Smallpines

[lone]

Firepaw shook in fear as she called out her words. "Are you crazy?! What if it's some giant ShadowClan cat that the apprentices have talked about?!" he whispered, looking frantically in the direction his sister was. The firey orange tabby's fur floofed up, his green orbs wide and his pupils in narrow slits. He was terrified. "Come on, Kes, let's go..." he whispered, using his paw to tug at her shoulder so she would move, but he had a feeling she wouldn't budge. She was stubborn sometimes, but only he saw that about her. She was smart, she was mostly stoic, but around him she acted like a mother. He swallowed hard and tugged more. "Come on before someone sees us, let's go!" his whisper grew in volume as he tried to convince her to leave, to go home where they could be safe. Brush off all of this. He was ready to bolt when the sudden chirp of a squirrel, yet again, made him scream in fear, and he dropped his upper half, hiding his face behind his paws, small, hardly audible whimpers escaping his maw that seemed to move with his shuddering body.
{ poor fire xD oh hey what if kestral is the only one that understands his fears? }
Green, sage-like eyes glanced down at her brother and for a moment Kestrelpaw wondered if she should have a talk with him about rumors - but then stopped. No, no... Firepaw would be fine without it. Maybe they should go. "I told you before, Firepaw - nothing's going to get you, okay? It'll be alright. There's absolutely not a ShadowClan cat hiding in the bushes, and they definitely won't get you. I'll kill them before they touch you - promise." The she cat gave him a bright smile, trying to help him feel better. It was a little strange, trying to comfort her brother, but she was used to it by now. Gently, the sandy feline touched her tail against his back, trying to make him calm down once more. "Sh-h... Firepaw, it's okay, it's okay. Nothing's going to get you. I've got you, alright? I've got you." She gave him a comforting lick, hoping that he would calm soon. The poor tom was quite obviously petrified, and she wondered if they should get out of here. She understood. She understood that he was scared and why he was scared... sometimes she was scared as well, and had it been Sunpaw, she might have told him to 'man up' or given him the type of story that told something about herself. Firepaw might be the easier of the two to have deeper conversations with, but she would never tell him that she was scared. It would probably only frighten him more. And that was not something that Kestrelpaw wished to do, she would never want to frighten her brother. He was scared enough of things, of "monsters in the shadows," so to speak, and she wished she could convince him they weren't real. Poor Firepaw. Her sage eyes stared into the darkness once more, wondering if there was going to be a cat hiding - or if it was all in his imagination. In her imagination, rather.

(that sounds good, yeah! you want to bring Thistlepaw in?)

[Barnabas]

Minnowscar walked along the bank of the River, a hiss escaped his mouth. "Who do they think they are? They always keep me in camp. They never give me a chance." hissed the Riverclan warrior. The Tom had had a very rough day back in camp and he just had to sneak away from all of his clanmates.

[Dew]

Minnowscar walked along the bank of the River, a hiss escaped his mouth. "Who do they think they are? They always keep me in camp. They never give me a chance." hissed the Riverclan warrior. The Tom had had a very rough day back in camp and he just had to sneak away from all of his clanmates.

Shadowface sits by herself, ears perked up, noticably uneasy. Her eyes glanced around quickly looking for any sort of danger to her.

[Barnabas]

Shadowface sits by herself, ears perked up, noticably uneasy. Her eyes glanced around quickly looking for any sort of danger to her.

Creekstorm looked across the river, noticing the she-cat. He stopped moving, facing Shadowface. "Hi! Over There" called creekstorm. The tom let out a smile, the anger he once felt left.

[Dew]

Creekstorm looked across the river, noticing the she-cat. He stopped moving, facing Shadowface. "Hi! Over There" called creekstorm. The tom let out a smile, the anger he once felt left.

Shadowface jumps and whips around, looking st you with wide eyes, my tail flicking nervously. "H-hey."

[Barnabas]

Shadowface jumps and whips around, looking st you with wide eyes, my tail flicking nervously. "H-hey."

Creekstorm drew back a bit, seeing that he had startled her. "I'm sorry if I frightened you. i didn't mean to." meowed Creekstorm. The last thing he wanted to do is give the poor thunderclan she-cat a heart attack.

[Dew]

Creekstorm drew back a bit, seeing that he had startled her. "I'm sorry if I frightened you. i didn't mean to." meowed Creekstorm. The last thing he wanted to do is give the poor thunderclan she-cat a heart attack.

"It's fine." Shadowface mumbles and shuffled her paws anxiously. She glances at the tom and keeps flicking her tail, starting to wonder why he decided to talk to her.

[Barnabas]

"It's fine." Shadowface mumbles and shuffled her paws anxiously. She glances at the tom and keeps flicking her tail, starting to wonder why he decided to talk to her.

Minnowscar dipped his paw into the river, getting ready to cross, but then recalled back. "Do you mind if I come over there?" wondered Minnowscar. That's more like you. You don't just try to cross.

[Dew]

Minnowscar dipped his paw into the river, getting ready to cross, but then recalled back. "Do you mind if I come over there?" wondered Minnowscar. That's more like you. You don't just try to cross.

Shadowface flattens her ears a little, her fur fluffing up. "Why?" She asks suspiciously, her eyes showing her nerves.

[Barnabas]

Shadowface flattens her ears a little, her fur fluffing up. "Why?" She asks suspiciously, her eyes showing her nerves.

Minnowscar stepped back. "I..I just wanted...to talk. T-That's all." hesitated the tom. He didn't know why she was so jumpy, when all he wanted to do is talk to her. She won't want to talk to you. Not with all the prey commotion going on.

[Dew]

Minnowscar stepped back. "I..I just wanted...to talk. T-That's all." hesitated the tom. He didn't know why she was so jumpy, when all he wanted to do is talk to her. She won't want to talk to you. Not with all the prey commotion going on.

Shadowface shifts her paws. "It seems that we are talking just fine right now." She mutters and watches him closely, her tail starting to twitch again.

[Barnabas]

Shadowface shifts her paws. "It seems that we are talking just fine right now." She mutters and watches him closely, her tail starting to twitch again.

"Oh okay." meowed Minnowscar, his bent back and his tail drooped to the ground in disappointment. He knew that this cat wouldn't trust him. He didn't even know why he even tried.

[Dew]

"Oh okay." meowed Minnowscar, his bent back and his tail drooped to the ground in disappointment. He knew that this cat wouldn't trust him. He didn't even know why he even tried.

Shadowface frowns and slowly pads to the edge of the border. She sits down and looks at you nervously.

[Barnabas]

Shadowface frowns and slowly pads to the edge of the border. She sits down and looks at you nervously.

"I know what your thinking. I can't be trusted and i'm sorry that you feel that way, so i'll just talk to you from here. My name's Minnowscar by the way." meowed the tom, looking at her.

