ThunderClan: Life Before 2020's Fire

[Slash-GNR]

Foxclaw suddenly snapped back to reality, so sudden it took him a moment to realize what was going on. "Y-yeah, I'm fine, I'll survive" He quickly mewed, blinking at the she-cat.

Burntwhisker looked the male over. "So, what happened to you yesterday?" she asked as the female bent over to lick her flank wounds. She then looked back up to the taller feline.

[FOXXRR]

Burntwhisker looked the male over. "So, what happened to you yesterday?" she asked as the female bent over to lick her flank wounds. She then looked back up to the taller feline.
"Uh..." Foxclaw did not know how to answer, since everything yesterday was just a blur for him. "I got attacked?" He said, unable to be specific.

[Slash-GNR]

"Uh..." Foxclaw did not know how to answer, since everything yesterday was just a blur for him. "I got attacked?" He said, unable to be specific.

The female nodded, "Well, uh, I killed my first cat yesterday," she paused, "I don't really know how to feel about it," she ended as her eyes became distant as she remember how the apprentice died beneath her, under her clutches.

[FOXXRR]

The female nodded, "Well, uh, I killed my first cat yesterday," she paused, "I don't really know how to feel about it," she ended as her eyes became distant as she remember how the apprentice died beneath her, under her clutches.
"Oh, I'm sorry" Foxclaw started, and remembered how he went against a cat, but didn't even land a blow before the cat went away to fight another cat...

[Slash-GNR]

"Oh, I'm sorry" Foxclaw started, and remembered how he went against a cat, but didn't even land a blow before the cat went away to fight another cat...

"Yeah, at least it was for the protection of my clan. Ratnight needed to go," she paused, "I'm glad the other clans came to help us as well. In fact, I met a tom from Riverclan named Spottedstone," she said as she looked to Foxclaw.

[FOXXRR]

"Yeah, at least it was for the protection of my clan. Ratnight needed to go," she paused, "I'm glad the other clans came to help us as well. In fact, I met a tom from Riverclan named Spottedstone," she said as she looked to Foxclaw.
"Oh" Foxclaw mewed, his mind clearly somewhere else. Was the battle worth it? Couldn't there be a better solution? He was lost.

[Slash-GNR]

"Oh" Foxclaw mewed, his mind clearly somewhere else. Was the battle worth it? Couldn't there be a better solution? He was lost.

The she-cat tilted her head, "You are clearly somewhere else. What is troubling you?" she asked wanting to calm the male. She knew how it felt to worry about things.

[FOXXRR]

The she-cat tilted her head, "You are clearly somewhere else. What is troubling you?" she asked wanting to calm the male. She knew how it felt to worry about things.
"It's just that," Foxclaw mewed, "was the battle necessary? Did there have to be so many casualties?" He rested his head on the ground, not feeling well.

[Slash-GNR]

"It's just that," Foxclaw mewed, "was the battle necessary? Did there have to be so many casualties?" He rested his head on the ground, not feeling well.

The she-cat laid down in front of the male. "I don't know to be honest. Ratnight would not step down, so I am afraid only force could be done, but what done is done. We can't do anything about it or change it. In order to defend your family from others blood has to be shed if the others resort to fighting," she wondered if that made sense to the tom.

[FOXXRR]

The she-cat laid down in front of the male. "I don't know to be honest. Ratnight would not step down, so I am afraid only force could be done, but what done is done. We can't do anything about it or change it. In order to defend your family from others blood has to be shed if the others resort to fighting," she wondered if that made sense to the tom.
Foxclaw suddenly felt happiness slowly rising, and he had no idea what the cause for the sudden change. He suddenly felt like running. "Hey, do you want to go catch prey or something?" He asked, unsure.

[Slash-GNR]

Foxclaw suddenly felt happiness slowly rising, and he had no idea what the cause for the sudden change. He suddenly felt like running. "Hey, do you want to go catch prey or something?" He asked, unsure.

Burntwhisker smiled, "I'll be delighted to," she said as she got up. She was happy that she gave joy to the tom. She stretched to get ready for the hunt with her new found friend. "Lead the way," she smiled at the male.

[FOXXRR]

Burntwhisker smiled, "I'll be delighted to," she said as she got up. She was happy that she gave joy to the tom. She stretched to get ready for the hunt with her new found friend. "Lead the way," she smiled at the male.
Foxclaw was about to run into the forest, when he realized nothing seemed to be familiar to him. Everything was strange. He took uncertain steps into the forest, his mind keep imagining a dangerous cat lurking in one of the bushes.
(Post in the ThC Territory.)

[Zero]

It had happened so quickly. Zerosight had sensed something, or someone, sneaking up on him, the act triggering some sort of internal predator-prey instinct he never knew he had inside of him. However, by the time he had realized, the other cat had crushed him to the ground, digging their claws into his back just enough to draw blood and cause him to wince in pain. If he wasn't so used to pain due to his StarClan gifted power, he would've cried out. However, he shut his eyes tight, expecting more pain, or even death, but was surprised when the weight vanished. Then, he heard Northpath slam into his attacker.

It was all a blur from then on out. He had heard the fight, but because of his blindness he couldn't actually watch what was going on. The medicine cat could hear his apprentice fighting the other cat, and could hear that he wasn't doing well. By the time it had actually sunk in, it was over, and his beloved Northpath was defeated at the paws of some random cat that wasn't even supposed to be here.

Zerosight, not even caring that the attacker could still be near, rushed to his apprentice's side. He curled himself protectively around the other tom's bloodied form, much like a mother would hold her kittens, pressing his paws over the bigger wounds in an attempt to stop the bleeding. But, deep inside the ThunderClan medicine cat knew it was a feudal effort.

Tears welled in his blue eyes. You- you dummy! Why would you throw your life away for me?? He was old now, Northpath was young, full of life. Zero was ready, and Northpath still had so much he could have given.

There was still so much they could have done together, and he still had so much to teach the younger tom. But now, that was all being taken away from him. Northpath; the tom he had trained, the tom he had grown to care for like his own, was dying and there was nothing he could do about it.

Zerosight felt like he needed to say something, anything. But there was no way he could put everything he was feeling into what little time they had left. It was only seconds later that Northpath uttered his last words, a tribute to Zerosight, and quiet, choked thank you that Zero would never get to respond to. He began to sob, digging his head into his apprentice's fur, letting out a low, hollow wail.

The tom laid there with Northpath's quickly cooling body for as long as he could until somebody came to take him away. And still, he protested, screamed, and cried when they had to drag him away because he just wouldn't let the body go.

The battle was over.

But, a new battle was just beginning for ThunderClan's medicine cat.

[doghouse]

Aquapaw sat down in the clearing, licking her scratches. She stood up, her black pelt shimmering in the pale light as the young and untrained apprentice padded over to the camp entrance, sadness flooding her gaze. She couldn't be here. She'd fought against all she believed in, and now, she couldn't stand to be in ThunderClan any longer. She'd fought against her side. She'd lost her brother to the Dark Forest, and now, she too had fought for the side she'd hated. The young apprentice looked back at camp one last time, and then closed her eyes, wishing she'd followed her heart and done what she knew was right, instead, she'd been herself and done the opposite of what she had been told to do. Aquapaw lowered her head, then dashed out of camp.

[FOXXRR]

Cedar
Foxclaw reached the clearing side by side. When he reached the place, thought, he was half-asleep. He blinked to try to stay awake, and almost thought the place was a hostile environment, since he recognized nothing, but he was too tired to think about it.

[Slash-GNR]

Cedar
Foxclaw reached the clearing side by side. When he reached the place, thought, he was half-asleep. He blinked to try to stay awake, and almost thought the place was a hostile environment, since he recognized nothing, but he was too tired to think about it.

The she-cat looked at the tired tom, "You should get some sleep," she said flicking her tail towards the warrior's den. She had no idea how many warriors would not be returning to that den. The week was to early to gather the cats up to count.

[FOXXRR]

The she-cat looked at the tired tom, "You should get some sleep," she said flicking her tail towards the warrior's den. She had no idea how many warriors would not be returning to that den. The week was to early to gather the cats up to count.
"Oh yeah, thank you" He said, walking towards where the cat pointed. He felt like he had not slept in many moons, but Foxclaw knew, he knew he had slept on one point. He curled up wherever seemed familiar and directly went to sleep.

[Slash-GNR]

"Oh yeah, thank you" He said, walking towards where the cat pointed. He felt like he had not slept in many moons, but Foxclaw knew, he knew he had slept on one point. He curled up wherever seemed familiar and directly went to sleep.

Burntwhisker smiled, "Hopefully he will get some sleep," she mumbled. She then padded over to a stump a few meters away and sat by it. She would sleep later, but not at the moment. She looked around the clearing. There were blood stains from the battle. The stench of dead cats haunted the she-cat's nose. She would get over it someday, somehow.
(Do you want to continue the rp like Foxclaw waking up, or do you want to stop, either way is fine)

[FOXXRR]

Burntwhisker smiled, "Hopefully he will get some sleep," she mumbled. She then padded over to a stump a few meters away and sat by it. She would sleep later, but not at the moment. She looked around the clearing. There were blood stains from the battle. The stench of dead cats haunted the she-cat's nose. She would get over it someday, somehow.
(Do you want to continue the rp like Foxclaw waking up, or do you want to stop, either way is fine)
(I'm done for the day, see you tomorrow!)

[Slash-GNR]

(I'm done for the day, see you tomorrow!)

(Ok, bye! Have a nice night!

[~Masked~]

(For enchanted prince)
RedTalon ran out of the nursery a group of kits following behind him, one said "Get back here you evil ShadowClanner!"the young tom laughed "Never!!" suddenly the kits stopped "Your being unfair!" one of them called, RedTalon shrugged and laughed "Oh well, anyway guys you better go before i come and eat you!! RAWR!".

[Empress Of Evil]

Stormpaw gave the tom an uneasy smile, trying to look as friendly as she possibly could. It was better to be friendly, after all, rather than being rude. "Oh. Well good, I would have hated to interrupt you doing something important," Stormpaw mewed, allowing herself another few fleeting moments of eye contact. Don't force it, Stormpaw...don't force it, She thought, feeling a slight bout of alarm rush through her mind. She wondered if it had shown. Had she appeared that nervous? Hopefully not, surely she hadn't...right?


"Oh! Well th- thank you, that's very courteous of you," Stormpaw mewed with another, more friendly smile. Yes, it was certainly rare to find a tom so friendly as Stormpaw, although she was determined not to show her surprise. That would be giving too much away too soon, and Stormpaw was not one to give her trust easily. Nor her friendship. The she cat was not easy to win over, although she did have to admit that another friendly face was more than welcome in her everyday life. "Hm? Oh, Stormpaw- I mean, I'm Stormpaw. That's my- my name." Stormpaw mewed, embarrassed to have been caught off guard by the question. How dumb could she have been, thinking that he wouldn't want to know her name? Of course he would, it was a natural thing...and yet it had caught her off guard. "You'll have to forgive me as well, I don't seem to recall your name either," The feline laughed nervously, her blue hues glancing up at him worriedly as she did so.

Stormpaw?!, Stormpaw thought in alarm, though he didn't show it. Her name is Stormpaw as well, The stormy coloured tom thought, the edges of his lips curving in a slight frown. He wasn't mad that someone else had the same name as him, he was just wondering if that was allowed. It probably doesn't matter. Afterall, our warrior names will probably be different so who cares, Stormpaw thought. The apprentice suddenly realised he was drifting off again. He mentally slapped himself. You need to stop doing that!, Stormpaw scolded. "O-Oh, well i'm Stormpaw. I guess we have the same name....", Stormpaw trailed. He suddenly felt weird. He was having a conversation with a cat that owned the same name as him. He could not wait for the day he became a warrior, then it wouldn't be so confusing when talking to another cat. Stormpaw noticed that Stormpaw had an uneasy smile on her face. Was he making her uncomfortable? Or was it just simply awkward? He hated it when things got awkward. He was a slightly awkward cat and often ran out of things to day when talking to someone else.

[Jingle]

(open for any replies or rps!)

Honeyblossom licked her pelt- a scowl deep on her face as she remembered the battle that had just happened in days past. She looked at the dense ground beneath her for a moment before continuing to clean her pelt. It was nice to have some quiet in ThunderClan once again- and she was sure all the other clans would agree, more-so WindClan because of their horrible leader the last dozen or so moons. She frowned and wished she could be in the battle to help them- but she had to stay with her clan and catch food for the kits, queens, and elders.

[>Pepsi<]

(open for any replies or rps!)

Honeyblossom licked her pelt- a scowl deep on her face as she remembered the battle that had just happened in days past. She looked at the dense ground beneath her for a moment before continuing to clean her pelt. It was nice to have some quiet in ThunderClan once again- and she was sure all the other clans would agree, more-so WindClan because of their horrible leader the last dozen or so moons. She frowned and wished she could be in the battle to help them- but she had to stay with her clan and catch food for the kits, queens, and elders.

"Hey, Honeyblossom, wannago on a hunting patrol?" DapplePelts voice sounded upset, well who wouldn't be, her brother just died, she wanted to keep her mind off of it.

[Jingle]

"Hey, Honeyblossom, wannago on a hunting patrol?" DapplePelts voice sounded upset, well who wouldn't be, her brother just died, she wanted to keep her mind off of it.

Honeyblossom blinked and looked at Dapplepelt for one moment before nodding. "Sure...I was just about to run on one by myself." she said with a small smile. She chuckled and flicked her tail- licking her paw quickly before standing on her feet. The orange warrior wanted to help her fellow warrior feel better- so hopefully she could cheer her up.

[>Pepsi<]

Honeyblossom blinked and looked at Dapplepelt for one moment before nodding. "Sure...I was just about to run on one by myself." she said with a small smile. She chuckled and flicked her tail- licking her paw quickly before standing on her feet. The orange warrior wanted to help her fellow warrior feel better- so hopefully she could cheer her up.

The tortoiseshell she cat looked at HoneyBlossom, "Where do you want to go,"

[Slash-GNR]

Burntwhisker lay in the warrior's den. She has gone to bed later that night after Foxclaw. She lay curled into a tight ball to keep the cold out of her fur. Her medium length pelt helped a bit, but she had to condense herself to keep warm. She breathed lightly indicating no problems in her sleep. Her "burnt" reddish brown pelt was half light and half dark due to her spot in the den to be closer to the opening, which the light of the sun shown through.

[arcticlaw]

a white kit came in sobbing. he was muttering something like " i hope this is the place":sob:

[FOXXRR]

Burntwhisker lay in the warrior's den. She has gone to bed later that night after Foxclaw. She lay curled into a tight ball to keep the cold out of her fur. Her medium length pelt helped a bit, but she had to condense herself to keep warm. She breathed lightly indicating no problems in her sleep. Her "burnt" reddish brown pelt was half light and half dark due to her spot in the den to be closer to the opening, which the light of the sun shown through.
a white kit came in sobbing. he was muttering something like " i hope this is the place":sob:
Foxclaw woke up, ending up with almost no sleep... however, he was content with the amount of sleep, for he didn't feel sleepy anymore. Then he heard some muttering coming from somewhere. He padded outside, and accidentally tripped over the white kit.

[JustJoye]

JustJoye
Integrity
(I'm just gonna repost this since I needed to change it a bit xD)

Fogfire tilted her head, wondering what happened that she had missed. Why does he seem so... edgy all of a sudden? "I'll go to the pond, then!" The molly exclaimed, pushing it aside. She was, of course, suggesting this because she would find fishing much easier than hunting land prey. Though she had never been a warrior in her birth clan, she still partly trained as a Riverclan apprentice. Moving from fishing to hunting forest prey when she switched clans was difficult for her, and she still found more comfort in fishing. She always tried working on her land hunting, but right now they were going to have a competition- and Fogfire was determined to bring the most prey back.

Her tail swished behind her as birdsong echoed out across the scorched land. The effects of the fire were still there, and it wouldn't be until newleaf when the forest would start recovering. Another reason to fish- water can't be burnt! All we're gonna find is skinny, half dead squirrels anyways. Her eyes traced the burnt branch of a tree above her. They won't catch me chasing squirrels across those things! That's an injury waiting to happen. The snow had, in a way, made the fire look more appealing. The white powder managed to make everything look prettier- it helped Fogfire imagine that the raging flames were just a dream, and her beloved forest would be as it was when newleaf returned. She leaned down to stick her nose in a mound of snow, and when she raised her head her muzzle was coated in white. Giving a soft purr of delight, she raised her paw to swipe it off. "Fish counts for the competition, right?" She asked the two. "Or do I need to go chasing birds all day?"

[[sorry, I guess I'm replying first]]

Nettlenose flicked his eyebrows. The pond? What was she thinking? Though Nettle had no knowledge of her RiverClan heritage, he knew that the pond, frog-filled and stagnant, held very little fish. He guessed, though, that frogs counted, though few were willing to eat the slimy amphibians. A slight nod was all he could muster. The tabby didn't want to bloat his ego by assuming that he would win, but he was very confident. A tail swish and a flick of his brow set him in his own direction.

"I'll set towards the sun," he mewed, looking over his grey shoulder, "prey might like it in warmer areas due to the colder weather." His brain was set on his goal. Find the most prey. A primitive feeling settled over him. Hunt. Feed the Clan. Win. He grinned and looked back and Thunderstrike. "Looks like you're headed away from he sun. Good luck to everybody, may StarClan be with you." His paws his the ground and he was off. Nettlenose ran through the trees, towards a small clearing. A dogwood with low-hanging, short branches held screeching birds. The coal-pelted tomcat eyes the swallows with sharp crystals. He stalked the tree, out of sight of the prey. He made a plan in his head, waiting for the perfect moment to strike.

[Slash-GNR]

Foxclaw woke up, ending up with almost no sleep... however, he was content with the amount of sleep, for he didn't feel sleepy anymore. Then he heard some muttering coming from somewhere. He padded outside, and accidentally tripped over the white kit.

Burntwhisker watched as Foxclaw tripped over the kit. She chuckled as Foxclaw fell, but then she thought of the kit and watched to see if the kit was ok. "You ok?" she asked the kit as she padded up to it and licked its head gently.

[FOXXRR]

Burntwhisker watched as Foxclaw tripped over the kit. She chuckled as Foxclaw fell, but then she thought of the kit and watched to see if the kit was ok. "You ok?" she asked the kit as she padded up to it and licked its head gently.
"Ain't funny" Foxclaw mewed, frowning. "Oh, and did you realize you are licking the snow?" He said, grinning

[Maplefur]

[[sorry, I guess I'm replying first]]

Nettlenose flicked his eyebrows. The pond? What was she thinking? Though Nettle had no knowledge of her RiverClan heritage, he knew that the pond, frog-filled and stagnant, held very little fish. He guessed, though, that frogs counted, though few were willing to eat the slimy amphibians. A slight nod was all he could muster. The tabby didn't want to bloat his ego by assuming that he would win, but he was very confident. A tail swish and a flick of his brow set him in his own direction.

"I'll set towards the sun," he mewed, looking over his grey shoulder, "prey might like it in warmer areas due to the colder weather." His brain was set on his goal. Find the most prey. A primitive feeling settled over him. Hunt. Feed the Clan. Win. He grinned and looked back and Thunderstrike. "Looks like you're headed away from he sun. Good luck to everybody, may StarClan be with you." His paws his the ground and he was off. Nettlenose ran through the trees, towards a small clearing. A dogwood with low-hanging, short branches held screeching birds. The coal-pelted tomcat eyes the swallows with sharp crystals. He stalked the tree, out of sight of the prey. He made a plan in his head, waiting for the perfect moment to strike.
(Yeah, guess so. We should probably move over to the territory now.)
Integrity

Fogfire nodded. Good choice, he'll likely catch a decent amount. "Good luck- we can all meet back here when we're finished!" She flicked her tail at Nettlenose, and turned to Thunderstrike. "Better bring your best, you've got some competition." She teased, brown eyes sparkling. Of course, she meant this in regards to the hunt, though it could be taken another way. The thought never occurred to the molly, however, and she turned away without a second thought. "See ya soon!" She called over her shoulder, picking up the pace as she headed towards the pond. I wonder if it'll be frozen over.

Fogfire neared the pond, the pressure of the competition already pressing down on her. I wonder if Nettlenose or Thunderstrike caught anything yet, she thought with a flick of her ear. No reason to think about them, though. Focus on your own task. Her eyes narrowed as she scanned the pond ahead of her, not yet leaving the cover she had. Movement flashed as a bird landed a few tail lengths away from the water's edge, and Fogfire tensed up, trying to figure out the best way to approach it.

[Slash-GNR]

"Ain't funny" Foxclaw mewed, frowning. "Oh, and did you realize you are licking the snow?" He said, grinning

The small she-cat looked at the ground and jumped back as her tongue was freezing. She turned her head quickly at Foxclaw and gave him a friendly glare. She then mewed, "It was to funny," she said holding her head high acting like a snobbish cat in a joking manner.

[FOXXRR]

The small she-cat looked at the ground and jumped back as her tongue was freezing. She turned her head quickly at Foxclaw and gave him a friendly glare. She then mewed, "It was to funny," she said holding her head high acting like a snobbish cat in a joking manner.
Smiling, Foxclaw dug up some snow and threw it at the cat. "Who's funny now!" He exclaimed.

[Slash-GNR]

Smiling, Foxclaw dug up some snow and threw it at the cat. "Who's funny now!" He exclaimed.

Burntwhisker chuckled as the snow hit her. She jumped up and said, "Still you!" she meowed as she leaped away behind a tree as she kicked snow at the male as she ran away.

[FOXXRR]

Burntwhisker chuckled as the snow hit her. She jumped up and said, "Still you!" she meowed as she leaped away behind a tree as she kicked snow at the male as she ran away.
Foxclaw yelped as snow rained on him, covering him completely. He stayed covered for only a short time, for he leaped out of the snow and landed on all four paws. "Why you..." He said, pretending to growl, and ran after her.
(BBL, gotta eat lunch)

[Slash-GNR]

Foxclaw yelped as snow rained on him, covering him completely. He stayed covered for only a short time, for he leaped out of the snow and landed on all four paws. "Why you..." He said, pretending to growl, and ran after her.
(BBL, gotta eat lunch)

Burntwhisker ran around the tree, but she ended up tripping. She then turned around to see if the male was behind her.
(Ok...)

[FOXXRR]

Burntwhisker ran around the tree, but she ended up tripping. She then turned around to see if the male was behind her.
(Ok...)
Foxclaw was just chasing the she-cat, when he noticed the cat trip. That didn't stop him though, as he saw it as an advantage.

[Slash-GNR]

Foxclaw was just chasing the she-cat, when he noticed the cat trip. That didn't stop him though, as he saw it as an advantage.

The she-cat shut her eyes wondering if the male was going to barrel into her or not.

[FOXXRR]

The she-cat shut her eyes wondering if the male was going to barrel into her or not.
Foxclaw unexpectedly stopped right in front of the cat, skidding to a halt. He then proceeded to shovel snow towards the cat's face, and turned and bolted away into the trees(post in territory now)

[lone]

For Nighty


Owlkit sat in the clearing, the excitable brown and white she cat's grey blue hues searching for her best friend. She felt as though it had been simply ages since she had seen Storkpaw, and since he was able to tolerate her- no, since he actually liked spending time with her, Owlkit had found herself getting jealous at the very thought of some other she cat coming and taking Storkpaw from her. The idea that she wouldn't always be the only she cat in Storkpaw's life made her...frustrated. Oh well, he had a perfect right to make other friends. It wasn't up to her who he could and could not spend time with...although those flirts better stay away. They'll just hurt him, and he's my friend. Owlkit thought fiercely. This was a new side of her...a new, fierce side that made her want to keep her friends hers forever. Interesting as this was, Owlkit should have guessed she couldn't always be an innocent kit forever.

[Drago Victinius Bloodward]

(@Rockstar SpiralTheRival this might make me cry but here we go iceclaws death from the injuries he sustained in the battle which we didnt get to see) iceclaw laid on the ground breathing heavily his pelt covered in blood and it pooled around him redclaw rushed over to him stoneheart not far behind reaching their brother they looked down at him with expressions of horror and shock "iceclaw hang in there we'll get you help" redclaw said about to dash off but iceclaw raised a paw and stopped him "no its too late for me brother im not gonna make it im so glad though that you two came back to the clan so i could spend some time with you guys my only regret is that i wont be able to see my kits grow and get dawnfrost" he told stoneheart his voice growing weaker stoneheart nodded and dashed off to the nursery to get dawnfrost

[Maplefur]

@Spirited Darkness

Maplefur sat alone in the Thunderclan clearing, still not completely healed after the battle. "Stupid leg," she hissed through clenched teeth as pain laced through it. She had injured her hind leg during the battle, and had since found that doing most hurt it. She had been walking for a limp, but had high hopes that it would vanish as her leg got better. "It'll heal soon," she huffed, leaning down to lick the injury. She glanced around the clearing, wondering how the rest of her clanmates were doing.

[doghouse]

@Spirited Darkness

Maplefur sat alone in the Thunderclan clearing, still not completely healed after the battle. "Stupid leg," she hissed through clenched teeth as pain laced through it. She had injured her hind leg during the battle, and had since found that doing most hurt it. She had been walking for a limp, but had high hopes that it would vanish as her leg got better. "It'll heal soon," she huffed, leaning down to lick the injury. She glanced around the clearing, wondering how the rest of her clanmates were doing.
Apurva saw the cat from the battle, Maplefur, was it? She padded up, wincing as a few deeper scratches in her shoulder were bothered. She sat down about two tail lengths off, glad to see that the friendly ThunderClan molly had survived the battle. “Hi.” she meowed quietly, her voice a hoarse whisper. The pretty molly wrapped her tail over her paws. “You're Maplefur, right?” she wanted to confirm that this was indeed the same cat. It looked the same, but all the ThunderClan scents were sort of mingled to her, except for one scent, but she didn't smell his.

[Maplefur]

Apurva saw the cat from the battle, Maplefur, was it? She padded up, wincing as a few deeper scratches in her shoulder were bothered. She sat down about two tail lengths off, glad to see that the friendly ThunderClan molly had survived the battle. “Hi.” she meowed quietly, her voice a hoarse whisper. The pretty molly wrapped her tail over her paws. “You're Maplefur, right?” she wanted to confirm that this was indeed the same cat. It looked the same, but all the ThunderClan scents were sort of mingled to her, except for one scent, but she didn't smell his.

Maplefur raised her gaze to this molly, the name easily coming to her. "Yes, it is. Apurva, right?" She asked, just to be certain. "Glad to see that you're doing well." She looked the molly over, noting some wounds that hadn't been there before. "You took a beating too then, huh?" She asked with a light chuckle. It was all worth it in the end, though. She shifted her position so she would be facing more towards Apurva, happy for some company.

[doghouse]

Maplefur raised her gaze to this molly, the name easily coming to her. "Yes, it is. Apurva, right?" She asked, just to be certain. "Glad to see that you're doing well." She looked the molly over, noting some wounds that hadn't been there before. "You took a beating too then, huh?" She asked with a light chuckle. It was all worth it in the end, though. She shifted her position so she would be facing more towards Apurva, happy for some company.
“Yep.” Apurva confirmed, then shifted. “And yeah, but it's nothing too bad.” she adder, flicking her tail. She was glad it was again safe to talk to ThunderClan cats without having to worry about being attacked and turned in to Ratnight. She shuddered, trying not to think of what had happened after she'd reunited Lionpaw with his family. She looked at the calico's fur, seeing that there were a few new wounds that hadn't been there before. They'd both taken a beating. It's good to not have to worry about being attacked by these cats.... She thought, flattening her ears for only a heartbeat.

[Maplefur]

“Yep.” Apurva confirmed, then shifted. “And yeah, but it's nothing too bad.” she adder, flicking her tail. She was glad it was again safe to talk to ThunderClan cats without having to worry about being attacked and turned in to Ratnight. She shuddered, trying not to think of what had happened after she'd reunited Lionpaw with his family. She looked at the calico's fur, seeing that there were a few new wounds that hadn't been there before. They'd both taken a beating. It's good to not have to worry about being attacked by these cats.... She thought, flattening her ears for only a heartbeat.

Something was nagging at the back of Maplefur's mind, though she wasn't sure what. She had something bothering her ever since she had met Apurva, and she wasn't sure why- the molly had been nothing but kind and an ally. "So Apurva, what brings you to Thunderclan? Do you plan on staying?" She asked, wanting to know her better. She smiled slightly as Apurva's ears flattened. "I know how you feel- it takes some time getting used to the clan."

[doghouse]

Something was nagging at the back of Maplefur's mind, though she wasn't sure what. She had something bothering her ever since she had met Apurva, and she wasn't sure why- the molly had been nothing but kind and an ally. "So Apurva, what brings you to Thunderclan? Do you plan on staying?" She asked, wanting to know her better. She smiled slightly as Apurva's ears flattened. "I know how you feel- it takes some time getting used to the clan."
“The life of a kittypet wasn't for me, so I chose to be a loner, and now, I'm here.” Apurva replied. “And yes, I plan to stay. And aren't you Clan-born? Maplefur certainly seemed Clan-born, but Apurva supposed she could be wrong. She'd been wrong before, so why not be wrong again. Instantly, Apurva wished she could take back her words. “I'm sorry.” she muttered, scuffling her paws in embarrassment.

