unless you're me." The Maine Coon sighed and flopped down in a more comfortable position, putting his head on his paws as he glanced up at her.

Mintberry winced again at the ideas of night terrors. She didn't give Ottertail a clear answer, just a mere shrug at his suggestion of waking someone up. In all honesty, she didn't want to do that. She didn't want her problems to be someone else's problems and her shrug signified she'd think about it. However, the black and white she-cat already had her mind set about the answer. She wouldn't do it. It didn't matter how much he may press her about it, it was simply something she wouldn't do. At least not for a while.

Her ears pricked back up at his comment and her whiskers twitched a bit. "Oh yes, yes I forget how old my fluff-butt is getting with his aches and pains. Say do I need to make a trip to Wheatfur's den to get you some herbs?" she spoke, her voice wasn't so quiet now, just mischievous. As Ottertail flopped down, she only nodded her head as if it were confirmation. "Oh, it appears your old joints got the better of you again, I should probably go make that trip then," she couldn't hide the purr in the back of her throat as she teased her friend. Her tail tip was flicking with the ideas of smart remarks and puns she could possibly make right now. Of course, the majority were kept to herself.

[aleka!]

The tom tilted his head " you mean?" He questioned putting pressure on the tortoiseshell
(Writers block)
Petalfall stiffened some more. "You mean what exactly...?" She asked, her ears flattened as she avoided his gaze deliberately. While she was thinking, the Turkish Van was pretty much unaware of the other feline's question, through she caught the end of the thread. Is he talking about what I said, or that I should just give it to a cat who needs it more instead? She wondered, the fur near her flank slightly starting to bristle vwfore she forced her long and soft pelt to stay flat. I should of been listening more. The molly just though with an inward sigh, sheathing her claws.
She then moved her gaze toward them, and suddenly she felt that she couldn't sit still. "Oh great..." She huffed to herself under her breath, hoping that the ginger male would just ignore it.

[MaskedBandits]

( Black Cat )

Lightpaw sat with her tail curled around her paws, her head raised alertly, and her eyes flickering back and forth from the camp entrance to the prey pile. Her mouth was watering at just the thought of a big, juicy mouse, though making that dream a reality was far from possible. Everyone was out hunting, leaving the little apprentice with nothing to do. Lightpaw hated being bored, but it wasn't like she'd be much help on a hunt; as just a young apprentice, she'd probably scare away more prey than she caught. Sighing, she lowered her head into her paws.
I wonder what Burstpaw is up to, Lightpaw pondered. He's probably out doing something useful. Her quiet but talented brother was a fraidy cat in most situations, but she knew he had mad skills. She, on the other hand, was too energetic to concentrate on anything and was too loud to preform most tasks. There's got to be some job I can do! I can't be useless! Deep down she knew she if she tried hard enough she'd be an asset to her Clan, but considering her Clanmate's current situation, it wasn't looking like she'd be even close to advantageous.

[Silhouettes]

( Black Cat )

Lightpaw sat with her tail curled around her paws, her head raised alertly, and her eyes flickering back and forth from the camp entrance to the prey pile. Her mouth was watering at just the thought of a big, juicy mouse, though making that dream a reality was far from possible. Everyone was out hunting, leaving the little apprentice with nothing to do. Lightpaw hated being bored, but it wasn't like she'd be much help on a hunt; as just a young apprentice, she'd probably scare away more prey than she caught. Sighing, she lowered her head into her paws.
I wonder what Burstpaw is up to, Lightpaw pondered. He's probably out doing something useful. Her quiet but talented brother was a fraidy cat in most situations, but she knew he had mad skills. She, on the other hand, was too energetic to concentrate on anything and was too loud to preform most tasks. There's got to be some job I can do! I can't be useless! Deep down she knew she if she tried hard enough she'd be an asset to her Clan, but considering her Clanmate's current situation, it wasn't looking like she'd be even close to advantageous.
Wisppaw trotted into camp, a limp sparrow in her maw. The molly wasn't the best hunter, and it took her quite a few tries until she finally caught something. She felt a spark of joy as she realized she was one of the only ones to be back from hunting. The apprentice practically leapt for joy as she set down the rather frail piece of prey, being full of herself like usual. Many cats called her 'annoying' and 'stupid' for her attitude; yet it never seemed to get to her head that it was actually true. Wisppaw spotted a she-cat around the same age as her watching the fresh kill pile. She put it down into the pile herself, hoping that Lightpaw wouldn't eat it right away. This was hers. She wanted someone 'worthy' to get it, and from what the other apprentice seemed to be doing, she did nothing so far. Her orbs narrowed as she looked at her. She was probably stuck up and didn't want to do any work whatsoever. Before she realized it, a growl sounded through her throat as if it was a warning not to eat.

[MaskedBandits]

( Black Cat )

Lightpaw saw the apprentice enter the camp, her head held high in seemingly pride. The sparrow had never seemed so appetizing, but the she-cat seemed to be guarding the prey; she dropped it onto the pile, yes, but she hadn't walked away yet, as if daring someone else to take it. If you want a challenger, you've got one! Always headstrong, Lightpaw put little thought into her actions, causing her choices to often be misguided or dangerous. When the molly caught her staring, she narrowed her own eyes in competition, as if saying she wasn't afraid of the apprentice. Once she growled, though, Lightpaw couldn't help herself. She got up and marched over to the she-cat, having had enough of her pride.

"Hey! You!" She trotted over to the molly with her own head raised and her sky-blue eyes narrowed. "You know prey can be eaten by everyone, right? Not just the cat who caught it?" Her eyes flickered to the sparrow, signaling to the apprentice that she was talking about her catch. This cat was getting on her nerves; didn't she know the Clan shared it's food, especially in times like these? Mouse-brain. Lightpaw practically rolled her eyes.
If anyone's gonna teach her a lesson in sharing, it'll be me!

[Random Melody]

Part of Marshpaw liked hanging out in the clearing, just sitting around and waiting for cats to come up to him - but he wasn't exactly what you would call lazy. As a matter of fact, Marshpaw was definitely more of a doer then a thinker, despite what others had said about that. But it was too bad for them... because the tom was someone who was going to get things done. Except for right now, when he was too tired to exactly 'do things.' Yes, the feline definitely had a lazy streak in him. At the moment he was flopped out ungracefully, watching the world go by through bright and almost intelligent eyes. Except, he wasn't really... intelligent, in a manner of speaking. He was more or less a foolish cat. But hey, at least there was still that streak of adventure in him, right? His eyes scanned the clearing, looking around for a cat who was either as interested in going on an adventure as he was or as tired as he was. He would take either kind of cat, really, because at the moment? Marshpaw wasn't interested in getting up to look for anyone else. A yawn escaped him, ivory fangs glinting before he quickly closed it and glanced around to see if anyone else had noticed. It wasn't like he was known for sitting around doing nothing, so this? This shouldn't hurt his reputation as a reckless fireball at all. Even though he didn't feel like a reckless fireball at the moment, that was what Marshpaw was known for... that and his flirty personality.

@Random Melchester (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=79)


Mintkit squeezed out of the nursery, sticking close to the den walls. Her first reaction was to search for her father; Luckily, Stormstrike was nowhere to be found. And Snowstar was out on patrol. Good. Mintkit thought, satisfied. Honeyfur was inside watching her siblings. Mintkit had no idea how she'd managed to slip past her aunt, but she had. The blue-point Siamese's ice blue eyes trailed around for her other aunts and uncles, relieved when she didnt see them. Foxthorn would probably let it slide, but Blackstorm, Goldensky and Roarclaw would probably escort her back to the nursery immediately. The two-moon old kit closed her eyes, breathing in softly. Mintkit stretched her front paws out in front of her and fluffed her fur up slightly, lifting her tail and kinking it over her back lightly. With her gray ears pricked and her eyes focused on anything and everything, she took a few steps forward. She'd been out into the clearing before, but never alone. She wasnt sure whether to be frightened or excited. The she-kit was usually one to observe. The only she-cat of her siblings, she heavily preferred to stick to the sidelines. Not because they played to wild for her, but just because... She didnt play. She didnt like to. She watched, she listened, she observed. But not now. Now, Mintkit was excited to be out in the clearing. Excited to see everything for herself. Without cats constantly telling her to stay within sight of the nursery.