[Dew]

"I know what your thinking. I can't be trusted and i'm sorry that you feel that way, so i'll just talk to you from here. My name's Minnowscar by the way." meowed the tom, looking at her.

"I'm Shadowface." She says softly as she looks down at her jet black paws, nervously shuffling them on the grass.

[Barnabas]

"I'm Shadowface." She says softly as she looks down at her jet black paws, nervously shuffling them on the grass.

"Nice to meet you shadowface. So what's it like in Thunderclan. Does everyone get a chance to help out the clan?" replied Minnowscar. The tom probably knew the answer, but didn't want it to be true.

[Dew]

"Nice to meet you shadowface. So what's it like in Thunderclan. Does everyone get a chance to help out the clan?" replied Minnowscar. The tom probably knew the answer, but didn't want it to be true.

Shadowface tilts her head. "What?" She asks as her tail swishes from side to side.

[Barnabas]

Shadowface tilts her head. "What?" She asks as her tail swishes from side to side.

"I was just wondering if everyone in your clan has an equal amount of things they do to help their clan." replied Minnowscar, laying down on the bank.

[Dew]

"I was just wondering if everyone in your clan has an equal amount of things they do to help their clan." replied Minnowscar, laying down on the bank.

"I mean I guess..." Shadowface says slowly, looking slightly confused before looking at you with wide eyes. "Why?"

[Barnabas]

"I mean I guess..." Shadowface says slowly, looking slightly confused before looking at you with wide eyes. "Why?"

"I never get a chance to do anything. My mother told me that I was useless to my clan. I never get a chance to go hunting or even leave the riverclan camp." replied Minnowscar, keeping back a hiss.

[Dew]

"I never get a chance to do anything. My mother told me that I was useless to my clan. I never get a chance to go hunting or even leave the riverclan camp." replied Minnowscar, keeping back a hiss.

"Oh..." Shadowface frowns and flicks her tail. She looks behind herself before looking back at the tom.

[Barnabas]

"Oh..." Shadowface frowns and flicks her tail. She looks behind herself before looking back at the tom.

"Riverclan is the worst clan of all. I can't do anything, but stay in camp and do absolutely nothing.." meowed Minnowscar.

[Dew]

"Riverclan is the worst clan of all. I can't do anything, but stay in camp and do absolutely nothing.." meowed Minnowscar.

Shadowface shrugs a little and glances around nervously, not wanting any cats to see her talking to the tom. "Every clan has its flaws."

[Barnabas]

Shadowface shrugs a little and glances around nervously, not wanting any cats to see her talking to the tom. "Every clan has its flaws."

"well my clan has the dumbest flaw in all the clan territory. I'm thinking about leaving you know?" meowed Minnowscar, keeping in a growl of annoyance.

[Dew]

"well my clan has the dumbest flaw in all the clan territory. I'm thinking about leaving you know?" meowed Minnowscar, keeping in a growl of annoyance.

"Leave your clan?" Shadowface looked at him with wide eyes.

[Barnabas]

"Leave your clan?" Shadowface looked at him with wide eyes.

"Yeah. Why would I stay. Theres much more than staying in camp all day." replied Minnowscar.

[Dew]

"Yeah. Why would I stay. Theres much more than staying in camp all day." replied Minnowscar.

"True but that doesn't mean you have to leave your clan." Shadowface looks around, speaking quietly.

[Barnabas]

"True but that doesn't mean you have to leave your clan." Shadowface looks around, speaking quietly.

"So your telling me that I should stay in Riverclan and continue being treated this way. " Minnowscar replied.

[Brilliance]

(Sorry I hadn't replied earlier, I have been busy with college homework and classes lately)

She growled slightly, staring at the Shadowclan tom. She paused a moment before following him. She had only just met the tom, and since he was from a different clan, she didn't expect him to act too friendly. Padding alongside the tom, she pricked her ears as she heard him speak. Chestnutsong replied slightly offended, "No, we squirrelbrains are not in any real conflict with the Windclan rabbit-brains. Just a small dispute." The pretty brown female flicked her blue gaze to the tom, staring at his eyes for a second before looking away. As she padded further away from her home territory, she felt a bit more trust for the tom she was following. If what he had said was true, he would probably know the territory a bit. Not to mention knowing if a Riverclan cat was coming close by. She narrowed her pretty eyes for a moment, glaring at the tom. "Maybe I do, maybe I don't. There isn't much I can do about it seeing I am in an unfamiliar territory." She said, flicking an ear. She was very athletic herself, but her fur was rather short. Any harmful blows coming her way would hurt her if she couldn't move out of the way. Continuing she mewed, "I'll see just how great you are by the end of the day. I am sure about that." Her trust was growing, but she was a bit irritated with the tom. But she supposed that is how she was as well, she was known to be quite sassy herself. As they padded closer to the river, she flicked her tail. The young warrior loved to flirt with toms, for their reactions, and for some other things too. She shook her fur slightly, perhaps seeming nervous. For now, she would just see what the tom wanted to do with their new sort of 'friendship.' Chestnutsong smiled, placing her slim paws into the cool water. She noticed the tom look to her as he asked another question. "Yes, I can swim. Not that great, but I know enough." She said, laughing slightly at the toms words. How would he know if she needed help or not? Sure she knew how to swim, but she would never tell where she learned. Fishing, well that was a different matter, she had no clue how to do that. She curled her tail slightly behind her, flashing a beautiful smile to the tom.