[Maplefur]

“The life of a kittypet wasn't for me, so I chose to be a loner, and now, I'm here.” Apurva replied. “And yes, I plan to stay. And aren't you Clan-born? Maplefur certainly seemed Clan-born, but Apurva supposed she could be wrong. She'd been wrong before, so why not be wrong again. Instantly, Apurva wished she could take back her words. “I'm sorry.” she muttered, scuffling her paws in embarrassment.

Maplefur smiled. "No, you're fine. If you didn't find out now, from me, then you'd hear some sort of nonsense made up about it, so might as well tell you the right story while I can." She rolled her eyes, already guessing the gossip her clan mates would start about Apurva. It's a shame too, cause she really is just a nice cat. "I was born a kittypet too, but I left when I was a kit and found this place. It sucks at first- the clans aren't the most welcoming to newcomers, and even now not everyone accepts me. You just have to stay strong and stick it out- find a friend to go to for comfort." She sighed, thinking of her family she left behind. "It stinks sometimes, though. I don't know if you have any siblings, but I left most of my littermates behind. Miss them a bunch... between you and me I still visit my sister Fria." She admitted.

[Ghostly Cristalline]

" Nothing." She said with another laugh

He got up and stretched his legs with another yawn.

[doghouse]

Maplefur smiled. "No, you're fine. If you didn't find out now, from me, then you'd hear some sort of nonsense made up about it, so might as well tell you the right story while I can." She rolled her eyes, already guessing the gossip her clan mates would start about Apurva. It's a shame too, cause she really is just a nice cat. "I was born a kittypet too, but I left when I was a kit and found this place. It sucks at first- the clans aren't the most welcoming to newcomers, and even now not everyone accepts me. You just have to stay strong and stick it out- find a friend to go to for comfort." She sighed, thinking of her family she left behind. "It stinks sometimes, though. I don't know if you have any siblings, but I left most of my littermates behind. Miss them a bunch... between you and me I still visit my sister Fria." She admitted.
Apurva blinked. She knew that she now had two friends, maybe three if she counted Lionpaw. She nodded. “Very few places are very accepting to kittypets. I left behind my older brother in the TwolegPlace, but I don't really want to visit him. I know he doesn't want me there..” she replied, looking down and kneading the dirt with her claws. The apprentice-aged she-cat sighed. She still missed her brother greatly, but knew that sehe couldn't bare to face him. Not after she'd left. She'd run away, left him alone in TwolegPlace. I hope he's doing okay. He's got to be. she told herself reassuringly, though she didn't know how much of it she actually believed. Apurva nodded again, shaking a few snowflakes off of her muzzle. She crouched down, tucking her paws under her chest, though letting out a hiss of pain in the process, she tried to hide it slightly, though not very well, and it was still audible.

[Maplefur]

Apurva blinked. She knew that she now had two friends, maybe three if she counted Lionpaw. She nodded. “Very few places are very accepting to kittypets. I left behind my older brother in the TwolegPlace, but I don't really want to visit him. I know he doesn't want me there..” she replied, looking down and kneading the dirt with her claws. The apprentice-aged she-cat sighed. She still missed her brother greatly, but knew that sehe couldn't bare to face him. Not after she'd left. She'd run away, left him alone in TwolegPlace. I hope he's doing okay. He's got to be. she told herself reassuringly, though she didn't know how much of it she actually believed. Apurva nodded again, shaking a few snowflakes off of her muzzle. She crouched down, tucking her paws under her chest, though letting out a hiss of pain in the process, she tried to hide it slightly, though not very well, and it was still audible.

Maplefur shook her head. "That can't be true- I'm sure he misses you. I know Fria misses me when I'm gone, even after I left her... and even now that she has a mate." She paused, wondering how Fria and Blade were doing. Perhaps they even had kits now, who knew? Maplefur definitely should be paying her sister a visit soon- she hadn't seen her since before the fire, and Fria didn't even know about Amberstorm yet! She'll be excited to hear I've got a mate too... I just know she'll like Amberstorm! Maplefur smiled lightly, thinking of her mate. She then tilted her head, her last visit suddenly being brought to her mind. If you see a molly named Apurva, could you please tell me? The words of Fria's mate rung in Maplefur's ears, and her eyes widened as she hopped to her feet, wincing slightly as she put pressure on her bad leg. "Blade! Apurva, do you know a cat named Blade?" She rushed out suddenly.

[doghouse]

Maplefur shook her head. "That can't be true- I'm sure he misses you. I know Fria misses me when I'm gone, even after I left her... and even now that she has a mate." She paused, wondering how Fria and Blade were doing. Perhaps they even had kits now, who knew? Maplefur definitely should be paying her sister a visit soon- she hadn't seen her since before the fire, and Fria didn't even know about Amberstorm yet! She'll be excited to hear I've got a mate too... I just know she'll like Amberstorm! Maplefur smiled lightly, thinking of her mate. She then tilted her head, her last visit suddenly being brought to her mind. If you see a molly named Apurva, could you please tell me? The words of Fria's mate rung in Maplefur's ears, and her eyes widened as she hopped to her feet, wincing slightly as she put pressure on her bad leg. "Blade! Apurva, do you know a cat named Blade?" She rushed out suddenly.
“No. I'll bet he's mad at me.” she replied, shifting her weight from paw to paw nervously, sitting up again. Apurva looked down. I left him. He doesn't want me there. He probably thinks I'm dead anyways. Maybe that's for the best.... She sighed, then jumped as Maplefur suddenly shot to her paws, exclaiming a name that took Apurva a moment to register, as it'd been awhile since anyone had talked so loudly or so fast, so she took a moment to understand Maplefur's words. “Blade? Yes- how?” she stuttered, trying to figure out how Maplefur had known Blade. “H-how did you know about Blade?” she stammered at last, getting out the full sentence. She scrambled to her paws, waiting almost impatiently for Maplefur to answer her questions. She shifted again, trying to remain calm, but she was having some difficulties, which was very uncharacteristic of her.

[Maplefur]

“No. I'll bet he's mad at me.” she replied, shifting her weight from paw to paw nervously, sitting up again. Apurva looked down. I left him. He doesn't want me there. He probably thinks I'm dead anyways. Maybe that's for the best.... She sighed, then jumped as Maplefur suddenly shot to her paws, exclaiming a name that took Apurva a moment to register, as it'd been awhile since anyone had talked so loudly or so fast, so she took a moment to understand Maplefur's words. “Blade? Yes- how?” she stuttered, trying to figure out how Maplefur had known Blade. “H-how did you know about Blade?” she stammered at last, getting out the full sentence. She scrambled to her paws, waiting almost impatiently for Maplefur to answer her questions. She shifted again, trying to remain calm, but she was having some difficulties, which was very uncharacteristic of her.

"I-well, you remember how I said that I visit my sister?" Maplefur asked, excitement tingling through her paws. "Blade is my sister's mate- I met him last time I was there, and he asked me if I could look out for 'a molly named Apurva'! You must be who he was talking about!" She exclaimed, happy she could help out who the calico considered to be a family member. With her front paw, she scuffed the dirt in front of her. "I haven't seen them in ages- since before the fire, but I remember now! That's why your name sounded familiar!" The molly frowned, confused. "But why would he be looking for you?" She asked. "Is he an old friend?"

[doghouse]

"I-well, you remember how I said that I visit my sister?" Maplefur asked, excitement tingling through her paws. "Blade is my sister's mate- I met him last time I was there, and he asked me if I could look out for 'a molly named Apurva'! You must be who he was talking about!" She exclaimed, happy she could help out who the calico considered to be a family member. With her front paw, she scuffed the dirt in front of her. "I haven't seen them in ages- since before the fire, but I remember now! That's why your name sounded familiar!" The molly frowned, confused. "But why would he be looking for you?" She asked. "Is he an old friend?"
Apurva blinked, then looked down. When she looked back up, excitement glittered in her green hues. “Yes and no. He's sort of a friend, but he's also my older brother.” she replied, realizing that she and Maplefur were technically kin, since Blade was apparently a cat called Fria's mate, and Fria was apparently Maplefur's sister. She stiffened. “Why would he be mad at you?” she asked, tilting her head, puzzled by this.

[Maplefur]

Apurva blinked, then looked down. When she looked back up, excitement glittered in her green hues. “Yes and no. He's sort of a friend, but he's also my older brother.” she replied, realizing that she and Maplefur were technically kin, since Blade was apparently a cat called Fria's mate, and Fria was apparently Maplefur's sister. She stiffened. “Why would he be mad at you?” she asked, tilting her head, puzzled by this.
(Gotta go, see ya tomorrow!)
Maplefur frowned. "Well, I know I wasn't the most welcoming when I first met him- but that's cause he practically snuck up on us!" She exclaimed, embarrassed. "If anything though, Fria's going to be more mad at me... she's probably worried sick, or thinks I'm dead." I should have visited her! She lashed her tail behind her. "Great, she's gonna kill me when she see's me!" I miss her so much... A lot had happened, and was able to distract Maplefur for some time- first the fire, then Amberstorm asking her to be his mate, and finally the battle. But now that everything seemed to be calming down, her thoughts were focusing back on her sister. "I'll have to bring Amberstorm to meet her..." She muttered, more to herself than to her friend.

[doghouse]

(Gotta go, see ya tomorrow!)
Maplefur frowned. "Well, I know I wasn't the most welcoming when I first met him- but that's cause he practically snuck up on us!" She exclaimed, embarrassed. "If anything though, Fria's going to be more mad at me... she's probably worried sick, or thinks I'm dead." I should have visited her! She lashed her tail behind her. "Great, she's gonna kill me when she see's me!" I miss her so much... A lot had happened, and was able to distract Maplefur for some time- first the fire, then Amberstorm asking her to be his mate, and finally the battle. But now that everything seemed to be calming down, her thoughts were focusing back on her sister. "I'll have to bring Amberstorm to meet her..." She muttered, more to herself than to her friend.
Apurva shifted her weight in discomfort, trying to think of what to say while Maplefur was distracted. She sighed, wondering what to do, as she wasn't quite sure if she wanted to see Blade or not. She was curious about meeting his mate though, but she wasn't sure if she could face up to Blade.

Her gaze hardened with determination, and she looked up. “If you're going to see them, may I come with you?” she asked. She wanted to know for sure if Blade wanted her gone, and there was only one way to know for sure. It was up to her to know for sure, and she had to go see him in order to know how he thought about her. She wanted to know if he still wanted her around, or if he wanted her gone.

Apurva flicked her reddish ears, her eyes wide. The young molly looked down again. “I have to know if he hates me or not. If he doesn't want to see me anymore, than I'll not go back, but if he does, I'll visit him from time to time.” she wasn't about to even consider returning to her life as a kittypet, as her housefolk had left after their den had burned down, and they'd abandoned her. That was shortly before she'd become a loner, but it was still fresh in her mind.

She forced herself to sit still, even though she was finding it very difficult indeed, she did. She sat still and remained silent as she waited patiently for Maplefur to answer her, though she had a feeling Maplefur would say yes. She didn't see any reason she wouldn't, and she saw several reasons why she should.

[ConfusedCas]

(@Rockstar SpiralTheRival this might make me cry but here we go iceclaws death from the injuries he sustained in the battle which we didnt get to see) iceclaw laid on the ground breathing heavily his pelt covered in blood and it pooled around him redclaw rushed over to him stoneheart not far behind reaching their brother they looked down at him with expressions of horror and shock "iceclaw hang in there we'll get you help" redclaw said about to dash off but iceclaw raised a paw and stopped him "no its too late for me brother im not gonna make it im so glad though that you two came back to the clan so i could spend some time with you guys my only regret is that i wont be able to see my kits grow and get dawnfrost" he told stoneheart his voice growing weaker stoneheart nodded and dashed off to the nursery to get dawnfrost
A smirk spread on Sleetstrike's muzzle, at this point the dark forest had corrupted him to be truly evil. He swiped his tongue across his claws, cleaning of Iceclaw's blood. "He deserved it, mouse-brained Starclan believer." He taunted scornfully, "It was an easy win. He fought like a kittypet!" The gray tom boasted with his nose scrunched up in disgust.
Many moons ago Sleetstrike would mourn his fallen clan-mate, but now... Ratnight had poisoned his thoughts and changed him forever. Skyclan had one the battle against the dark forest and he doubted anyone would want a murderer in their clan. He turned towards the camp entrance hoping to slip out and run away before anyone noticed him.

[Drago Victinius Bloodward]

A smirk spread on Sleetstrike's muzzle, at this point the dark forest had corrupted him to be truly evil. He swiped his tongue across his claws, cleaning of Iceclaw's blood. "He deserved it, mouse-brained Starclan believer." He taunted scornfully, "It was an easy win. He fought like a kittypet!" The gray tom boasted with his nose scrunched up in disgust.
Many moons ago Sleetstrike would mourn his fallen clan-mate, but now... Ratnight had poisoned his thoughts and changed him forever. Skyclan had one the battle against the dark forest and he doubted anyone would want a murderer in their clan. He turned towards the camp entrance hoping to slip out and run away before anyone noticed him.
Redclaw saw sleetstrike and letting out a ferocious growl and battle yowl darted at him "ill kill you murderer"

[ConfusedCas]

Redclaw saw sleetstrike and letting out a ferocious growl and battle yowl darted at him "ill kill you murderer"
Sleetstrike froze for a heartbeat, on one paw he could run and avoid Redclaw along with all of Iceclaw's other mourning friends... But on the other paw, he could never turn down a fight. I let out a yowl cry and spun to face the warrior, "You probably fight as bad as he did!" He launched off the ground towards the warrior.

[Drago Victinius Bloodward]

Sleetstrike froze for a heartbeat, on one paw he could run and avoid Redclaw along with all of Iceclaw's other mourning friends... But on the other paw, he could never turn down a fight. I let out a yowl cry and spun to face the warrior, "You probably fight as bad as he did!" He launched off the ground towards the warrior.
Redclaws eyes had a wild look in them as he flung himself as hard as he could into sleetstrike slamming into him his muscled body rippled from the impact and then he hooked his claws into sleetstrikes shoulders and spun him throwing him a couple of tail lengths away

[Hexict]

It had happened so quickly. Zerosight had sensed something, or someone, sneaking up on him, the act triggering some sort of internal predator-prey instinct he never knew he had inside of him. However, by the time he had realized, the other cat had crushed him to the ground, digging their claws into his back just enough to draw blood and cause him to wince in pain. If he wasn't so used to pain due to his StarClan gifted power, he would've cried out. However, he shut his eyes tight, expecting more pain, or even death, but was surprised when the weight vanished. Then, he heard Northpath slam into his attacker.

It was all a blur from then on out. He had heard the fight, but because of his blindness he couldn't actually watch what was going on. The medicine cat could hear his apprentice fighting the other cat, and could hear that he wasn't doing well. By the time it had actually sunk in, it was over, and his beloved Northpath was defeated at the paws of some random cat that wasn't even supposed to be here.

Zerosight, not even caring that the attacker could still be near, rushed to his apprentice's side. He curled himself protectively around the other tom's bloodied form, much like a mother would hold her kittens, pressing his paws over the bigger wounds in an attempt to stop the bleeding. But, deep inside the ThunderClan medicine cat knew it was a feudal effort.

Tears welled in his blue eyes. You- you dummy! Why would you throw your life away for me?? He was old now, Northpath was young, full of life. Zero was ready, and Northpath still had so much he could have given.

There was still so much they could have done together, and he still had so much to teach the younger tom. But now, that was all being taken away from him. Northpath; the tom he had trained, the tom he had grown to care for like his own, was dying and there was nothing he could do about it.

Zerosight felt like he needed to say something, anything. But there was no way he could put everything he was feeling into what little time they had left. It was only seconds later that Northpath uttered his last words, a tribute to Zerosight, and quiet, choked thank you that Zero would never get to respond to. He began to sob, digging his head into his apprentice's fur, letting out a low, hollow wail.

The tom laid there with Northpath's quickly cooling body for as long as he could until somebody came to take him away. And still, he protested, screamed, and cried when they had to drag him away because he just wouldn't let the body go.

The battle was over.

But, a new battle was just beginning for ThunderClan's medicine cat.

(my fave roleplay post now :love85:
:sob:)

[Maplefur]

Apurva shifted her weight in discomfort, trying to think of what to say while Maplefur was distracted. She sighed, wondering what to do, as she wasn't quite sure if she wanted to see Blade or not. She was curious about meeting his mate though, but she wasn't sure if she could face up to Blade.

Her gaze hardened with determination, and she looked up. “If you're going to see them, may I come with you?” she asked. She wanted to know for sure if Blade wanted her gone, and there was only one way to know for sure. It was up to her to know for sure, and she had to go see him in order to know how he thought about her. She wanted to know if he still wanted her around, or if he wanted her gone.

Apurva flicked her reddish ears, her eyes wide. The young molly looked down again. “I have to know if he hates me or not. If he doesn't want to see me anymore, than I'll not go back, but if he does, I'll visit him from time to time.” she wasn't about to even consider returning to her life as a kittypet, as her housefolk had left after their den had burned down, and they'd abandoned her. That was shortly before she'd become a loner, but it was still fresh in her mind.

She forced herself to sit still, even though she was finding it very difficult indeed, she did. She sat still and remained silent as she waited patiently for Maplefur to answer her, though she had a feeling Maplefur would say yes. She didn't see any reason she wouldn't, and she saw several reasons why she should.

Maplefur glanced up at Apurva, a smile on her face. "Of course you can! I'm sure he'll be happy to see you- he looked like he was real upset about it. I didn't really understand then, but now I do!" She glanced over at the camp entrance.

"I'm not really sure when we should go, though. There's not much going on right now, but I'm sure Fria will panic seeing me in this state... I'm sure Blade will want to see you though, and I did promise to tell him if I found you..." she trailed off with a sigh. "Ok, do you want to go real quick right now or do you want to go some other time?" Maplefur asked, giving up on coming to a decision herself.

[doghouse]

Maplefur glanced up at Apurva, a smile on her face. "Of course you can! I'm sure he'll be happy to see you- he looked like he was real upset about it. I didn't really understand then, but now I do!" She glanced over at the camp entrance.

"I'm not really sure when we should go, though. There's not much going on right now, but I'm sure Fria will panic seeing me in this state... I'm sure Blade will want to see you though, and I did promise to tell him if I found you..." she trailed off with a sigh. "Ok, do you want to go real quick right now or do you want to go some other time?" Maplefur asked, giving up on coming to a decision herself.
Apurva wasn't entirely sure. She wanted to to go now, but she also didn't. “Let's wait a little bit.” she replied, flicking her tail. “I think we both need a rest and wait until our wounds have healed a bit more, otherwise they may start to bleed again, and that's not something we want.” she added, having had to deal with similar wounds before, she knew that they might reopen if you moved around too much.

She looked up at the sky, snowflakes swirling down faster than before, and she realized that they would also have to wait until the snow stopped or at least slowed a bit. She fluffed out her reddish, black and white pelt against the cold, as she'd never experienced this cold before, or this much snow. She barely even remembered snow from when she'd been a kit, but she did remember.

“We'll also have to wait for the snow to slow or stop altogether.” she mumbled, pulling out of her memories and back into what was happening now. She yawned, realizing just how tired she was, and Apurva shifted into a more comfortable position, her eyes half closed.

[Maplefur]

Apurva wasn't entirely sure. She wanted to to go now, but she also didn't. “Let's wait a little bit.” she replied, flicking her tail. “I think we both need a rest and wait until our wounds have healed a bit more, otherwise they may start to bleed again, and that's not something we want.” she added, having had to deal with similar wounds before, she knew that they might reopen if you moved around too much.

She looked up at the sky, snowflakes swirling down faster than before, and she realized that they would also have to wait until the snow stopped or at least slowed a bit. She fluffed out her reddish, black and white pelt against the cold, as she'd never experienced this cold before, or this much snow. She barely even remembered snow from when she'd been a kit, but she did remember.

“We'll also have to wait for the snow to slow or stop altogether.” she mumbled, pulling out of her memories and back into what was happening now. She yawned, realizing just how tired she was, and Apurva shifted into a more comfortable position, her eyes half closed.

Maplefur sighed, nodding. "Yeah, you're right," she agreed, sitting back down. She couldn't deny that she was a bit disappointed that she wouldn't be seeing her sister, but the molly knew it was for the best. At least it means my limp will be less noticeable, she thought hopefully.

She shot a look up at the sky, smiling slightly at the snow. While she hated it for the cold it brought, and the lacking prey, she loved the layer of beauty it left on everything. "It'll be warmer in the Warriors den, with everyone in there together," she commented, before realizing she didn't even know where Apurva would be staying. "And the apprentices den, if you'll be staying there."

[doghouse]

Maplefur sighed, nodding. "Yeah, you're right," she agreed, sitting back down. She couldn't deny that she was a bit disappointed that she wouldn't be seeing her sister, but the molly knew it was for the best. At least it means my limp will be less noticeable, she thought hopefully.

She shot a look up at the sky, smiling slightly at the snow. While she hated it for the cold it brought, and the lacking prey, she loved the layer of beauty it left on everything. "It'll be warmer in the Warriors den, with everyone in there together," she commented, before realizing she didn't even know where Apurva would be staying. "And the apprentices den, if you'll be staying there."
Apurva gave a lopsided grin, then looked around. “I think I'm staying in the apprentices' den, though Timberpaw never really mentioned much about it.” she replied, letting out a scarcely heard purr. She yawned again, then climbed to her paws and looked around, uncertain as to what den was the apprentices' den. Apurva glanced back at Maplefur for help, shifting uncertainly.

She lifted up one paw, then tasted the air, trying to determine which was the right den by scent, but she failed and sat down, her green hues flicking between one den to the next, hoping to see who came out of what den. She glanced back at Maplefur again, trying hard not to laugh at her inability to figure out what den was what, though she instantly found the nursery.

[arcticlaw]

A white warrior padded into the clearing feeling joyful:tacoparty:

[arcticlaw]

" i think i might go hunting." he purred to himself
:flip:

[arcticlaw]

he walked into the den and went to sleep

[Rockstar]

(@Rockstar SpiralTheRival this might make me cry but here we go iceclaws death from the injuries he sustained in the battle which we didnt get to see) iceclaw laid on the ground breathing heavily his pelt covered in blood and it pooled around him redclaw rushed over to him stoneheart not far behind reaching their brother they looked down at him with expressions of horror and shock "iceclaw hang in there we'll get you help" redclaw said about to dash off but iceclaw raised a paw and stopped him "no its too late for me brother im not gonna make it im so glad though that you two came back to the clan so i could spend some time with you guys my only regret is that i wont be able to see my kits grow and get dawnfrost" he told stoneheart his voice growing weaker stoneheart nodded and dashed off to the nursery to get dawnfrost

Dawnfrost emerged from the nursery, looking for Iceclaw.

Her heart skipped a beat when she spotted the tom, laying pooled in his own blood. She instantly rushed over, pure terror clouding her eyes.

"Oh no, StarClan, no!" She yelped, and started frantically yowling for help.

[Drago Victinius Bloodward]

Dawnfrost emerged from the nursery, looking for Iceclaw.

Her heart skipped a beat when she spotted the tom, laying pooled in his own blood. She instantly rushed over, pure terror clouding her eyes.

"Oh no, StarClan, no!" She yelped, and started frantically yowling for help.
Iceclaw raised a bloody paw towards her "my love i have something to tell you but i cant do that if you keep yowling its too late for me" iceclaw said weakly stoneheart followed her out of the nursery

[Maplefur]

Apurva gave a lopsided grin, then looked around. “I think I'm staying in the apprentices' den, though Timberpaw never really mentioned much about it.” she replied, letting out a scarcely heard purr. She yawned again, then climbed to her paws and looked around, uncertain as to what den was the apprentices' den. Apurva glanced back at Maplefur for help, shifting uncertainly.

She lifted up one paw, then tasted the air, trying to determine which was the right den by scent, but she failed and sat down, her green hues flicking between one den to the next, hoping to see who came out of what den. She glanced back at Maplefur again, trying hard not to laugh at her inability to figure out what den was what, though she instantly found the nursery.

"Oh!" Maplefur exclaimed. "That's right, you don't know where everything is yet. Well that den over there," she gestured with her tail to the apprentices den. "is the apprentices' den, and the one right across from it is the warriors' den." She gestured around the camp as she continued to point out places. "That's the nursery- you've probably already scented it, though. Over there's the elders' den, and that's the medicine cat den." She turned to the large rock in the clearing. "That's high peak, where Ashstar will announce any news- such as a loner joining the clan, for one example!" She gave Apurva a large smile. "The leader's den is right by it, though we only go in if invited or if we have something urgent to tell Ashstar." She concluded. "And the last part is over there- that's the way to dirt place," she scrunched her nose up. "And I'm assuming you already know the entrance, seeing as you're in here!"

Finished with the tour, Maplefur turned her attention back to Apurva. "Timberpaw? So you've already got a friend then- that's great! I don't really know Timberpaw- honestly I don't really know any of the apprentices- but he seems like a nice cat." The molly nodded, turning to see if Timberpaw was in the clearing. "He might be out training right now- oh! Since you're joining, you'll be an apprentice too! I wonder what your new name will be?" She tilted her head, trying to think up something and failing. "I was already named Maple before joining, so they didn't need to change my name all that much- just add on 'paw' and I was set!"

[lone]

Stormpaw?!, Stormpaw thought in alarm, though he didn't show it. Her name is Stormpaw as well, The stormy coloured tom thought, the edges of his lips curving in a slight frown. He wasn't mad that someone else had the same name as him, he was just wondering if that was allowed. It probably doesn't matter. Afterall, our warrior names will probably be different so who cares, Stormpaw thought. The apprentice suddenly realised he was drifting off again. He mentally slapped himself. You need to stop doing that!, Stormpaw scolded. "O-Oh, well i'm Stormpaw. I guess we have the same name....", Stormpaw trailed. He suddenly felt weird. He was having a conversation with a cat that owned the same name as him. He could not wait for the day he became a warrior, then it wouldn't be so confusing when talking to another cat. Stormpaw noticed that Stormpaw had an uneasy smile on her face. Was he making her uncomfortable? Or was it just simply awkward? He hated it when things got awkward. He was a slightly awkward cat and often ran out of things to day when talking to someone else.

"R-really? Wow, um...how about that?" The silver she cat laughed a little awkwardly, glancing up at Stormpaw as though she thought he might think she was...strange. Stormpaw knew that she could be a little annoying sometimes. At least, she hadn't before...but she did now. It was funny how annoying the she cat imagined herself to be, although she really wasn't too bad. Oh! I should probably ask if I'm bothering him or not, or something...cause he looks a little...strange. Am I annoying him? Oh no, I hope not...Stormpaw thought, with a wince. She hated it when she thought she was bothering another cat. It made her feel lousy, as in lower than anything else. Almost as low as the ground, although not quite. "I'm not- I'm not bothering you, am I? If you have something else to do, you don't...you don't have to be nice to me, you know, you can tell me..." Stormpaw mewed, shifting her weight. She tried to summon a small smile, but failed. Why was it so hard for her to just smile at him? It shouldn't be...this should be very, very easy for her. And yet somehow, she wasn't quite sure how, it was awkward. And it felt strange. The silver she cat had caught his earlier frown, which had started her wondering if she had bothered or offended him in some way. That would be just perfect...just what she needed, an enemy. It's what I always wanted, She thought sarcastically. Fox dung! Stormpaw, why can't you be more friendly? Couldn't you at least smile once in a while, or say something nice? She thought angrily, lashing her tail. "I like your name..." She mewed awkwardly, before sighing. Great, that just sounded like she was complimenting herself. They had the same name, after all...this was just going downhill. Great. Think of something else Stormpaw, cause he's definitely not going to like you now. She thought with a sigh, the tip of her silver tail moving nervously.

[kozui-chan]

Iceclaw raised a bloody paw towards her "my love i have something to tell you but i cant do that if you keep yowling its too late for me" iceclaw said weakly stoneheart followed her out of the nursery
seawatcher darted over. "what in the name of starclan happened?!" she screeched and everyone in the clearing could hear her

[Drago Victinius Bloodward]

seawatcher darted over. "what in the name of starclan happened?!" she screeched and everyone in the clearing could hear her
Stoneheart gestured towards sleetstrike and redclaw "after you stopped fighting and left iceclaw had neck pain attack and sleetstrike did this to him and ran now sleetstrike is back and redclaw is fighting him trying to kill him" he said

[ConfusedCas]

Redclaws eyes had a wild look in them as he flung himself as hard as he could into sleetstrike slamming into him his muscled body rippled from the impact and then he hooked his claws into sleetstrikes shoulders and spun him throwing him a couple of tail lengths away
He tumbled a few tail lengths away from Redclaw with blood oozing from his shoulders. Sleetstrike struggled to his paws and ran toward the Thunderclan warrior, using all his body weight to crash into the tom and attempt to throw him off balance.

[spade]

It had happened so quickly. Zerosight had sensed something, or someone, sneaking up on him, the act triggering some sort of internal predator-prey instinct he never knew he had inside of him. However, by the time he had realized, the other cat had crushed him to the ground, digging their claws into his back just enough to draw blood and cause him to wince in pain. If he wasn't so used to pain due to his StarClan gifted power, he would've cried out. However, he shut his eyes tight, expecting more pain, or even death, but was surprised when the weight vanished. Then, he heard Northpath slam into his attacker.