Not anymore. Mintkit smiled victoriously to herself, taking in the victory. She shook her fur out and fluffed it up again before trotting forward, gazing around. It was a nice day. She heard a faint rumbling in the distance, and couldnt help wonder what it was. But decided it wasnt important. Gazing around, she flicked an ear as a young Tom caught her eye. Marshpaw. Not that she knew him; Mintkit hardly knew anyone aside from her siblings. But maybe this was her time to make some older friends? After a few moments, she made a decision, and with long, confident strides, she made her way over to the Tom. As long as he wasnt loud and obnoxious, it'd be good with her. "Hello," Mintkit mewed, stopping in front of him. She had to tip her head back to gaze up at him through clear ice blue eyes. "I'm Mintkit."

[Foggy22]

"That sounds like a cool thing to do," responded Risingmoon, glad that the conversation was lighting up. "I've never climbed much before. It's not really a ThunderClan thing, I guess. You just gotta be really skilled to do it," he said, knowing of only a pawful of cats that were brave enough to climb a tree on their own free whim. "I'm sure your kits will be the same," he chuckled lightly. Still, a question tugged at the back of the tom's mind. "If you don't mind me asking," he started out, his amber eyes sincere, "Where did you come from? I mean... before ThunderClan." From what he had gathered, she wasn't from another Clan, or anything resembling a Clan, but was probably a rogue or loner. After that bit about trees, he had assumed she probably wasn't a kittypet - anyone who loves to climb trees wouldn't be content shut up in a Twoleg den, certainly?
(Sorry for late reply, was at school)
Stormstripe chuckled slightly."I'm sure they will," she purred, getting excited at the thought that one day, she could go hunting with her kits. When they were old enough, of course. Until then, she would watch them like a hawk! Stormstripe cocked her head slightly at the question. "I don't mind you asking,"she replied. "I used to be a loner, but I lived with my mate, and my parents we're living not too far away, so I would go and visit them once in a while. My siblings, however, traveled a lot, so I didn't get to see them much. My parents were quite sad when they said that they wanted to travel and not stay with them, but soon accepted it. That's really it to my story." she paused, taking a breath, then asking. "What about you?Were you born here or...?

[lone]

Mintberry winced again at the ideas of night terrors. She didn't give Ottertail a clear answer, just a mere shrug at his suggestion of waking someone up. In all honesty, she didn't want to do that. She didn't want her problems to be someone else's problems and her shrug signified she'd think about it. However, the black and white she-cat already had her mind set about the answer. She wouldn't do it. It didn't matter how much he may press her about it, it was simply something she wouldn't do. At least not for a while.

Her ears pricked back up at his comment and her whiskers twitched a bit. "Oh yes, yes I forget how old my fluff-butt is getting with his aches and pains. Say do I need to make a trip to Wheatfur's den to get you some herbs?" she spoke, her voice wasn't so quiet now, just mischievous. As Ottertail flopped down, she only nodded her head as if it were confirmation. "Oh, it appears your old joints got the better of you again, I should probably go make that trip then," she couldn't hide the purr in the back of her throat as she teased her friend. Her tail tip was flicking with the ideas of smart remarks and puns she could possibly make right now. Of course, the majority were kept to herself.

Her shrug was enough for the tom, even though he wasn't sure if she would do it or not. It wasn't fair for her to have to deal with that crud on her own, but... he couldn't make Mintberry do something she didn't want to. Better to leave it be and just hope rather then waiting for something that wasn't going to happen. "What did I say about calling me fluff-butt? His voice was on the verge of sternly playful, the only thing missing was an actually serious expression on his features. When playing, it was difficult for Ottertail to maintain an expression like that - as said before. He was always playing, and having a good time seemed to be one of the only things on his mind. [/B]"But my aches and pains and I would appreciate it very much,"[/B] The tom continued, flashing a mischievious smile at her and rolling over onto his side. That mischievious expression was still strong in his eyes, but almost not as apparent as he glanced up at the sky again. The day would probably go pretty uneventfully... it seemed the weather was good so there should be a lot of prey, was it not for those stupid Twolegs. Sometimes he wished they were more aware of the Clans, more aware of the world around them and could realize what they were doing. Even though it might destroy some sort of a balance, Ottertail would be quite grateful for the change from the bumbling creatures they were in his eyes.

[lone]

At his response, Honeyvenom couldn’t help but tilt her head to the side curiously. The tom acted as if she had suddenly knocked him out of a daydream and back into reality. And there was something else about him that made gave her that spark of curiosity. He seemed…. cautious. Was that the right word? Well, the ginger tabby had little time to ponder over it as she was quickly given a better response. “It’s nice to meet you too,” Honeyvenom said politely, giving him a warm smile. The name Leafsparks seemed unfamiliar to her. If she hadn’t noticed him around camp before this, then she certainly didn’t know his name. He was a peculiar cat. There was something strange about him that the warrior couldn’t quite place her paw on. She wanted to ask him if anything was wrong, if anything was bothering him. But she had been brought up to be polite and so she knew better than to pry into the business of others.

Honeyvenom watched silently as the tom’s expression eventually changed from tense to cheerful. It appeared as though he had just managed to get a weight off his shoulders. The warrior couldn’t help but feel slightly overwhelmed with the sudden stream of words. Perhaps it was his sudden change in mood that surprised her. The tabby had seen cats change emotions very quickly before, but there was just something a little more different about his particular tom. “I’m doing well. What about you?” She asked, staying calm and polite despite his cheerfulness. Every now and again, her whiskers would twitch in amusement. “Oh yes, this Green-Leaf has been nice. I can only hope that Leaf-Fall and Leaf-Bare won’t be too harsh on us,” Honeyvenom remarked, glancing up at the sky for a short moment before returning her gaze to its original place. “The weather certainly has been playing up,” She murmured. Not long ago, it had been raining. Now, it had stopped, but for how long? The warrior could also feel the temperatures dropping. She had felt a cold chill earlier in the morning breeze.

“So, what’s with the sudden cheeriness?” She dared to ask. Honeyvenom tilted her head to the side, to make her seem curious, rather than nosy. She wouldn’t care too much if the tom chose not to respond, but she wanted to hear something. The ginger tabby might not show it, but she liked knowing things where she could. She never refused an opportunity to learn something new, whether it be a fact, or just gossip. “It seemed like something was bothering you earlier,” Honeyvenom continued, trying to subtly press him further into telling her something. Maybe she would be able to help him if he had a problem. She was good at that kind of stuff. That is, if he was willing to accept help. Not everyone was willing to spill all their problems and ask for a bit of comfort. There were times where Honeyvenom herself wasn’t willing to talk to anyone in times of despair. It was what she called her ‘shutdown mode’.




Briarwish cared little as to whether the tom wanted to tag along or not. She had nothing to do for the rest of the afternoon so she might as well find a cat to drag around. Before she could ask what he might want to do, she had to deal with her rude apprentice. With her teeth bared, she stalked closer to the young tom. Suddenly, he slipped passed both her and her new acquaintance. Briarwish considered going after him, but quickly thought against it. She had better things to do than chase after misbehaving apprentices all day. “Go clean the old bedding out of the elder’s den!” She called to Bearpaw. “And we’re not doing any more training until you finish that,” She said, making sure her voice was loud enough for him to hear. Hopefully spending a bit of time around the elders would teach him to not be so rude.
Huffing, she closed her eyes, as though completely forgetting about Nettleclaw. “Glad that’s over,” She murmured to herself, before opening her eyes and looking at the tom.
The warm smile she gave him made the feline smile back. After the stress of worrying about Minnowstripe for what seemed like ages, this was a lot like a warm, but not too hot day... just pleasant. It had been a while since the tom had even dared to so much as look at another she cat, let alone talk to one, but Honeyvenom seemed so sweet. "Yeah... I'm a little worried, though, with the construction going on and everything. I wish the twolegs would stay away from our territory, but..." His voice trailed off and he gave a shrug as though to say 'what do you do?' It wasn't like Leafsparks was exactly socially awkward, but having not spoken to another she cat in a while definitely gave his conversational skills with Honeyvenom something to be desired. Conversations with Minnowstripe had always been easy - just find something to ramble about, let her make her comments, and agree with things that she said, or talk to her as though she were a fragile doll. Compliments and such.