Bronzeflash heard her growl. It would had irritated him based on the traditions he grew up believing - but she was from another clan. She didn't understand his way of life. Though being the bad tom he was, Bronzeflash purred deeply. "Watch who you're growling at. You never know what could happen to that mouth of yours." He wasn't as violent as his father, who was always rough around the edges when around other cats. Bronzeflash loved to play around with these cats. As the she cat padded next to him, he looked down at her, flicking at her with his tail. She talked of the small 'dispute' they had. Bronzeflash figured there was more to the story, but who said he needed to care? After all, he was Shadowclan! He didn't even care about Riverclan's problems. Minus the fact that he was half Riverclan since his own mother born here. But, even that didn't deter him. "Whatever you say," the feline was staring him down. He could see his reflection practically in her blue orbs. Bronzeflash was not the one to turn down from a staring contest - was that what this was? A staring contest? But, she looked away, and they continued to the river. She followed along with him so willingly that he didn't even need to force her. Why did she? It was weird, but Bronzeflash wasn't the type to acknowledge things like that. As they padded on, Bronzeflash keeping his Amber hues ahead of him. When the sun shone on them, they reflected a brilliant green illusion. He flicked his ears at her words. "You sure do have a slick attitude for a she cat. You need to watch it." It was a warning because Bronzeflash didn't like being talked to like that by a she cat. She was too sassy for his liking. Especially since he grew up with the codes of his father's family. Then, she commented on his little remark. He hadn't given her his name, and simply told her to call him 'Great'. This made the bronze pelted tom purr with mirth. "I'm pretty darn sure too! You'll practically be begging me. You just wait and see." The she cat obviously didn't know what she was getting into. Bronzeflash was nothing but trouble, and she was eating it up. He didn't notice her trust was growing as they walked alongside the river. When they stopped, Bronzeflash could see the fish bouncing up like they were trying to catch hold of the sun. She had told him that she knew how to swim a little. He wanted to ask where did she learn to swim if Thunderclan cats hated water as much as the rest of them, but it slipped his mind. He padded next to her, sitting down beside her and looking forward into the river. "Alright," he licked his jaws. "Hop into the water, gorgeous. Swim for me," he cooed at her. Now, Bronzeflash wasn't the extreme flirt - like his brother. In fact, he was simply being himself. The goal was that she would try fish, but Bronzeflash would not go into that water. Maybe while she swam, she could lead the fish towards him. His father told him not to eat the fish, or to bother them, but Bronzeflash usually never listened to anyone anyway. Besides, he was having a marvelous time with this chestnut colored she cat beside him.

[Dew]

"So your telling me that I should stay in Riverclan and continue being treated this way. " Minnowscar replied.

"I never said that." Shadowface frowns and flicks her tail.

[ShiningFern]

Bronzeflash heard her growl. It would had irritated him based on the traditions he grew up believing - but she was from another clan. She didn't understand his way of life. Though being the bad tom he was, Bronzeflash purred deeply. "Watch who you're growling at. You never know what could happen to that mouth of yours." He wasn't as violent as his father, who was always rough around the edges when around other cats. Bronzeflash loved to play around with these cats. As the she cat padded next to him, he looked down at her, flicking at her with his tail. She talked of the small 'dispute' they had. Bronzeflash figured there was more to the story, but who said he needed to care? After all, he was Shadowclan! He didn't even care about Riverclan's problems. Minus the fact that he was half Riverclan since his own mother born here. But, even that didn't deter him. "Whatever you say," the feline was staring him down. He could see his reflection practically in her blue orbs. Bronzeflash was not the one to turn down from a staring contest - was that what this was? A staring contest? But, she looked away, and they continued to the river. She followed along with him so willingly that he didn't even need to force her. Why did she? It was weird, but Bronzeflash wasn't the type to acknowledge things like that. As they padded on, Bronzeflash keeping his Amber hues ahead of him. When the sun shone on them, they reflected a brilliant green illusion. He flicked his ears at her words. "You sure do have a slick attitude for a she cat. You need to watch it." It was a warning because Bronzeflash didn't like being talked to like that by a she cat. She was too sassy for his liking. Especially since he grew up with the codes of his father's family. Then, she commented on his little remark. He hadn't given her his name, and simply told her to call him 'Great'. This made the bronze pelted tom purr with mirth. "I'm pretty darn sure too! You'll practically be begging me. You just wait and see." The she cat obviously didn't know what she was getting into. Bronzeflash was nothing but trouble, and she was eating it up. He didn't notice her trust was growing as they walked alongside the river. When they stopped, Bronzeflash could see the fish bouncing up like they were trying to catch hold of the sun. She had told him that she knew how to swim a little. He wanted to ask where did she learn to swim if Thunderclan cats hated water as much as the rest of them, but it slipped his mind. He padded next to her, sitting down beside her and looking forward into the river. "Alright," he licked his jaws. "Hop into the water, gorgeous. Swim for me," he cooed at her. Now, Bronzeflash wasn't the extreme flirt - like his brother. In fact, he was simply being himself. The goal was that she would try fish, but Bronzeflash would not go into that water. Maybe while she swam, she could lead the fish towards him. His father told him not to eat the fish, or to bother them, but Bronzeflash usually never listened to anyone anyway. Besides, he was having a marvelous time with this chestnut colored she cat beside him.


Chestnutsong purred softly as she followed the Shadowclan tom into riverclan territory, for all she knew it could be a trap. She hoped it wasn't though, she was starting to like this tom's company. "Me? Watch what I'm saying?" She whispered almost under her breath, slightly offended. However, the tom only gave her a warning, letting her know she went to far. As they reached the river, she flicked her gaze to the tom. She curled her darker tail up, catious. "Come on in, unless you are too scared. A big tom like you shouldn't be scared of anything though, right?" She said, going a few pawsteps into the cool water. It lapped at her fur gently, but she was curious on why the bright bronzish orange tom wasn't coming. Was this truly a trap? Her blue eyes locked onto his amber ones, shining in the sunlight. She went deeper, to where the water touched her belly. The thunderclan warrior looked to the large, muscular tom, tilting her head. "Come and teach me how to catch a fish. I am sure this isn't too different than shadowclan marshes." She said, voice smooth as honey.

[Brilliance]

Chestnutsong purred softly as she followed the Shadowclan tom into riverclan territory, for all she knew it could be a trap. She hoped it wasn't though, she was starting to like this tom's company. "Me? Watch what I'm saying?" She whispered almost under her breath, slightly offended. However, the tom only gave her a warning, letting her know she went to far. As they reached the river, she flicked her gaze to the tom. She curled her darker tail up, catious. "Come on in, unless you are too scared. A big tom like you shouldn't be scared of anything though, right?" She said, going a few pawsteps into the cool water. It lapped at her fur gently, but she was curious on why the bright bronzish orange tom wasn't coming. Was this truly a trap? Her blue eyes locked onto his amber ones, shining in the sunlight. She went deeper, to where the water touched her belly. The thunderclan warrior looked to the large, muscular tom, tilting her head. "Come and teach me how to catch a fish. I am sure this isn't too different than shadowclan marshes." She said, voice smooth as honey.