It was all a blur from then on out. He had heard the fight, but because of his blindness he couldn't actually watch what was going on. The medicine cat could hear his apprentice fighting the other cat, and could hear that he wasn't doing well. By the time it had actually sunk in, it was over, and his beloved Northpath was defeated at the paws of some random cat that wasn't even supposed to be here.

Zerosight, not even caring that the attacker could still be near, rushed to his apprentice's side. He curled himself protectively around the other tom's bloodied form, much like a mother would hold her kittens, pressing his paws over the bigger wounds in an attempt to stop the bleeding. But, deep inside the ThunderClan medicine cat knew it was a feudal effort.

Tears welled in his blue eyes. You- you dummy! Why would you throw your life away for me?? He was old now, Northpath was young, full of life. Zero was ready, and Northpath still had so much he could have given.

There was still so much they could have done together, and he still had so much to teach the younger tom. But now, that was all being taken away from him. Northpath; the tom he had trained, the tom he had grown to care for like his own, was dying and there was nothing he could do about it.

Zerosight felt like he needed to say something, anything. But there was no way he could put everything he was feeling into what little time they had left. It was only seconds later that Northpath uttered his last words, a tribute to Zerosight, and quiet, choked thank you that Zero would never get to respond to. He began to sob, digging his head into his apprentice's fur, letting out a low, hollow wail.

The tom laid there with Northpath's quickly cooling body for as long as he could until somebody came to take him away. And still, he protested, screamed, and cried when they had to drag him away because he just wouldn't let the body go.

The battle was over.

But, a new battle was just beginning for ThunderClan's medicine cat.

THIS IS ABSOLUTELY THE MOST BEAUTIFUL POST I'VE SEEN IN MY ENTIRE LIFE. I CRY. ;w; )

[Drago Victinius Bloodward]

He tumbled a few tail lengths away from Redclaw with blood oozing from his shoulders. Sleetstrike struggled to his paws and ran toward the Thunderclan warrior, using all his body weight to crash into the tom and attempt to throw him off balance.
As redclaw fell he grabbed onto sleetstike shoulder to bring him down with him and clawing him a few times across his cheeks and shoulders rolled away and got up hissing "you killed my brother when he became defenseless you fox hearted coward" he snarled viciously

[ConfusedCas]

As redclaw fell he grabbed onto sleetstike shoulder to bring him down with him and clawing him a few times across his cheeks and shoulders rolled away and got up hissing "you killed my brother when he became defenseless you fox hearted coward" he snarled viciously
After he broke free from the blows Sleetstrike scrambled backwards and away from him. "He thought Starclan could save him, but look what happened!" He twitched his tail at the deceased Iceclaw, "He died, and the same will happen with you!" He let out a yowl and launched himself at Redclaw despite the stinging injuries all over his gray pelt.
(Lemme know when Redclaw does the finishing blow)

[Drago Victinius Bloodward]

After he broke free from the blows Sleetstrike scrambled backwards and away from him. "He thought Starclan could save him, but look what happened!" He twitched his tail at the deceased Iceclaw, "He died, and the same will happen with you!" He let out a yowl and launched himself at Redclaw despite the stinging injuries all over his gray pelt.
(Lemme know when Redclaw does the finishing blow)
"Thats what you think" redclaw said then letting out a blood thirsty snarl he sidestepped and back kicked sleetstrike in the side

[ConfusedCas]

"Thats what you think" redclaw said then letting out a blood thirsty snarl he sidestepped and back kicked sleetstrike in the side
He gasped in alarm and was sent crashing to the side. Sleetstrike dug his claws and shakily rose back onto his paws, black trickling down his muzzle. Each scratch and bruise burned with pain but what burned brighter was the intensity in his green eyes. It was decided, he wouldn't give up until he died. He lunged towards Redclaw's leg with his jaws parted, ready to clamp down and tug him down.

[Drago Victinius Bloodward]

He gasped in alarm and was sent crashing to the side. Sleetstrike dug his claws and shakily rose back onto his paws, black trickling down his muzzle. Each scratch and bruise burned with pain but what burned brighter was the intensity in his green eyes. It was decided, he wouldn't give up until he died. He lunged towards Redclaw's leg with his jaws parted, ready to clamp down and tug him down.
Redclaw didnt feel pain as sleetstrike clamped his jaws around his legs nor did he feel anything but the lust for his blood and the anger he felt for how his brother died he pulled his leg out of his jaws and buffeted sleetstrike head with a flurry of strikes then back up a bit and crouched ready for the next attack

[lone]

She let out a mrrow of laughter and started to step off of him. As she did so Honeykit examined Ashenkit. He was definitely stronger than her but her determination gave her the ability to have a lot of stamina in battle. She didn't like to think of their play fights as battle as she would never in a million moons wish to harm her best friend. That'll never happen! He does his best to protect me and I'll do the same. Her cobalt blue eyes became more serious and they clouded with affection. "Thanks for all you've done for me, Ashenkit." Honeykit stepped toward him and pressed her muzzle to his shoulder in an act of gratitude, "I don't think I'd ever be myself again without you help!" It was obvious that the young kit was much happier with his company but the pain of her mothers death and her mood swings would forever remained scarred in her memory and personality.


(Want me to end it after your post?)


Ashenkit got to his paws, the tip of his tail flicking without realizing. He was almost surprised by Honeykit's sudden affection; but he was glad he had managed to cheer her up. A smile grew across the tom's maw and he began to purr, a bright expression etched onto his features. "I should be thanking you. My life would be so boring without you in it, I have no idea what I would do!" Ashenkit mewed, his blue eyes flashing dramatically. The grey and black tom could be a bit of a...drama queen, or king more like, at times. Still, he had really meant the words that he had spoken. He nudged Honeykit affectionately before backing away. "See you tomorrow?" He half asked, half spoke. It was as though he had no doubt that he would see her tomorrow...for him, Honeykit was becoming an everyday part of his life. The pale golden kit had definitely changed his life for the better...well, changed it and sent him hurtling into an abyss of wonder and he had a feeling this was definitely just the beginning of their adventures together.

[ConfusedCas]

Redclaw didnt feel pain as sleetstrike clamped his jaws around his legs nor did he feel anything but the lust for his blood and the anger he felt for how his brother died he pulled his leg out of his jaws and buffeted sleetstrike head with a flurry of strikes then back up a bit and crouched ready for the next attack
He hissed in annoyance and pain and stumbled backwards. I need a stronger attack... I need to finish this quickly! His wounds were already deep and he couldn't tell how long he'd be able to last. Sleetstrike leaped into the air and aimed his extended claws at Redclaw's shoulders.

[Drago Victinius Bloodward]

He hissed in annoyance and pain and stumbled backwards. I need a stronger attack... I need to finish this quickly! His wounds were already deep and he couldn't tell how long he'd be able to last. Sleetstrike leaped into the air and aimed his extended claws at Redclaw's shoulders.
Redclaw slid under him clawing one of his legs as he slid past the whirled to face him the wild look in his eyes turned to blood lust

[ConfusedCas]

Ashenkit got to his paws, the tip of his tail flicking without realizing. He was almost surprised by Honeykit's sudden affection; but he was glad he had managed to cheer her up. A smile grew across the tom's maw and he began to purr, a bright expression etched onto his features. "I should be thanking you. My life would be so boring without you in it, I have no idea what I would do!" Ashenkit mewed, his blue eyes flashing dramatically. The grey and black tom could be a bit of a...drama queen, or king more like, at times. Still, he had really meant the words that he had spoken. He nudged Honeykit affectionately before backing away. "See you tomorrow?" He half asked, half spoke. It was as though he had no doubt that he would see her tomorrow...for him, Honeykit was becoming an everyday part of his life. The pale golden kit had definitely changed his life for the better...well, changed it and sent him hurtling into an abyss of wonder and he had a feeling this was definitely just the beginning of their adventures together.
(Omg, it's so cute)
She was unable to wipe the joyous grin off her muzzle as she looked up at Ashenkit. Her cobalt blue orbs shined brightly with warmth as she nodded. "Yes! I'll see you tomorrow." Her voice came out in a happy squeak, which she was slightly embarrassed about, along with a subtle purr. She couldn't wait to see more of him, he lit up her life so much. Honeykit had no idea what she'd be doing without, probably hiding in the shadows. But she couldn't imagine a life where she'd be alone and having to deal with her mother's death by herself. She was still sad about Russetbrook and she still would mourn her but right now she just felt all the darkness of life lift from her, because of the gray tom standing in front of her. Thank you, Ashenkit.
The she-cats attention drifted towards the warriors den where her father, Goldenblaze, was watching. His yellow eyes were narrowed grimly and he didn't look very approving of her happiness. Her shoulders drooped a bit knowing that he wanted to speak with her. Honeykit turned back towards her best friend and touched her nose to his. "Bye!" Quickly the young kit spun around and hustled away, careful that she wouldn't make the mistake of tripping over her paws, again.

[ConfusedCas]

Redclaw slid under him clawing one of his legs as he slid past the whirled to face him the wild look in his eyes turned to blood lust
A shiver went down the gray toms spine as he looked into the daunting eyes of his opponent. I'll have a better advantage in the trees. Sleetstrike decided. He hissed at Redclaw and spun around towards the camp entrance, taking off quickly for the territory.

[lone]

(Omg, it's so cute)

She was unable to wipe the joyous grin off her muzzle as she looked up at Ashenkit. Her cobalt blue orbs shined brightly with warmth as she nodded. "Yes! I'll see you tomorrow." Her voice came out in a happy squeak, which she was slightly embarrassed about, along with a subtle purr. She couldn't wait to see more of him, he lit up her life so much. Honeykit had no idea what she'd be doing without, probably hiding in the shadows. But she couldn't imagine a life where she'd be alone and having to deal with her mother's death by herself. She was still sad about Russetbrook and she still would mourn her but right now she just felt all the darkness of life lift from her, because of the gray tom standing in front of her. Thank you, Ashenkit.

The she-cats attention drifted towards the warriors den where her father, Goldenblaze, was watching. His yellow eyes were narrowed grimly and he didn't look very approving of her happiness. Her shoulders drooped a bit knowing that he wanted to speak with her. Honeykit turned back towards her best friend and touched her nose to his. "Bye!" Quickly the young kit spun around and hustled away, careful that she wouldn't make the mistake of tripping over her paws, again.

(Omg yesss too adorable)

[Drago Victinius Bloodward]

A shiver went down the gray toms spine as he looked into the daunting eyes of his opponent. I'll have a better advantage in the trees. Sleetstrike decided. He hissed at Redclaw and spun around towards the camp entrance, taking off quickly for the territory.
Redclaw shot after him his muscles pounding under his pelt stoneheart followed to watch and make sure sleetstrike didnt try and kill his last sibling that was alive (to the territory?).

[lone]

@Suspiciousmindz

Hawkfeather was stunned. No, she was more than stunned...she had gone into a mode of complete and utter lockdown. She could hardly believe all that had happened over time...first the fire, then Ashstar had disappeared and Ratnight had taken over, next the battle and Ashstar had reappeared, and now...what was going on? This isn't the ThunderClan I want to live in. This isn't the ThunderClan I would want my kits to grow up in, if I ever have kits. I hope things get better soon...Hawkfeather thought miserably, curling her tabby tail around herself. Things weren't looking good. The normally cheerful warrior was beginning to almost shut down, as though she could hardly believe what was going on here. With a sigh, and a shrug, she decided to try and cheer up before another, more horrible thought struck her. What about that cat I met before? Something- claw...uh...Sharpclaw? No, no...Ironclaw? Nope. Uh...oh, oh, Hawkclaw? Wait no, but it was a bird...Wren...Wrenclaw! That was it, Wrenclaw! Hawkfeather thought triumphantly. Despite having momentarily forgotten the warrior's name, Hawkfeather was hopeful that he was alright. She didn't like seeing other cats hurt. She didn't mind fighting, as long as it was for the right cause. Hawkfeather wondered which side Wrenclaw had been fighting on...she hoped he had been fighting for StarClan, for everything that she had believed in since she was a kit. For everything the Clans were.

Dragonkit curled his thin black tail around himself, the ebony pelted tom allowing a shudder to pass through his pelt. Although it wasn't freezing, he was cold. Not just because of the freezing cold air, but because he was worried and he felt almost sick from it. He couldn't believe Ratnight was gone...their leader...and cats had actually believed those strangers when they said they were part of a Clan? SkyClan, is that what they called themselves? And now Dragonkit felt cold, and miserable. More so because he wasn't sure where Echokit had gone. She had been pretty mad at him the last time they had talked, and he had been pretty frustrated...but maybe, maybe she had forgiven him. Where is that cheerful little fluffball anyway? Dragonkit thought, in the way he usually did of Echokit. He would never say that out loud to her...not unless he thought it might upset her when he was mad at her or something. With a snort, he remembered the last time they had spoken he had talked about his special power of "catching leaves." Well...maybe I do. I've never seen them work before, but maybe they would work now, Dragonkit thought with a small smile. He imagined Echokit would not be impressed as he darted towards a leaf blowing across the ground, pinning it down with his paws and then lifting them up to allow the leaf to blow away a second later. No; he definitely didn't have any special powers there. Dragonkit settled down once more, and allowed his blue hues to scan the clearing for his special little friend.

Falconclaw padded into the clearing, the brown tom's eyes almost eerily sweeping over it as he looked over the cats. Were there cats here who had dared to fight against ThunderClan? Their own Clan? He hoped not; he would love to find them, however, so that they would be driven out. How could they? How could they believe those intruders? Falconclaw sat down, wishing he had a thicker pelt to protect himself against the cold air. It blew through his fur, sending a shudder down his spine. The tom, despite being strong and quite fierce, hated the cold air. It seemed to almost take his breath away, leaving him completely frozen. Falconclaw began to mutter threats under his breath, lashing his tail angrily as he did so and scanning the clearing once more. Perhaps, maybe someone friendly would dare to venture over to him. Most cats steered clear of Falconclaw, he wasn't exactly known for his warm and loving personality. And yet I fought for them in the battle. Ungrateful cats! Falconclaw thought angrily, before realizing most of them probably didn't realize he had fought for their Clan. And if they did, they might turn against him, calling him a 'Dark Forest Supporter.' I'm no Dark Forest Supporter. And if they accuse me of it, I'll...do something, I don't know what. I can't hurt them. I won't hurt a clanmate. Falconclaw thought with a sigh. The tabby tom wrapped his tail tighter around him and tried to figure out what the best way to keep warm would be.

[lone]

for SpiralTheRival

Ashenkit padded out of the nursery, the grey and black tom yawning as he stretched out. As much as he hated sleeping, he loved waking up to the sounds of the morning. The early morning sun cast light onto Ashenkit's dark pelt, and although it was cold, Ashenkit felt much warmer than usual. Perhaps he was just excited. That's probably it. Where's Honeykit? He thought, glancing around the clearing. As always, the tom's first thought was of his best friend. He would never forget her expression, and the tears in her eyes when she told him about Russetbrook. How could that have happened? How could something like that have happened to his sweet, loving friend? Ashenkit felt angry every time he thought of it, and her crying...he hated to see Honeykit cry. And he was going to do his best to make sure it never happened again. The tom settled down in a corner of camp, the chilly air suddenly cutting through his thick pelt and making him cold. I hope Honeykit isn't too cold...it's freezing this morning, Ashenkit thought with a slight frown. Frowning wasn't really something the tom did often...he preferred to look on the bright side, but it was so cold that he couldn't seem to find one. At least, not at the moment. Maybe he would at some point, though. Things will get better once Honeykit shows up. She makes everything better, Ashenkit thought with a smile.

[wren]

A large muscular Tom slipped through the thicket that enclosed the camp with a powerful prickly barrier. Though it did not prove helpful during the battle with skyclan. They just padded right on through the entrance. Muscles bunching and body moving liek a sake slithering between rocks the Tom avoided the thicket and made his way into the clearing, feeling a thin layer of frost on the browning grass below his paws. His golden yellow eyes scanned the camp for any signs of life, he continued on the path many warrior shad trode beofre him and by passed the freshkill before dropping his own limp catch utop the ring of food. o

[lone]

A large muscular Tom slipped through the thicket that enclosed the camp with a powerful prickly barrier. Though it did not prove helpful during the battle with skyclan. They just padded right on through the entrance. Muscles bunching and body moving liek a sake slithering between rocks the Tom avoided the thicket and made his way into the clearing, feeling a thin layer of frost on the browning grass below his paws. His golden yellow eyes scanned the camp for any signs of life, he continued on the path many warrior shad trode beofre him and by passed the freshkill before dropping his own limp catch utop the ring of food. o
Sablelight padded out of the Warriors Den, the sable pelted she cat looking slightly tired. Why am I so tired? Seriously, this makes no sense...Sablelight thought, before she yawned, stretching out a little before half collapsing and rolling over onto her side. She caught sight of a muscular tom padding into the clearing. The she cat cocked her head to the side, interest catching her. Hm. Quite the catch he's made there, She thought with a smile. Sablelight was not one to just go up and introduce herself, and she kept her hues fixed on the tom, wondering whether he would come over or not. The tip of her tail moved continuously, and she wished it would stop. The morning sun, although it wasn't giving any heat, beat down upon her dark furred pelt and it's rays seemed to make a soft glow emit from it. Sablelight looked back at her own fur, her eyes narrowing as she did so. She hated looking primped and neat- it made her feel like she was nothing more than a spoiled kittypet. Oh well, there were benefits...for one thing, looking your best could be a distraction to those stupid cats who decided looks were everything. A distraction in battle, something to knock your opponent off their paws, so to speak. Sablelight smirked a little, although she didn't say anything out loud as she followed the tom's movements. Her pelt, as thin and neat as it was, was horrible at keeping out the cold air. The she cat felt a shudder go down her spine and she gave a hiss of aggravation, wishing not for the first time that she had a more unruly, thicker pelt that would be better at keeping the cold air from nipping at her and chilling her through. The she cat opened her maw in a yawn, her pale pink tongue and ivory white fangs revealed before they were hidden again. Sablelight's hues swept around the clearing, examining the other cats before they once again turned onto the tom.

[Crumbleless]

Copperpaw limped towards her mentor's brother's bloodied body. The she-cat's paw ached like the end of the world and the many scratches covering her ached too but her heart ached the most. Iceclaw was going to die and it was all Sleetstrike's fault.
Copperpaw's eyes misted as she stood beside the warrior's body. Before long she was pressed against his side. "He won't die." She whispered almost hoarsly. Death was never something real to the apprentice anyway. It was always just an illusion that hid a lie. All Copperpaw could really do was pretend she thought he was going to die and although she never believed it the she-cat would try hard to pretend she did.
Copperpaw then sank her claws into the dirt clearing. "Say hi to mom and dad." She whispered before starting to lick the blood from Iceclaw.

[Drago Victinius Bloodward]

Copperpaw limped towards her mentor's brother's bloodied body. The she-cat's paw ached like the end of the world and the many scratches covering her ached too but her heart ached the most. Iceclaw was going to die and it was all Sleetstrike's fault.
Copperpaw's eyes misted as she stood beside the warrior's body. Before long she was pressed against his side. "He won't die." She whispered almost hoarsly. Death was never something real to the apprentice anyway. It was always just an illusion that hid a lie. All Copperpaw could really do was pretend she thought he was going to die and although she never believed it the she-cat would try hard to pretend she did.
Copperpaw then sank her claws into the dirt clearing. "Say hi to mom and dad." She whispered before starting to lick the blood from Iceclaw.
Redclaw limped into the clearing blood streaked his pelt and he was limping now feeling the pain of his injuries he limped over to his brother and laid down tears streaming down his face and a sob shook his body ( Rockstar) "my love i want you to promise me that you will raise our kits knowing that their father is always watching over them for i will always be watching over all of you I'm sorry i wont be able to see my kits grow and get warrior names and have kits" he said weakly then his eyes focused on something past dawnfrost and he reached out with a paw "father mother sisters im ready" he said reaching up he gave dawnfrost one last lick on the cheek then his head fell back and he closed his eyes letting out a deep breath he stopped breathing forever iceclaw was dead a yowl of grief split the air it came from redclaw "NO BROTHER DONT GO dont go" he said tears streaming down his cheek he started crying stoneheart who sat a bit away his usual strong expression now broken with grief and he padded over and sat next to redclaw and he too started crying redclaw pushed his nose into iceclaws fur

[Rockstar]

Redclaw limped into the clearing blood streaked his pelt and he was limping now feeling the pain of his injuries he limped over to his brother and laid down tears streaming down his face and a sob shook his body ( Rockstar) "my love i want you to promise me that you will raise our kits knowing that their father is always watching over them for i will always be watching over all of you I'm sorry i wont be able to see my kits grow and get warrior names and have kits" he said weakly then his eyes focused on something past dawnfrost and he reached out with a paw "father mother sisters im ready" he said reaching up he gave dawnfrost one last lick on the cheek then his head fell back and he closed his eyes letting out a deep breath he stopped breathing forever iceclaw was dead a yowl of grief split the air it came from redclaw "NO BROTHER DONT GO dont go" he said tears streaming down his cheek he started crying stoneheart who sat a bit away his usual strong expression now broken with grief and he padded over and sat next to redclaw and he too started crying redclaw pushed his nose into iceclaws fur


Dawnfrost said nothing--she couldn't. Her eyes welled up with tears, and she held back sobs. She didn't want to believe it, that her mate was dying, but here he was, his life leaving him.

She pressed her head into his fur, letting out a few sobs into it as he passed on to StarClan.

"Watch me, my love," she murmured, and gave him a lick on the cheek. "I will make you proud. I and your kits."

She sat tall next to her mate, making it clear that she was going to stand vigil.

[Drago Victinius Bloodward]

Dawnfrost said nothing--she couldn't. Her eyes welled up with tears, and she held back sobs. She didn't want to believe it, that her mate was dying, but here he was, his life leaving him.

She pressed her head into his fur, letting out a few sobs into it as he passed on to StarClan.

"Watch me, my love," she murmured, and gave him a lick on the cheek. "I will make you proud. I and your kits."

She sat tall next to her mate, making it clear that she was going to stand vigil.
Icekit playfully bounced out of the nursery then stopped dead as she saw her father with a wail she rushed over and started crying pressing up against dawnfrost cherrykit followed her out and did the same

[ConfusedCas]

for SpiralTheRival

Ashenkit padded out of the nursery, the grey and black tom yawning as he stretched out. As much as he hated sleeping, he loved waking up to the sounds of the morning. The early morning sun cast light onto Ashenkit's dark pelt, and although it was cold, Ashenkit felt much warmer than usual. Perhaps he was just excited. That's probably it. Where's Honeykit? He thought, glancing around the clearing. As always, the tom's first thought was of his best friend. He would never forget her expression, and the tears in her eyes when she told him about Russetbrook. How could that have happened? How could something like that have happened to his sweet, loving friend? Ashenkit felt angry every time he thought of it, and her crying...he hated to see Honeykit cry. And he was going to do his best to make sure it never happened again. The tom settled down in a corner of camp, the chilly air suddenly cutting through his thick pelt and making him cold. I hope Honeykit isn't too cold...it's freezing this morning, Ashenkit thought with a slight frown. Frowning wasn't really something the tom did often...he preferred to look on the bright side, but it was so cold that he couldn't seem to find one. At least, not at the moment. Maybe he would at some point, though. Things will get better once Honeykit shows up. She makes everything better, Ashenkit thought with a smile.

Honeykit had gotten up earlier then expected to see everyone asleep. She tip-toed out of the nursery, careful not to bump any of her den-mates. She padded towards the fresh-kill pile, her stomach growling with hunger. She tugged a vole out of the pile, it was quite large to the small kit. With a savory lick on her muzzle she sank her small fangs into the animals flesh and tore a fresh juicy piece off. She was so grateful that she didn't need to depend on milk anymore, especially since she wouldn't be able to drink her own mothers milk if she did. "Thank you, Starclan, for this wonderful meal!" Her father had taught her the words only a few sunrises ago. She suddenly got lost in the memory of their talk last night. Goldenblaze mostly just comforted his daughter about the recent attack and about Russetbrook, and though he hadn't actually mentioned Ashenkit it was obvious in his dull yellow eyes that he didn't approve of their strong friendship. Speaking of which, where is he? It would be nice to share this with him, it's too big for me! Honeykit scanned the clearing, some cats were stirring and once her gaze reached the nursery she noticed the black and gray tom-kit. A grin spread across her muzzle, she didn't even care to hide her excitement. "Ashenkit! Over here!" Her tail waved in the air, gesturing him towards where she was sitting. If she hadn't picked out a piece of prey she would have rushed over to greet him.

[Zero]

THIS IS ABSOLUTELY THE MOST BEAUTIFUL POST I'VE SEEN IN MY ENTIRE LIFE. I CRY. ;w; )

(Thank you XD)

[Zero]

(my fave roleplay post now :love85:
:sob:)

(Same. Tis so sad T.T)

[Zero]

Zerosight padded into the medicine cat den, looking overall confused and disoriented. Usually, he'd instantly notice a patience's presence in his den, but his mind was elsewhere, so he stumbled right past them. He could feel the blood on his paws and on his chest; he was basically covered in it. And at just the thought of who's blood it was, he gagged and scurried over to the side of his den to throw up what little he had eaten today.

The medicine cat stood there over his pool of vomit, tears welling up in his eyes once more. After a moment, he carefully manuvered around it and to the clear pool of water in the back of his den, stepping into it and scrubbing feverishly as his blood soaked body, until his paws stung from rawness. He shivered, biting his tongue to hold in another sob, just standing there in the pool of cold water. A literal pool of his own misery.

[Rockstar]

Icekit playfully bounced out of the nursery then stopped dead as she saw her father with a wail she rushed over and started crying pressing up against dawnfrost cherrykit followed her out and did the same

Greykit and Lightningkit padded over as well. Lightningkit let out a wail as she licked her father.
Greykit tried to look strong, but he was trembling. His father was gone, but he had to be strong for him. He pressed his forehead into his fur, letting a few sobs escape.

Dawnfrost's chest pulsed with a sorrowful pain from seeing her kits' reactions. She gave each one a soft lick.
"Your father's in StarClan," she murmured, her voice shaky. "He'll be watching you all become strong warriors. And he'll be proud of all of you."

[Drago Victinius Bloodward]

Greykit and Lightningkit padded over as well. Lightningkit let out a wail as she licked her father.
Greykit tried to look strong, but he was trembling. His father was gone, but he had to be strong for him. He pressed his forehead into his fur, letting a few sobs escape.

Dawnfrost's chest pulsed with a sorrowful pain from seeing her kits' reactions. She gave each one a soft lick.
"Your father's in StarClan," she murmured, her voice shaky. "He'll be watching you all become strong warriors. And he'll be proud of all of you."
Icekit was staring at iceclaws body a unreadable expression on her face cherrykit was crying redclaw was crying the most out of them for he had just lost the other half of him without iceclaw he felt incomplete just like he had when he had been stolen as a kit stoneheart sobbed as he licked the blood from iceclaws fur when iceclaws fur was clean the glare from the sinking sun made it glow

[lone]

Honeykit had gotten up earlier then expected to see everyone asleep. She tip-toed out of the nursery, careful not to bump any of her den-mates. She padded towards the fresh-kill pile, her stomach growling with hunger. She tugged a vole out of the pile, it was quite large to the small kit. With a savory lick on her muzzle she sank her small fangs into the animals flesh and tore a fresh juicy piece off. She was so grateful that she didn't need to depend on milk anymore, especially since she wouldn't be able to drink her own mothers milk if she did. "Thank you, Starclan, for this wonderful meal!" Her father had taught her the words only a few sunrises ago. She suddenly got lost in the memory of their talk last night. Goldenblaze mostly just comforted his daughter about the recent attack and about Russetbrook, and though he hadn't actually mentioned Ashenkit it was obvious in his dull yellow eyes that he didn't approve of their strong friendship. Speaking of which, where is he? It would be nice to share this with him, it's too big for me! Honeykit scanned the clearing, some cats were stirring and once her gaze reached the nursery she noticed the black and gray tom-kit. A grin spread across her muzzle, she didn't even care to hide her excitement. "Ashenkit! Over here!" Her tail waved in the air, gesturing him towards where she was sitting. If she hadn't picked out a piece of prey she would have rushed over to greet him.

SpiralTheRival
Ashenkit spotted his pale furred friend, a smile on her own maw. A smile grew across his own maw and he bounded towards her, his tail twitching wildly with excitement as he did so. Ashenkit was quite the...energetic young tom. To be honest, it was surprising exactly how energetic he could be sometimes. "Honeykit! How are you, what did your Dad say last night? He looked kind of...mad." Ashenkit lowered his voice and ducked his head slightly, wondering if the tom had said anything about him. But from Honeykit's cheerful greeting, whatever had happened meant that either she had payed no attention to him or she simply didn't care.

I hope she doesn't care. She wouldn't stop being my friend just because her Dad told her to, right? Ashenkit thought, feeling a little frustrated with himself at that. Was there something wrong with him, that was causing strife between himself and Honeykit's Dad? Or was this all in his imagination, just a simple trick of his vision or something. Probably just something I saw. Maybe he's just upset; his mate died, after all, as far as I know...Ashenkit thought, with a worried glance towards the Warriors Den. Was her Dad in there now, watching the two of them interact?