It didn't seem quite appropriate in this situation, however, and the tom knew better then to start on something like that. Her question startled him, not to mention sent his mind reeling for a quick and effortless answer. "Uhh..." Smooth as silk, Leafsparks. Yep, he was one of a kind alright. Right now he was sort of wishing he had never broken up with the familiar she cat, maybe she could have given him lessons or something. Except she was way different then this one. And so Leafsparks wasn't quite sure what to do. Now was generally a time when he would throw in a compliment or something, but again, he knew better then to try doing that with Honeyvenom. She just didn't seem like the type you should try and rush things on. And it was so much more different then what he was used to that honestly, Leafsparks didn't even know what to do. Should he... just answer her?

"Just a situation I had earlier today that I realized is cleared up now. Kind of a late realization, but..." Again, he shrugged and thought if that was accurate. Yeah, it sounded about right. He had also sort of been in shock like he couldn't believe he had just done that. That had been one of the dumbest things he had ever done, and also the smartest. Probably one of the bravest as well, Leafsparks wasn't exactly cowardly but he was no hero. "Yeah, I guess you could say that. I was sort of lost in thought." The tom responded, wondering if that was accurate as well. Yep. Definitely a little lost in thought. He was still thinking about how things were going to go in the future, and if he was going to be alright... chances were, not really. Minnowstripe had cast some pretty lasting scars on his mental health, and he might be paranoid - but then again, freedom always came at a price. Everything did. And while he wasn't quite sure about this price, it was a nice to be free once more all the the same. No matter what the price might be.

[Boulder]

Nettlepaw had just finished eating when he walked over to her. As he spoke a thought had popped into her head. Why would some random warrior want to talk to me? I usually only talk with cats my own age or my older sister. All of a sudden the apprentice began to heat up and she didn't quite know what to say. "Uh...Hi...My name is...Nettlepaw." she replied awkwardly after a while of hesitation. You finally get somebody to talk to you and you stutter like that. What are you a kit. While she thought she felt her pelt grow hot with embarrassment. "I'm so sorry. I'm not usually like this. I normally don't talk to warriors besides my sister and my mentor." Nettlepaw apologized. That's better. Don't be nervous he's your clanmate. Even though you just met him doesn't mean you need to be as awkward as this.


The warrior shook his head as he heard the apprentice's words.
"Don't worry, neither I usually go around talking to random apprentices."
A purr escaped from his throat as he spoke. He was aware that going to talk to the so called Nettlepaw hadn't been a good idea to socialize. However, he didn't regret it at all. Liongaze lowered himself to the ground, lying on the soft terrain of the clearing, his tail curled around his body. Maybe this way he'd seem less scary or something. He was as confused as the apprentice was, if Nettlepaw was confused. He couldn't tell.
"Nice name, anyway."
He added shortly, giving a slight flick of his tail tip.

[lone]

Mintkit squeezed out of the nursery, sticking close to the den walls. Her first reaction was to search for her father; Luckily, Stormstrike was nowhere to be found. And Snowstar was out on patrol. Good. Mintkit thought, satisfied. Honeyfur was inside watching her siblings. Mintkit had no idea how she'd managed to slip past her aunt, but she had. The blue-point Siamese's ice blue eyes trailed around for her other aunts and uncles, relieved when she didnt see them. Foxthorn would probably let it slide, but Blackstorm, Goldensky and Roarclaw would probably escort her back to the nursery immediately. The two-moon old kit closed her eyes, breathing in softly. Mintkit stretched her front paws out in front of her and fluffed her fur up slightly, lifting her tail and kinking it over her back lightly. With her gray ears pricked and her eyes focused on anything and everything, she took a few steps forward. She'd been out into the clearing before, but never alone. She wasnt sure whether to be frightened or excited. The she-kit was usually one to observe. The only she-cat of her siblings, she heavily preferred to stick to the sidelines. Not because they played to wild for her, but just because... She didnt play. She didnt like to. She watched, she listened, she observed. But not now. Now, Mintkit was excited to be out in the clearing. Excited to see everything for herself. Without cats constantly telling her to stay within sight of the nursery.

Not anymore. Mintkit smiled victoriously to herself, taking in the victory. She shook her fur out and fluffed it up again before trotting forward, gazing around. It was a nice day. She heard a faint rumbling in the distance, and couldnt help wonder what it was. But decided it wasnt important. Gazing around, she flicked an ear as a young Tom caught her eye. Marshpaw. Not that she knew him; Mintkit hardly knew anyone aside from her siblings. But maybe this was her time to make some older friends? After a few moments, she made a decision, and with long, confident strides, she made her way over to the Tom. As long as he wasnt loud and obnoxious, it'd be good with her. "Hello," Mintkit mewed, stopping in front of him. She had to tip her head back to gaze up at him through clear ice blue eyes. "I'm Mintkit."

A kit approaching him brought Marshpaw's attention from boredom onto that cat. He thought he recognized her... although he was certain he would have seen the feline roaming around. "Well hi there," The tom mewed with a friendly grin. Right now he was too tired to really play with the kit, or even greet her in a friendlier manner, but she wasn't exactly like the other kits he always saw running around the clearing. She had an air of calmness, of almost command to her. And it somewhat scared Marshpaw. He wasn't sure if she was going to give him orders or not, but she looked like the type to do something of the sort. Not exactly the playful cat he was used to. Now, had she been an apprentice, this would have been the perfect moment for the young apprentice to start flirting.

From the looks of things, he was about six moons older then her... so it wasn't a bad age difference, he had seen cats together who were much further apart then that. And besides, the feline sincerely doubted they would end up together. It wasn't so much that he had committment issues, it was more that he was trying to keep an intimate relationship at a distance. He would get into trouble here and there, perhaps stay with a she cat for a little while, but he had never been too sure about having a truly intimate relationship with another cat. "I'm Marshpaw. King of flirting. Star of the apprentice den. Creator of mischief, leader of adventures... You might've heard of me," The feline mewed in a deceptively modest tone. Nope, Marshpaw liked to brag about himself. He was obnoxious at times.

But, it was always in humor, and he always did try his best to make other cats laugh. "So Mintkit, where are your parents and what are you doing out here alone? Most kits come out with their families, y'know, like... as a group?" His mew was puzzled as he watched the younger cat. Had she snuck away? If so, maybe he needed to be taking tips from her. Most new Mothers were overprotective of their kits. And still, Marshpaw felt as though he had seen the younger cat before... she looked so familiar... but he wasn't really the type to put those kinds of pieces together. Man, he needed a friend to be the brains behind his genius escape plans. That was, to tell him when they were stupid, when they were good, and to fix the flaws in them.

[Random Melody]

A kit approaching him brought Marshpaw's attention from boredom onto that cat. He thought he recognized her... although he was certain he would have seen the feline roaming around. "Well hi there," The tom mewed with a friendly grin. Right now he was too tired to really play with the kit, or even greet her in a friendlier manner, but she wasn't exactly like the other kits he always saw running around the clearing. She had an air of calmness, of almost command to her. And it somewhat scared Marshpaw. He wasn't sure if she was going to give him orders or not, but she looked like the type to do something of the sort. Not exactly the playful cat he was used to. Now, had she been an apprentice, this would have been the perfect moment for the young apprentice to start flirting.