The she cat had waddled into the water, just as he had said. Bronzeflash was half riverclan, not that she knew that or anything. His own mother was a pure riverclan cat. Though this tom didn't know how to swim. Not in deeper water as his mother had been taught. So, when the she cat taunted him to come into the water, Bronzeflash scoffed. He followed her around the edges, keeping his paws firmly on the shore. Bronzeflash leaned his head in, a smooth laugh emitting from him. ''I'm not scared of anything.'' He replied, rather defensively. That had hit a nerve. Bronzeflash liked to believe he wasn't fearless at all. Of anything! It was like this she cat was taunting him! How dare she! - On impulse, the tom jumped into the water, splashing droplets around his surroundings. He was already in enough trouble for bringing her onto Riverclan territory. Not to mention his father didn't want him anywhere near the water currently. Though Bronzeflash paddled forward. Doing the exercise his mother had taught him when he was a young kit. ''Ah, you want me to do everything for you, hm?'' He reached her, his coat completely soggy. He flicked his ears. ''Because you're just so helpless? Don't worry. I can definitely save a damsel in distress.'' He snorted, padding around her in a circle as he got the feel of the water. Turning back to her, he flicked his tail up to splash her. ''But, I think you can do it yourself. Go swim towards the jumping fish,'' He instructed in the distance. The jumping salmon. He licked his jaws. ''Let me see how impressive you are. If you can catch it yourself. I'll give you an award.'' He flashed her a quick grin before paddling once more, allowing his attention to be consumed by the relaxing gaze. Now, the thought of an reward for her...shouldn't be so hard. ''Better yet - you're going to give me a reward. You should be rewarded enough by being in riverclan and in my presence.'' He spoke, darkly. Because he was a reward. And, she could get in trouble for being on this side of the territory.

[ShiningFern]

The she cat had waddled into the water, just as he had said. Bronzeflash was half riverclan, not that she knew that or anything. His own mother was a pure riverclan cat. Though this tom didn't know how to swim. Not in deeper water as his mother had been taught. So, when the she cat taunted him to come into the water, Bronzeflash scoffed. He followed her around the edges, keeping his paws firmly on the shore. Bronzeflash leaned his head in, a smooth laugh emitting from him. ''I'm not scared of anything.'' He replied, rather defensively. That had hit a nerve. Bronzeflash liked to believe he wasn't fearless at all. Of anything! It was like this she cat was taunting him! How dare she! - On impulse, the tom jumped into the water, splashing droplets around his surroundings. He was already in enough trouble for bringing her onto Riverclan territory. Not to mention his father didn't want him anywhere near the water currently. Though Bronzeflash paddled forward. Doing the exercise his mother had taught him when he was a young kit. ''Ah, you want me to do everything for you, hm?'' He reached her, his coat completely soggy. He flicked his ears. ''Because you're just so helpless? Don't worry. I can definitely save a damsel in distress.'' He snorted, padding around her in a circle as he got the feel of the water. Turning back to her, he flicked his tail up to splash her. ''But, I think you can do it yourself. Go swim towards the jumping fish,'' He instructed in the distance. The jumping salmon. He licked his jaws. ''Let me see how impressive you are. If you can catch it yourself. I'll give you an award.'' He flashed her a quick grin before paddling once more, allowing his attention to be consumed by the relaxing gaze. Now, the thought of an reward for her...shouldn't be so hard. ''Better yet - you're going to give me a reward. You should be rewarded enough by being in riverclan and in my presence.'' He spoke, darkly. Because he was a reward. And, she could get in trouble for being on this side of the territory.

The light brown shecat blinked, watching the tom as he laughed. She instinctively calmed down a little as the tom jumped into the water and headed over to her. Perhaps he was just waiting a moment? Her short fur was already much soggier than the tom's own long fur, but hers would dry faster. "Do everything for me? I can care for myself, but you do know this territory a little better." She said, snorting slightly, "I'm not helpless. A molly, sure. Distressed, maybe a bit." Her ears flattened as water splashed onto her fur, causing her to frown for just a second. She really didn't like the water, but decided to pretend she was for the Shadowclan cat's sake. He seemed to know exactly what he was doing. She flicked her tail, turning slowly as the tom circled around her in the water. Chestnutsong's eyes seemed to glow slightly, watching the tom. "An award? Like what?" She purred before hearing his next sentence. She stopped purring and grumbled softly, still resembling the noise she had just made. "Well, you probably shouldn't of let me follow you. And you shouldn't have come on my side of the border either, don't you think?" She mewed, blinking and turning towards the water. The shadowclan tom was right though, but she was too. She leapt at one of the jumping salmon, catching it in her claws and pinning it down. It was a little like catching a bird, but more slippery. She leaned her head down, grabbing the withering fish out of the water. It slowed to a stop, sophicating on air as she padded back to the tom.

[Brilliance]

The light brown shecat blinked, watching the tom as he laughed. She instinctively calmed down a little as the tom jumped into the water and headed over to her. Perhaps he was just waiting a moment? Her short fur was already much soggier than the tom's own long fur, but hers would dry faster. "Do everything for me? I can care for myself, but you do know this territory a little better." She said, snorting slightly, "I'm not helpless. A molly, sure. Distressed, maybe a bit." Her ears flattened as water splashed onto her fur, causing her to frown for just a second. She really didn't like the water, but decided to pretend she was for the Shadowclan cat's sake. He seemed to know exactly what he was doing. She flicked her tail, turning slowly as the tom circled around her in the water. Chestnutsong's eyes seemed to glow slightly, watching the tom. "An award? Like what?" She purred before hearing his next sentence. She stopped purring and grumbled softly, still resembling the noise she had just made. "Well, you probably shouldn't of let me follow you. And you shouldn't have come on my side of the border either, don't you think?" She mewed, blinking and turning towards the water. The shadowclan tom was right though, but she was too. She leapt at one of the jumping salmon, catching it in her claws and pinning it down. It was a little like catching a bird, but more slippery. She leaned her head down, grabbing the withering fish out of the water. It slowed to a stop, sophicating on air as she padded back to the tom.

Bronzeflash flicked his orbs towards her, an amber gaze, but since the sun was in his face. It made his eyes a welcome green. A grassy green like his father's. Until he had looked away, his eyes flashing amber once more. ''You'd be surprise. Do I look like I know riverclan? I don't care about this place.'' He kicked his powerful legs furiously in the water while he conversed with her. ''My mother taught me to swim. The basics of it at least.'' That much he could tell her. She didn't even know his name. And, to come to think of it - he didn't know hers. Maybe, that was the joy of their ''budding'' friendship. Not knowing each other's names as a mystery. But, he had to come up with some nickname for her...only what? Upon her next words, Bronzeflash smirked. ''Sucks to be you. Thunderclan not treating you right?'' She was a molly. She was in distressed. There was so many other things Bronzeflash could say, but he truly didn't care how she felt. What she thought was a new friendship, had meant nothing to him. He was pretty sure their first visit would be there last. Then again, maybe they would see each other around. ''Tell me - what do I need to do in order to help you relax?'' He mocked her, continuing to pad around because no one liked to be lazing around in the water. He had told her she would receive an award. Her eyes had glowed. Bronzeflash caught this and wondered if she was interested - to the slightest. ''Didn't I say you've already been awarded within my presence?'' He repeated, staring at her, and purring when she stopped. He knew she was upset upon his next words, but that didn't faze the tom very much. ''Oh? I shouldn't have let you follow me? Newsflash, gorgeous - I don't control you. You didn't have to follow me. You didn't have to get into this water. You don't have to be here - you did it because you wanted to be in my company. Admit it the truth. Because we both know it. And, I can go wherever I please. Don't you ever forget that. '' He spoke, confidently. It was true! Bronzeflash wasn't a mousebrained idiot. She followed him because she wanted to. She had to like him. When she caught one of the fish, Bronzeflash watched with keen interest. He swam towards her, his fur completely drenched. ''Nice catch.'' Leaping out of the water, and shaking his pelt to clear most of the water out. Now, that his fur made him spiky, he sat down to began grooming the rough edges of it. ''I said you'd get an award for catching a fish. So, what you want?'' Once he straightened most of his bright colored pelt, he stared his amber gaze at her, his ears perked. He would give her what she wanted. Maybe. Knowing how sly Bronzeflash could be. Only, she didn't know him. Or, the trouble that he was to be.