Putting his anxieties aside, the black and grey tom turned his blue hues back to Honeykit, a cheerful smile on his maw before it faded to a more serious expression once more. "Is everything going...okay? With your- your Dad, I mean because of-" He stopped, not wanting to say anything further. Honeykit would get what he was talking about. At least, he hoped she would.

[doghouse]

"Oh!" Maplefur exclaimed. "That's right, you don't know where everything is yet. Well that den over there," she gestured with her tail to the apprentices den. "is the apprentices' den, and the one right across from it is the warriors' den." She gestured around the camp as she continued to point out places. "That's the nursery- you've probably already scented it, though. Over there's the elders' den, and that's the medicine cat den." She turned to the large rock in the clearing. "That's high peak, where Ashstar will announce any news- such as a loner joining the clan, for one example!" She gave Apurva a large smile. "The leader's den is right by it, though we only go in if invited or if we have something urgent to tell Ashstar." She concluded. "And the last part is over there- that's the way to dirt place," she scrunched her nose up. "And I'm assuming you already know the entrance, seeing as you're in here!"

Finished with the tour, Maplefur turned her attention back to Apurva. "Timberpaw? So you've already got a friend then- that's great! I don't really know Timberpaw- honestly I don't really know any of the apprentices- but he seems like a nice cat." The molly nodded, turning to see if Timberpaw was in the clearing. "He might be out training right now- oh! Since you're joining, you'll be an apprentice too! I wonder what your new name will be?" She tilted her head, trying to think up something and failing. "I was already named Maple before joining, so they didn't need to change my name all that much- just add on 'paw' and I was set!"
Apurva blinked, a tiny bit overwhelmed by all the different dens and scents and all that, but she simply nodded, following whenever Maplefur pointed. The molly's paws ached with cold and tired, and again, she yawned. She nodded again, laughter dancing in her green orbs. “Yeah! Timberpaw caught me trespassing, or rather, I caught him while trespassing.” she corrected herself sheepishly, scuffling her large paws in mild embarrassment.

“And yes, he seems nice.” so far all the cats she'd met had been nice enough, though only ones she'd actually talked to, there were several who'd seemed less than friendly, but she shrugged, not realizing that her name would change once she was fully a Clan cat. She was very curious as to what it would be, and couldn't help but thinking that it would be strange, not having her current name, or even a part of it like Maplefur had.

She looked up at the friendly calico molly that had been ever so kind to her. “I hope it's nothing silly.” she replied, dipping her head. “Well, I think I'll go sleep for a bit.” she added, dipping her head in a temporary farewell to Maplefur, then indicated with a slight motion of her tail that Maplefur should rest, too.
Apurva turned about and padded sleepily into the apprentices' den, her eyes half closed.

[Maplefur]

Apurva blinked, a tiny bit overwhelmed by all the different dens and scents and all that, but she simply nodded, following whenever Maplefur pointed. The molly's paws ached with cold and tired, and again, she yawned. She nodded again, laughter dancing in her green orbs. “Yeah! Timberpaw caught me trespassing, or rather, I caught him while trespassing.” she corrected herself sheepishly, scuffling her large paws in mild embarrassment.

“And yes, he seems nice.” so far all the cats she'd met had been nice enough, though only ones she'd actually talked to, there were several who'd seemed less than friendly, but she shrugged, not realizing that her name would change once she was fully a Clan cat. She was very curious as to what it would be, and couldn't help but thinking that it would be strange, not having her current name, or even a part of it like Maplefur had.

She looked up at the friendly calico molly that had been ever so kind to her. “I hope it's nothing silly.” she replied, dipping her head. “Well, I think I'll go sleep for a bit.” she added, dipping her head in a temporary farewell to Maplefur, then indicated with a slight motion of her tail that Maplefur should rest, too.
Apurva turned about and padded sleepily into the apprentices' den, her eyes half closed.

Maplefur smiled, wondering if she'd said too much. I've probably overwhelmed her with too much information... oh well, she'll get the hang of it eventually! She tilted her head as Apurva talked about her meeting Timperpaw. "Tsk... attacking a cat on his own territory, Apurva? That must've been interesting." She gave a soft laugh, turning to look back at the clearing. Her eyes caught on snowflakes, watching each one fall to the ground before finding a new one to follow.

Maplefur's ears perked as Apurva continued speaking. "Oh, I'm sure Ashstar won't give you anything ridiculous. He's a reasonable cat." The molly turned her attention back to her friend, returning a bow of the head. "Good night Apurva; sleep well. See you around, then. We can find a time to visit Fria and Blade." She stood with a stretch, and begun padding to the warriors den, glancing around the clearing for her mate before slipping inside.

[Starfall]

Frosty
Juniperkit bounced out of the nursery, giggiling wildly, his mottled pelt fluffed up with excitement "Hemlockkit! Hurry up!" He called, turning his sightless green orbs in the direction of the nursery. The young tom lashed his tail and waited for his friend to come out, listening for the padding of her paws once she makes her way out of the den. The brown and golden tom sat himself down with a huff and began to flick a pebble back and fourth as he waited for the molly to come join him "Hemmy! Come on! We gotta make sure there's no evil cats anymore!" He yelped, then quickly gasped "Do you think we'll see a Skyclan warrior?" He asked, excitement evident in his voice as he shot up and began to bounce around, almost tripping over a branch.
Juniperkit could still smell the iron that hung in the air, the metalic taste stung bis mouth everytime he began to speak 'For once, i'm acually happy I can't see anything....if there's this strong of a smell in the air.....' he thought to himself as his pale green eyes looked in the direction of the warriors den, thinking he was looking in the direction of the territory "I wonder why Ratnight stepped down....wasn't he the true leader?" He asked, not aware of the fact that the previous leader was the true leader of thunderclan, but was sadly forced to resign once he was threatned. The young kit didn't quite get the fact that Ratnight was evil, he just thought that that's what leaders do.

[The Cannibal]

Empress Of Evil

After the battle, Cormorantstone hadn't felt more happier in her life, her talents, she had finally been able to use them and she did phenomenal in battle, not that she thought she wouldn't, but it was simply nice to be able to use her talents. It's not like Thunderclan was in a battle every other day, normally her strength went pretty much unused, unless there was a badger or a fox or a loner, but most of the time there wasn't.
Nonetheless, she hasn't been as aggressive since the day of the battle, in fact, she almost seemed cheerful as she went about daily life, though still she didn't speak much to others. She just.. Seemed happier.
Man, you should have seen those cats run squealing! And I hardly even got a scratch on me, it was great!
Thought the grey tabby as she settled down in a sun patch, near the middle of the clearing, having just returned from a border patrol and was now halfheartedly licking a paw, more caught up in her memories of the battle than really caring about cleaning herself. Then again, cleaning always seemed to come last, this burly she-cat could really care less about her looks, it was just something to do when you had nothing else to do. It's not like she had an apprentice to train or anything.
In the back of her mind she knew that life would calm down and everything would go back to normal, but for now, she could have her happiness and vividly remember the details of the battle. She could have that for now. Heck, she needed that. She hardly ever seemed happy aside from when she was allowed her violent ways.

[doghouse]

Lonestar23
Apurva padded into the den Maplefur had told her was the apprentices' den. There were several nests, along with a few cats similar in age to herself. She looked around, her green hues bright as she scanned the unfamiliar den for the familiar brown tabby pelt of Timberpaw, but there was too much, and she knew she wouldn't have seen him even if he was in there, so he could be and she just didn't notice, or he wasn't there. She shook her head then padded to the back and side of the den, plopping herself down in a comfortable moss and bracken lined nest. It was warm in here, and freezing cold leaf-bare outside. She wished she could've slept, but she just felt too ruffled and overwhelmed to sleep, she instead the calico molly started to lick out the matted areas of her pelt, including a few clumps of dried blood, since she hadn't the chance to wash her fur since the battle, and her fur was quite disgusting. She didn't look up till she'd groomed a good part of her pelt, and she thought she'd recognized Timberpaw's scent. She blinked. I hope he's okay. I wonder if he fought in the battle, too? she twitched her nose, trying to tell whether or not it was actually him. “Timberpaw?” she asked, looking around, her orbs wide as she looked around, her gaze flicking from one corner of the den to the next, and then to the entrance. She blinked. Perhaps I'm just imagining things. She thought, flicking her tail dismissively, looking down for a moment, then back up.

[Empress Of Evil]

Suspiciousmindz
Honeypaw padded out of the apprentice's den. Her pelt was smooth and it seemed to almost glint in the sunlight. The tabby apprentice had been cleaning her pelt earlier when she was back in the den, liked to look her best. Honeypaw looked down at her paws, noticing the ground was still slightly stained red. The battle that had happened a few days ago had still shocked and horrified her. She had earned herself a few scratches but there wasn't really anything more serious then that. The ginger tabby she cat shook away those negative thoughts out of her head. She had to think of the present and be the positive and happy she cat she was. Honeypaw walked over to the fresh kill pile, carefully picking through the choices, looking for something that would keep her energized yet still be small. She found a small squirrel and decided to take it. Honeypaw grabbed the squirrel in her mouth, being careful not to knock over anything in the pile, she started to walk over to a quiet spot away from the dens and bustling cats.

[Empress Of Evil]

Empress Of Evil

After the battle, Cormorantstone hadn't felt more happier in her life, her talents, she had finally been able to use them and she did phenomenal in battle, not that she thought she wouldn't, but it was simply nice to be able to use her talents. It's not like Thunderclan was in a battle every other day, normally her strength went pretty much unused, unless there was a badger or a fox or a loner, but most of the time there wasn't.
Nonetheless, she hasn't been as aggressive since the day of the battle, in fact, she almost seemed cheerful as she went about daily life, though still she didn't speak much to others. She just.. Seemed happier.
Man, you should have seen those cats run squealing! And I hardly even got a scratch on me, it was great!
Thought the grey tabby as she settled down in a sun patch, near the middle of the clearing, having just returned from a border patrol and was now halfheartedly licking a paw, more caught up in her memories of the battle than really caring about cleaning herself. Then again, cleaning always seemed to come last, this burly she-cat could really care less about her looks, it was just something to do when you had nothing else to do. It's not like she had an apprentice to train or anything.
In the back of her mind she knew that life would calm down and everything would go back to normal, but for now, she could have her happiness and vividly remember the details of the battle. She could have that for now. Heck, she needed that. She hardly ever seemed happy aside from when she was allowed her violent ways.

Silvercloud walked out of the warriors den, her normal calm expression on her face once again. The recent battle had actually been able to make her have a strained and annoyed face on. The tabby she cat wasn't a fan of battles. She always thought that fighting physically was always so....violent. It just wasn't something that Silvercloud enjoyed. She preferred to use words over actions. She was sure that some other cats would've enjoyed all the fighting (Cormorantstone), but she really hadn't. Silvercloud started to walk towards the fresh kill pile. She suddenly noticed Cormorantstone sitting somewhat near it. She thought about ignoring the burly she cat and pretending she had never seen the she cat but decided against it. Who knew, maybe she could stir up Cormorantstone again.
"Cormorantstone", Silvercloud said, her expression was almost a stern one. Saying the she cats name was Silvercloud's way of greeting. Normally she would've given a dip of her head along with the 'greeting' but she wasn't keen on the idea of dipping her head in respect towards the brown tabby. The tabby walked passed Cormorantstone to reach the fresh kill pile. She quickly picked up a small mouse and walked back to a spot near Cormorantstone. Silvercloud didn't really plan on having a friendly conversation with the she cat. She was looking for someone to stir up and Cormorantstone just so happened to be there, so Silvercloud decided to use her to see what she could do.

[Rockstar]

Icekit was staring at iceclaws body a unreadable expression on her face cherrykit was crying redclaw was crying the most out of them for he had just lost the other half of him without iceclaw he felt incomplete just like he had when he had been stolen as a kit stoneheart sobbed as he licked the blood from iceclaws fur when iceclaws fur was clean the glare from the sinking sun made it glow

Dawnfrost leaned over to Redclaw and licked behind his ear to try and soothe him, before moving back to her kits.

[Drago Victinius Bloodward]

Dawnfrost leaned over to Redclaw and licked behind his ear to try and soothe him, before moving back to her kits.
"I should've stepped in sooner i should've stopped him from fighting" redclaw moaned felxing his blood soaked red claws

[Frosty]

Frosty
Juniperkit bounced out of the nursery, giggiling wildly, his mottled pelt fluffed up with excitement "Hemlockkit! Hurry up!" He called, turning his sightless green orbs in the direction of the nursery. The young tom lashed his tail and waited for his friend to come out, listening for the padding of her paws once she makes her way out of the den. The brown and golden tom sat himself down with a huff and began to flick a pebble back and fourth as he waited for the molly to come join him "Hemmy! Come on! We gotta make sure there's no evil cats anymore!" He yelped, then quickly gasped "Do you think we'll see a Skyclan warrior?" He asked, excitement evident in his voice as he shot up and began to bounce around, almost tripping over a branch.
Juniperkit could still smell the iron that hung in the air, the metalic taste stung bis mouth everytime he began to speak 'For once, i'm acually happy I can't see anything....if there's this strong of a smell in the air.....' he thought to himself as his pale green eyes looked in the direction of the warriors den, thinking he was looking in the direction of the territory "I wonder why Ratnight stepped down....wasn't he the true leader?" He asked, not aware of the fact that the previous leader was the true leader of thunderclan, but was sadly forced to resign once he was threatned. The young kit didn't quite get the fact that Ratnight was evil, he just thought that that's what leaders do.

Hemlockkit's voice sounded from the nursery . "I'll be there in a second juniperkit!" She called . A few moments later a small white , blue eyed molly stumbled clumsily from the entrance of the nursery and after the tom kit. She tripped over her feet a few times before finally losing complete balance and just narrowly avoiding juniperkit as the fluffy white kit body flung itself to the ground with a soft
thud.
With a soft groan immediately followed by a giggle Hemlockkit pulled herself to her feet and sprang over to the tom . "see juniper? I told you I would only be a second ". Her left ear gave a soft flick as she gently pawed at his nose with a small and delicate paw and another giggle.
It felt good to the small kit to know that her best friend was now beside her and away from the paws of others. She couldn't help but always feel in some kind of danger and their current after situation only encouraged these feelings . " I hope we don't see a warrior. I honestly wouldn't like to see any other clan cats at the moment. That partially goes for our own clan as well. Anyone could do anything at any moment " the molly answered , her blue orbs flickering at the thought. She knew she was just scaring herself , but in the depths of her intelligent mind she still couldn't shake the horrible feeling.
Moving on to juniperkits second comment she began her answer with a slight shiver. "I don't know Juni. Its all so confusing , especially when no one bothers giving a kit five seconds to explain it . we may be younger than many of the other cats, but that doesn't mean we don't deserve to know, correct?" She asked, sitting and placing her paws on top of one another and switching the arrangement every few moments as she waited for a reply .

[Feathercloud]

(I am new at this hope I am doing it right)
Feathercloud stepped out of her den , as she took a second to enjoy the day.
She shook off her fur.
"Hello?" She called scanning the clearing,"Any cat there?"
While she waited for a reply she groomed her silver fur.

[The Cannibal]

Silvercloud walked out of the warriors den, her normal calm expression on her face once again. The recent battle had actually been able to make her have a strained and annoyed face on. The tabby she cat wasn't a fan of battles. She always thought that fighting physically was always so....violent. It just wasn't something that Silvercloud enjoyed. She preferred to use words over actions. She was sure that some other cats would've enjoyed all the fighting (Cormorantstone), but she really hadn't. Silvercloud started to walk towards the fresh kill pile. She suddenly noticed Cormorantstone sitting somewhat near it. She thought about ignoring the burly she cat and pretending she had never seen the she cat but decided against it. Who knew, maybe she could stir up Cormorantstone again.
"Cormorantstone", Silvercloud said, her expression was almost a stern one. Saying the she cats name was Silvercloud's way of greeting. Normally she would've given a dip of her head along with the 'greeting' but she wasn't keen on the idea of dipping her head in respect towards the brown tabby. The tabby walked passed Cormorantstone to reach the fresh kill pile. She quickly picked up a small mouse and walked back to a spot near Cormorantstone. Silvercloud didn't really plan on having a friendly conversation with the she cat. She was looking for someone to stir up and Cormorantstone just so happened to be there, so Silvercloud decided to use her to see what she could do.
In the middle of more or less absentmindedly cleaning her paw, she heard a rather familiar voice utter her name, a voice that she didn't particularly like, but she wasn't going to let that prissy, better-than-everyone she cat ruin her overly good mood. So instead of taking offense to the lack of respect in the she-cats greeting, she simply ignored it and returned the greeting. "Silvercloud." As usual, the grey tabby's voice was gravely and far from smooth and nice, perhaps even more cracked now since all of the yowling she did in the liberation battle. Her yellow gaze focused on the other female as she reached the fresh kill pile and pulled out a mouse, the burly she-cat merely flicking her tail. She had already eaten this morning, gone hunting and went on a border patrol, and what had Silvercloud done? Woke up and got something to eat. Shows you how good of a warrior she is. She sneered in her mind, but she showed nothing of it on her outward demeanor.
"How did you fair in the battle? Because I sure did have fun!" There was no ill intent in the she-cat's voice at the moment, she truly did seem to be genuine, her eyes even alight with a bit of happiness as she glanced over at the other, in a much better mood than their last meeting. But I bet she's going to try and find a way to ruin it isn't she? Hmph. I don't care, if she upsets me then I'll take her down, maybe then she'll learn her lesson, she got lucky last time that I pulled back before we actually fought.

[AshtonTheRavenclaw]

Duskflight
Meadowleaf walked into the clearing with a vole in her jaws. She placed it gently on the fresh kill pile. She padded over to the warrior's den and laid down just outside of it. Meadowleaf watch the clan, seeing kits playing and patrols coming in and out of camp. All though the camp was busy with activity, Meadowleaf could it rather relaxing. Her fluffy fur soaked up the sun, making her warmer. It was all so perfect. Except for one thing. She was all alone. There were cat all around her, but nobody was really talking to her. Queens and their mates were enjoying this day with their kits, the other warriors were going on patrols or talking with their friends. When Meadowleaf was an apprentice, she focused too much on becoming a warrior that she never really made any friends. But she wasn't going to let that ruin such a beautiful day. So she continued to lay in the clearing, watching the camp and letting her fur soak up the warm sun.

[The Cannibal]

Duskflight
Meadowleaf walked into the clearing with a vole in her jaws. She placed it gently on the fresh kill pile. She padded over to the warrior's den and laid down just outside of it. Meadowleaf watch the clan, seeing kits playing and patrols coming in and out of camp. All though the camp was busy with activity, Meadowleaf could it rather relaxing. Her fluffy fur soaked up the sun, making her warmer. It was all so perfect. Except for one thing. She was all alone. There were cat all around her, but nobody was really talking to her. Queens and their mates were enjoying this day with their kits, the other warriors were going on patrols or talking with their friends. When Meadowleaf was an apprentice, she focused too much on becoming a warrior that she never really made any friends. But she wasn't going to let that ruin such a beautiful day. So she continued to lay in the clearing, watching the camp and letting her fur soak up the warm sun.
A particular grey tabby came padding back into camp with a very scrawny looking squirrel hanging from her jaws, a stony look in her eyes as she made her way to the fresh kill pile, those large muscles that covered her rippled beneath that grey tabby pelt of hers, giving her a silent sense of power, a quiet sense that you shouldn't mess with her, and normally, no cat did. They knew that she was quite possibly one of the strongest and most aggressive females of Thunderclan, and made sure to steer clear of her. And if she didn't have a chance to prove herself before, she certainly did in battle. The burly she-cat had hardly even gotten a scratch on her and had driven away every single cat she encountered whilst fighting, and really, it had put the she-cat in a particularly good mood after the past couple of days since the liberation, but slowly, that happy feeling was fading, things were calming down again and Cormorantstone didn't like it one bit.
Slowly the she-cat dipped her head and let the skinny squirrel that was more fur than meat drop into the pile before heaving out a breath and glancing around before moving to settle not too far from Meadowleaf, not bothering to say anything to the other cat because she simply had nothing to say and she didn't like talking to others much anyways. Not unless they were looking for a fight, in which she would happily partake in. Boredly, the grey tabby began to wash a paw, almost seeming to completely ignore the other female.

[AshtonTheRavenclaw]

A particular grey tabby came padding back into camp with a very scrawny looking squirrel hanging from her jaws, a stony look in her eyes as she made her way to the fresh kill pile, those large muscles that covered her rippled beneath that grey tabby pelt of hers, giving her a silent sense of power, a quiet sense that you shouldn't mess with her, and normally, no cat did. They knew that she was quite possibly one of the strongest and most aggressive females of Thunderclan, and made sure to steer clear of her. And if she didn't have a chance to prove herself before, she certainly did in battle. The burly she-cat had hardly even gotten a scratch on her and had driven away every single cat she encountered whilst fighting, and really, it had put the she-cat in a particularly good mood after the past couple of days since the liberation, but slowly, that happy feeling was fading, things were calming down again and Cormorantstone didn't like it one bit.
Slowly the she-cat dipped her head and let the skinny squirrel that was more fur than meat drop into the pile before heaving out a breath and glancing around before moving to settle not too far from Meadowleaf, not bothering to say anything to the other cat because she simply had nothing to say and she didn't like talking to others much anyways. Not unless they were looking for a fight, in which she would happily partake in. Boredly, the grey tabby began to wash a paw, almost seeming to completely ignore the other female.

Meadowleaf looked at Cormorantstone, wondering if she should attempt to talk to the grey tabby she-cat. What's the worst she could do? We're clanmates, she shouldn't be mean to me unless I upset her. She thought, and decided that talking to the strong warrior would be better than sitting alone all day. She sat up, facing Cormorantstone. "Hi! I'm Meadowleaf! I don't believe we've met." She introduced herself in her normal friendly and happy voice. The orange and white she-cat swished her tail neatly around her paws. Her bright green eyes sparkled happily. Meadowleaf hoped that Cormorantstone would want to talk to her, even though she knew that she probably wouldn't. Most cats didn't like how much energy and positivity she had most of the time. They had thought that she would never take anything seriously, but they hadn't stuck around long enough for them to get to know her. She looked at Cormorantstone without showing her feelings of sadness and disappointment that she knew might come. But maybe she will be different. Meadowleaf thought hopefully.

[lone]

@Lonestar23 (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=42)


Apurva padded into the den Maplefur had told her was the apprentices' den. There were several nests, along with a few cats similar in age to herself. She looked around, her green hues bright as she scanned the unfamiliar den for the familiar brown tabby pelt of Timberpaw, but there was too much, and she knew she wouldn't have seen him even if he was in there, so he could be and she just didn't notice, or he wasn't there. She shook her head then padded to the back and side of the den, plopping herself down in a comfortable moss and bracken lined nest. It was warm in here, and freezing cold leaf-bare outside. She wished she could've slept, but she just felt too ruffled and overwhelmed to sleep, she instead the calico molly started to lick out the matted areas of her pelt, including a few clumps of dried blood, since she hadn't the chance to wash her fur since the battle, and her fur was quite disgusting. She didn't look up till she'd groomed a good part of her pelt, and she thought she'd recognized Timberpaw's scent. She blinked. I hope he's okay. I wonder if he fought in the battle, too? she twitched her nose, trying to tell whether or not it was actually him. “Timberpaw?” she asked, looking around, her orbs wide as she looked around, her gaze flicking from one corner of the den to the next, and then to the entrance. She blinked. Perhaps I'm just imagining things. She thought, flicking her tail dismissively, looking down for a moment, then back up.

Timberpaw padded into the Apprentices' Den, the brown tom close to exhausted. He half collapsed onto the ground, feeling his tired limbs calm as soon as he did so. With a sigh of relief, his ears suddenly pricked up as he heard his name. Who's calling me? He thought with a slightly annoyed twitch of his tail; he had just settled down, after all. The annoyance changed to surprise and relief as he saw Apurva laying there as well. He slowly got to his paws, his tail twitching with anticipation and excitement as he padded over towards her, green hues snapping with pleasure. "Apurva! Or...do you have a Clan name now?" He asked, feeling a twinge of regret as he realized he hadn't seen her in a while. How could he not have caught up with his friend? He was beginning to grow annoyed with himself and his tail began to twitch in an irritated manner. He hated feeling lousy, but he felt lower then anything else at that moment. He wished he had worked harder to keep up with her. "Are- are you okay? How are you feeling, tired, or..." Timberpaw asked anxiously, looking his friend over. He could feel another sting of regret as he spotted the bloody areas on her pelt. Had she been fighting in the battle, for a Clan? A Clan that wasn't her own? Why would she risk that? Unless...unless maybe she's joining ThunderClan! That must be why she's in here! Timberpaw thought with a sharp jolt of delight, and he began to purr a little at the thought, despite feeling guilty. "Would you...would you like some help cl-cleaning up?" He mewed, stumbling a little over the words as his green hues glanced over her slightly matted and bloody calico pelt again.

[doghouse]

Timberpaw padded into the Apprentices' Den, the brown tom close to exhausted. He half collapsed onto the ground, feeling his tired limbs calm as soon as he did so. With a sigh of relief, his ears suddenly pricked up as he heard his name. Who's calling me? He thought with a slightly annoyed twitch of his tail; he had just settled down, after all. The annoyance changed to surprise and relief as he saw Apurva laying there as well. He slowly got to his paws, his tail twitching with anticipation and excitement as he padded over towards her, green hues snapping with pleasure. "Apurva! Or...do you have a Clan name now?" He asked, feeling a twinge of regret as he realized he hadn't seen her in a while. How could he not have caught up with his friend? He was beginning to grow annoyed with himself and his tail began to twitch in an irritated manner. He hated feeling lousy, but he felt lower then anything else at that moment. He wished he had worked harder to keep up with her. "Are- are you okay? How are you feeling, tired, or..." Timberpaw asked anxiously, looking his friend over. He could feel another sting of regret as he spotted the bloody areas on her pelt. Had she been fighting in the battle, for a Clan? A Clan that wasn't her own? Why would she risk that? Unless...unless maybe she's joining ThunderClan! That must be why she's in here! Timberpaw thought with a sharp jolt of delight, and he began to purr a little at the thought, despite feeling guilty. "Would you...would you like some help cl-cleaning up?" He mewed, stumbling a little over the words as his green hues glanced over her slightly matted and bloody calico pelt again.
Apurva started in surprise. She was a bit mad at herself for not recognizing his scent more quickly, but then realized that it'd been very long day, or past couple days...? She'd lost count. She shook her head. “No, I'm still Apurva.” her voice held a small twinge of regret. She couldn't wait until she officially became a cat of ThunderClan. She knew it'd be hard work, and very risky, but it seemed safer for the most part than being a loner. Here, she would have friends to watch her back, and she could watch theirs. The calico yawned, then her eyes widened very slightly. “I'm okay, just a few cuts is all.” she replied, studying his pelt carefully with gentle green eyes. “Are you alright, though?” she took careful note that Timberpaw looked very nearly exhausted, and she was rather sorry for disturbing him, but it was good to see him again, as she hadn't seen nor heard from him since shortly before the battle. She was quite glad to see that he was alive. She looked down, feeling her fur become uncomfortably warm, and she gave her chest fur a few embarrassed licks. She wasn't quite sure how to answer that question, or even if she wanted to, but she didn't want to seem rude, so Apurva glanced back up, taking great care to avoid Timberpaw's gaze as she did so. “Oh, well... um... s-sure I suppose... Thanks....” the almost ragged looking calico mumbled quietly and uncertainly, blinking, still a bit surprised. She looked at her pelt, and, without waiting for his reply, returned to grooming her dirty pelt, though she looked up every few moments, still careful to avoid his green hues. She paused for a moment, slightly zoned out. That was awfully nice of him.... I feel kinda bad for not really deserving it.... She didn't really feel like she deserved it, and had been a bit tempted to refuse him and say she didn't deserve it, but deep down, she knew that it didn't matter. He wanted to help her, and it would only be harder if she refused, so she stuck with her choice, determination glittering like stars in her leafy hues.

[lone]

Apurva started in surprise. She was a bit mad at herself for not recognizing his scent more quickly, but then realized that it'd been very long day, or past couple days...? She'd lost count. She shook her head. “No, I'm still Apurva.” her voice held a small twinge of regret. She couldn't wait until she officially became a cat of ThunderClan. She knew it'd be hard work, and very risky, but it seemed safer for the most part than being a loner. Here, she would have friends to watch her back, and she could watch theirs. The calico yawned, then her eyes widened very slightly. “I'm okay, just a few cuts is all.” she replied, studying his pelt carefully with gentle green eyes. “Are you alright, though?” she took careful note that Timberpaw looked very nearly exhausted, and she was rather sorry for disturbing him, but it was good to see him again, as she hadn't seen nor heard from him since shortly before the battle. She was quite glad to see that he was alive. She looked down, feeling her fur become uncomfortably warm, and she gave her chest fur a few embarrassed licks. She wasn't quite sure how to answer that question, or even if she wanted to, but she didn't want to seem rude, so Apurva glanced back up, taking great care to avoid Timberpaw's gaze as she did so. “Oh, well... um... s-sure I suppose... Thanks....” the almost ragged looking calico mumbled quietly and uncertainly, blinking, still a bit surprised. She looked at her pelt, and, without waiting for his reply, returned to grooming her dirty pelt, though she looked up every few moments, still careful to avoid his green hues. She paused for a moment, slightly zoned out. That was awfully nice of him.... I feel kinda bad for not really deserving it.... She didn't really feel like she deserved it, and had been a bit tempted to refuse him and say she didn't deserve it, but deep down, she knew that it didn't matter. He wanted to help her, and it would only be harder if she refused, so she stuck with her choice, determination glittering like stars in her leafy hues.