From the looks of things, he was about six moons older then her... so it wasn't a bad age difference, he had seen cats together who were much further apart then that. And besides, the feline sincerely doubted they would end up together. It wasn't so much that he had committment issues, it was more that he was trying to keep an intimate relationship at a distance. He would get into trouble here and there, perhaps stay with a she cat for a little while, but he had never been too sure about having a truly intimate relationship with another cat. "I'm Marshpaw. King of flirting. Star of the apprentice den. Creator of mischief, leader of adventures... You might've heard of me," The feline mewed in a deceptively modest tone. Nope, Marshpaw liked to brag about himself. He was obnoxious at times.

But, it was always in humor, and he always did try his best to make other cats laugh. "So Mintkit, where are your parents and what are you doing out here alone? Most kits come out with their families, y'know, like... as a group?" His mew was puzzled as he watched the younger cat. Had she snuck away? If so, maybe he needed to be taking tips from her. Most new Mothers were overprotective of their kits. And still, Marshpaw felt as though he had seen the younger cat before... she looked so familiar... but he wasn't really the type to put those kinds of pieces together. Man, he needed a friend to be the brains behind his genius escape plans. That was, to tell him when they were stupid, when they were good, and to fix the flaws in them.


Mintkit knew as soon as he greeted her that this may be a problem. The she-kit allowed her tail to whisk over the ground, studying him through narrowed ice blue eyes. As he continued on, Marshpaw, King of flirting, star of the apprentice den, creator of mischief... Mintkit wanted to laugh, but she found no humor in the words. This Tom was exactly the opposite of the cats she'd been hoping to run into. She wanted someone quiet and polite. So why was she still standing here? Well, Mintkit was a polite little kitten. Snowstar always told her to be nice to everyone. And if she didnt have anything nice to say, not to say anything at all. Mintkit kept silent. Not because she didnt have anything nice to say; No, she could say something nice. Im sure he's a great mischief maker. And im sure he gets many she-cats on his tail as well, She decided as she looked him over.

His question had a smile tugging at her lips, sitting back to gaze up at him. The kit lowered her head to give her paw a quick lick, bringing it up to run down her muzzle as she spoke. "My father doesnt seem to be here." Mintkit announced, gaze roaming the clearing. "And my mother is out on patrol. Snowstar is a very busy cat." She whisked her tail slightly as her gaze came back up to Marshpaw. She held no pride in being the leader's daughter. No, Mintkit wasnt one for titles. She was Mintkit, Kit of ThunderClan. Soon she would be an apprentice, then a warrior. Being Snowstar's daughter didnt earn her any privileges; Mintkit would make sure of this. "My siblings are still inside. Honeyfur is watching them." Mintkit informed Marshpaw. "I wanted to come see what I could find out here without them constantly on my tail." Mintkit brought her gaze back to his face. "Well, looks like I found you. So, Marshpaw," She paused to ensure she'd gotten his name right before continuing; "You dont seem very busy for an apprentice. Where's your mentor?" Mintkit was almost startled by how calm she sounded to her own ears. I've really got to stop hanging around Honeyfur and Roarclaw. She thought, keeping her eyes trained on Marshpaw. Of course she meant no harm to her words; She was simply curious. It wasnt like whatever this Tom was doing was affecting her or anything. And it wasnt like it was any of her business that he didnt seem to be working. Maybe he had the day off, after all; Mintkit didnt really know, that's why she was asking.

[Aquarius]

(Sorry for late reply, was at school)
Stormstripe chuckled slightly."I'm sure they will," she purred, getting excited at the thought that one day, she could go hunting with her kits. When they were old enough, of course. Until then, she would watch them like a hawk! Stormstripe cocked her head slightly at the question. "I don't mind you asking,"she replied. "I used to be a loner, but I lived with my mate, and my parents we're living not too far away, so I would go and visit them once in a while. My siblings, however, traveled a lot, so I didn't get to see them much. My parents were quite sad when they said that they wanted to travel and not stay with them, but soon accepted it. That's really it to my story." she paused, taking a breath, then asking. "What about you?Were you born here or...?

"Oh. That sounds like a nice life," he admitted. Everything within reach, yet she had still had full free will. Parents, and a mate and kits. But that led to another question - why had she left it all? What had happened to her mate? But that was certainly a question that Risingmoon wasn't going to press. He dropped it and nodded at the she-cat, understanding how much she had gone through. Quietly he took a second to process her question. "I am Clanborn, but I ran away when I was an apprentice," he explained, swallowing hard.. He had never really told anyone this before - most cats who knew him knew about his story, anyways. "I came back though, after I began to miss my friends. I had no family though - they all disowned me when they deemed I was not good enough to become a warrior. Because of my, um," he paused for a moment. "ADD. I get distracted. A lot."

[Foggy22]

"Oh. That sounds like a nice life," he admitted. Everything within reach, yet she had still had full free will. Parents, and a mate and kits. But that led to another question - why had she left it all? What had happened to her mate? But that was certainly a question that Risingmoon wasn't going to press. He dropped it and nodded at the she-cat, understanding how much she had gone through. Quietly he took a second to process her question. "I am Clanborn, but I ran away when I was an apprentice," he explained, swallowing hard.. He had never really told anyone this before - most cats who knew him knew about his story, anyways. "I came back though, after I began to miss my friends. I had no family though - they all disowned me when they deemed I was not good enough to become a warrior. Because of my, um," he paused for a moment. "ADD. I get distracted. A lot."

Stormstripe nodded in agreement. "It was. It was nice to be able to see my parents every now and again, too." she meowed. She listened quietly to him as he answered her question. "I see. It's fine if you get distracted though, it doesn't really make a difference to me. Also, if you don't mind me asking, what is ADD?" she asked, curious. She had only a faint idea of what it was, but wasn't too sure.

[Silhouettes]

MaskedBandits (Sorry it took so long, crashed repeatedly)

The apprentice let out a growl once more as Lightpaw approached. Wisppaw wanted someone worthy like the deputy or a well-respected warrior to have the piece of prey as their meal. She felt confident for being able to catch the sparrow when the two-legs scared them all away. "I wasn't going to eat it, you lazy furball." She hissed. The molly scooted it away from her. "Besides, it's just prey. No need to get all worked up with yourself." Wisppaw raised her head ever-so higher; yet she completely contradicted her previous actions.

[MaskedBandits]

( Black Cat )
(You're good :heartbounce: )

Lightpaw struggled to hold back her own growl. It was all she could do not to arch her back and hiss at the infuriating apprentice. They were almost the same age, and yet she was treating her like a kit! I've had enough. If she won't share it with me, I just might have to take it by force! The young she-cat wasn't fond of fighting, nor was she good at it, but that didn't mean she wouldn't give it her all. She'd have to teach the molly some manners. She squared her shoulders, puffed up her chest, and narrowed her eyes into tiny slits. All traces of boredom had left her blue orbs; it was time she chastasized the molly for her unwillingness to share.

"If I shouldn't get worked up about it, then wouldn't that mean you shouldn't get worked up about it either?" Lightpaw's neck couldn't seem to move up any higher, so she just scoffed at the she-cat. "Besides, I'm not the one who needs to learn some manners." She took a swipe at the sparrow, hoping to snag it in her small but sharp claws. She wasn't sure how fast the other apprentice was, and could only wish that StarClan would gift her with momentary swiftness so she could grab the bird. The rest of the Clan is hungry, yes, but so am I, and this mangy furrball doesn't get to decide what I eat and when!

[Drago Victinius Bloodward]

Greypaw thudded onto his back, purring as he gently pawed his sister off of him. "So how is your training going?"
Icepaw backed off of him "right now it's kinda paused since redclaw is injured but I've been praticing by myself" she said

[lone]

Mintkit knew as soon as he greeted her that this may be a problem. The she-kit allowed her tail to whisk over the ground, studying him through narrowed ice blue eyes. As he continued on, Marshpaw, King of flirting, star of the apprentice den, creator of mischief... Mintkit wanted to laugh, but she found no humor in the words. This Tom was exactly the opposite of the cats she'd been hoping to run into. She wanted someone quiet and polite. So why was she still standing here? Well, Mintkit was a polite little kitten. Snowstar always told her to be nice to everyone. And if she didnt have anything nice to say, not to say anything at all. Mintkit kept silent. Not because she didnt have anything nice to say; No, she could say something nice. Im sure he's a great mischief maker. And im sure he gets many she-cats on his tail as well, She decided as she looked him over.