[ShiningFern]

Bronzeflash flicked his orbs towards her, an amber gaze, but since the sun was in his face. It made his eyes a welcome green. A grassy green like his father's. Until he had looked away, his eyes flashing amber once more. ''You'd be surprise. Do I look like I know riverclan? I don't care about this place.'' He kicked his powerful legs furiously in the water while he conversed with her. ''My mother taught me to swim. The basics of it at least.'' That much he could tell her. She didn't even know his name. And, to come to think of it - he didn't know hers. Maybe, that was the joy of their ''budding'' friendship. Not knowing each other's names as a mystery. But, he had to come up with some nickname for her...only what? Upon her next words, Bronzeflash smirked. ''Sucks to be you. Thunderclan not treating you right?'' She was a molly. She was in distressed. There was so many other things Bronzeflash could say, but he truly didn't care how she felt. What she thought was a new friendship, had meant nothing to him. He was pretty sure their first visit would be there last. Then again, maybe they would see each other around. ''Tell me - what do I need to do in order to help you relax?'' He mocked her, continuing to pad around because no one liked to be lazing around in the water. He had told her she would receive an award. Her eyes had glowed. Bronzeflash caught this and wondered if she was interested - to the slightest. ''Didn't I say you've already been awarded within my presence?'' He repeated, staring at her, and purring when she stopped. He knew she was upset upon his next words, but that didn't faze the tom very much. ''Oh? I shouldn't have let you follow me? Newsflash, gorgeous - I don't control you. You didn't have to follow me. You didn't have to get into this water. You don't have to be here - you did it because you wanted to be in my company. Admit it the truth. Because we both know it. And, I can go wherever I please. Don't you ever forget that. '' He spoke, confidently. It was true! Bronzeflash wasn't a mousebrained idiot. She followed him because she wanted to. She had to like him. When she caught one of the fish, Bronzeflash watched with keen interest. He swam towards her, his fur completely drenched. ''Nice catch.'' Leaping out of the water, and shaking his pelt to clear most of the water out. Now, that his fur made him spiky, he sat down to began grooming the rough edges of it. ''I said you'd get an award for catching a fish. So, what you want?'' Once he straightened most of his bright colored pelt, he stared his amber gaze at her, his ears perked. He would give her what she wanted. Maybe. Knowing how sly Bronzeflash could be. Only, she didn't know him. Or, the trouble that he was to be.

Chestnutsong purred, swimming to the tom with the fish she got. She threw it on the river bank with a grin. "No, but I would at least assume you would have to wade through some water and much to catch a frog. I was taught as a young apprentice how to swim, just the basics." She said, catching the tom's gaze. The warrior wasn't willing the actually tell the tom her true reason on how she knew how to swim. She circled around him once before standing beside him. "Life could be better, but I suppose everything is alright. Sometimes it can just be a bore." She told the tom, surprised he asked if her clan was treating her okay. She was treated just fine, mostly. If she was in a sassy mood, or if some toms were around that she had dumped...well it was a bit worse than her liking then. "Help me relax? Ha!" She snorted softly. She looked at the tom curiously. Who exactly was this strange tom? Who does he think he is, the leader of all the clans? "Sure, I followed you because I wanted to. But you, going wherever you want? Personally, I don't care. Just don't get caught, handsome." She said, rolling her eyes slightly. Yes, she admitted the fact she did follow the tom, but she was sure she could make up some story if she were caught. And make up anothe on why her scent was all over a fish. She began shaking out her pelt, trying to rid herself of most of the water that had drenched her front. Chestnutsong's blue eyes glittered slightly as she heard the tom congratulate her and ask what she wanted as an award. "What can you give me? I mean, we are from different clans." She asked, purring slightly as she finished the question. She locked onto the tom's amber gaze, flashing him a winning smile.

[Brilliance]

Chestnutsong purred, swimming to the tom with the fish she got. She threw it on the river bank with a grin. "No, but I would at least assume you would have to wade through some water and much to catch a frog. I was taught as a young apprentice how to swim, just the basics." She said, catching the tom's gaze. The warrior wasn't willing the actually tell the tom her true reason on how she knew how to swim. She circled around him once before standing beside him. "Life could be better, but I suppose everything is alright. Sometimes it can just be a bore." She told the tom, surprised he asked if her clan was treating her okay. She was treated just fine, mostly. If she was in a sassy mood, or if some toms were around that she had dumped...well it was a bit worse than her liking then. "Help me relax? Ha!" She snorted softly. She looked at the tom curiously. Who exactly was this strange tom? Who does he think he is, the leader of all the clans? "Sure, I followed you because I wanted to. But you, going wherever you want? Personally, I don't care. Just don't get caught, handsome." She said, rolling her eyes slightly. Yes, she admitted the fact she did follow the tom, but she was sure she could make up some story if she were caught. And make up anothe on why her scent was all over a fish. She began shaking out her pelt, trying to rid herself of most of the water that had drenched her front. Chestnutsong's blue eyes glittered slightly as she heard the tom congratulate her and ask what she wanted as an award. "What can you give me? I mean, we are from different clans." She asked, purring slightly as she finished the question. She locked onto the tom's amber gaze, flashing him a winning smile.