Timberpaw breathed another sigh of relief, and his green hues grew softer. "I'm glad." Because I have no idea what I would do if something happened to you. He thought, not speaking the words aloud feeling slightly embarrassed. As far as he knew, that would have been a friendly thing to say...he didn't think much of it. Timberpaw understood the concept of a crush perfectly, although he was...confused as to whether he was able to have that emotion or not. He had never thought of himself as able to deal with the rapid rush of emotions, although perhaps...maybe this was the right thing to be doing. "Oh! Oh, I'm fine...I'm just a little tired is all, worn out from the battle and everything...quite the experience for me, I- I was hoping you wouldn't be too hurt," Timberpaw mewed with a nervous expression. He kept his green hues locked on her own, a little worried as her expression changed. This is a nice thing to do, right? Oh dear, did I embarrass her...she looks kind of nervous...Timberpaw thought, suddenly realizing that the calico she cat had broken his eye contact. "Okay, um...I guess I'll just...uh..." He muttered, trying to find a spot where he could help her. The tom shifted around to beside her, and gently began to clean her matted pelt, unsure of whether to avoid the bloody patches or not. His green hues were focused on his current work, his expression unreadable and green hues emotionless at the moment, although he could feel a flurry of emotions rushing inside him. Was that anxiety? Fear? What was he afraid of? Timberpaw wasn't sure, and he was beginning to grow worried. Both because of Apurva's original, somewhat nervous reaction and now because she had actually agreed, and this was new for him...but it's no different then sharing tongues. And that's a normal clan thing, so I shouldn't be nervous. Nothing to worry about. This is harmless. He thought, the tip of his tail moving nervously back and forth as he did so. He could feel his heartbeat racing, pounding against his ribcage like a trapped bird, making his pelt heat up as it did so.

[Crumbleless]

(I am new at this hope I am doing it right)
Feathercloud stepped out of her den , as she took a second to enjoy the day.
She shook off her fur.
"Hello?" She called scanning the clearing,"Any cat there?"
While she waited for a reply she groomed her silver fur.
Aspenfall stared at Feathercloud pelt bushed. She acts as if nothing happened! The tom flicked his tail before padding up to the silver she-cat his tabby pelt darkened because of the fading sun.
Though instead of getting angry and lashing out on Feathercloud the tabby tom only stayed calm and approached more in a graceful manor. "Would you mind accompanying me hunting?" He questioned raising his tail to show he was at peace, even in his mind. She wouldn't dare come up with something to serpass the chance to serve her clan. Would she?

[doghouse]

Timberpaw breathed another sigh of relief, and his green hues grew softer. "I'm glad." Because I have no idea what I would do if something happened to you. He thought, not speaking the words aloud feeling slightly embarrassed. As far as he knew, that would have been a friendly thing to say...he didn't think much of it. Timberpaw understood the concept of a crush perfectly, although he was...confused as to whether he was able to have that emotion or not. He had never thought of himself as able to deal with the rapid rush of emotions, although perhaps...maybe this was the right thing to be doing. "Oh! Oh, I'm fine...I'm just a little tired is all, worn out from the battle and everything...quite the experience for me, I- I was hoping you wouldn't be too hurt," Timberpaw mewed with a nervous expression. He kept his green hues locked on her own, a little worried as her expression changed. This is a nice thing to do, right? Oh dear, did I embarrass her...she looks kind of nervous...Timberpaw thought, suddenly realizing that the calico she cat had broken his eye contact. "Okay, um...I guess I'll just...uh..." He muttered, trying to find a spot where he could help her. The tom shifted around to beside her, and gently began to clean her matted pelt, unsure of whether to avoid the bloody patches or not. His green hues were focused on his current work, his expression unreadable and green hues emotionless at the moment, although he could feel a flurry of emotions rushing inside him. Was that anxiety? Fear? What was he afraid of? Timberpaw wasn't sure, and he was beginning to grow worried. Both because of Apurva's original, somewhat nervous reaction and now because she had actually agreed, and this was new for him...but it's no different then sharing tongues. And that's a normal clan thing, so I shouldn't be nervous. Nothing to worry about. This is harmless. He thought, the tip of his tail moving nervously back and forth as he did so. He could feel his heartbeat racing, pounding against his ribcage like a trapped bird, making his pelt heat up as it did so.
Apurva blinked, hoping she'd said the right thing. looked at the tom out of the corner of her eyes, a strange warmth that made her feel uncomuncomfortable spreading like spiderwebs under her skin. She shifted so that her pelt didn't quite brush his as he sat down beside her. She turned away for a few seconds, teasing a tangle out of her medium lengthed pelt. Why do I feel this way? Why should I? She knew what if felt like to crush on somebody, but she also knew that it often ended with one cat left brokenhearted. She didn't wish that upon either of them, or anyone else who may like him. She stared at her paws, pausing from grooming her pelt. While the strong, rhythmic strokes of his tongue felt good, they also made her feel uncomfortably warm, and there was an odd fluttering feeling in her chest. She shook her head, then continued to groom out her fur with the help of Timberpaw. “Well, at least you don't look hurt.” she meowed faintly, fainter than she would've liked, but she didn't care much. She was indeed very glad he seemed unharmed, as she wasn't sure she would ever have been able to live with herself if he'd been harmed, or even killed in the battle, sure. He probably bore a few wounds, but he didn't seem badly hurt. She blinked, her expression unreadable and slightly unfocused, as she'd zoned out a bit, and was sort of staring off into space. As soon as Apurva realized that she was doing it, the calico corrected herself quickly. She was beginning to develope the habit of zoning out, and she wasn't so sure it was the best of habit. She felt the heat in her fur again, and looked up, still careful not to meet his gaze, as she wasn't sure she wanted to yet. Somehow, she knew this shouldn't be much different than having her brother groom her fur, but yet, it was. She wasn't sure how to explain it, it just... was. She wasn't quite sure what to do at this point, then she remembered something she'd been planning on doing, and wondered if it should wait until after she got a Clan name. Well, if I wait, I get to tell him that my name isn't Apurva. “What do you think my new name will be?” she murmured under her breath, then continued grooming a bloody patch of her fur.

[HwangHarin]

Icefang told Gazeshadow that she had to Train Lionpaw, and she patted to the entrance of the apprentice den, " Lionpaw, come on we need to train!" She called in and waited

[monfang]

Icefang told Gazeshadow that she had to Train Lionpaw, and she patted to the entrance of the apprentice den, " Lionpaw, come on we need to train!" She called in and waited
Lionpaw bounded out with excitement. "Are you sure? I mean, are you fully healed?" he asked. He had always been worried about his mentor. She had been a second mother to him.
"Well, if you are sure, then come on! I bet I'll kick yer but!" he mewed playfully, and pawed Icefang.

[HwangHarin]

"Well thank you, I can walk and fight on my back legs." Icefang said and grinned.
"And, no you wont."

[monfang]

"Well thank you, I can walk and fight on my back legs." Icefang said and grinned.
"And, no you wont."
"Wanna bet?!" Lionpaw growled playfully, bounding towards the training area.
(You know where to go lol)

[HwangHarin]

Yup)
Icefang laughed and patted to the training area

[Starfall]

Hemlockkit's voice sounded from the nursery . "I'll be there in a second juniperkit!" She called . A few moments later a small white , blue eyed molly stumbled clumsily from the entrance of the nursery and after the tom kit. She tripped over her feet a few times before finally losing complete balance and just narrowly avoiding juniperkit as the fluffy white kit body flung itself to the ground with a soft

thud.
With a soft groan immediately followed by a giggle Hemlockkit pulled herself to her feet and sprang over to the tom . "see juniper? I told you I would only be a second ". Her left ear gave a soft flick as she gently pawed at his nose with a small and delicate paw and another giggle.
It felt good to the small kit to know that her best friend was now beside her and away from the paws of others. She couldn't help but always feel in some kind of danger and their current after situation only encouraged these feelings . " I hope we don't see a warrior. I honestly wouldn't like to see any other clan cats at the moment. That partially goes for our own clan as well. Anyone could do anything at any moment " the molly answered , her blue orbs flickering at the thought. She knew she was just scaring herself , but in the depths of her intelligent mind she still couldn't shake the horrible feeling.

Moving on to juniperkits second comment she began her answer with a slight shiver. "I don't know Juni. Its all so confusing , especially when no one bothers giving a kit five seconds to explain it . we may be younger than many of the other cats, but that doesn't mean we don't deserve to know, correct?" She asked, sitting and placing her paws on top of one another and switching the arrangement every few moments as she waited for a reply .
Juniperkit smiled softly at his companion, his pale green eyes shone with joy "Yeah that's true, but you get smarter by learning it by yourself." he said softly, his mottled fur littered with snowflakes. He turned his gaze towards the leaders den, his pale orbs flashed with curiosity and inquisition "I have this....feeling that Dapplestar's supposed to be standing there. It just feels...right." he said softly, twitching his wiskers as he continued to think to himself about what is supposed to be, and what wasn't. He turned his gaze back upon Hemlockkit, sadness wavered in his green orbs "Hey...do you have any memories about your parents?" he asked, hope dripped from his words 'Maybe if she knows who her parents are....maybe it'll help me with mine, then, then.....' he thought to himself, his sightless gaze directed downwards at his paws as he continued to imagine his parents "hey Hemmy...what do I look like.....what do you look like.......what about maplefur what does she look like? Are trees really green? What makes green....green? what about blue?" he asked, his voice straining, digging his claws into the snow, 'I hate it, I hate it, I hate not being able to see, why? What did I do to deserve it? Why Starclan' he thought, hating how weak he was, hating how helpless he was.

[Mayflower]

"Hear" Owltail said.
(Should the kits be born now?)
"Hi Owltail, how are the kits?" Fernglow smiled and then sighed. "Being half bling stinks. I can never hunt again. I'll be useless."

(Not like you could hunt anyway Fern)
(OOOOHHHHH)

[Dovekit12]

(Should the kits be born now?)
"Hi Owltail, how are the kits?" Fernglow smiled and then sighed. "Being half bling stinks. I can never hunt again. I'll be useless."

(Not like you could hunt anyway Fern)
(OOOOHHHHH)

"Good" Owltail said "and I don't think it will be that bad"

(Hahaha sure)

[Mayflower]

"Good" Owltail said "and I don't think it will be that bad"

(Hahaha sure)
(Okay... how do we do this, just say Owltail feels uncomfortable and then BAM, kits?)
Fernglow frowned. "You seem odd Owltail. What's wrong?"

[Dovekit12]

(Okay... how do we do this, just say Owltail feels uncomfortable and then BAM, kits?)
Fernglow frowned. "You seem odd Owltail. What's wrong?"


(Ok)
"Well I do fell kinda odd" Owltail said shifting slightly in her nest.

[Mayflower]

(Ok)
"Well I do fell kinda odd" Owltail said shifting slightly in her nest.
"Are you okay?!?!? THE KITS!"

[Dovekit12]

"Are you okay?!?!? THE KITS!"


"Calm down" Owltail said "I think there coming"

(And now time skip?)

[Rockstar]

"I should've stepped in sooner i should've stopped him from fighting" redclaw moaned felxing his blood soaked red claws

"There was nothing anyone could have done," Dawnfrost murmured, like it was hard to get the words out. "But... he's in StarClan now. He's at peace."

[lone]

Apurva blinked, hoping she'd said the right thing. looked at the tom out of the corner of her eyes, a strange warmth that made her feel uncomuncomfortable spreading like spiderwebs under her skin. She shifted so that her pelt didn't quite brush his as he sat down beside her. She turned away for a few seconds, teasing a tangle out of her medium lengthed pelt. Why do I feel this way? Why should I? She knew what if felt like to crush on somebody, but she also knew that it often ended with one cat left brokenhearted. She didn't wish that upon either of them, or anyone else who may like him. She stared at her paws, pausing from grooming her pelt. While the strong, rhythmic strokes of his tongue felt good, they also made her feel uncomfortably warm, and there was an odd fluttering feeling in her chest. She shook her head, then continued to groom out her fur with the help of Timberpaw. “Well, at least you don't look hurt.” she meowed faintly, fainter than she would've liked, but she didn't care much. She was indeed very glad he seemed unharmed, as she wasn't sure she would ever have been able to live with herself if he'd been harmed, or even killed in the battle, sure. He probably bore a few wounds, but he didn't seem badly hurt. She blinked, her expression unreadable and slightly unfocused, as she'd zoned out a bit, and was sort of staring off into space. As soon as Apurva realized that she was doing it, the calico corrected herself quickly. She was beginning to develope the habit of zoning out, and she wasn't so sure it was the best of habit. She felt the heat in her fur again, and looked up, still careful not to meet his gaze, as she wasn't sure she wanted to yet. Somehow, she knew this shouldn't be much different than having her brother groom her fur, but yet, it was. She wasn't sure how to explain it, it just... was. She wasn't quite sure what to do at this point, then she remembered something she'd been planning on doing, and wondered if it should wait until after she got a Clan name. Well, if I wait, I get to tell him that my name isn't Apurva. “What do you think my new name will be?” she murmured under her breath, then continued grooming a bloody patch of her fur.



Timberpaw looked up at her and managed a smile, his expression fairly friendly at the moment as he did so. It was rather- hard to tell quite what emotions the brown tom was feeling at the moment. His green hues were guarded, something he had given up on doing a while ago, and he looked almost ready to give up in frustration. "Y-yeah. Yeah, I uh, feel a lot better, um...you?" He asked awkwardly, returning his attention to her pelt. He continued to clean it, his thoughts far off for, her and everything else at the moment, and he appeared to be somewhat...unfocused, perhaps would be the right word for it. Unfocused and strangely enough, he even seemed a little off. Maybe if was just the fact that he was imagining the battle again, or maybe it was the harsh realization that he wasn't sure what he was feeling that brought him back, his green hues snapping upwards sharply and his expression changing into one of confusion rather than friendliness as his expression usually portrayed.
He looked to be in some far off world as his green hues trailed away from her again, and he signed a little. Was it so unusual for him to be uncomfortable? True; he had never been that good in social situations, flirting when things got too uncomfortable or personal, but this was Apirva. He could trust her...at least, that was what he believed. He wasn't quite sure whether he was ready to examine the possibility that he could actually like Apirva. As in, having a crush on her...but perhaps that was what it was. It would explain the weirdness and the sudden rush that this new and strange emotion gave him. Was this so confusing after all? Or was Timberpaw just trying to avoid the truth, trying to keep them both safe from the mystery and heartbreak that came along with having a crush? Besides, I don't stand a chance. She deserves somebody who can take care of her and give her the attention she deserves. I'm just not good at that. Timberpaw thought with a sigh and a dejected flick of his tail.
More than anything, he wanted to talk to her and tell her how he felt, but...these emotions were too new. It was too early for him to be sure, and it wouldn't be long before he would find out whether it was real or not. He heard her quiet mutter and that sent his own mind to thinking. Yeah...probably something pretty, like her...it's just a fact, not like I personally have noticed it... Timberpaw thought, embarrassment causing his pelt to heat up at an uncomfortable rate. He could hardly believe his own thoughts right now...was this what having a crush was? Having her on his mind all the time, barely able to look at her without his pelt getting set on fire?

[doghouse]

Timberpaw looked up at her and managed a smile, his expression fairly friendly at the moment as he did so. It was rather- hard to tell quite what emotions the brown tom was feeling at the moment. His green hues were guarded, something he had given up on doing a while ago, and he looked almost ready to give up in frustration. "Y-yeah. Yeah, I uh, feel a lot better, um...you?" He asked awkwardly, returning his attention to her pelt. He continued to clean it, his thoughts far off for, her and everything else at the moment, and he appeared to be somewhat...unfocused, perhaps would be the right word for it. Unfocused and strangely enough, he even seemed a little off. Maybe if was just the fact that he was imagining the battle again, or maybe it was the harsh realization that he wasn't sure what he was feeling that brought him back, his green hues snapping upwards sharply and his expression changing into one of confusion rather than friendliness as his expression usually portrayed.
He looked to be in some far off world as his green hues trailed away from her again, and he signed a little. Was it so unusual for him to be uncomfortable? True; he had never been that good in social situations, flirting when things got too uncomfortable or personal, but this was Apirva. He could trust her...at least, that was what he believed. He wasn't quite sure whether he was ready to examine the possibility that he could actually like Apirva. As in, having a crush on her...but perhaps that was what it was. It would explain the weirdness and the sudden rush that this new and strange emotion gave him. Was this so confusing after all? Or was Timberpaw just trying to avoid the truth, trying to keep them both safe from the mystery and heartbreak that came along with having a crush? Besides, I don't stand a chance. She deserves somebody who can take care of her and give her the attention she deserves. I'm just not good at that. Timberpaw thought with a sigh and a dejected flick of his tail.
More than anything, he wanted to talk to her and tell her how he felt, but...these emotions were too new. It was too early for him to be sure, and it wouldn't be long before he would find out whether it was real or not. He heard her quiet mutter and that sent his own mind to thinking. Yeah...probably something pretty, like her...it's just a fact, not like I personally have noticed it... Timberpaw thought, embarrassment causing his pelt to heat up at an uncomfortable rate. He could hardly believe his own thoughts right now...was this what having a crush was? Having her on his mind all the time, barely able to look at her without his pelt getting set on fire?
Apurva looked at Timberpaw, then away again. He seemed very unfocused and uncomfortable to her, and she wondered why, but knew that it was his own decision to tell her or not, and she pushed the question to the back of her mind, forgetting about it for the time being. Hadn't Maplefur said they gave her the name Maplepaw? But, her name's Maplefur. I wonder why..... It's got to be so confusing, having your name change multiple times.... She thought, her thoughts now drifting to a random topic. “Y-yeah.... I'm okay....” she said, not quite paying attention. She'd never felt this way towards anyone, but she wasn't quite sure she liked the way it felt. It made her uncomfortable and her pelt feel hot, and she didn't like that part. She couldn't quite understand why she felt this way. But she felt for certain that she could trust Timberpaw, if she couldn't, then she wasn't sure who she could trust. Maybe she could trust Blade, and Maplefur, and this Fria, but she was still a bit uncertain about all three of them. She looked up again, the far off look vanishing from her leafy green hues, being replaced by a slightly uncertain and nervous expression. She saw that the friendliness was gone is his eyes, and confusion replacing it. She realized that he was probably as confused at her. But, what was he confused about? She looked down again, shifting nervously, then quickly started to lick out her fur, though she wondered if she should clean his pelt to make it feel more even? No, then they'd be crossing their heads, and that'd be real tricky, plus, she didn't really want to ask him if she could, so she dismissed the whole idea. Everything that was going on at the moment, it was just so... overwhelming. Recovering from battle, joining the Clan, finding the time to sneak away to the TwolegPlace to check on Blade, and this new, strange feeling with Timberpaw. She glanced at Timberpaw, but remained silent, deep in her own thoughts. She looked up uncertainly, wondering if she should say something to make this moment a bit less uncomfortable. She looked up, studying the den's roof, then peering at the snow that fell don't softly outside the entrance. Whenever one landed, she picked a new one and repeated it again, over and over again. After several long moments, she looked back at him, her eyes half closed from tiredness. She looked down at her pelt, which was pretty much clean now, so there was no point in cleaning it anymore. She looked down, then nudged him timidly with her muzzle. “I'm clean now.” she said quietly, her ears back nervously.

[Strobelight]

Lightningfang pressed his head to the ground,trying to get rid of the smell of blood on his pelt,he padded across the clearing,panting as blood dripped from his wounds

[Mayflower]

"Calm down" Owltail said "I think there coming"

(And now time skip?)
(Yea, should we mention the peeps rping the kits?)
Fernglow's eyes widened and he rushed around the nursery, gathering things he thought would be useful. "Gahh, I don't know how to do this!"

[Dovekit12]

(Yea, should we mention the peeps rping the kits?)
Fernglow's eyes widened and he rushed around the nursery, gathering things he thought would be useful. "Gahh, I don't know how to do this!"

(Yeah)
Owltail looked at the now born healthy kits tiredly as she started to fall asleep a bit.

[Mayflower]

(Yeah)
Owltail looked at the now born healthy kits tiredly.
Fernglow basically attacked the kittens with licking and kissing and became obsessed with them immediately. "What should we call them?"

NO ONE FOR LE PREZ

Liquoris

Goose

[Dovekit12]

Fernglow basically attacked the kittens with licking and kissing and became obsessed with them immediately. "What should we call them?"

NO ONE FOR LE PREZ

Liquoris

Goose


"Well I think that black kit should be named spiderkit" Owltail said looking down at the black Tom "he keeps trying to climb over the others.

[Mayflower]

"Well I think that black kit should be named spiderkit" Owltail said looking down at the black Tom "he keeps trying to climb over the others.
"True. What about that calico one, he seems to have a more red color scheme. How about Berrykit?" Fernglow looked at the kits fondly.

[Dovekit12]

"True. What about that calico one, he seems to have a more red color scheme. How about Berrykit?" Fernglow looked at the kits fondly.


"Yeah and this one has black ears just like you she seems to have a lot of black sports how about spottedkit." Owltail said looking up at her mate.

[Mayflower]

"Yeah and this one has black ears just like you she seems to have a lot of black sports how about spottedkit." Owltail said looking up at her mate.
"Wonderful. There's two more, how about... ooh, that one can be Duskkit and that one...hmm..."

[Dovekit12]

"Wonderful. There's two more, how about... ooh, that one can be Duskkit and that one...hmm..."
"Hmmm she has bright blue eyes how bought Riverkit."

[Mayflower]

"Hmmm she has bright blue eyes how bought Riverkit."
"Perfect." Fernglow laid down beside Owltail and smiled at Riverkit, Duskkit, Berrykit, Spiderkit, and Spottedkit. "They're all so beautiful. Just like you." he said as he nuzzled his mate.

[Dovekit12]

"Perfect." Fernglow laid down beside Owltail and smiled at Riverkit, Duskkit, Berrykit, Spiderkit, and Spottedkit. "They're all so beautiful. Just like you." he said as he nuzzled his mate.

"And you" Owltail said as Fernglow nuzzled her.

[Drago Victinius Bloodward]

"There was nothing anyone could have done," Dawnfrost murmured, like it was hard to get the words out. "But... he's in StarClan now. He's at peace."
Redclaw resentfully nodded "i wish he wasnt gone though now i feel incomplete as if a part of me is gone and it is my twin is gone now im glad though that i still have you stoneheart and you guys as my only family" he said giving everyone a lick on the head then returned to his vigil spit by iceclaws head cherrykit scampered over to him and sat pressed up to his chest between his front paws icekit stayed where she was the unreadable expression still on her face

[ameko]

[ open roleplay -- testing various fonts. i quite like arial font, tho ]

Fennelnose (http://alluringtragedy.weebly.com/fennelnose.html) sat in the clearing, close to the entrance of the warriors' den. By the look of them, Fennel had just woken up from a quick nap and was getting ready to go out hunting once more. The sun was just beginning to set, yet they still seemed determined to leave the clearing and venture into the forest. A sigh escaping their jaws, Fennelnose began to wash their ears with their paw, their cream-colored fur rippling as they moved. It was tough, thinking about what had gone down a while ago. The leader who had sided with the Dark Forest, Ratnight, had been defeated, and the Clan was seemingly back to normal again; though the warrior was not faring well. They had lost friends during the battle, ones whom they had counted on to be by their side, no matter what happened. Fennelnose could only hope that they would visit them in their dreams.

Straightening their shoulders, Fen paused in their grooming and glanced towards the entrance. I should probably cease thinking about that depressing topic, they decided. And that was that. No more thoughts about their friends, their loved ones, killed in battle and leaving them alone... Fennelnose gritted their teeth and leapt to their paws, padding in the direction of the entrance to the camp. Maybe they were going for a walk to clear their head, or maybe they were sticking with their original plan to hunt for the Clan. It would definitely be more beneficial in the long run to feed the Clan, but then again, Fennelnose was rather selfish.

[ open roleplay -- please mention or quote me if you reply! ]

[Rockstar]

Redclaw resentfully nodded "i wish he wasnt gone though now i feel incomplete as if a part of me is gone and it is my twin is gone now im glad though that i still have you stoneheart and you guys as my only family" he said giving everyone a lick on the head then returned to his vigil spit by iceclaws head cherrykit scampered over to him and sat pressed up to his chest between his front paws icekit stayed where she was the unreadable expression still on her face

Dawnfrost licked Reclaw between the ears, then did the same to Icekit, knowing she was taking this harder than her littermates.

Lightningkit laid against his fur like she would when her father was alive.

Greykit had moved to Iceclaw's face, and tried to fight back tears as he gave it a small lick.

[kozui-chan]

Redclaw resentfully nodded "i wish he wasnt gone though now i feel incomplete as if a part of me is gone and it is my twin is gone now im glad though that i still have you stoneheart and you guys as my only family" he said giving everyone a lick on the head then returned to his vigil spit by iceclaws head cherrykit scampered over to him and sat pressed up to his chest between his front paws icekit stayed where she was the unreadable expression still on her face
seawatcher slunk over to redclaw. "i-im sorry.." she meowed quietly. "for everything.."

[Dovekit12]

Toothless & Stitch
Whitebird walked out of the warriors den and looked around. She then got up and got a bird from the fresh kill pile. She sat down and started eating the bird.

[shark sailor]

Wavecrash walked out after her. She walked to the prey pile and took a rabbit. She started eating it and looked over at Whitebird, "Hey." She meowed.

[HwangHarin]

Fireclaw laid in the clearing

[Dovekit12]

Wavecrash walked out after her. She walked to the prey pile and took a rabbit. She started eating it and looked over at Whitebird, "Hey." She meowed.


"Hi" Whitebird said looking up from the bird.

[shark sailor]

"How'd you sleep?" She asked, licking the remnants of food from her jaw.

[Dovekit12]

"How'd you sleep?" She asked, licking the remnants of food from her jaw.


"Good you" Whitebird said finishing off her bird.

[shark sailor]

"Fine, if having a dream about being chased by dogs counts." Wavecrash purred.

[Dovekit12]

"Fine, if having a dream about being chased by dogs counts." Wavecrash purred.


"Hahhaha" Whitebird giggled and started to from herself.

[shark sailor]

Wavecrash smiled. She enjoyed making people laugh or smile. It just made her feel good.

[Dovekit12]

Wavecrash smiled. She enjoyed making people laugh or smile. It just made her feel good.


"Do you have a apprentice" Whitebird said.
(I got to go in a minute but ill be back on later so we can keep doing this)

[shark sailor]

"No, not yet." Wavecrash answered,

[The Cannibal]

Meadowleaf looked at Cormorantstone, wondering if she should attempt to talk to the grey tabby she-cat. What's the worst she could do? We're clanmates, she shouldn't be mean to me unless I upset her. She thought, and decided that talking to the strong warrior would be better than sitting alone all day. She sat up, facing Cormorantstone. "Hi! I'm Meadowleaf! I don't believe we've met." She introduced herself in her normal friendly and happy voice. The orange and white she-cat swished her tail neatly around her paws. Her bright green eyes sparkled happily. Meadowleaf hoped that Cormorantstone would want to talk to her, even though she knew that she probably wouldn't. Most cats didn't like how much energy and positivity she had most of the time. They had thought that she would never take anything seriously, but they hadn't stuck around long enough for them to get to know her. She looked at Cormorantstone without showing her feelings of sadness and disappointment that she knew might come. But maybe she will be different. Meadowleaf thought hopefully.
To be put very plainly, the grey tabby was not a very social or nice cat and wasn't one to normally strike up any sort of conversation unless she wanted to fight. So she was already trying to ignore Meadowleaf by lazily grooming herself, completely dejecting the other female's existence all together because truly, she did not feel up to conversing with anyone. But then she heard a voice coming from the direction that the other cat was in, her ear slowly swiveling and her tongue stopping mid-lick, her muzzle twitching before she slowly looked over.
Is she talking to me?
Her yellow eyes flashed with a mild form of anger, pupils narrowing at the orange and white she-cat before she spoke up.
"We haven't met. I've never even heard of you before." Cormorantstone's voice was like gravel, not at all like the smooth, angelic voice of most other she-cats. Her muscles rippled beneath her pelt as she shifted to fully face the other female, an aggressive look in her eye.
"You've heard of me before though. I'm the best female warrior in this clan, Cormorantstone."
There was a look in those yellow eyes that seemed to challenge the other to deny her the title of best female warrior in the clan, a challenge to her to deny that she has heard of her before even though it was very probable that she hasn't. I dare you. Her mind growled lowly, but she kept silent, waiting for Meadowleaf to respond.