His question had a smile tugging at her lips, sitting back to gaze up at him. The kit lowered her head to give her paw a quick lick, bringing it up to run down her muzzle as she spoke. "My father doesnt seem to be here." Mintkit announced, gaze roaming the clearing. "And my mother is out on patrol. Snowstar is a very busy cat." She whisked her tail slightly as her gaze came back up to Marshpaw. She held no pride in being the leader's daughter. No, Mintkit wasnt one for titles. She was Mintkit, Kit of ThunderClan. Soon she would be an apprentice, then a warrior. Being Snowstar's daughter didnt earn her any privileges; Mintkit would make sure of this. "My siblings are still inside. Honeyfur is watching them." Mintkit informed Marshpaw. "I wanted to come see what I could find out here without them constantly on my tail." Mintkit brought her gaze back to his face. "Well, looks like I found you. So, Marshpaw," She paused to ensure she'd gotten his name right before continuing; "You dont seem very busy for an apprentice. Where's your mentor?" Mintkit was almost startled by how calm she sounded to her own ears. I've really got to stop hanging around Honeyfur and Roarclaw. She thought, keeping her eyes trained on Marshpaw. Of course she meant no harm to her words; She was simply curious. It wasnt like whatever this Tom was doing was affecting her or anything. And it wasnt like it was any of her business that he didnt seem to be working. Maybe he had the day off, after all; Mintkit didnt really know, that's why she was asking.

"For real, your Mother is Snowstar?" His optics widened in surprise. While the kit before him might not be much for titles, he certainly was. And that was a very important title. "Oh... wow..." His voice trailed off. Marshpaw wondered if he should be speaking to the little she cat in such a casual way. No, no, surely she wanted to be treated like other kits, right? Part of him was torn between the respect that he felt towards the daughter of such an important figure, and how she must want to be treated. Should he ask her to forgive him for his stupidity? Yeah, Marshpaw could be pretty stupid and he was aware of it. Not only because he was reminded of it, but because he had been aware of it before then as well. It was almost like he thought he had to be, like it was a part of him.

Except, sometimes Marshpaw wished he could do something else. A sudden tought crossed his mind, before he heard the smaller cat begin to talk again. "Huh. So, you don't want to spend every waking moment with your siblings then, I take it." He spoke as though it were the biggest surprise ever, although truthfully he could see that. Marshpaw himself was, as far as he knew, an only kit. His parents were unknown to him and if he had siblings, that was also unknown. Not to mention the annoying fact that, again, as far as he knew, he had no living family. At the mention of his mentor, the tom's ears went back a little. The feline hadn't been feeling good, and had sent Marshpaw out on his own to try and practice, and had told him that he would be trained tomorrow. Why they weren't with Wheatfur, he wasn't sure.

"Sick, I think. I'm not really sure. I've got to get some practicing done at some point today... hey, would you want to come watch me do battle moves? Maybe I could even teach you some of the simpler ones, and then you could really impress your mentor... what do you say, Mintkit?" Marshpaw asked, giving the younger feline a charming smile. Was she going to come with him? He supposed it would be alright, after all, he would be with Mintkit the whole time and there would be no danger of her getting in the way. Besides, if he could teach her a thing or two, that would be pretty cool - right? An opportunity that most kits wouldn't pass up. Still, she was a little different then most kits Marshpaw had met. She was... calmer. And whether he liked that or not, he wasn't sure.

[Aquarius]

Stormstripe nodded in agreement. "It was. It was nice to be able to see my parents every now and again, too." she meowed. She listened quietly to him as he answered her question. "I see. It's fine if you get distracted though, it doesn't really make a difference to me. Also, if you don't mind me asking, what is ADD?" she asked, curious. She had only a faint idea of what it was, but wasn't too sure.

Risingmoon nodded his head, not wanting to be rude, although he didn't really want to explain. He shifted uncomfortably on his paws, but he had his tail neatly wrapped around him so it was extremely subtle. "It's, it's just that I can't focus. On anything. That's why I can barely hunt or fight, although I really try. But every small thing catches my attention," he explained, remembering how Quailleap used to scold him for not being able to do anything right. That's why he had ran away, he recalled bitterly, hiding it well. "But I've kind of gotten better over the years," he added, since it was slightly true.

[Random Melody]

"For real, your Mother is Snowstar?" His optics widened in surprise. While the kit before him might not be much for titles, he certainly was. And that was a very important title. "Oh... wow..." His voice trailed off. Marshpaw wondered if he should be speaking to the little she cat in such a casual way. No, no, surely she wanted to be treated like other kits, right? Part of him was torn between the respect that he felt towards the daughter of such an important figure, and how she must want to be treated. Should he ask her to forgive him for his stupidity? Yeah, Marshpaw could be pretty stupid and he was aware of it. Not only because he was reminded of it, but because he had been aware of it before then as well. It was almost like he thought he had to be, like it was a part of him.

Except, sometimes Marshpaw wished he could do something else. A sudden tought crossed his mind, before he heard the smaller cat begin to talk again. "Huh. So, you don't want to spend every waking moment with your siblings then, I take it." He spoke as though it were the biggest surprise ever, although truthfully he could see that. Marshpaw himself was, as far as he knew, an only kit. His parents were unknown to him and if he had siblings, that was also unknown. Not to mention the annoying fact that, again, as far as he knew, he had no living family. At the mention of his mentor, the tom's ears went back a little. The feline hadn't been feeling good, and had sent Marshpaw out on his own to try and practice, and had told him that he would be trained tomorrow. Why they weren't with Wheatfur, he wasn't sure.

"Sick, I think. I'm not really sure. I've got to get some practicing done at some point today... hey, would you want to come watch me do battle moves? Maybe I could even teach you some of the simpler ones, and then you could really impress your mentor... what do you say, Mintkit?" Marshpaw asked, giving the younger feline a charming smile. Was she going to come with him? He supposed it would be alright, after all, he would be with Mintkit the whole time and there would be no danger of her getting in the way. Besides, if he could teach her a thing or two, that would be pretty cool - right? An opportunity that most kits wouldn't pass up. Still, she was a little different then most kits Marshpaw had met. She was... calmer. And whether he liked that or not, he wasn't sure.


"Yes." Mintkit replied evenly, looking up at him through calm ice blue eyes. After a moment she spoke again, deciding to set things a bit straighter since she saw through his eyes how torn he was now. "But that doesnt mean I should be treated any differently. Regardless of my mother's rank, I am still a kit. And I will earn respect from other cats because of who I am," Mintkit's gaze flickered around the clearing for a moment, before coming to rest on Marshpaw again. "Not who my mother is." She sat back, giving her shoulder fur a few quick licks. She knew she was intelligent for her age, something that happened from listening in too often on Honeyfur and Roarclaw's conversations. StarClan, she had to stop that.

Upon hearing his next words, Mintkit flicked an ear slightly. "Well, dont get me wrong. I love my brothers." The young she-kit sighed, casting a glance toward the nursery. "But they can be sort of... Excitable. And its hard to make friends when they run around the clearing screaming about fake battles and all that." Mintkit shook her head a little bit, bringing her eyes back to Marshpaw's face. "They might mature when they're older. Besides," She paused. "And no offense... Its been proven that she-cats mature faster than Toms." She offered him a brilliant smile before standing, stretching her front paws out. Not that she had any intention of going anywhere, she was quite enjoying this conversation they were having at the moment.

His next words - His offer to take her out to train - Had her interest immediately. She'd gotten herself this far out of the nursery, perhaps leaving camp wouldnt be too bad, either. Mintkit's ice blue eyes bore into Marshpaw's as he spoke, obviously quite intrigued. She'd always wanted to go out into the territory, and this was her chance to. Snowstar would be furious if she found out, and so would Stormstrike, but Mintkit could take the fall so that Marshpaw didnt get in too much trouble. "I convinced him to let me out. He didnt want to, but I kept asking. Its my fault, dont be mad at him, please?" Mintkit went over the words in her head, feeling her paws tingle with excitement at the idea of going out. They would only go to the training cave, probably, and Mintkit was sure that it was perfectly safe there. Besides, learning battle moves did sound fun... After a bit of thinking, she finally nodded. "Sounds fine to me."