As Bronzeflash got to the shore, using his front claws to dig into the ground. He shook his pelt out, little droplets of water leaving him, but he was stil damp. The rough part of having a thick pelt. "You, knowing how to swim?" He questioned, tilting his head for a moment as he analyzed the she cat. "Call me surprise then. You sure you're not Riverclan born?" But her words brought him discomfort. A frog? Yuck! "I don't eat frogs." He stated, a tinge of disgust displayed in his tone. Sure, he was Riverclan but Bronzeflash never liked to eat the reptiles that the clan loved so dearly. Bronzeflash sat down, hooking a claw on the fish she caught, playing with if. He brought his eyes up to the feline who was circling around him, answering his question about if her clan was treating her right. "Tell, me about it." He gave an exasperated sigh. But, he himself thought often about leaving the clan. He just didn't know if he was ready to leave his family behind. His mother...his little sisters...his litter mates. His entire family. Shaking his head, the tom clicked back to their current conversation. Was she - mocking him? Bronzeflash twirled the fish lightly on his claw, staring at it, but keeping her voice in his ears. "See, I was being nice. I wanted to help you relax, but nope! You ruined that opportunity." He chuckled, darkly. He caught her looking at him, and he gave her a questioning glance. "Take it all in. I sure do enjoy being the center of attention!" He purred, deeply. Why was she staring at him? He figured because he pertained as a mystery to her. She didn't know anything about him. Not even his name. As she started talking again, the tom perked his ears. She followed him because she wanted to. Now, why would she follow him if he were a stranger? Let alone...the enemy. Bronzeflash snorted. "I don't know about that. Sometimes I get a thrill of being caught. It could be such an exhilirating feeling." His voice was laced with sarcasm as he spoke. He was pretty sure he would never get caught with the outrageous acts he committed. Sure, he got yelled at often...but that was no biggie. When she shook out her pelt, Bronzeflash flinched, growling a bit as some of the water landed on him. Bronzeflash focused his gaze on the fish, hooked around his claw. He gave a lick to his jaws, missing the winning smile and the glitter in his companion's eyes. Suddenly, he looked up, hearing her words. "What does coming from different clans have to do with anything?" He scoffed, then swiftly threw the fish she caught towards her. "Here. You won a fish. Congratulations. That's your reward." He deadpanned, flashing her his famous troubling grin as he got up to pad off aimlessly. He knew it wasn't nice that he said that. But, since when did Bronzeflash show hospitality? Or was nice at all...to anyone?

[Barnabas]

"I never said that." Shadowface frowns and flicks her tail.

"Well it sounded that way." replied Minnowscar, trying to keep back his anger. The last thing he wanted to do was upset the Thunderclan she-cat. "I'm sorry. It's just that I hear that from my mother all the time." apologized Minnowscar.

[ShiningFern]

As Bronzeflash got to the shore, using his front claws to dig into the ground. He shook his pelt out, little droplets of water leaving him, but he was stil damp. The rough part of having a thick pelt. "You, knowing how to swim?" He questioned, tilting his head for a moment as he analyzed the she cat. "Call me surprise then. You sure you're not Riverclan born?" But her words brought him discomfort. A frog? Yuck! "I don't eat frogs." He stated, a tinge of disgust displayed in his tone. Sure, he was Riverclan but Bronzeflash never liked to eat the reptiles that the clan loved so dearly. Bronzeflash sat down, hooking a claw on the fish she caught, playing with if. He brought his eyes up to the feline who was circling around him, answering his question about if her clan was treating her right. "Tell, me about it." He gave an exasperated sigh. But, he himself thought often about leaving the clan. He just didn't know if he was ready to leave his family behind. His mother...his little sisters...his litter mates. His entire family. Shaking his head, the tom clicked back to their current conversation. Was she - mocking him? Bronzeflash twirled the fish lightly on his claw, staring at it, but keeping her voice in his ears. "See, I was being nice. I wanted to help you relax, but nope! You ruined that opportunity." He chuckled, darkly. He caught her looking at him, and he gave her a questioning glance. "Take it all in. I sure do enjoy being the center of attention!" He purred, deeply. Why was she staring at him? He figured because he pertained as a mystery to her. She didn't know anything about him. Not even his name. As she started talking again, the tom perked his ears. She followed him because she wanted to. Now, why would she follow him if he were a stranger? Let alone...the enemy. Bronzeflash snorted. "I don't know about that. Sometimes I get a thrill of being caught. It could be such an exhilirating feeling." His voice was laced with sarcasm as he spoke. He was pretty sure he would never get caught with the outrageous acts he committed. Sure, he got yelled at often...but that was no biggie. When she shook out her pelt, Bronzeflash flinched, growling a bit as some of the water landed on him. Bronzeflash focused his gaze on the fish, hooked around his claw. He gave a lick to his jaws, missing the winning smile and the glitter in his companion's eyes. Suddenly, he looked up, hearing her words. "What does coming from different clans have to do with anything?" He scoffed, then swiftly threw the fish she caught towards her. "Here. You won a fish. Congratulations. That's your reward." He deadpanned, flashing her his famous troubling grin as he got up to pad off aimlessly. He knew it wasn't nice that he said that. But, since when did Bronzeflash show hospitality? Or was nice at all...to anyone?

"I'm not riverclan born. If I were, I would be living among the stinky fish-lovers." She said rather defensively. Chestnutsong wasn't born in Riverclan, it was true. Her father had been half-rogue and taught her how to swim when she was young. She couldn't let the tom know that. The shecat waved her tail tip, listening to the tom as he talked about hating frogs. As well as his sigh after she talked about her clan. He seemed to not like his much either. The warrior turned back to the Shadowclan tom. "Are you sure that was being nice?" She said, voice slightly sarcastic. I am sure he is the center of attention. Annoying and handsome. Odd mix. Chestnutsong circled around the tom, growling playfully, "I am sure if you were ever caught, you would run home like you were a scared kitten, that is what most warriors do. I am sure Halestar and your family wouldn't like that. However, being caught does seem rather thrilling." She licked her paw pausing as her ear perked. Did he really just say that?! "Being from a different clan means nothing more than your ways are different. Sorry if I offended you, handsome." She said, her playful growl turning to a snarl. She dug her claws into the dirt, forcing herself to not lunge at the tom. She threw the fish back at the tom's face, watching as it landed in front of him. "Take the stinking fish and go away if you are going to act like that! If not, apologize and I might decide to stay and talk to you." She said, blue eyes narrowing. She had made no move to hurt the tom beside throwing the fish and snarling.

[Dew]

"Well it sounded that way." replied Minnowscar, trying to keep back his anger. The last thing he wanted to do was upset the Thunderclan she-cat. "I'm sorry. It's just that I hear that from my mother all the time." apologized Minnowscar.

"Sorry." Shadowface mumbles and glances around, starting to stand up.