[Drago Victinius Bloodward]

Dawnfrost licked Reclaw between the ears, then did the same to Icekit, knowing she was taking this harder than her littermates.

Lightningkit laid against his fur like she would when her father was alive.

Greykit had moved to Iceclaw's face, and tried to fight back tears as he gave it a small lick.
( kozui-chan) icekit didnt respond emotions and thoughts raging through her the biggest one determination, determination to become the best warrior for thunderclan just like her father I'll do it for you she thought to herself

[Dovekit12]

"No, not yet." Wavecrash answered,


"Me neither" Whitebird replied..

[shark sailor]

"Yeah, I always think it'd be nice to have an apprentice. You would have someone you can share battle tactics with and train and stuff."

[Dovekit12]

"Yeah, I always think it'd be nice to have an apprentice. You would have someone you can share battle tactics with and train and stuff."

"I agree it should be so nice to teach them a bunch of skills" Whitebird said.

[shark sailor]

"Yeah." Wavecrash smiled.

[Dovekit12]

"Yeah." Wavecrash smiled.


"Well I'm going hunting" Whitebird said getting up. "Wanna come."

[shark sailor]

"Sure!" Wavecrash purred, getting up.

[Dovekit12]

"Sure!" Wavecrash purred, getting up.


"Ok let's go" Whitebird said.
(You wanna post first in the other thread or me)

[wren]

Spirited Darkness

Tempestpaw sat curling her feathery tail around her snow coloured paws. Eyes fixated on the entrance of camp. The death of many from the clans EE supporters shook the clan violently. It had taken the life of her father. Cloudbound. Her and her mother had been shaken to the root with the death of a well loved father. So had her other siblings, sprucepaw, flintpaw, Dawnpaw and snowpaw. Most of all leopardspark. She now rarely wished them good luck on hunting or even tried to tell them she was proud.

[shark sailor]

(Could you Dovekit?)

[doghouse]

Tempestpaw sat curling her feathery tail around her snow coloured paws. Eyes fixated on the entrance of camp. The death of many from the clans EE supporters shook the clan violently. It had taken the life of her father. Cloudbound. Her and her mother had been shaken to the root with the death of a well loved father. So had her other siblings, sprucepaw, flintpaw, Dawnpaw and snowpaw. Most of all leopardspark. She now rarely wished them good luck on hunting or even tried to tell them she was proud.
Aquapaw padded into camp. She'd been out walking, still very embarrassed that she'd let her ways make her fight SkyClan, even when she knew it was wrong, but the black furred apprentice had a hard time doing as told, and more often than not, she would do exactly the opposite of what she was told, and she'd been told to fight for StarClan, so, naturally, she did the opposite. Now, she very much wished to go and see if she was right, and her brother was in WindClan that good-for-nothing WindClan warrior. She sat down, her pale aqua colored eyes cold and sharp, but distant with thought.

[wren]

Aquapaw padded into camp. She'd been out walking, still very embarrassed that she'd let her ways make her fight SkyClan, even when she knew it was wrong, but the black furred apprentice had a hard time doing as told, and more often than not, she would do exactly the opposite of what she was told, and she'd been told to fight for StarClan, so, naturally, she did the opposite. Now, she very much wished to go and see if she was right, and her brother was in WindClan that good-for-nothing WindClan warrior. She sat down, her pale aqua colored eyes cold and sharp, but distant with thought.

Tempestpaw who thought she was alone was suprised when another she cat entered the clearing. A black Molly with beutiful blue eyes striding with this, auora of embarrassment. Her tail lashed in a curious way. That was Aquapaw.. Right? Right it didn't matter. Tempestpaw got up to her paws and padded over to the she cat tail all the while. She had seen her during the battle a few times. Fighting starclan cats. Oddly enough before this started aqua paw seemed like a starclan cat. Despite her skill to follow oreders. She had picked it up on those training days. Once she reached the black she cat she settled herself down without even asking if she could or mentioning anything. Curling her fluffy tail neatly around her paws she puffed out her chest and turned to face the she cat. "Hello. Aquapaw right?"

[doghouse]

Tempestpaw who thought she was alone was suprised when another she cat entered the clearing. A black Molly with beutiful blue eyes striding with this, auora of embarrassment. Her tail lashed in a curious way. That was Aquapaw.. Right? Right it didn't matter. Tempestpaw got up to her paws and padded over to the she cat tail all the while. She had seen her during the battle a few times. Fighting starclan cats. Oddly enough before this started aqua paw seemed like a starclan cat. Despite her skill to follow oreders. She had picked it up on those training days. Once she reached the black she cat she settled herself down without even asking if she could or mentioning anything. Curling her fluffy tail neatly around her paws she puffed out her chest and turned to face the she cat. "Hello. Aquapaw right?"
Aquapaw jumped, startled by the voice beside her. She tilted her head, her eyes narrowed. “Yes, Tempestpaw, right?” Aquapaw asked, though fairly confident that she was right. She wasn't sure she'd ever really talked to Tempestpaw, and honestly she'd never really wanted to, but now, she was left practically without a choice. She shifted uneasily, her black ears pinned back slightly. She wanted to at least make this "conversation" a bit more bare able, and less uncomfortable. She sighed, looking away nervously, her pretty turquoise hues dark and gleaming like the eyes of a crow, just the wrong color. She shivered in the cold, fluffing her short fur up to keep herself warmer, but it was quite cold, and Aquapaw had to admit that she just and built for the cold, and was far better in warmer weather. She sighed with relief, as that felt quite a bit better, though she was still shivering, it wasn't nearly as bad as before she'd fluffed up her fur.

[wren]

Aquapaw jumped, startled by the voice beside her. She tilted her head, her eyes narrowed. “Yes, Tempestpaw, right?” Aquapaw asked, though fairly confident that she was right. She wasn't sure she'd ever really talked to Tempestpaw, and honestly she'd never really wanted to, but now, she was left practically without a choice. She shifted uneasily, her black ears pinned back slightly. She wanted to at least make this "conversation" a bit more bare able, and less uncomfortable. She sighed, looking away nervously, her pretty turquoise hues dark and gleaming like the eyes of a crow, just the wrong color. She shivered in the cold, fluffing her short fur up to keep herself warmer, but it was quite cold, and Aquapaw had to admit that she just and built for the cold, and was far better in warmer weather. She sighed with relief, as that felt quite a bit better, though she was still shivering, it wasn't nearly as bad as before she'd fluffed up her fur.

Tempestpaw sighed deeply after breathing in a shocking breath of cold air. "Yes, it's tempestpaw" she could already tell by the tone of her voice they were t going to be friends. Unless the she cat surpsied her. Perhaps it was because tempestpaw refused to really do much hunting. Or battle training. Other apprentices thought it was weak, truly it wa picking priorities. She wouldn't wanna train for a battle she never may be in. There are countless warriors who can hunt, if a kittypet can do it without training, then so could she. Lashing her tail to ease the want to be doing something other then staring at the ground or the fat who was problably already creeped out. "So what did you think of the battle" she suddnely blurted out. Darn it. Bad move. Try again. "I mean uh, where you hurt?" mouse dung, bad attempt try again. "I mean where you hurt badly?" darn it, just give up.

[doghouse]

Tempestpaw sighed deeply after breathing in a shocking breath of cold air. "Yes, it's tempestpaw" she could already tell by the tone of her voice they were t going to be friends. Unless the she cat surpsied her. Perhaps it was because tempestpaw refused to really do much hunting. Or battle training. Other apprentices thought it was weak, truly it wa picking priorities. She wouldn't wanna train for a battle she never may be in. There are countless warriors who can hunt, if a kittypet can do it without training, then so could she. Lashing her tail to ease the want to be doing something other then staring at the ground or the fat who was problably already creeped out. "So what did you think of the battle" she suddnely blurted out. Darn it. Bad move. Try again. "I mean uh, where you hurt?" mouse dung, bad attempt try again. "I mean where you hurt badly?" darn it, just give up.
Aquapaw tilted her head, not really sure she wanted to answer those questions or not. “No.” she said, not looking at Tempestpaw. She didn't quite feel like talking very much, but then, she rarely did. She flicked her ears, now dismissing Tempestpaw's badly covered up mistakes, as she didn't care much. “Were you?” the black molly asked, finally looking up after several long heartbeats, her eyes still slightly narrowed as she gazed at the molly who sat beside her. This cat seemed nice enough, which made Aquapaw feel bad, as she didn't feel she deserved to be treated kindly, not by anyone.

[wren]

Aquapaw tilted her head, not really sure she wanted to answer those questions or not. “No.” she said, not looking at Tempestpaw. She didn't quite feel like talking very much, but then, she rarely did. She flicked her ears, now dismissing Tempestpaw's badly covered up mistakes, as she didn't care much. “Were you?” the black molly asked, finally looking up after several long heartbeats, her eyes still slightly narrowed as she gazed at the molly who sat beside her. This cat seemed nice enough, which made Aquapaw feel bad, as she didn't feel she deserved to be treated kindly, not by anyone.

May we continue tomorrow I'm exhausted. ]

[Rockstar]

( kozui-chan) icekit didnt respond emotions and thoughts raging through her the biggest one determination, determination to become the best warrior for thunderclan just like her father I'll do it for you she thought to herself

Dawnfrost said nothing else--she simply gave Icekit another soft lick.

[Strobelight]

Lightningfang Stared from across the clearing,his eyes narrowed at the sight of grieving and hurting cats,then,his gaze brightened as he saw the many determined faces in his clan. [OPEN]

[Frosty]

Juniperkit smiled softly at his companion, his pale green eyes shone with joy "Yeah that's true, but you get smarter by learning it by yourself." he said softly, his mottled fur littered with snowflakes. He turned his gaze towards the leaders den, his pale orbs flashed with curiosity and inquisition "I have this....feeling that Dapplestar's supposed to be standing there. It just feels...right." he said softly, twitching his wiskers as he continued to think to himself about what is supposed to be, and what wasn't. He turned his gaze back upon Hemlockkit, sadness wavered in his green orbs "Hey...do you have any memories about your parents?" he asked, hope dripped from his words 'Maybe if she knows who her parents are....maybe it'll help me with mine, then, then.....' he thought to himself, his sightless gaze directed downwards at his paws as he continued to imagine his parents "hey Hemmy...what do I look like.....what do you look like.......what about maplefur what does she look like? Are trees really green? What makes green....green? what about blue?" he asked, his voice straining, digging his claws into the snow, 'I hate it, I hate it, I hate not being able to see, why? What did I do to deserve it? Why Starclan' he thought, hating how weak he was, hating how helpless he was.

Hemlocks blue orbs filled with a swirling mixture of sadness, somewhat curiosity, and something else. Self resentment .
"Yes. As you know, my mother died when she gave birth to me . they were supposed to bury her soon after, but they waited until I had opened my eyes so I could see my mother once before they rid of her body.I remember it so well . Her fur was a fluffy as the clouds and white as the fallen snow. And her eyes were a beautiful, deep leaf green . Then, my father . after my mothers death he grieved until his own arrived. I remember him much better. A muscular , handsome light grey tom. I hated him . and I still do to this day. He abandoned me when I needed him most.He named me Hemlock so I could remember the pain I caused him . losing his mate, though he forgets she was my mother. I'm glad I don't look much like him. I look a lot like my mother, except one thing. My eyes. They are the bluest blue there ever was . " the she answered , drowning in thought and memories.

She sniffled and made a soft choking sound as she refused to cry. She took a deep breath and looked at her freind, preparing to answer his next question. "You juni , you are so beautifully colored. Your pelt is this brown and golden color. Brown, like the trees bark, gold like I can only imagine a lions mane would be colored.And your eyes , I've never seen such a magnificent oolor in my life. A pale, yet dark and deep green that I envy ". As the molly kit finished her sentenced she blushed and felt her fur heat up despite the chiling weather. She didn't want to go on, but she knew she would do anything for the tom beside her . she took another deep breath and forced her heartbeat to slow after it had started beating rapidly due to her last few words that she had spoke . 'what a cruel world he is forced to live in. He deserves better .
" as you could have probably guessed to to my previous explanation on my parents , I am a simple and very plain white cat with revolting crystal blue eyes. " . short and simple , just as hemlockkit wanted the sentence to be .
With a forced smile in her voice she continued. "Tree can be all differemdifferemt colors depending on the time. The leafs can be orange, red, yellow, brown , and more commonly green. As for what makes color...color, i dont know how it works. I dont why things look the way they do . its just the way things are I guess ".
Hemlock frowned again and tears began to slowly drip down her face as she pressed her head against juniperkits side fur . it pained her so much to see her best and only kit freind like this. He was family and more to her . why was he ciursed to be without sight? Why would the world take such a cruel action upon the tom ? He did nothing to deserve it, did he? As far as hemlockkit could tell it was a no.
" oh juniper, why does the world have to be like this ?" She asked through her flow of tears, pressing harder, yet still gently with her head

[Leaf]

Applekit rolled out of the nest she was in, amber eyes bouncing from one thing to the next as she looked for something to do. Her eyes landed on her sister. The russet shekit's white underbelly brushed the ground as she started sneaking over to Yewkit.

[Spirit]

Applekit rolled out of the nest she was in, amber eyes bouncing from one thing to the next as she looked for something to do. Her eyes landed on her sister. The russet shekit's white underbelly brushed the ground as she started sneaking over to Yewkit.

Yewkit, looking quite a lot like her sister, was fast asleep in the nursery beside their mother and other siblings. Her belly rose up and down, up and down. Her tail waggling from one side to another as she dreamt of herself as a grand warrior, stalking up on an enemy.

[Leaf]

Spirit ) Applekit grinned and pounced on Yewkit's tail, letting out a squeak of excitement when actually got it. "Got you!" She squealed.

[Spirit]

Leaf

Yewkit, believing the attacker was another enemy in her dream coming up from behind, screeched out, probably waking the whole nursery with her battlecry. Not completely awake, she turned around and, with sheated claws mind you, bashed at her sister, screaming "I'll get you, you foul ShadowClanner!"
It took her a few moments before she realized that it was not a ShadowClan warrior, but her sister. Looking at her with an expression saying nothing but 'sorry!' she let out a ghasp. "Applekit! Oi!" Before getting a playful gaze in her eyes, going down on all four in a fighting stance, her rear wiggling back and forth as if about to jump onto the sister.
"Oh, little ShadowClanner, you'll pay for that!" She said playfully

[>Pepsi<]

@Leaf (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=191)

Yewkit, believing the attacker was another enemy in her dream coming up from behind, screeched out, probably waking the whole nursery with her battlecry. Not completely awake, she turned around and, with sheated claws mind you, bashed at her sister, screaming "I'll get you, you foul ShadowClanner!"
It took her a few moments before she realized that it was not a ShadowClan warrior, but her sister. Looking at her with an expression saying nothing but 'sorry!' she let out a ghasp. "Applekit! Oi!" Before getting a playful gaze in her eyes, going down on all four in a fighting stance, her rear wiggling back and forth as if about to jump onto the sister.
"Oh, little ShadowClanner, you'll pay for that!" She said playfully
Dapplepelt laughed at her kits mistake. Her eyes sparkled as she let out a tired yawn. (Could Heatherkit be in the litter? I really need to start rping her, I just need a mother XD she is adopted and her pelt is a light silver)

[Leaf]

DapplePelt Yehyeh Spirit ) Applekit snorted and got ready to try and move out of the way if Yewkit pounced on her. "Feel free. I'll defeat you though," she teased, eyes sparkling with playfulness.

[>Pepsi<]

@DapplePelt (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=622) Yehyeh @Spirit (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=102) ) Applekit snorted and got ready to try and move out of the way if Yewkit pounced on her. "Feel free. I'll defeat you though," she teased, eyes sparkling with playfulness.
Heatherkit mewed excitedly, "Can I play?" she knew they would say no, due to being small she cant do anything. Her fragile bones would break to easily.

[Leaf]

DapplePelt ) "Of course! It'd feel like a real battle even more if you joined," Applekit mewed, excitement jumping through her paws.

[Spirit]

Yewkit looked a bit sceptically at Heatherkit, but let her join anyway.
"Another ShadowClanner has joined the battle! They really don't fight fair, huh! What more fould rumors are true about you?" She said, as if she really was a higher ranked warrior with fine muscles and fighting maneuvrers.
She finally pounced onto Appleki, hoping she was distracted by Heatherkit

[Leaf]

Spirit ) Applekit grunted as she hit the ground. She wiggled underneath her sister. "Help Heatherkit! We've got to beat them!" She giggled, eyes darting to her other sister.

[wren]

Aquapaw tilted her head, not really sure she wanted to answer those questions or not. “No.” she said, not looking at Tempestpaw. She didn't quite feel like talking very much, but then, she rarely did. She flicked her ears, now dismissing Tempestpaw's badly covered up mistakes, as she didn't care much. “Were you?” the black molly asked, finally looking up after several long heartbeats, her eyes still slightly narrowed as she gazed at the molly who sat beside her. This cat seemed nice enough, which made Aquapaw feel bad, as she didn't feel she deserved to be treated kindly, not by anyone.

This was already going downhill. You'd think you would have better talking skills, she scolded herself silently. Then she cast a lowly glance at the she cat next to her. She was already growing tiresome of the conversation. She pressed her ears to the back of her head, looking away shyly. "No" she answered simply. Darn it! She wanted to get upon drum away but that would make her look cowardice. Plus aquapaw wasn't doing anything to her.. Except for lowering her self courage with her careless act of listening to her DOD onforever. She lashed her tail trying to get her mind of of it. What would she say? What was there to say? She turned and looked at the she cat. "Are you for the dark forest or no? Assuming you even chose a side" WARNING. WARNING.WARNING. dangerous question dangerous answer coming your way. Now she really felt like a fleet wouldn't be so bad.

[Mango]

Cucuckookit tried to be funny," Knock-Knock." he said (anyone can answer)

[doghouse]

This was already going downhill. You'd think you would have better talking skills, she scolded herself silently. Then she cast a lowly glance at the she cat next to her. She was already growing tiresome of the conversation. She pressed her ears to the back of her head, looking away shyly. "No" she answered simply. Darn it! She wanted to get upon drum away but that would make her look cowardice. Plus aquapaw wasn't doing anything to her.. Except for lowering her self courage with her careless act of listening to her DOD onforever. She lashed her tail trying to get her mind of of it. What would she say? What was there to say? She turned and looked at the she cat. "Are you for the dark forest or no? Assuming you even chose a side" WARNING. WARNING.WARNING. dangerous question dangerous answer coming your way. Now she really felt like a fleet wouldn't be so bad.
Aquapaw shifted, her discomfort at this question quite obvious. Of all the questions! The one question that makes me most uncomfortable, and she has to ask that one? A shiver went down her spine, and she stared at her paws, thinking of a way to answer this question without revealing much. She blinked, then looked back up at Tempestpaw, her eyes narrowed slightly. “Oh, I fought for ThunderClan. Both.” This was true, she'd fought for both, but she tried to make it sound as if she meant ThunderClan and StarClan, not ThunderClan, StarClan and the Dark Forest, which she hated very much, but had fought with Evil Era supporters, despite her great dislike of them. “What side did you fight for?” she asked, her voice quiet but with a hint of fear. She hoped that apprentice she'd tried to kill didn't remember her.

[wren]

Aquapaw shifted, her discomfort at this question quite obvious. Of all the questions! The one question that makes me most uncomfortable, and she has to ask that one? A shiver went down her spine, and she stared at her paws, thinking of a way to answer this question without revealing much. She blinked, then looked back up at Tempestpaw, her eyes narrowed slightly. “Oh, I fought for ThunderClan. Both.” This was true, she'd fought for both, but she tried to make it sound as if she meant ThunderClan and StarClan, not ThunderClan, StarClan and the Dark Forest, which she hated very much, but had fought with Evil Era supporters, despite her great dislike of them. “What side did you fight for?” she asked, her voice quiet but with a hint of fear. She hoped that apprentice she'd tried to kill didn't remember her.

It didn't take long for the observant she cat to notice how her question brought discomfort to aquapaw. Now she held the higher deck, she had the power to prod the she cat on. To bend the truth out of her. Though that was a mean way to go about her discomfort. Perhaps what she feared was true and the Molly had attacked for the dark forest, didn't they learn it never went over well? Apprentices were used by the dark mentors they received and sent into a world of darkness. Snarling and bickering until they finally forget you.. Then you fade out of existence. Though the further she thought the more curious she became. She looked at aquapaw, not afraid to urge the really answer from her. "You know, Saying both isn't an answer" she meows her nose twitching in irritation.

[doghouse]

It didn't take long for the observant she cat to notice how her question brought discomfort to aquapaw. Now she held the higher deck, she had the power to prod the she cat on. To bend the truth out of her. Though that was a mean way to go about her discomfort. Perhaps what she feared was true and the Molly had attacked for the dark forest, didn't they learn it never went over well? Apprentices were used by the dark mentors they received and sent into a world of darkness. Snarling and bickering until they finally forget you.. Then you fade out of existence. Though the further she thought the more curious she became. She looked at aquapaw, not afraid to urge the really answer from her. "You know, Saying both isn't an answer" she meows her nose twitching in irritation.
Aquapaw hissed under her breath, turning to face Tempestpaw, her eyes glittering with anger. “Oh, but it is an answer.” her caution now forgotten, she stiffened, then continued. “It's an answer, and it's the truth!” she shook her head, trying not to be so loud, as what if she was heard by some warriors? “During the fire, I fought for StarClan, and during the battle, I wanted to fight for StarClan, but I didn't. I hate the Dark Forest as much as the next apprentice, but I didn't have choice! It's the way I am. I can't help it!” despair had entered her voice, and the anger was gone, replaced by a pleading look. She stared at her paws. I didn't mean to.... Her aqua hues hardened, and she looked up. Bramblekit. She thought. It's all his fault. She looked down again, tears now streaming down her face and landing in the snow soundlessly.

[>Pepsi<]

@Spirit (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=102) ) Applekit grunted as she hit the ground. She wiggled underneath her sister. "Help Heatherkit! We've got to beat them!" She giggled, eyes darting to her other sister.
Heatherkit glanced at her brother she ran up to him and caught his ear with her paw by accident. She knew that would hurt, "S-sorry," she nervously glanced at her mother
//
Dapplepelt flattened her ears knowing full well that she was playing, "Sorry does not work," she hissed "Now you will have to pay for that," she looked at her kits, "Heatherkit will be punished," she hit her kit hard with her claws unheashed, "Now you wont play with them until next moon, oh wait you will be an apprentice," Dapplepelt loved both her other kits, she hated Heatherkit. She was well pretty, and just perfect. Dapplepelt never wanted to adopt but she was forced to.

[wren]

Aquapaw hissed under her breath, turning to face Tempestpaw, her eyes glittering with anger. “Oh, but it is an answer.” her caution now forgotten, she stiffened, then continued. “It's an answer, and it's the truth!” she shook her head, trying not to be so loud, as what if she was heard by some warriors? “During the fire, I fought for StarClan, and during the battle, I wanted to fight for StarClan, but I didn't. I hate the Dark Forest as much as the next apprentice, but I didn't have choice! It's the way I am. I can't help it!” despair had entered her voice, and the anger was gone, replaced by a pleading look. She stared at her paws. I didn't mean to.... Her aqua hues hardened, and she looked up. Bramblekit. She thought. It's all his fault. She looked down again, tears now streaming down her face and landing in the snow soundlessly.

She was suddnely surprised by the despair that entered the she cats voice. She scooted away quickly. Surprised. Catious and surprised. Two things she hated being. "Aquapaw, I, I,I," she stutters trying to find the right words to try and comfort her, but the level of her despairty had risen to the point in which tempestpaw could no longer bring it down. She finshed scooting away now she was face to face, only a couple tail lengths apart as she finally settled where she was. She opened her mouth in suprise, she fought for the dark forest! Alarmed by the answer tempestpaw was scared stiff. Claws Digging into the dirt tail straight out behind her. Eyes wide and opened. Ears angled and fur bristling with a new sense of danger. "You, you always have a choice" then she shrank back in fear aquapaw would lash out again.

[lone]

S A G I E

Brightkit was literally turning around in circles. It was something she did when she got bored, but as soon as a single cat so much as set paw near her, she was pouncing at them as though she had never imagined that she would see a cat before. She was excited for someone to come...Martenkit, Summitkit, any of her friends. Ooh, or I could make new friends! More new friends! You can never have enough friends! Brightkit thought excitedly, turning around in what seemed like her hundredth circle. For a small, half blind kit, it was hard to tell how many circles she had actually turned. They seemed to go on forever, although that was mainly because of Brightkit's energy- she found pleasure in doing this. It was something that made her happy, so she naturally assumed it was a good thing. Anything that made her happy was good, and for Brightkit, that was almost anything...almost nothing upset her or frightened her. It was as though she didn't know what either of those words meant. I don't like it when I get angry. It makes me feel so weird, maybe cause my throat hurts afterwards from yelling. I shouldn't yell though, it hurts other cats' feelings, Brightkit thought guiltily. She didn't like yelling at other cats. But every once in a while, some cat would do something that upset her so much, she couldn't help herself.

It was strange, seeing this kit who seemed to love other cats so much yelling at a cat. Still, it wasn't something that occurred often. Brightkit sighed, getting dizzy from walking in circles, and flopped dramatically over onto her side, nearly slamming her shoulder onto a harder patch of dirt that was nearby. As it was, she landed on a considerably softer patch of dirt and dust swirled up around her. Brightkit giggled as it landed on her pelt, making her look like a white, ginger, black and brown kit. She had always liked seeing the blurred colors of other cats...but because of her messed up sight, she had never really been able to see her reflection very well. It was an odd thing, and something that Brightkit didn't exactly love, although she had never thought about it or gotten too upset about it before. After all, what was the point of seeing her reflection? She knew she was there, after all. Brightkit settled down to wait for something...for anything...to happen.

[lone]

Apurva looked at Timberpaw, then away again. He seemed very unfocused and uncomfortable to her, and she wondered why, but knew that it was his own decision to tell her or not, and she pushed the question to the back of her mind, forgetting about it for the time being. Hadn't Maplefur said they gave her the name Maplepaw? But, her name's Maplefur. I wonder why..... It's got to be so confusing, having your name change multiple times.... She thought, her thoughts now drifting to a random topic. “Y-yeah.... I'm okay....” she said, not quite paying attention. She'd never felt this way towards anyone, but she wasn't quite sure she liked the way it felt. It made her uncomfortable and her pelt feel hot, and she didn't like that part. She couldn't quite understand why she felt this way. But she felt for certain that she could trust Timberpaw, if she couldn't, then she wasn't sure who she could trust. Maybe she could trust Blade, and Maplefur, and this Fria, but she was still a bit uncertain about all three of them. She looked up again, the far off look vanishing from her leafy green hues, being replaced by a slightly uncertain and nervous expression. She saw that the friendliness was gone is his eyes, and confusion replacing it. She realized that he was probably as confused at her. But, what was he confused about? She looked down again, shifting nervously, then quickly started to lick out her fur, though she wondered if she should clean his pelt to make it feel more even? No, then they'd be crossing their heads, and that'd be real tricky, plus, she didn't really want to ask him if she could, so she dismissed the whole idea. Everything that was going on at the moment, it was just so... overwhelming. Recovering from battle, joining the Clan, finding the time to sneak away to the TwolegPlace to check on Blade, and this new, strange feeling with Timberpaw. She glanced at Timberpaw, but remained silent, deep in her own thoughts. She looked up uncertainly, wondering if she should say something to make this moment a bit less uncomfortable. She looked up, studying the den's roof, then peering at the snow that fell don't softly outside the entrance. Whenever one landed, she picked a new one and repeated it again, over and over again. After several long moments, she looked back at him, her eyes half closed from tiredness. She looked down at her pelt, which was pretty much clean now, so there was no point in cleaning it anymore. She looked down, then nudged him timidly with her muzzle. “I'm clean now.” she said quietly, her ears back nervously.

Timberpaw half leapt backwards, as though Apurva had somehow hurt him. For a brief moment, there was a glimmer of fear showing in his green hues before it faded away to his previous, more friendly expression. "Oh y-yeah, I guess you are...th-thanks, I probably would still be c-cleaning you," He mewed with a nervous laugh before he averted his gaze from her. What was so unnatural about this? There was nothing too terrible...right? At least as far as he could tell, there wasn't. So why the feelings of guilt and fear were playing with him, he wasn't quite sure. M-maybe I just have weird emotions, he thought, feeling his pelt heat up as he looked at Apurva once more. It had been easier to look at her with her pelt messy...now, with it neatly groomed and clean, she looked...well, pretty. Timberpaw was vaguely aware of his own messy pelt and looked down at himself, realizing his short fur was strewn in pretty much all directions, and he shifted uncomfortably. "Guess I could use some grooming myself...I'll just, uh..." He muttered, before beginning to uneasily clean his pelt with considerably smaller licks then he had used on Apurva's. He was aware of her presence near him, and unsure of quite what he should be doing. Trying to make eye contact with her when he could? Maybe a smile would help to move things in the right direction...or what he thought was the right direction? Timberpaw wasn't quite sure, and he shifted again as he continued to clean his pelt. The movement of his own tongue against his fur seemed to soothe him, and soon his tense muscles relaxed, sending him into a much more comfortable looking position. There was a sort of peace showing in his hues that hadn't been there before, and he hoped Apurva wasn't going to take it the wrong way. She hadn't done anything wrong. This was all him, whatever was going on here was all him. They were his emotions, and he couldn't tell whether Apurva was just being nice, or if she was unsure of what to do, or if she felt the same feelings that he did. Like the way my pelt heats up all the time. And those little fluttery feelings...what is that? Did I eat a butterfly or something? Timberpaw thought worriedly, wondering if that was even good for him. That might explain it; but he doubted he had, he would probably remember eating something as delicate looking as a butterfly. Besides, surely it still wouldn't be alive if he had. He stopped grooming himself long enough to look up at her, and he could feel a slightly goofy smile spreading across his maw. Clearing his throat and glancing away from her purposefully, he began to clean himself again, using much faster, stronger licks then before. Embarrassment was definitely playing a part in the strong heat spreading across his pelt now.