[aleka!]

Petalfall stiffened some more. "You mean what exactly...?" She asked, her ears flattened as she avoided his gaze deliberately. While she was thinking, the Turkish Van was pretty much unaware of the other feline's question, through she caught the end of the thread. Is he talking about what I said, or that I should just give it to a cat who needs it more instead? She wondered, the fur near her flank slightly starting to bristle vwfore she forced her long and soft pelt to stay flat. I should of been listening more. The molly just though with an inward sigh, sheathing her claws.
She then moved her gaze toward them, and suddenly she felt that she couldn't sit still. "Oh great..." She huffed to herself under her breath, hoping that the ginger male would just ignore it.
Boop Jaymoon)

[lone]

"Yes." Mintkit replied evenly, looking up at him through calm ice blue eyes. After a moment she spoke again, deciding to set things a bit straighter since she saw through his eyes how torn he was now. "But that doesnt mean I should be treated any differently. Regardless of my mother's rank, I am still a kit. And I will earn respect from other cats because of who I am," Mintkit's gaze flickered around the clearing for a moment, before coming to rest on Marshpaw again. "Not who my mother is." She sat back, giving her shoulder fur a few quick licks. She knew she was intelligent for her age, something that happened from listening in too often on Honeyfur and Roarclaw's conversations. StarClan, she had to stop that.

Upon hearing his next words, Mintkit flicked an ear slightly. "Well, dont get me wrong. I love my brothers." The young she-kit sighed, casting a glance toward the nursery. "But they can be sort of... Excitable. And its hard to make friends when they run around the clearing screaming about fake battles and all that." Mintkit shook her head a little bit, bringing her eyes back to Marshpaw's face. "They might mature when they're older. Besides," She paused. "And no offense... Its been proven that she-cats mature faster than Toms." She offered him a brilliant smile before standing, stretching her front paws out. Not that she had any intention of going anywhere, she was quite enjoying this conversation they were having at the moment.

His next words - His offer to take her out to train - Had her interest immediately. She'd gotten herself this far out of the nursery, perhaps leaving camp wouldnt be too bad, either. Mintkit's ice blue eyes bore into Marshpaw's as he spoke, obviously quite intrigued. She'd always wanted to go out into the territory, and this was her chance to. Snowstar would be furious if she found out, and so would Stormstrike, but Mintkit could take the fall so that Marshpaw didnt get in too much trouble. "I convinced him to let me out. He didnt want to, but I kept asking. Its my fault, dont be mad at him, please?" Mintkit went over the words in her head, feeling her paws tingle with excitement at the idea of going out. They would only go to the training cave, probably, and Mintkit was sure that it was perfectly safe there. Besides, learning battle moves did sound fun... After a bit of thinking, she finally nodded. "Sounds fine to me."

That sounded way too mature for a kit of her age. Marshpaw knew that at that age, had his Mother been Snowstar, he would have been bragging about it all over the clearing. Most likely using it to make friends or get out of trouble. Yeah, things hadn't changed too much since then - except perhaps Marshpaw held a little more maturity then he had. He knew when to be serious. But it wasn't often, and sometimes social cues were misread. "You're really mature for a kit of your age. Better not hang around me for long - I'll have you acting like you had less sense then a toad." For Marshpaw, toads were the stupidest of all animals. So, having less sense then a toad (as he had been told he did) was probably not the best thing to say to her. Still, since she had said she shouldn't be treated differently, Marshpaw had decided that he would treat Mintkit as though she were just ordinary.

And technically, she was - other then that crazy maturity that a cat her age shouldn't have. Part of the tom wanted to get her living it up, having fun! Life was short, fun was good, put the two pieces together and you should have a life full of fun. That was why Marshpaw had decided he wasn't going to waste time worrying about what others wanted from him. Or at least, he wasn't going to stress about it. If someone didn't like him for who he was, well, that was too bad. The tom laughed a little at the kit's words, his eyes sparkling. "Geez, a mature she cat growing up around toms? What kind of influences do you have making you so calm?" He asked. Although her comment about maturing faster made sense, Marshpaw decided to take it and joke around with it, as he liked to do with most things.

"Hmph. I don't think they do - look at me! I'm more mature then all the she cats my age," He bragged. That was an exaggeration. Sure, there might be one or two that even Marshpaw was more mature then, but by no means all of them. As a matter of fact, they found him interesting because of his immaturity. And of course, his flirtatious personality. Even he wouldn't stoop to flirting with a kit, however. He'd seen strange apprentices doing that, of course the kits didn't get it and then there was the awkward moment when the apprentice would have to explain to the kit what they had been talking about. Marshpaw didn't exactly want to be one of those cats. Her agreement surprised him - even though going out into the clearing, on her own, certainly proved that she was an adventurous type.

And, Marshpaw wasn't all that worried about getting in trouble. For one thing, they were both in on it, and for another... well... he had never minded that too much. And if he did end up having to clean out the elders' den or something, it wouldn't be too bad! Right? "Great! Let's go!" The enthusiasm in his voice surprised even him, he wasn't thinking that he was going to sound so upbeat about it, but... he was glad. They were going on an adventure! And what wasn't to like about something like that?

(to the training cave? <3)

[Random Melody]

That sounded way too mature for a kit of her age. Marshpaw knew that at that age, had his Mother been Snowstar, he would have been bragging about it all over the clearing. Most likely using it to make friends or get out of trouble. Yeah, things hadn't changed too much since then - except perhaps Marshpaw held a little more maturity then he had. He knew when to be serious. But it wasn't often, and sometimes social cues were misread. "You're really mature for a kit of your age. Better not hang around me for long - I'll have you acting like you had less sense then a toad." For Marshpaw, toads were the stupidest of all animals. So, having less sense then a toad (as he had been told he did) was probably not the best thing to say to her. Still, since she had said she shouldn't be treated differently, Marshpaw had decided that he would treat Mintkit as though she were just ordinary.

And technically, she was - other then that crazy maturity that a cat her age shouldn't have. Part of the tom wanted to get her living it up, having fun! Life was short, fun was good, put the two pieces together and you should have a life full of fun. That was why Marshpaw had decided he wasn't going to waste time worrying about what others wanted from him. Or at least, he wasn't going to stress about it. If someone didn't like him for who he was, well, that was too bad. The tom laughed a little at the kit's words, his eyes sparkling. "Geez, a mature she cat growing up around toms? What kind of influences do you have making you so calm?" He asked. Although her comment about maturing faster made sense, Marshpaw decided to take it and joke around with it, as he liked to do with most things.

"Hmph. I don't think they do - look at me! I'm more mature then all the she cats my age," He bragged. That was an exaggeration. Sure, there might be one or two that even Marshpaw was more mature then, but by no means all of them. As a matter of fact, they found him interesting because of his immaturity. And of course, his flirtatious personality. Even he wouldn't stoop to flirting with a kit, however. He'd seen strange apprentices doing that, of course the kits didn't get it and then there was the awkward moment when the apprentice would have to explain to the kit what they had been talking about. Marshpaw didn't exactly want to be one of those cats. Her agreement surprised him - even though going out into the clearing, on her own, certainly proved that she was an adventurous type.

And, Marshpaw wasn't all that worried about getting in trouble. For one thing, they were both in on it, and for another... well... he had never minded that too much. And if he did end up having to clean out the elders' den or something, it wouldn't be too bad! Right? "Great! Let's go!" The enthusiasm in his voice surprised even him, he wasn't thinking that he was going to sound so upbeat about it, but... he was glad. They were going on an adventure! And what wasn't to like about something like that?