[Brilliance]

"I'm not riverclan born. If I were, I would be living among the stinky fish-lovers." She said rather defensively. Chestnutsong wasn't born in Riverclan, it was true. Her father had been half-rogue and taught her how to swim when she was young. She couldn't let the tom know that. The shecat waved her tail tip, listening to the tom as he talked about hating frogs. As well as his sigh after she talked about her clan. He seemed to not like his much either. The warrior turned back to the Shadowclan tom. "Are you sure that was being nice?" She said, voice slightly sarcastic. I am sure he is the center of attention. Annoying and handsome. Odd mix. Chestnutsong circled around the tom, growling playfully, "I am sure if you were ever caught, you would run home like you were a scared kitten, that is what most warriors do. I am sure Halestar and your family wouldn't like that. However, being caught does seem rather thrilling." She licked her paw pausing as her ear perked. Did he really just say that?! "Being from a different clan means nothing more than your ways are different. Sorry if I offended you, handsome." She said, her playful growl turning to a snarl. She dug her claws into the dirt, forcing herself to not lunge at the tom. She threw the fish back at the tom's face, watching as it landed in front of him. "Take the stinking fish and go away if you are going to act like that! If not, apologize and I might decide to stay and talk to you." She said, blue eyes narrowing. She had made no move to hurt the tom beside throwing the fish and snarling.

''Ah, what's wrong with fish lovers?'' He turned to look at her, his eyes dancing with mirth. He was half-river, but that didn't mean she needed to know such. Even if he should had been offended by it, Bronzeflash found that he didn't care much. About any of the clans. ''Temper, temper. You don't have to be so offended about it. I'm positive you love being a squirrelbrained.'' He purred, jokingly. When she questioned his attentions, Bronzeflash ruffled his fur. With the sun gleaming on it, it was finally becoming dry. His eyes flashed green for a moment, staring at the she cat with pure interest until they flashed their peculiar golden color when he decided to look away. She sure was a spitball of fire! Quite sassy, and that was something Bronzeflash should had paid heed to. His mother was always the sassy one, so he wasn't surprised. Even his sister was a sass ball. Though it still quite annoyed him. ''Take it however you saw it as.'' He licked his jaws with his salmon colored tongue. Then, she had the nerve to circle around him. Growl at him like she wanted to play. Bronzeflash had been sitting down on his haunches, staring at her curiously with an open amber gaze. Though he made no attempt to move, only purring at her words. ''You sure do have a sense of humor,'' He commented, before quickly adding. ''Do I look like I get scared? Well, newsflash, I'm not like most warriors. I don't care what Halestar thinks. I hardly even care what my family thinks!'' His voice was defensive. Because he didn't want others to think he would run home like a scared kit to its mother. Oh no! He was supposed to be fearless. He was supposed to intimidate others. Believe it or not, Bronzeflash was a sensitive soul - but he tried to hide this well when others insulted him. He knew she didn't mean no harm...yet, he still felt a nerve struck. ''Mhm,'' He replied to her ending words. And, that was when he started walking away. He threw the fish at her as an reward and he could hear her snarling. She threw it back at him, which only made Bronzeflash chuckle. He stopped in his tracks, his whiskers twitching with an undesired quench of trouble. His eyes down casted to the fish for a moment, which laid in front of him before he slid his now - green gaze, as the sun was igniting them from a deep blazing anger. ''Apologize?'' He repeated, then snorted. ''I did nothing wrong, as far as I'm concerned. What else do you want from me besides wasting my time?'' He narrowed his eyes at her, flashing his green optics at her. They were both displeased. More her than him. Though Bronzeflash always had been a bit ''rude'' in a sense. He didn't think that he offended her at all. It was just who he was. So, he trotted back over to her, sweeping his tail around her, and feeling her sleek pelt against his own. ''Pretty sure, I'll always be on your mind.'' She was not happy. Yet, Bronzeflash was smirking. He was satisfied that she wasn't happy. For some odd cruel reason, but he had unwrapped his tail from around her began walking off again. Whether she followed him or not - he refused to care. Though he held a strong feeling that he might end up seeing her again.

[ShiningFern]

''Ah, what's wrong with fish lovers?'' He turned to look at her, his eyes dancing with mirth. He was half-river, but that didn't mean she needed to know such. Even if he should had been offended by it, Bronzeflash found that he didn't care much. About any of the clans. ''Temper, temper. You don't have to be so offended about it. I'm positive you love being a squirrelbrained.'' He purred, jokingly. When she questioned his attentions, Bronzeflash ruffled his fur. With the sun gleaming on it, it was finally becoming dry. His eyes flashed green for a moment, staring at the she cat with pure interest until they flashed their peculiar golden color when he decided to look away. She sure was a spitball of fire! Quite sassy, and that was something Bronzeflash should had paid heed to. His mother was always the sassy one, so he wasn't surprised. Even his sister was a sass ball. Though it still quite annoyed him. ''Take it however you saw it as.'' He licked his jaws with his salmon colored tongue. Then, she had the nerve to circle around him. Growl at him like she wanted to play. Bronzeflash had been sitting down on his haunches, staring at her curiously with an open amber gaze. Though he made no attempt to move, only purring at her words. ''You sure do have a sense of humor,'' He commented, before quickly adding. ''Do I look like I get scared? Well, newsflash, I'm not like most warriors. I don't care what Halestar thinks. I hardly even care what my family thinks!'' His voice was defensive. Because he didn't want others to think he would run home like a scared kit to its mother. Oh no! He was supposed to be fearless. He was supposed to intimidate others. Believe it or not, Bronzeflash was a sensitive soul - but he tried to hide this well when others insulted him. He knew she didn't mean no harm...yet, he still felt a nerve struck. ''Mhm,'' He replied to her ending words. And, that was when he started walking away. He threw the fish at her as an reward and he could hear her snarling. She threw it back at him, which only made Bronzeflash chuckle. He stopped in his tracks, his whiskers twitching with an undesired quench of trouble. His eyes down casted to the fish for a moment, which laid in front of him before he slid his now - green gaze, as the sun was igniting them from a deep blazing anger. ''Apologize?'' He repeated, then snorted. ''I did nothing wrong, as far as I'm concerned. What else do you want from me besides wasting my time?'' He narrowed his eyes at her, flashing his green optics at her. They were both displeased. More her than him. Though Bronzeflash always had been a bit ''rude'' in a sense. He didn't think that he offended her at all. It was just who he was. So, he trotted back over to her, sweeping his tail around her, and feeling her sleek pelt against his own. ''Pretty sure, I'll always be on your mind.'' She was not happy. Yet, Bronzeflash was smirking. He was satisfied that she wasn't happy. For some odd cruel reason, but he had unwrapped his tail from around her began walking off again. Whether she followed him or not - he refused to care. Though he held a strong feeling that he might end up seeing her again.


Chestnutsong rolled her eyes, glancing at the tom. Toms, always want to joke around. She noticed him ruffle his fur, and thought about her own. It was mostly dry now, so no one at camp would question her. "There is something that scares you though. Every cat is scared of something at one point in their lives." She said, matter of factly. The light brown shecat had been following the tom until he started giving her more attitude than she felt comfertable with. That tom is sure hardheaded She even threw that stinking fish at him. Her hackles were raised, fur bristling slightly. As the tom wrapped his tail around her and began to talk, she froze. "Fox-dung." She cursed, glaring at the tom as he told her he didn't need to apologize. The nerve of him, being straight up rude. And not caring. Who did he think he was? She felt herself growl as the tom walked away, visibly upset. His last words were true though. He would be stuck in her brain for a while, thoughts bugging her in her sleep or on a patrol. She looked at him as he was almost out of eyesite before turning around and running back to the thunderclan border. She crossed quickly and rolled in some leaves, clearing herself of the Riverclan stench. "Well, that was nice." She muttered.