[doghouse]

She was suddnely surprised by the despair that entered the she cats voice. She scooted away quickly. Surprised. Catious and surprised. Two things she hated being. "Aquapaw, I, I,I," she stutters trying to find the right words to try and comfort her, but the level of her despairty had risen to the point in which tempestpaw could no longer bring it down. She finshed scooting away now she was face to face, only a couple tail lengths apart as she finally settled where she was. She opened her mouth in suprise, she fought for the dark forest! Alarmed by the answer tempestpaw was scared stiff. Claws Digging into the dirt tail straight out behind her. Eyes wide and opened. Ears angled and fur bristling with a new sense of danger. "You, you always have a choice" then she shrank back in fear aquapaw would lash out again.
Aquapaw shook her head, no longer crying. She realized that she'd scasred Tempestpaw, and looked down again. She didnt used to get like this, but ever since her only kin had either died or abandoned her, she'd gotten more short tempered and snappy. “No. I didn't have a choice.” Aquapaw said, wishing Tempestpaw would understand, but Aquapaw knew that no one would truly understand what she meant. Nobody would understand why she did the opposite of what anyone told her to do. That'd been why she'd fought for the Dark Forest, cats had been trying to force her to fight for StarClan, and she'd naturally done the exact opposite, even though she wanted to fight for StarClan. As she saw it, doing as she was told was a sign that she was weak and did everything anyone wanted her to do. She was too stubborn and willful to do as anyone told her to do.

[Leaf]

DapplePelt ) Applekit gave Heatherkit a look of sympathy. She somewhat understood what her mother was showing, except for the fact that the little shekit loved Heatherkit's company. The russet kit flashed her amber eyes towards her mother, but she knew she was powerless to do anything.

[doghouse]

Timberpaw half leapt backwards, as though Apurva had somehow hurt him. For a brief moment, there was a glimmer of fear showing in his green hues before it faded away to his previous, more friendly expression. "Oh y-yeah, I guess you are...th-thanks, I probably would still be c-cleaning you," He mewed with a nervous laugh before he averted his gaze from her. What was so unnatural about this? There was nothing too terrible...right? At least as far as he could tell, there wasn't. So why the feelings of guilt and fear were playing with him, he wasn't quite sure. M-maybe I just have weird emotions, he thought, feeling his pelt heat up as he looked at Apurva once more. It had been easier to look at her with her pelt messy...now, with it neatly groomed and clean, she looked...well, pretty. Timberpaw was vaguely aware of his own messy pelt and looked down at himself, realizing his short fur was strewn in pretty much all directions, and he shifted uncomfortably. "Guess I could use some grooming myself...I'll just, uh..." He muttered, before beginning to uneasily clean his pelt with considerably smaller licks then he had used on Apurva's. He was aware of her presence near him, and unsure of quite what he should be doing. Trying to make eye contact with her when he could? Maybe a smile would help to move things in the right direction...or what he thought was the right direction? Timberpaw wasn't quite sure, and he shifted again as he continued to clean his pelt. The movement of his own tongue against his fur seemed to soothe him, and soon his tense muscles relaxed, sending him into a much more comfortable looking position. There was a sort of peace showing in his hues that hadn't been there before, and he hoped Apurva wasn't going to take it the wrong way. She hadn't done anything wrong. This was all him, whatever was going on here was all him. They were his emotions, and he couldn't tell whether Apurva was just being nice, or if she was unsure of what to do, or if she felt the same feelings that he did. Like the way my pelt heats up all the time. And those little fluttery feelings...what is that? Did I eat a butterfly or something? Timberpaw thought worriedly, wondering if that was even good for him. That might explain it; but he doubted he had, he would probably remember eating something as delicate looking as a butterfly. Besides, surely it still wouldn't be alive if he had. He stopped grooming himself long enough to look up at her, and he could feel a slightly goofy smile spreading across his maw. Clearing his throat and glancing away from her purposefully, he began to clean himself again, using much faster, stronger licks then before. Embarrassment was definitely playing a part in the strong heat spreading across his pelt now.
Apurva tilted her head in surprise as he jumped away from her, and she hoped she hadn't somehow hurt his feelings or scared him, though if it was either of those things, she had no idea how she'd done it exactly. She watched him for a few heartbeats, then shifted her gaze to something else, now getting a bit more uncomfortable as she sat near him while he groomed his pelt. She felt sort of bad that he'd helped groom her fur, and she wasn't helping him groom his fur, but decided it was best she didn't. Instead she remained silent, not talking. She was getting uncomfortable and bored, so the molly occupied herself by kneading the mossy nest underneath her paws with long curved claws, her eyes clouded over by thought. She yawned, then settled on to her side in the nest, glad that she could take a rest from sitting, as she was a bit tired from the battle, though she doubted that she was as exhausted as Timberpaw. She sighed, resting her head on her paws and half closed. She felt like saying something, just start up a conversation when she noticed that he'd stopped grooming his fur and had a slightly goofy grin upon his maw. She was pretending not to be looking, but when he cleared his throat and looked away, she dropped the act of not looking away. She tilted her head quizzically, her eyes questioning. “D-did y-you ne-need me f-for s-something?” she asked nervously, stuttering from both her nervousness and the cold. She looked away, ready to rise to her paws at a moment's notice of things got any more uncomfortable. Even now, it took a a lot of her trust to lay down in a den full of strangers and not run out due to fear of being attacked. She knew that Timberpaw was never going to attack her, and she trusted him with her life. Apurva could tell that he wasn't trying to make her nervous, she'd just never seen that look on his face, and it'd startled her, that's all. The pretty calico looked at his pelt, which was now clean and glossy, giving him quite a handsome appearance, at least, to her. Maybe he didn't look that way to others, but it didn't matter. He looked handsome to her, which made her feel a bit more nervous, though she swallowed and tried to gather her courage, which worked well, as she stopped trembling, though her fur felt hot and there was an odd fluttering feeling in her chest, like the feeble wingbeats of a small hummingbird. Why do I feel so strange around him? Isn't it normal to be around a cat? Why should I feel this way? She wondered, wishing she knew why she felt this way whenever they she was around him.

[Slash-GNR]

NineTailsNetwork (Jason) Zero to Hero

Burntwhisker padded into camp with Foxclaw on her back. She spotted the med cat's den and padded over to it. She was tired. She padded in and put Foxclaw gently on the ground and meowed, "Hello?" she asked with as calm a voice as she could.

[FOXXRR]

NineTailsNetwork (Jason) Zero to Hero

Burntwhisker padded into camp with Foxclaw on her back. She spotted the med cat's den and padded over to it. She was tired. She padded in and put Foxclaw gently on the ground and meowed, "Hello?" she asked with as calm a voice as she could.
Foxclaw let out weak coughs, that shook his fragile body. His throat was dry and felt like it was set on fire.... fire........ he remembered now, the threatening orange and yellow flames that spread across his home. He remembered how a cat had died of whatever the cause was, and he felt, he felt as if it will also be the one that will kill him... 'You will die' His thought said to him.

[Starfall]

Hemlocks blue orbs filled with a swirling mixture of sadness, somewhat curiosity, and something else. Self resentment .

"Yes. As you know, my mother died when she gave birth to me . they were supposed to bury her soon after, but they waited until I had opened my eyes so I could see my mother once before they rid of her body.I remember it so well . Her fur was a fluffy as the clouds and white as the fallen snow. And her eyes were a beautiful, deep leaf green . Then, my father . after my mothers death he grieved until his own arrived. I remember him much better. A muscular , handsome light grey tom. I hated him . and I still do to this day. He abandoned me when I needed him most.He named me Hemlock so I could remember the pain I caused him . losing his mate, though he forgets she was my mother. I'm glad I don't look much like him. I look a lot like my mother, except one thing. My eyes. They are the bluest blue there ever was . " the she answered , drowning in thought and memories.

She sniffled and made a soft choking sound as she refused to cry. She took a deep breath and looked at her freind, preparing to answer his next question. "You juni , you are so beautifully colored. Your pelt is this brown and golden color. Brown, like the trees bark, gold like I can only imagine a lions mane would be colored.And your eyes , I've never seen such a magnificent oolor in my life. A pale, yet dark and deep green that I envy ". As the molly kit finished her sentenced she blushed and felt her fur heat up despite the chiling weather. She didn't want to go on, but she knew she would do anything for the tom beside her . she took another deep breath and forced her heartbeat to slow after it had started beating rapidly due to her last few words that she had spoke . 'what a cruel world he is forced to live in. He deserves better .
" as you could have probably guessed to to my previous explanation on my parents , I am a simple and very plain white cat with revolting crystal blue eyes. " . short and simple , just as hemlockkit wanted the sentence to be .
With a forced smile in her voice she continued. "Tree can be all differemdifferemt colors depending on the time. The leafs can be orange, red, yellow, brown , and more commonly green. As for what makes color...color, i dont know how it works. I dont why things look the way they do . its just the way things are I guess ".
Hemlock frowned again and tears began to slowly drip down her face as she pressed her head against juniperkits side fur . it pained her so much to see her best and only kit freind like this. He was family and more to her . why was he ciursed to be without sight? Why would the world take such a cruel action upon the tom ? He did nothing to deserve it, did he? As far as hemlockkit could tell it was a no.

" oh juniper, why does the world have to be like this ?" She asked through her flow of tears, pressing harder, yet still gently with her head
Juniperkit gently rested his head against his friends, smiling softly as he heard the molly's tear drops fall "Hemlock.....why are you crying, save your tears for when they're important." he cooed, wrapping his tail around the other molly, bringing her closer to him,if it was possible. "Thank you, for explaining it, for defining me, for defining you, defining nature, the trees, the sky, snow." he said, joy dripping from his words, turning his pale green gaze up to the sky "The world is a very interesting and cruel place, yes, it took my sight from me, but I still have my hearing, my emotions, my legs, I have you and maplefur, I have a clan that cares for me." he said, nothing but happiness radiated from the dappled kit "Let's make a deal Hemmy, You be my eyes, and I'll be your heart." he said, turning his head to lick the snowy kits cheek "I'll help you forget your parents, i'll clip the awful throns replace them with warm roses." he declared, determination gleamed in his pale green eyes. he turned his attention back to his companion and smiled sweetly, nothing but joy and positive emotions came from the blind kit, he made sure to stay positive so that there was no room for hatred, anger, and other negative emotions to grow and spread in the young toms heart.

[Frosty]

Juniperkit gently rested his head against his friends, smiling softly as he heard the molly's tear drops fall "Hemlock.....why are you crying, save your tears for when they're important." he cooed, wrapping his tail around the other molly, bringing her closer to him,if it was possible. "Thank you, for explaining it, for defining me, for defining you, defining nature, the trees, the sky, snow." he said, joy dripping from his words, turning his pale green gaze up to the sky "The world is a very interesting and cruel place, yes, it took my sight from me, but I still have my hearing, my emotions, my legs, I have you and maplefur, I have a clan that cares for me." he said, nothing but happiness radiated from the dappled kit "Let's make a deal Hemmy, You be my eyes, and I'll be your heart." he said, turning his head to lick the snowy kits cheek "I'll help you forget your parents, i'll clip the awful throns replace them with warm roses." he declared, determination gleamed in his pale green eyes. he turned his attention back to his companion and smiled sweetly, nothing but joy and positive emotions came from the blind kit, he made sure to stay positive so that there was no room for hatred, anger, and other negative emotions to grow and spread in the young toms heart.

with the toms soft words hemlockkit slowly rose her head from the dappled pelt of the kit. She didn't know how to respond , she was so touched. Never before had any cat other than juniper ever said anything to her like this. "Deal. I would walk to the edge of the world, describing every object, every color, every single everything to you .because I know that deep down inside, you would do the same for me. You are the sole reason I do anything. You are the one who taught me how to love others . no amount of words or descriptions can ever make up for that " .

Hemlockkit smiled gently and nosed her companion's shoulder , choking back a cry of joy. "you already have juniper. Because you were kind enough to not abandon me and throw me under a twoleg monster like everyone else , you've shown me a new light. The only way I can return this is by sticking by your side until the very end, and even then never leave you . which , I shall. I'll never leave your side. You are my best freind juniperkit. Remember that, and never forget ". She purred the words and knew they had come strait from her heart. Her blue eyes gleamed with happiness as she licked the toms golden brown ear with a soft and gentle tongue before sitting down and smiling widely, tears running her face. Though not sad tears, but those of the most overjoyed kit there could possibly be

[Empress Of Evil]

"R-really? Wow, um...how about that?" The silver she cat laughed a little awkwardly, glancing up at Stormpaw as though she thought he might think she was...strange. Stormpaw knew that she could be a little annoying sometimes. At least, she hadn't before...but she did now. It was funny how annoying the she cat imagined herself to be, although she really wasn't too bad. Oh! I should probably ask if I'm bothering him or not, or something...cause he looks a little...strange. Am I annoying him? Oh no, I hope not...Stormpaw thought, with a wince. She hated it when she thought she was bothering another cat. It made her feel lousy, as in lower than anything else. Almost as low as the ground, although not quite. "I'm not- I'm not bothering you, am I? If you have something else to do, you don't...you don't have to be nice to me, you know, you can tell me..." Stormpaw mewed, shifting her weight. She tried to summon a small smile, but failed. Why was it so hard for her to just smile at him? It shouldn't be...this should be very, very easy for her. And yet somehow, she wasn't quite sure how, it was awkward. And it felt strange. The silver she cat had caught his earlier frown, which had started her wondering if she had bothered or offended him in some way. That would be just perfect...just what she needed, an enemy. It's what I always wanted, She thought sarcastically. Fox dung! Stormpaw, why can't you be more friendly? Couldn't you at least smile once in a while, or say something nice? She thought angrily, lashing her tail. "I like your name..." She mewed awkwardly, before sighing. Great, that just sounded like she was complimenting herself. They had the same name, after all...this was just going downhill. Great. Think of something else Stormpaw, cause he's definitely not going to like you now. She thought with a sigh, the tip of her silver tail moving nervously.

Stormpaw honestly wanted to just dig a hole and stay there. He hated awkwardness so much, it made things so frustrating. It just made conversations and the atmosphere....awkward. "You're not bothering me! I don't really have anything else to do", Stormpaw said, smiling half-heartedly. His smile wasn't quite real nor warming, but there was a bit of friendlyness in it. Stormpaw stared at the ground, feeling the atmosphere between them getting awkward. When Stormpaw stated she liked his name, Stormpaw couldn't help but stare at her with a face that said, 'really?'. He immediately realised what was written across his face and wiped it off, replacing it with a somewhat friendly expression, though it was rather forced. Oh no! I hope I haven't hurt her!, Stormpaw thought, feeling quite worried. But seriously, who wouldn't have that kind of face on? Stormpaw and Stormpaw had the same name, she was basically saying that she liked her own name. Stormpaw could've said anything but that, but the words seemed to just slip out. Stormpaw opened his mouth to reply, he was about to make a comment about how they shared the same name but, due to his kind brain, decided to stop him from potentially hurting her feelings. "I like your name too", Stormpaw said. The stormy coloured tom suddenly realised what he had just said. He felt so stupid. Oh my gosh Stormpaw, you just complimented your own name!, Stormpaw thought. And he was the one who had been thinking about how....strange it sounded when Stormpaw said she liked his name. The apprentice wanted to smack himself, clearing not proud of what had slipped out.
(I laughed writing that)

[SuspiciousMindz]

Suspiciousmindz
Honeypaw padded out of the apprentice's den. Her pelt was smooth and it seemed to almost glint in the sunlight. The tabby apprentice had been cleaning her pelt earlier when she was back in the den, liked to look her best. Honeypaw looked down at her paws, noticing the ground was still slightly stained red. The battle that had happened a few days ago had still shocked and horrified her. She had earned herself a few scratches but there wasn't really anything more serious then that. The ginger tabby she cat shook away those negative thoughts out of her head. She had to think of the present and be the positive and happy she cat she was. Honeypaw walked over to the fresh kill pile, carefully picking through the choices, looking for something that would keep her energized yet still be small. She found a small squirrel and decided to take it. Honeypaw grabbed the squirrel in her mouth, being careful not to knock over anything in the pile, she started to walk over to a quiet spot away from the dens and bustling cats.
Hiddenpaw was nearly warrior status. It was only a matter of days now, hopefully long enough he'd have his fur back to it's normal sleek shine and his cuts and scraps to heal. The day he'd been looking forward to forever would not be ruined by his disaster of a pelt right now. Whitewing's training paid good in the battle against his own clan. He had fought hard against his old leader and with Skyclan, happy that he wasn't the only one seeing wrong in the old leaders ways. The cream and white tabby was simply laying in a sunny patch close the apprentice den, where most of the apprentices liked to hang around. The snow that misted the ground was slowly melting in the patch he chose, which was a relief to his pads. They were sore and the cold ground and snow didn't help with it. As his tongue rasped across his pelt, his amber gaze settled on a familiar pelt walking away from the fresh-kill pile. Honeypaw. Pricking his alabaster ears, he paused his grooming and watched until she was in ear-shot. "Honeypaw!" he greeted his fellow apprentice, tail tip twitching somewhat happily. He always seemed in a fairly good mood until his family was brought up, but even then he showed strength in everything he did.

[Mango]

Cuckookit stretched as sunlight filtered into the den, it was morning and that's all that mattered. He stood up, he hadn't been permitted to leave the nursery yet, but he was permitted to go anywhere in the nursery. He lept to his paws," Anyone want to play?" he asked (He's one moon old so don't get too rough)

[Drago Victinius Bloodward]

Dawnfrost said nothing else--she simply gave Icekit another soft lick.
( Goose ) the sun just started to appear over the horizon when iceclaw body was taken away for burial redclaw watched them take his dead twin brother away then stood and stretched and looked around for his apprentice icekit and cherrykit had stayed awake but now that iceclaws body was taken away they let out huge yawns clearly tired stoneheart too had stayed awake

[WildWarriors]

MapleWhisker walked slowly into the warriors den and headed towards her nest

[WildWarriors]

she curled up and pushed her nose into her thick tail

[Empress Of Evil]

Hiddenpaw was nearly warrior status. It was only a matter of days now, hopefully long enough he'd have his fur back to it's normal sleek shine and his cuts and scraps to heal. The day he'd been looking forward to forever would not be ruined by his disaster of a pelt right now. Whitewing's training paid good in the battle against his own clan. He had fought hard against his old leader and with Skyclan, happy that he wasn't the only one seeing wrong in the old leaders ways. The cream and white tabby was simply laying in a sunny patch close the apprentice den, where most of the apprentices liked to hang around. The snow that misted the ground was slowly melting in the patch he chose, which was a relief to his pads. They were sore and the cold ground and snow didn't help with it. As his tongue rasped across his pelt, his amber gaze settled on a familiar pelt walking away from the fresh-kill pile. Honeypaw. Pricking his alabaster ears, he paused his grooming and watched until she was in ear-shot. "Honeypaw!" he greeted his fellow apprentice, tail tip twitching somewhat happily. He always seemed in a fairly good mood until his family was brought up, but even then he showed strength in everything he did.

Honeypaw sat down in the shaded spot, a large branch arched over her head. The ginger tabby felt her paws getting rather numb as they were planted into the cold snow. She looked up as she suddenly heard someone saying her name, her ears perking to attention. She looked around in the direction that the voice came from, her gaze landed on a certain cream coloured tom. "Hello Hiddenpaw!", Honeypaw greeted back politely. Honeypaw had always found herself starting a conversation politely. It showed good manners. The apprentice wasn't one of those cats who were crazy about manners and being posh and fancy, she just thought that politeness was a nice thing to put in when talking. Honeypaw's kindness and politeness tended to give other toms the wrong idea. Honeypaw wasn't really interested in the toms that fell for her, there were too many anyway and she didn't really like having more then one follower or crush. Unfortunately for Honeypaw, she sometimes falls for more than one tom, it disappoints her quite a bit. "How are you today?", Honeypaw asked, letting the tips of her mouth curve up into a friendly smile. She thought about whether she should ask Hiddenpaw if he wanted to share her piece of prey with her, but she decided to ask later and let him respond to her question first.

[WildWarriors]

She stood up slowly and exited the den, her hunger was beginning to make her stomach ache

[WildWarriors]

MapleWhisker padded slowly to the freshkill pile to get a mouse to eat before she went out hunting

[WildWarriors]

she sat by the warriors den and began to tear through the mouse

[WildWarriors]

she cleaned her paws thoroughly before pelting out of the camp to hunt

[lone]

Stormpaw honestly wanted to just dig a hole and stay there. He hated awkwardness so much, it made things so frustrating. It just made conversations and the atmosphere....awkward. "You're not bothering me! I don't really have anything else to do", Stormpaw said, smiling half-heartedly. His smile wasn't quite real nor warming, but there was a bit of friendlyness in it. Stormpaw stared at the ground, feeling the atmosphere between them getting awkward. When Stormpaw stated she liked his name, Stormpaw couldn't help but stare at her with a face that said, 'really?'. He immediately realised what was written across his face and wiped it off, replacing it with a somewhat friendly expression, though it was rather forced. Oh no! I hope I haven't hurt her!, Stormpaw thought, feeling quite worried. But seriously, who wouldn't have that kind of face on? Stormpaw and Stormpaw had the same name, she was basically saying that she liked her own name. Stormpaw could've said anything but that, but the words seemed to just slip out. Stormpaw opened his mouth to reply, he was about to make a comment about how they shared the same name but, due to his kind brain, decided to stop him from potentially hurting her feelings. "I like your name too", Stormpaw said. The stormy coloured tom suddenly realised what he had just said. He felt so stupid. Oh my gosh Stormpaw, you just complimented your own name!, Stormpaw thought. And he was the one who had been thinking about how....strange it sounded when Stormpaw said she liked his name. The apprentice wanted to smack himself, clearing not proud of what had slipped out.


(I laughed writing that)
Stormpaw smiled a little, beginning to relax a little bit more. What he was saying sounded genuine...and he had been so nice to her so far. Perhaps there was nothing to worry about, maybe she was just making something out of nothing- which was something she considered herself to do too often. "Oh. Well I'm glad, because you seem really nice and I would hate to bother you..." Stormpaw mewed, with a half smile. It was the most real one she had given him so far, and for a moment her blue hues lit up along with it before they went back to their original, more nervous state. Stormpaw shifted uncomfortably, catching his expression...no! Oh, why am I such a mouse brain sometimes! No- why am I such a mouse-brain all the time! I knew that was a stupid thing to say...and now I have annoyed him! She thought, looking at him pleadingly and tensing up. Every part of her seemed to be so tense that it was impossible for her to move, and her face became emotionless, her blue hues clouded over with a sort of film that blocked him from seeing what she could be thinking. This was replaced by an expression of amusement and surprise as he stated the same thing she had said a moment ago. A laugh slipped from her maw and she stopped, realizing she could offend him by doing so. "Oh! Well...thanks, I suppose," She mewed with another smile. She had begun to relax much more, and although her hues remained guarded from his earlier expression, her posture was not quite as rigid and tense as it had been before. It was hard to tell quite what Stormpaw was feeling...and in fact, she was confused herself. She was unsure what to make of him. One moment he had looked at her as though she were an idiot, and the next he had made the same remark. We'll see. She thought, with the slightest twitch of her tail as her blue hues looked over him.

[seasalt]

Snow! Leafkit was astonished at the white, bright substances. Cautiously, he paws at the snow, it felt cold to the touch, and sent coldness shock throughout his body, which made him yelp in surprise, tripping over his back paws, landing in the ice cold substance. He winced, the coldness of the snow, seeping into his fur. The tom kit chuckled at his clumsiness, stumbling back up, trying to shake the snow off, and now only flakes of snow were still splashed on his fluffy pelt. A bit of snow was one the tip of his nose, making his wrinkle his maw in amazement. Snow was like a dove, beautiful, graceful, but quite deadly, wait, dove's aren't dangerous, they're prey! Leafkit sighed, lifting his maw to look at the falling snow, with their graceful approach to the ground. How were they so graceful, when he, was the clumsiest kit in the clan? Snow is just a substance, they couldn't be clumsy in falling slowly. Leafkit fluffed out his fur, the remainder of the snow in his pelt falling to the ground, but small flakes of snow floated down ontop of him, so he knew it was no use in shaking it out, more would come, at-least by fluffing out his pelt, he would be warm, warmer than he was before.
open~

[Crumbleless]

Copperpaw stretched her sore muscles aching as she padded out of the apprentices den towards Redclaw, Iceclaw, Stoneheart, Danwfrost and the kits. The battle had made her tired and that was it. "Are you going to be ok?" She mewed as she brushed past Stoneheart.
Iceclaw

[SuspiciousMindz]

Honeypaw sat down in the shaded spot, a large branch arched over her head. The ginger tabby felt her paws getting rather numb as they were planted into the cold snow. She looked up as she suddenly heard someone saying her name, her ears perking to attention. She looked around in the direction that the voice came from, her gaze landed on a certain cream coloured tom. "Hello Hiddenpaw!", Honeypaw greeted back politely. Honeypaw had always found herself starting a conversation politely. It showed good manners. The apprentice wasn't one of those cats who were crazy about manners and being posh and fancy, she just thought that politeness was a nice thing to put in when talking. Honeypaw's kindness and politeness tended to give other toms the wrong idea. Honeypaw wasn't really interested in the toms that fell for her, there were too many anyway and she didn't really like having more then one follower or crush. Unfortunately for Honeypaw, she sometimes falls for more than one tom, it disappoints her quite a bit. "How are you today?", Honeypaw asked, letting the tips of her mouth curve up into a friendly smile. She thought about whether she should ask Hiddenpaw if he wanted to share her piece of prey with her, but she decided to ask later and let him respond to her question first.
Hiddenpaw straightened up, sitting with his head raised and his amber hues glowing. His pelt didn't look awful, although he wished that he had done better before he called out to Honeypaw. Thoughts aside from that, he flicked his ears in greeting before letting her settle herself close by or wherever she decided to sit. "I'm doing better honestly," he replied, his thoughts trailing back to his upcoming ceremony. He couldn't wait for Ashstar to announce it now. When Ratnight rules, Hiddenpaw purposely held himself back to avoid being named a warrior from him as long as possible, although Skyclan coming was a life saver for the young tom-cat. He didn't have to hold himself back any more and instead enjoyed his last days as an apprentice. Soon he'd be caught up in other things. The cream and alabaster apprentice allowed his amber hues to settle solely on her again. "How about you?" Between his responses, there was merely a heartbeat of his thoughts even though it seemed like so many flowed through his mind all at once.

[Rockstar]

( Goose ) the sun just started to appear over the horizon when iceclaw body was taken away for burial redclaw watched them take his dead twin brother away then stood and stretched and looked around for his apprentice icekit and cherrykit had stayed awake but now that iceclaws body was taken away they let out huge yawns clearly tired stoneheart too had stayed awake

Dawnfrost finally lowered her head in exhaustion once the vigil was over. All of this had taken more out of her than she thought.

She looked and saw that all of her kits had stayed awake all night, and she couldn't help but feel proud of them that they stayed so strong for their father.

"Come, little ones," she murmured, gathering the kits to lead them to the nursery, "time to sleep now. I'm so proud of you all."

Greykit and Lightningkit trudged after their mother, clearly exhausted.

[doghouse]

Pink Orca!
Stormkit sat down, then looked around. She felt quite bored, and wasn't sure there was much of anything to do. She wanted to play, but as the mottled black and white she-kit looked around, she noticed how everyone already seemed to be playing in their own little groups, leaving Stormkit alone. Sometimes, she didn't mind being alone so much, but today she felt restless, and just needed to play.

After a while thinking over what to do about the horrible boredom, she finally decided what to do, and the molly stood up, raising her head and tail high. “Does anybody wanna play with me?” she asked, her voice quavering slightly as she spoke the words aloud. She didn't normally sound so weak like that, though it was true, she was quite weak.

She tilted her small head, waiting for a response, though the kit very highly doubted she would ever get a response to that question, though, it was possible she would, though she hardly thought so. Stormkit sat down and began staring at her paws, scuffling at the dirt with neat and tiny paws.

[Ludicrous Lunacy]

Pink Orca!
Stormkit sat down, then looked around. She felt quite bored, and wasn't sure there was much of anything to do. She wanted to play, but as the mottled black and white she-kit looked around, she noticed how everyone already seemed to be playing in their own little groups, leaving Stormkit alone. Sometimes, she didn't mind being alone so much, but today she felt restless, and just needed to play.