(to the training cave? <3)


(Sure :3 I'll post~ <3)

[jaymoon]

Boop Jaymoon)
Oh sorry )
i mean you mean what did you mean" he said staring at the she cat looking like he knew he would win
Writers block)

[Foggy22]

Risingmoon nodded his head, not wanting to be rude, although he didn't really want to explain. He shifted uncomfortably on his paws, but he had his tail neatly wrapped around him so it was extremely subtle. "It's, it's just that I can't focus. On anything. That's why I can barely hunt or fight, although I really try. But every small thing catches my attention," he explained, remembering how Quailleap used to scold him for not being able to do anything right. That's why he had ran away, he recalled bitterly, hiding it well. "But I've kind of gotten better over the years," he added, since it was slightly true.
(I don't know how to continue this, so maybe this could be to progress their relationship? I don't really know.)
Stormstripe nodded carefully, looking at Risingmoon. He didn't seem very distracted then. Oh well. "So, do YOU have a mate?" she asked casually, slightly teasingly. What Stormstripe didn't realise was that slowly, she was starting to like Risingmoon more and more. She kind of hoped that he liked her too. She shook these thoughts away, thinking of her dead mate.She sighed, and lay down again.

[MaskedBandits]

( Black Cat )

Lightpaw saw the apprentice enter the camp, her head held high in seemingly pride. The sparrow had never seemed so appetizing, but the she-cat seemed to be guarding the prey; she dropped it onto the pile, yes, but she hadn't walked away yet, as if daring someone else to take it. If you want a challenger, you've got one! Always headstrong, Lightpaw put little thought into her actions, causing her choices to often be misguided or dangerous. When the molly caught her staring, she narrowed her own eyes in competition, as if saying she wasn't afraid of the apprentice. Once she growled, though, Lightpaw couldn't help herself. She got up and marched over to the she-cat, having had enough of her pride.

"Hey! You!" She trotted over to the molly with her own head raised and her sky-blue eyes narrowed. "You know prey can be eaten by everyone, right? Not just the cat who caught it?" Her eyes flickered to the sparrow, signaling to the apprentice that she was talking about her catch. This cat was getting on her nerves; didn't she know the Clan shared it's food, especially in times like these? Mouse-brain. Lightpaw practically rolled her eyes.
If anyone's gonna teach her a lesson in sharing, it'll be me!

(Boop)
( Black Cat )

[Aquarius]

(I don't know how to continue this, so maybe this could be to progress their relationship? I don't really know.)
Stormstripe nodded carefully, looking at Risingmoon. He didn't seem very distracted then. Oh well. "So, do YOU have a mate?" she asked casually, slightly teasingly. What Stormstripe didn't realise was that slowly, she was starting to like Risingmoon more and more. She kind of hoped that he liked her too. She shook these thoughts away, thinking of her dead mate.She sighed, and lay down again.

Risingmoon was taken back by the question, but he hid it well and his tail swept the ground in front of his paws in a wide ark. "No," he responded honestly. He had never even thought about having a mate, actually. He couldn't even recall anyone he had previously liked - he thought that it was pretty weird, and most of the other warriors called him "emotionless". Not that he cared. He laughed slightly, wondering if Stormstripe had meant that as a joke. "I don't. Yet, I guess. Only StarClan knows," he chuckled. "I've never really thought seriously about it before," the tom conceded, hoping that didn't come off as rude.

[Rockstar]

Icepaw backed off of him "right now it's kinda paused since redclaw is injured but I've been praticing by myself" she said

"Oh yeah," Greypaw murmured, remembering how Redclaw had gotten injured. "How long until he's able to return to training?"

[Drago Victinius Bloodward]

"Oh yeah," Greypaw murmured, remembering how Redclaw had gotten injured. "How long until he's able to return to training?"
Icepaw shrugged "he's in more pain than he will admit.....not just physically either" she said

[Mango]

billiebear6 (to quote bottom right of a post)
Minkkit swished his tail bored, no one likes my dumb jokes...hmph. Everyone likes older cats dumb jokes, just not mine. It's totally unfair. His eyes fell on Halfkit, who appeared to be injured to some extend, he approached them (using them cuz idk gender).he hoped they were nice he smiled," What do you call prey under you're claws....fresh kill!" He burst into loud raucous laughter.

[Rockstar]

Icepaw shrugged "he's in more pain than he will admit.....not just physically either" she said

Greypaw's ears lowered at the news. "He's taking it that badly?"

[Tarzantail]

Um... hello? i came from the dark forest, and im looking for a place to stay. my names Tarzan, here's my template

Name: Tarzan

Gender: Tom/Male

Clan (if rouge or kitty pet, put N/A): Rouge, looking for clan

Age (in moons): 3

Status (apprentice, queen, ect,): looking for medicine cat apprentice when 4 moons

Quote: "Optimism!!!"

Eye color:DDddAAAAARRRRRKKKKKK Brown

Pelt color: orange-red

Markings:none

Scars:one on foot, another running down heart to ribs

Body type: unnaturally small

Personality: always optimistic, kind, loyal, and caring, and always offering sympathy

Likes: everything good, herbs

Dislikes: evil

Parents: unknown

Siblings: older brother, in starclan

Mate: none

Kits: none

Mentor: none

Apprentice:none

Friends: no, can easily make them

Enemies: shy of everyone i dont know

Best skill: healing

Other skills: can climb to amazing heights

Powers (if any): able to climb every tree, and swing from branch to branch

Weaknesses: unhappiness

Leadership (out of ten):4:10

Agility (out of ten):10:10

Stamina (out of ten):6:10

Speed (out of ten):9:10

Stealth (out of ten):10:10

Strength (out of ten):5:10

Defense (out of ten):7:10

Fighting style: tooth and claw, defensive ambush

Other features (blind, deaf, ect.): has ADD

History: doesnt know

[Cosmo]

Ravelledkit raised his head, blinking groggily and peered around the nursery. After a moment, the small cream colored tom sat up and stared around, hoping to spot his sister or maybe his mother, or even Cherrypaw, but didn't see anything at first. He smiled a bit at the thought of Cherrypaw, his new friend, who had taught him a trick and had been very nice to him. After a moment, he spotted Burnetkit and bounced over, tapping her lightly on the shoulder with one small paw, his eyes bright with happiness. He loved Burnetkit, his sister, and was glad that he'd seen her. After a moment, the young tom peered around, wondering if Robinfur was in here too, or if she was out doing something else, StarClan knows what.

( Oops I forgot to mention you )
Mystical


Burnetkit was gazing around the nursery, searching for a semi-quiet game to play. Not many cats in the nursery (Besides all the grumpy queens) wanted to play games where you run around and play fight and such. Sure that stuff was fun, and Burnetkit was playful, but honestly sometimes they got too rowdy and led to arguments. The young molly didn't like that. One kit always went back to their mother crying in those situations. Often her. And let me tell you, Robinfur was not the greatest of all mothers. Despite her being kind and loving, she could be extremely prickly at times. Burnetkit's aunt, Creamfrost, who was also a Queen, was much preferred in those type of situations. Suddenly, a gentle tap on her shoulder broke the female kits thoughts. She whirled around to see her brother, Ravelledkit standing behind her. "Ravelledkit!" she purred.

Robinfur padded into the nursery, her eyes narrowed in annoyance. What luck for her to be stuck in the nursery again? With a tom who wasn't in her clan and didn't care for her's kits? Sure her two kits, Ravelledkit and Burnetkit were great, but honestly she just wanted to get back to warrior duties and never have to go into the nursery again, unless it was to see her sister. Robinfur was not the motherly type off cat. She had a soft spot in her heart for kits, sure, but that didn't mean she didn't want to get out and to fight and to hunt and patrol. All that lovely stuff you didn't do as a queen.

[Drago Victinius Bloodward]

Greypaw's ears lowered at the news. "He's taking it that badly?"
Icepaw nodded sadly "what do you expect he lost his only surviving sibling and his sibling at that then he killed the fox that iceclaw saved him from" she said

[wolfie]

(Luna requested an injury change as the original one was unrealistic she now is like Briarlight.)
Owlstone purred," Alright then."

(Okay!)

Copper tail flickered, " So, what kind of games do you know?" He asked. Forgetting if he had it already and she didn't answer or that he said something close to that.