After a while thinking over what to do about the horrible boredom, she finally decided what to do, and the molly stood up, raising her head and tail high. “Does anybody wanna play with me?” she asked, her voice quavering slightly as she spoke the words aloud. She didn't normally sound so weak like that, though it was true, she was quite weak.

She tilted her small head, waiting for a response, though the kit very highly doubted she would ever get a response to that question, though, it was possible she would, though she hardly thought so. Stormkit sat down and began staring at her paws, scuffling at the dirt with neat and tiny paws.
Remorakit lifted their head. "Want to or can?" They rubbed their eye with a grey paw and added, "I want to, but I don't know... How. And anyway, it's not like I've ever needed to know." They shot a resentful look at the other kits and shook their head. "I'm too weird for it, ask anyone." They examined their paw awkwardly. "Sorry if I interrupted anything... Your question seemed open ended..."

[Drago Victinius Bloodward]

Dawnfrost finally lowered her head in exhaustion once the vigil was over. All of this had taken more out of her than she thought.

She looked and saw that all of her kits had stayed awake all night, and she couldn't help but feel proud of them that they stayed so strong for their father.

"Come, little ones," she murmured, gathering the kits to lead them to the nursery, "time to sleep now. I'm so proud of you all."

Greykit and Lightningkit trudged after their mother, clearly exhausted.
Cherrykit followed but icekit stayed where she was staring at her fathers blood that was seeping into the ground

[Drago Victinius Bloodward]

Copperpaw stretched her sore muscles aching as she padded out of the apprentices den towards Redclaw, Iceclaw, Stoneheart, Danwfrost and the kits. The battle had made her tired and that was it. "Are you going to be ok?" She mewed as she brushed past Stoneheart.
Iceclaw
Stoneheart nodded absently then redclaw spotting his apprentice padded towards her "are you ready for your assessment" he asked

[Crumbleless]

Stoneheart nodded absently then redclaw spotting his apprentice padded towards her "are you ready for your assessment" he asked.
Copperpaw grinned ever-so slightly. "Of course!" The she-cat mewed her tail lifting into the air. Redclaw had taught her so much and the near warrior was excited to get her mind off of the fact she couldn't believe that cats have died.

[Drago Victinius Bloodward]

Copperpaw grinned ever-so slightly. "Of course!" The she-cat mewed her tail lifting into the air. Redclaw had taught her so much and the near warrior was excited to get her mind off of the fact she couldn't believe that cats have died.
"Then lets go" he said roughly his eyes were bloodshot from crying and his pelt was unkempt but he walked with the same dignity and strength he always had he turned and led the way to the entrance (to the territory)

[lone]

Apurva tilted her head in surprise as he jumped away from her, and she hoped she hadn't somehow hurt his feelings or scared him, though if it was either of those things, she had no idea how she'd done it exactly. She watched him for a few heartbeats, then shifted her gaze to something else, now getting a bit more uncomfortable as she sat near him while he groomed his pelt. She felt sort of bad that he'd helped groom her fur, and she wasn't helping him groom his fur, but decided it was best she didn't. Instead she remained silent, not talking. She was getting uncomfortable and bored, so the molly occupied herself by kneading the mossy nest underneath her paws with long curved claws, her eyes clouded over by thought. She yawned, then settled on to her side in the nest, glad that she could take a rest from sitting, as she was a bit tired from the battle, though she doubted that she was as exhausted as Timberpaw. She sighed, resting her head on her paws and half closed. She felt like saying something, just start up a conversation when she noticed that he'd stopped grooming his fur and had a slightly goofy grin upon his maw. She was pretending not to be looking, but when he cleared his throat and looked away, she dropped the act of not looking away. She tilted her head quizzically, her eyes questioning. “D-did y-you ne-need me f-for s-something?” she asked nervously, stuttering from both her nervousness and the cold. She looked away, ready to rise to her paws at a moment's notice of things got any more uncomfortable. Even now, it took a a lot of her trust to lay down in a den full of strangers and not run out due to fear of being attacked. She knew that Timberpaw was never going to attack her, and she trusted him with her life. Apurva could tell that he wasn't trying to make her nervous, she'd just never seen that look on his face, and it'd startled her, that's all. The pretty calico looked at his pelt, which was now clean and glossy, giving him quite a handsome appearance, at least, to her. Maybe he didn't look that way to others, but it didn't matter. He looked handsome to her, which made her feel a bit more nervous, though she swallowed and tried to gather her courage, which worked well, as she stopped trembling, though her fur felt hot and there was an odd fluttering feeling in her chest, like the feeble wingbeats of a small hummingbird. Why do I feel so strange around him? Isn't it normal to be around a cat? Why should I feel this way? She wondered, wishing she knew why she felt this way whenever they she was around him.

Timberpaw looked back towards her, his green hues suddenly filled with concern and worry. "Apurva! Are you okay, are you cold? Is something wrong?" He asked suddenly, getting to his paws at a fairly quick speed; he didn't quite leap up, he didn't want her to think he was being overanxious...although he was...but he didn't want her to think he didn't care at all. The tom padded at a medium speed, gently sitting down beside Apurva once again. His tail accidentally brushed up against her and he felt a sharp electric jolt, as though someone had bitten straight through his tail. The tom bit back a mew of pain, although it wasn't needed, as the feeling quite soon faded to a warmth that was like no other. It was as though the rays of greenleaf were casting down on his pelt and warming it straight though. Timberpaw began to purr in contentment, and for once, he was glad about these strange feelings. Although he didn't understand their purpose, for the moment being at least...he was glad to have them. As well as unsure of what he would do if he didn't. Well for one thing, I'd be freezing again. This pelt is super useful for greenleaf, but leafbare? Not so much. Timberpaw thought with a grimace, the tip of his tail flicking. "You know, I could always...well, I could always try and warm you up. If you want me to, I mean. I- I can go away too, if that's what you want, cause I don't want to upset you or anything...don't want to give you a...bad impression of ThunderClan. B-but if you want me to, I'll...I'll do it," Timberpaw offered. It was an awkward way to do so, but at least he had done it. Now all that was left was to wait for Apurva's answer. He was unsure of what she would say. But from that violent stutter, if it had been from the cold, Timberpaw guessed she would agree.

[lone]

@starfall (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=72)

Falconclaw sat in the clearing, the brown tabby feeling an icy wind blow across his short pelt again. The tom grumbled to himself, wrapping his tail tightly around himself in an attempt to keep out the cold wind. The chilly weather didn't agree with him. Never has, never will. He thought firmly, as another icy blast went through him. A shudder went down his spine and he wished, not for the first time, that his pelt was just a little longer. Just long enough so that he could warm up without having to cower in a corner like some sort of kittypet. Still, long furred cats had it harder in greenleaf. At least in greenleaf I'm not burning up. I'd rather be cold then hot, hot is miserable. Falconclaw thought with a grunt. He glanced around at the other cats in the clearing.

He wondered if any of them knew he had been fighting to protect their Clan, fighting to keep them safe from intruders. He doubted it. And besides, even if they did know, didn't everyone? He was fairly sure that everyone had been fighting for their Clan...minus the few traitors who had believed the tom's words about fighting for StarClan. Falconclaw wasn't a Dark Forest supporter...he believed in StarClan, he had been raised that way. But when strange cats came into his home saying that they fought for StarClan and that they were going to 'free' them, what else could he do? He didn't feel oppressed...not once had he felt as though his life were miserable under Ratnight's reign. Falconclaw sighed, his tail beginning to twitch and he curled it tighter around his paws, feeling the chilly air blast at him again. Once more he wished for a thicker pelt, heat or no heat in greenleaf. It would come in handy at the moment, and that was all Falconclaw wanted.

[lone]

@Hexict (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=20)

Hawkfeather sat in the clearing, the tabby curling her tail around her paws. The she cat's blue hues, which were normally full of life and wonder, were just slightly duller then normal. She didn't look too happy with...well, with anything, really. After all that had happened she was confused. And she felt strange...she was confused about what she wanted to do now. Was it really so hard to figure out how she should be feeling about this? It seemed pretty black and white to her, although with the confusion and frustration that it was causing her...maybe it wasn't so much that after all. Hawkfeather yawned, stretching out, her tabby pelt rippling for a moment before she straightened back up, her spine realigning itself with her new position. What now? I could always go hunting...but that's not much fun on my own. I don't know where Wrenclaw is, or I would talk to him again...so I guess I'll just stay here and wait for something to happen. Something interesting can't be that far away, right? Hawkfeather thought, the tip of her tail twitching anxiously. She hated this. This feeling of boredom, and helplessness...it had come upon her so suddenly and she wasn't quite sure how to get rid of it. The she cat yawned again, ivory fangs and pale pink tongue revealed before she closed her maw and they were hidden away once more. The she cat curled her tail more tightly around herself in an attempt to shut out the cold air, but it was no easy battle...she was finding it harder to keep herself warm. This was a harsh leafbare, and it being only her second one, she still wasn't quite accustomed to the harsh cold. She hated it...every bit of it. The cold made her feel helpless and sick, although she didn't wish it to be that way. I hope something happens soon, because otherwise I might just...do something...myself, Hawkfeather thought, shivering as another blast of cold air hit her.

Kestrelkit sat in another part of the clearing, the young tan kit wrapping her own tail around herself. She was able to keep herself warmer much easier, and she breathed a sigh of relief as she huddled where the cold winds couldn't touch her. Even she needed to have moments of weakness sometimes. She couldn't always be a strong willed, sharp tongued young kit. But if anyone comments, I'll ask them what they're doing over here. That ought to shut them up. Kestrelkit thought in a satisfied manner. Her brown hues twinkled a little as she recalled the fierce argument she had gotten into just a moon ago, over the cold weather. She didn't like that cat.
At all. They made her uncomfortable and besides, they always looked like they had something to hide. The small kit huddled tighter into her hiding space, shivering a little for although the cold air couldn't touch her, the freezing stone cold. Besides, the ground was cold as well. What good is having a thick pelt if it doesn't keep out the cold? Kestrelkit thought with a snort, trying her best to stay as warm as possible. Although she didn't mind the cold as much, this was her first leafbare...and it was proving to take it's toll on her. Still, Kestrelkit didn't mind it so much. It really wasn't as bad as she had imagined and besides...it wouldn't kill her. At least, not as far as she knew.
She didn't think it would. But if it does, I'll have learned a valuable lesson. I'll be dead; but I will have learned something. I won't be cold if I'm dead, though, Kestrelkit thought with a smirk. The kit was able to look on the bright side of things...a rare ability with her general disposition, but she defied pretty much any stereotype she could come across. Stereotypes bothered Kestrelkit. A lot. They made her feel like there was something wrong with her if she wasn't a part of any one of them. Kestrelkit's sharp brown hues swept the clearing, almost daring any other cat to come close to her and taunt her for being hidden in such a crowded place. Either that, or she was secretly hoping someone would. It was getting quite boring all by herself.

[Rockstar]

Cherrykit followed but icekit stayed where she was staring at her fathers blood that was seeping into the ground

Dawnfrost padded back over to Icekit, and gave her another soft lick before lifting her by the scruff. "Come, little one, it's time to sleep."

[Spirit]

@DapplePelt Leaf
Yewkit peered over at her mother. She had never understood why she hated Heatherkit so much. Wasn't she her own? Didn't mothers love their kits no matter what they did? "Sorry Heatherkit" Yewkit whispered, hoping her mother didn't hear. She didn't like when any of her siblings got picked on. She might be the mos brutal of them all, but she -did- care

[Spirit]

@Pink Orca! I hope it's okay I butt in :)

Lightkit entered the nursery. He didn't exactly expect see any known faces. He always got saddened upon entering, knowing that had it been any other kit, their mother would welcome them. But Lightkit knew by now that his mother was dead, and it was partly his fault. She died at birth after all.
However, there -was- a known face. His brother.
"Hello Remorakit" he said, and without asking, bumped down to lay beside him. "Excited to be an apprentice soon?" He asked

[Starfall]

@starfall (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=72)


Falconclaw sat in the clearing, the brown tabby feeling an icy wind blow across his short pelt again. The tom grumbled to himself, wrapping his tail tightly around himself in an attempt to keep out the cold wind. The chilly weather didn't agree with him. Never has, never will. He thought firmly, as another icy blast went through him. A shudder went down his spine and he wished, not for the first time, that his pelt was just a little longer. Just long enough so that he could warm up without having to cower in a corner like some sort of kittypet. Still, long furred cats had it harder in greenleaf. At least in greenleaf I'm not burning up. I'd rather be cold then hot, hot is miserable. Falconclaw thought with a grunt. He glanced around at the other cats in the clearing.


He wondered if any of them knew he had been fighting to protect their Clan, fighting to keep them safe from intruders. He doubted it. And besides, even if they did know, didn't everyone? He was fairly sure that everyone had been fighting for their Clan...minus the few traitors who had believed the tom's words about fighting for StarClan. Falconclaw wasn't a Dark Forest supporter...he believed in StarClan, he had been raised that way. But when strange cats came into his home saying that they fought for StarClan and that they were going to 'free' them, what else could he do? He didn't feel oppressed...not once had he felt as though his life were miserable under Ratnight's reign. Falconclaw sighed, his tail beginning to twitch and he curled it tighter around his paws, feeling the chilly air blast at him again. Once more he wished for a thicker pelt, heat or no heat in greenleaf. It would come in handy at the moment, and that was all Falconclaw wanted.
Amberwish pushed her way through the gorse tunnel, letting out a little grunt as a tuft of her fur caught onto the spiny leaves. The ginger molly made her way to the fresh kill pile, two medium sized mice dangled from her jaws as she bounced the last few mouse-lengths. She dropped her kill onto the pile and sniffed around, hoping to find something warm. Finally she found what she was looking for, a plump quail. The molly smiled and picked it up, her mouth watering at the taste of it. She raked her amber gaze across the clearing hoping to find a nice spot, anywhere really, the cold didn't truly bother her, she had a fairly thick pelt, it was the heat that kill's her, she can't stand it.
Amberwish spotted a tom, who seemed very, very, cold. 'He must have a thin pelt....well, he is my clanmate so I should go warm him up.' she thought, nodding her head before making her way to the tom. She dropped the kill in-front of the tom and smiled "Hello, you looked cold, so I've decided to keep you company. I also brought you a warm piece of prey, oh but we'll share it because I kinda want some too." she laughed as she layed herself next to Falconclaw and took a bite 'I hope he isn't a dark forest supporter.....I've had enough of those warriors, always trying to pass on their wicked ways to a young cat.' she thought, digging her claws into the ground in anger 'I'll wipe them all out! So many innocent cats died because of them, and I bet that was their goal too, Stupid pieces of crowfood!' she though bitterly, she turned her amber gaze upon her companion "You better not be a dark forest supporter, I'll claw you if you are." she declared as her tail lashed back and fourth, her amber eyes flashed with menace as she awaited the tom's answer.

[Maplefur]

@spirited darkness

Maplefur padded out of the warriors den, wincing as pain lashed through her leg. She gave it a stretch, glancing around the clearing before padding over to the fresh kill pile. There wasn't much on it yet, as it was still early in the morning. The prey is already so thin... She thought, grabbing a scrawny mouse and walking to a sunny spot to lay down. The molly was beyond frustrated with her injury, wishing it would go away already. Then again, it's supposed to be healed by now... She couldn't deny that her limp would probably stay with her until she herself went to join Starclan. Pushing these thoughts away, she ate her meal in a few bites, then began her morning grooming. Carefully smoothing her fur down, her eyes scanned the clearing as she did so.

I wonder if Apurva would like to visit Blade today? Maplefur wondered vaguely. I don't think anything important will be happening at camp, and we can always hunt on the way back... She was dying to see her sister and fill Fria in on all that had happened- her mate, the fire, Ratnight, and the battle that finally ended the evil era. She was curious as to how her sister was doing- last Maplefur had seen of Fria, she was already talking about kits! Though, I can't say I haven't thought about kits either, She thought, staring across camp with a smile. Back on task! She scolded herself, getting up to her paws and looking around for Apurva. They would need to leave soon in order to have a decent amount of time at the house, and it would take longer than normal with Maplefur's limp.

[lone]

Amberwish pushed her way through the gorse tunnel, letting out a little grunt as a tuft of her fur caught onto the spiny leaves. The ginger molly made her way to the fresh kill pile, two medium sized mice dangled from her jaws as she bounced the last few mouse-lengths. She dropped her kill onto the pile and sniffed around, hoping to find something warm. Finally she found what she was looking for, a plump quail. The molly smiled and picked it up, her mouth watering at the taste of it. She raked her amber gaze across the clearing hoping to find a nice spot, anywhere really, the cold didn't truly bother her, she had a fairly thick pelt, it was the heat that kill's her, she can't stand it.


Amberwish spotted a tom, who seemed very, very, cold. 'He must have a thin pelt....well, he is my clanmate so I should go warm him up.' she thought, nodding her head before making her way to the tom. She dropped the kill in-front of the tom and smiled "Hello, you looked cold, so I've decided to keep you company. I also brought you a warm piece of prey, oh but we'll share it because I kinda want some too." she laughed as she layed herself next to Falconclaw and took a bite 'I hope he isn't a dark forest supporter.....I've had enough of those warriors, always trying to pass on their wicked ways to a young cat.' she thought, digging her claws into the ground in anger 'I'll wipe them all out! So many innocent cats died because of them, and I bet that was their goal too, Stupid pieces of crowfood!' she though bitterly, she turned her amber gaze upon her companion "You better not be a dark forest supporter, I'll claw you if you are." she declared as her tail lashed back and fourth, her amber eyes flashed with menace as she awaited the tom's answer.

The brown tabby looked up in surprise as Amberwish approached him. His green hues scanned her, almost warily as he looked for any signs of hostility in her eyes. However, she had a fairly friendly looking expression and she was speaking in a nice tone, so Falconclaw assumed that the she cat meant him no harm. Besides, she looked as though she would make a powerful enemy; and wasn't it better to have friends or allies rather then enemies? "Oh hello. Thank you, your company is much appreciated...and thank you for offering to share, I do enjoy quail." The tom smiled, an odd sort of half smile that didn't look anything close to the real thing. But at her next accusation, his eyes narrowed dangerously. It was obvious he was not pleased by her comment. No longer feeling quite so cold, Falconclaw looked at her in a sharp manner.
"I'm no Dark Forest supporter. And I don't believe that you have any right to accuse me of being one. I defended my Clan, yes; because I do not believe that we should have trusted strangers." Falconclaw hissed sharply, his green hues flashing with frustration and anger. He didn't like being accused of being a Dark Forest supporter. Although...was he really a StarClan supporter? He had always just sort of grown up believing in them, he had never...never really thought about believing in anything else. Or supporting the Dark Forest. Is there something else besides the two? Something else to believe in, something that we should be putting our trust in other than StarClan? The tom thought with a flick of his tail, his green hues curious. He wasn't quite sure what to think. Everything seemed to be so confused and mixed up...
He turned his green hues back on Amberwish, and his tail began to twitch in a violent manner. He wouldn't hurt her; even when defending his Clan, he had never once struck a clanmate. He would never think of doing something like that. He awaited her response...he was unsure whether to honestly trust Amberwish now. Why had she accused him of being a Dark Forest supporter? Did he look like one to her?

[doghouse]

Timberpaw looked back towards her, his green hues suddenly filled with concern and worry. "Apurva! Are you okay, are you cold? Is something wrong?" He asked suddenly, getting to his paws at a fairly quick speed; he didn't quite leap up, he didn't want her to think he was being overanxious...although he was...but he didn't want her to think he didn't care at all. The tom padded at a medium speed, gently sitting down beside Apurva once again. His tail accidentally brushed up against her and he felt a sharp electric jolt, as though someone had bitten straight through his tail. The tom bit back a mew of pain, although it wasn't needed, as the feeling quite soon faded to a warmth that was like no other. It was as though the rays of greenleaf were casting down on his pelt and warming it straight though. Timberpaw began to purr in contentment, and for once, he was glad about these strange feelings. Although he didn't understand their purpose, for the moment being at least...he was glad to have them. As well as unsure of what he would do if he didn't. Well for one thing, I'd be freezing again. This pelt is super useful for greenleaf, but leafbare? Not so much. Timberpaw thought with a grimace, the tip of his tail flicking. "You know, I could always...well, I could always try and warm you up. If you want me to, I mean. I- I can go away too, if that's what you want, cause I don't want to upset you or anything...don't want to give you a...bad impression of ThunderClan. B-but if you want me to, I'll...I'll do it," Timberpaw offered. It was an awkward way to do so, but at least he had done it. Now all that was left was to wait for Apurva's answer. He was unsure of what she would say. But from that violent stutter, if it had been from the cold, Timberpaw guessed she would agree.

Apurva was quite surprised by the sudden worry in his hes, and she tilted her head to one side. “I-I'm fi-?” she started to say, then broke off, even more confused than before as Timberpaw got up. She realized that she was cold, but how could he help her with that? It was leaf-bare, and anyways, his fur was shorter than hers, so really, he must be even colder than she. Then she was even more confused as Timberpaw got up and sat down next to her again, and when his tail brushed against her pelt, she felt an odd feeling that made her feel weird. Maybe I'm getting sick.... Maybe that's why I've been feeling so strange.... She thought, then realized that it did help a bit, having Timberpaw next to her. It felt strange, yes, but also good. Apurva wasn't sure how, or why, but it felt good to be next to him, just escaping the frigid temperatures. She sighed, flicking the tip of her tail uncertainly, not really sure what to do about this. She realized after moment that she was no longer cold, and instead felt quite warm, as if she'd been laying on a rock in the sun during Greenleaf. She didn't really want him to get up, and for a moment, she wasn't sure what he'd meant, and Apurva cast him a questioning glance, then looked down, feeling embarrassed. She wasn't sure quite how to respond to this, and she gave her chest fur a couple of embarrassed licks. “N-no, you don't have to leave... It f-feels with y-you here.” she replied, still stuttering a lot. It was difficult not to stutter, and her voice was fainter than she would've liked, but that wasn't important. She let her side press against his, and she rested her head on her paws again, yawning as she did. It was far warmer with Timberpaw there, and she knew that it wouldn't be ong before she fell asleep, though Apurva tried as hard as she could to keep awake. She shifted slightly and looked at Timberpaw, her green eyes intense. “Thanks” the molly and soon-to-be apprentice murmured, her voice barely a whisper. She blinked, but then closed her eyes and her breathing grew deeper and more even as she fell asleep in the nest, beside him, finally succumbing to the comforting darkness of sleep.

[Starfall]

The brown tabby looked up in surprise as Amberwish approached him. His green hues scanned her, almost warily as he looked for any signs of hostility in her eyes. However, she had a fairly friendly looking expression and she was speaking in a nice tone, so Falconclaw assumed that the she cat meant him no harm. Besides, she looked as though she would make a powerful enemy; and wasn't it better to have friends or allies rather then enemies? "Oh hello. Thank you, your company is much appreciated...and thank you for offering to share, I do enjoy quail." The tom smiled, an odd sort of half smile that didn't look anything close to the real thing. But at her next accusation, his eyes narrowed dangerously. It was obvious he was not pleased by her comment. No longer feeling quite so cold, Falconclaw looked at her in a sharp manner.

"I'm no Dark Forest supporter. And I don't believe that you have any right to accuse me of being one. I defended my Clan, yes; because I do not believe that we should have trusted strangers." Falconclaw hissed sharply, his green hues flashing with frustration and anger. He didn't like being accused of being a Dark Forest supporter. Although...was he really a StarClan supporter? He had always just sort of grown up believing in them, he had never...never really thought about believing in anything else. Or supporting the Dark Forest. Is there something else besides the two? Something else to believe in, something that we should be putting our trust in other than StarClan? The tom thought with a flick of his tail, his green hues curious. He wasn't quite sure what to think. Everything seemed to be so confused and mixed up...

He turned his green hues back on Amberwish, and his tail began to twitch in a violent manner. He wouldn't hurt her; even when defending his Clan, he had never once struck a clanmate. He would never think of doing something like that. He awaited her response...he was unsure whether to honestly trust Amberwish now. Why had she accused him of being a Dark Forest supporter? Did he look like one to her?
Amberwish didn't flinch when the other tom spat a response, danger raidiated off of the warrior, but she didn't take the warning, she refused to seem weak 'I fought off evildoers, I'm not running away just because someone decided to glare at me.' she thought angerly. She narrowed her eyes at the tom, her amber gaze got darker, menice danced in her amber flames "You watch your tone with me, and those strangers helped us. I admit, none of us were strong enough to fend off our evil leaders at the time. When Skyclan came it opened new doors for us all, now instead of whining and throwing a fit about it you can be thankful and happy that they helped save innocent lives." she said coldly, matching the other tom's glare with her own icy one. The ginger molly twitched her nose "I was just wondering anyways, it's hard to trust cats now a days, and besides it was just a question, no need to get snappy with me!" she snapped, anger flashed in her amber orbs. 'I can hold my own, it's gonna have to take a lot more than an icy glare, sharp claws, and good training to scare me off.' she thought, lifting her muzzle too look down at Falconclaw "Now maybe instead of snapping at your clanmate who decided to come over and warm you up, we could have a delightful conversation instead." she said coldly as she neatly wrapped her tail around her white paws, suppressing a shiver as a icy wind blew.

[AshtonTheRavenclaw]

To be put very plainly, the grey tabby was not a very social or nice cat and wasn't one to normally strike up any sort of conversation unless she wanted to fight. So she was already trying to ignore Meadowleaf by lazily grooming herself, completely dejecting the other female's existence all together because truly, she did not feel up to conversing with anyone. But then she heard a voice coming from the direction that the other cat was in, her ear slowly swiveling and her tongue stopping mid-lick, her muzzle twitching before she slowly looked over.
Is she talking to me?
Her yellow eyes flashed with a mild form of anger, pupils narrowing at the orange and white she-cat before she spoke up.
"We haven't met. I've never even heard of you before." Cormorantstone's voice was like gravel, not at all like the smooth, angelic voice of most other she-cats. Her muscles rippled beneath her pelt as she shifted to fully face the other female, an aggressive look in her eye.
"You've heard of me before though. I'm the best female warrior in this clan, Cormorantstone."
There was a look in those yellow eyes that seemed to challenge the other to deny her the title of best female warrior in the clan, a challenge to her to deny that she has heard of her before even though it was very probable that she hasn't. I dare you. Her mind growled lowly, but she kept silent, waiting for Meadowleaf to respond.

Meadowleaf thought for a bit, trying to remember if she's heard that name before. "I think I have heard of you before. I think I may have heard some apprentices talking about you." She finally responded, her voice polite. Her golden eyes stared back at Cormorantstone's yellow eyes. "But you do indeed look like you could be the strongest female warrior in the clan." She added, knowing that she wasn't nearly as strong as Cormorantstone. Meadowleaf could tell based on the amount of muscle Cormorantstone had that she worked a lot longer and harder than most warriors. I don't think that I would ever be able to be as strong as her. She thought. But she had to admit that she admired Cormorantstone's hard work for the clan. She does seem like a good addition to the clan. I certainly would never want to fight her in battle. Meadowleaf thought.

[doghouse]

Remorakit lifted their head. "Want to or can?" They rubbed their eye with a grey paw and added, "I want to, but I don't know... How. And anyway, it's not like I've ever needed to know." They shot a resentful look at the other kits and shook their head. "I'm too weird for it, ask anyone." They examined their paw awkwardly. "Sorry if I interrupted anything... Your question seemed open ended..."
Stormkit jumped slightly, then turned to face Remorakit. “N-no.” she stuttered, looking down. Few kits played with her as well, so she understood pretty well what Remorakit meant. “I-I don't r-really know how e-either, but we c-could just t-try?” she suggested, flicking the tip of her black and white dappled tail absentmindedly, staring down at her paws as she spoke.

[Ludicrous Lunacy]

Stormkit jumped slightly, then turned to face Remorakit. “N-no.” she stuttered, looking down. Few kits played with her as well, so she understood pretty well what Remorakit meant. “I-I don't r-really know how e-either, but we c-could just t-try?” she suggested, flicking the tip of her black and white dappled tail absentmindedly, staring down at her paws as she spoke.
"Sure." They paused, then meowed, "I bet I'm faster than you." They flicked their stormcloud-grey tail, olive eyes glinting slightly as they tipped their head. "I mean, unless you don't want to find out how badly I'll beat you." (sry short i gtg)

[doghouse]

"Sure." They paused, then meowed, "I bet I'm faster than you." They flicked their stormcloud-grey tail, olive eyes glinting slightly as they tipped their head. "I mean, unless you don't want to find out how badly I'll beat you." (sry short i gtg)
Stormkit stiffened, her eyes gleaming, gladly accepting the challenge. “You could be wrong. I couldwin” the dappled black and white kit said challenginingly, tilting their head. We need a start and a finish.... She thought, then repeated those thoughts to Remorakit, voicing her concerns.

[Ludicrous Lunacy]

Stormkit stiffened, her eyes gleaming, gladly accepting the challenge. “You could be wrong. I couldwin” the dappled black and white kit said challenginingly, tilting their head. We need a start and a finish.... She thought, then repeated those thoughts to Remorakit, voicing her concerns.
"We could use that end--" they gestured to the far wall, "as the start, and that end--" They indicated the opposite wall, "as the finish?" Remora looked back at Stormkit.