[Tarzantail]

hello

[Captain Toad]

Chilidash yawned and trotted out of his . Smelling the fresh kill pile, his belly rumbled. Hearing this, he looked around for soemone to go hunting with. His eye caught on a she cat unlike anyone he"d ever seen before. His heart did a flip flop in his chest, as he willingly leaped into the unending cavern call LOVE.
Socks

[Mango]

(Okay!)

Copper tail flickered, " So, what kind of games do you know?" He asked. Forgetting if he had it already and she didn't answer or that he said something close to that.
She paused,"moss ball, mouse and warrior, and play fighting..."

[Rockstar]

Icepaw nodded sadly "what do you expect he lost his only surviving sibling and his sibling at that then he killed the fox that iceclaw saved him from" she said

Greypaw's tail flicked irritably, hearing that Redclaw was still upset over the loss of Iceclaw. "I miss our father too, but he can't carry on like this. He has a duty to the Clan, and so do we."

He flexed his front paws, claws raking the dirt. "We should all work to make him proud of us up in StarClan, he wouldn't want us all moping over his passing."

[SuspiciousMindz]

Her shrug was enough for the tom, even though he wasn't sure if she would do it or not. It wasn't fair for her to have to deal with that crud on her own, but... he couldn't make Mintberry do something she didn't want to. Better to leave it be and just hope rather then waiting for something that wasn't going to happen. "What did I say about calling me fluff-butt? His voice was on the verge of sternly playful, the only thing missing was an actually serious expression on his features. When playing, it was difficult for Ottertail to maintain an expression like that - as said before. He was always playing, and having a good time seemed to be one of the only things on his mind. [/B]"But my aches and pains and I would appreciate it very much,"[/B] The tom continued, flashing a mischievious smile at her and rolling over onto his side. That mischievious expression was still strong in his eyes, but almost not as apparent as he glanced up at the sky again. The day would probably go pretty uneventfully... it seemed the weather was good so there should be a lot of prey, was it not for those stupid Twolegs. Sometimes he wished they were more aware of the Clans, more aware of the world around them and could realize what they were doing. Even though it might destroy some sort of a balance, Ottertail would be quite grateful for the change from the bumbling creatures they were in his eyes.

Mintberry pretended to think hard momentarily, her green hues narrowing with concentration. "Hmm... what did Ottertail tell me about it..." she repeated, her tail tip twitching before her hues lit up with mischief. "Oh! I know! He told me it was his favorite nickname and to continue calling him that!" she replied with full confidence. She also took up the habit of referring to others in third person to show she was simply playing around. "And alas, fluff butt, my legs have stopped working so I cannot go get those herbs for you," she spoke, purposefully buckling her legs beneath her and laying on her stomach. Her legs were sprawled out behind and in front of her in a dramatic fashion. The black and white feline's eyes rested on him again, wondering what he'd do.

[lone]

Mintberry pretended to think hard momentarily, her green hues narrowing with concentration. "Hmm... what did Ottertail tell me about it..." she repeated, her tail tip twitching before her hues lit up with mischief. "Oh! I know! He told me it was his favorite nickname and to continue calling him that!" she replied with full confidence. She also took up the habit of referring to others in third person to show she was simply playing around. "And alas, fluff butt, my legs have stopped working so I cannot go get those herbs for you," she spoke, purposefully buckling her legs beneath her and laying on her stomach. Her legs were sprawled out behind and in front of her in a dramatic fashion. The black and white feline's eyes rested on him again, wondering what he'd do.

"That's it! Ottertail's going full out on you, lil' miss Minty!" The tom's optics sparkled playfully at referring to himself in the third person and her as 'lil' miss Minty.' It was a nickname that he was hoping would be as affectionately exasperating as her own for him, but maybe she would actually like it. Either way Ottertail would be satisfied. The feline's optics continued sparkling as he got to his paws and padded towards her. Pretending to suddenly lose control, the feline flopped partly on top of her, his front paws curved over her back while his head and part of his chest rested on it. "Oh dear, dear, me... I seem to have lost control of all my limbs... ah well, you know how it is when you're an old fluff butt like me." He remained there, pretending to be unable to get back up. The tom was happy to have a friend he could just play around with. As a general rule, there weren't too many serious talks between the two, but he would have been happy to be there if she needed it. Whatever Mintberry needed to rid her memory of the awful night terrors, he was happy to give it to her.

[Stario&Co.]

Random Melchester
Bubblestep made her way out of the warriors den. There was a slight chill in the air, much to her dismay. "Green-leaf is ending," She mewed silently. She made her way to the fresh kill pile, which had shrunk drastically. She plucked the smallest shrew, leaving the meatier prey for the others. This was her first official leaf-fall, for she was too young to remember. Her siblings were a claw-moon old when their first leaf-bare came to an end.

[Random Melody]

Random Melchester
Bubblestep made her way out of the warriors den. There was a slight chill in the air, much to her dismay. "Green-leaf is ending," She mewed silently. She made her way to the fresh kill pile, which had shrunk drastically. She plucked the smallest shrew, leaving the meatier prey for the others. This was her first official leaf-fall, for she was too young to remember. Her siblings were a claw-moon old when their first leaf-bare came to an end.



Snowstar was watching the clearing carefully from beside the Highpeak, frowning faintly. Her Clanmates needed prey, and while Snowstar hated the thought of stealing from ShadowClan, she knew it was the only way. She hadnt made any official announcement but she had mentioned it to a few warriors around who were probably already hunting in ShadowClan territory. It was flooded, but there was still prey there, and obviously the ShadowClan cats werent going to eat it. So, I shouldnt feel guilty. She decided, eyes narrowed slightly as she took a deep breath. The twolegs were scaring away the prey, so they needed whatever they could find. Her eyes flickered to her deputy when she saw Bubblestep heading to the fresh-kill pile, and relief flooded her. It was a great time to talk to her deputy about the thing with ShadowClan. The young leader quickly pushed herself to her paws and strode over to Bubblestep, mewing greetings to cats as she passed. "Bubblestep," Her mew was soft, looking toward the fresh-kill pile before nodding to Bubblestep again. "Can we talk?" She angled her head toward a tree outside of the leaders den, the area seeming deserted and a perfect place for the two to converse.

[Stario&Co.]

Snowstar was watching the clearing carefully from beside the Highpeak, frowning faintly. Her Clanmates needed prey, and while Snowstar hated the thought of stealing from ShadowClan, she knew it was the only way. She hadnt made any official announcement but she had mentioned it to a few warriors around who were probably already hunting in ShadowClan territory. It was flooded, but there was still prey there, and obviously the ShadowClan cats werent going to eat it. So, I shouldnt feel guilty. She decided, eyes narrowed slightly as she took a deep breath. The twolegs were scaring away the prey, so they needed whatever they could find. Her eyes flickered to her deputy when she saw Bubblestep heading to the fresh-kill pile, and relief flooded her. It was a great time to talk to her deputy about the thing with ShadowClan. The young leader quickly pushed herself to her paws and strode over to Bubblestep, mewing greetings to cats as she passed. "Bubblestep," Her mew was soft, looking toward the fresh-kill pile before nodding to Bubblestep again. "Can we talk?" She angled her head toward a tree outside of the leaders den, the area seeming deserted and a perfect place for the two to converse.


"Hmm?" Bubblestep looked up "Snowstar." What could she want to discus with me? She looked down at the untouched shrew. She wasn't very hungry, and some other cat could have it if not her. She nodded to her leader "Of course. I wouldn't mind talking.

[Random Melody]

"Hmm?" Bubblestep looked up "Snowstar." What could she want to discus with me? She looked down at the untouched shrew. She wasn't very hungry, and some other cat could have it if not her. She nodded to her leader "Of course. I wouldn't mind talking."



"Okay- Good. You can eat while we speak, I just need to talk to you about the lack of prey." Lowering her voice slightly at the end of her sentence, Snowstar gave her a friendly smile, flicking her tail toward the shrew before turning and heading over to the tree, glancing back to ensure Bubblestep was following.