[Brilliance]

Passionblaze approached the border cautiously. He didn't want to cross the line because he knew that was showing disloyalty to his clan. He preferred to stay within the boundaries that Thunderclan had. Though, he longed to go wherever he pleased. His own brother was still out there. Which was not a good thing. Burn was out there...breaking hearts for an unnecessary reason. Oddly, the russet colored tom had a strong feeling that Burn was over the border. He was settled well within the grounds of Riverclan. It made Passionblaze growl with fury because he was tired of his brother. Absolutely exhausted of his ways. Admittingly, Passionblaze did not understand how his brother became so...awful. Truthfully, he wished that Burn would be the same Flamekit he knew. The same best friend that he could count on.

Passionblaze could not recall the last time he seen his brother. As he approached the border, he closed his eyes, little memories of their family moments slithering into his mind like a passing movie. The tom blinked his eyes open for a moment, knowing fully well that blood loyalty was more important than clan loyalty. He would die for his brother, or his mother, and even his niece. Even the nieces and nephews he didn't come to know. He would do anything for family because that's what was important to him. Evidently, he was loyal to Thunderclan. It was his home, the place he was born...but a clan was something that could be replaced. A brother cannot. Family cannot. They were extremely important, and Passionblaze did not understand how could many cats stay loyal to their clan instead of their family. The tom, sat down, bringing his paws closer into a straight posture as he stared overhead. A longing feeling that his brother was mingled in that crowd. Yet, the burnt somali mix did not come to finding out that Shadowclan recently moved into Riverclan for a short while. Well, he did know, but he did not remember in that moment. His mind had been plagued of thoughts of the brother he once had.

Role

[Role]

Constellation

Whitestep had been wandering on the borders for quite some time. She needed some air. She needed to stay away from the noisy and cluttered RiverClan camp. She needed to.. think. Whitestep let her mind wander to the previous events at the flood that had happened a moon ago. The rain had chilled her, but the realization that her mate was dead had made the rain feel obsolete. Leafclaw was dead. Oh, how she hated the flood. She wished nothing ever happened to Leafclaw. Now her kits are fatherless. They have all recovered by now, but Whitestep? No. She hadn't gotten over it yet.
Whitestep sat down by the invisible line, gazing off into ThunderClan territory. What would become of her? What would she be doing now if she were a ThunderClanner? A WindClanner? Whitestep sighed and gazed around as if searching for something. Then she saw him. Whitestep tensed as she gazed at the russet stranger. Her green eyes were wide with fear of what the tom might say or do about her being so close to the border.

(Sorry it's short!)

[Brilliance]

Constellation

Whitestep had been wandering on the borders for quite some time. She needed some air. She needed to stay away from the noisy and cluttered RiverClan camp. She needed to.. think. Whitestep let her mind wander to the previous events at the flood that had happened a moon ago. The rain had chilled her, but the realization that her mate was dead had made the rain feel obsolete. Leafclaw was dead. Oh, how she hated the flood. She wished nothing ever happened to Leafclaw. Now her kits are fatherless. They have all recovered by now, but Whitestep? No. She hadn't gotten over it yet.
Whitestep sat down by the invisible line, gazing off into ThunderClan territory. What would become of her? What would she be doing now if she were a ThunderClanner? A WindClanner? Whitestep sighed and gazed around as if searching for something. Then she saw him. Whitestep tensed as she gazed at the russet stranger. Her green eyes were wide with fear of what the tom might say or do about her being so close to the border.

(Sorry it's short!)

''I guess you can't change someone who doesn't want to be changed...'' Passionblaze blew a sigh, feeling himself drained for a moment. Honestly, he didn't care if his brother changed for him or not. What about their mother? Springingsky may have been extremely strong on the outside, but Burn was tearing her apart. Her other son, her other love. Passionblaze shook his head, unaware of the company he was about to receive. His head had been down, when it should had been up. He offered to go on patrol, but secretly he only offered to get a chance at seeing his brother - hopefully, alive. But, Burn was nowhere nearby. His scent was even masked.

When the tom did look up, he caught notice of another feline. A molly in the distance. She was on the other side. Passionblaze provided her a longing look, unconscious that he had been staring at her. He blinked his hues at her, but he didn't say anything. Just looking at her expression, he wondered what was wrong with her. Was she sad as he was? Probably from a whole other reason. Maybe, it was because Shadowclan was cramped with Riverclan. That was sad enough. Passionblaze snorted at the thought, and it brought him out his longing gaze upon her. He blinked, looking away to focus on his surroundings. As long as she stayed on her side of the border, she wasn't causing any harm. Yet, Passionblaze always had a tender heart. He didn't want there to be any bad blood between them, so he padded over to her, making sure to keep his paws on his side of the border. ''Hey - uh - sorry. I didn't mean to stare at you. I was just...lost in my thoughts for a moment.'' He cleared his throat, sitting down across from her. His tail folded neatly over his paws as his gaze swept over her form for a quick moment. ''So, shadowclan or riverclan?'' It was a vague question. With two clans together, he didn't want to assume which one she had been apart of. Shadowclan was sure to have their scents mingled with the otter-cats by this point.

[Length doesn't matter xD Write as much as you are comfortable with!]

[Role]

''I guess you can't change someone who doesn't want to be changed...'' Passionblaze blew a sigh, feeling himself drained for a moment. Honestly, he didn't care if his brother changed for him or not. What about their mother? Springingsky may have been extremely strong on the outside, but Burn was tearing her apart. Her other son, her other love. Passionblaze shook his head, unaware of the company he was about to receive. His head had been down, when it should had been up. He offered to go on patrol, but secretly he only offered to get a chance at seeing his brother - hopefully, alive. But, Burn was nowhere nearby. His scent was even masked.

When the tom did look up, he caught notice of another feline. A molly in the distance. She was on the other side. Passionblaze provided her a longing look, unconscious that he had been staring at her. He blinked his hues at her, but he didn't say anything. Just looking at her expression, he wondered what was wrong with her. Was she sad as he was? Probably from a whole other reason. Maybe, it was because Shadowclan was cramped with Riverclan. That was sad enough. Passionblaze snorted at the thought, and it brought him out his longing gaze upon her. He blinked, looking away to focus on his surroundings. As long as she stayed on her side of the border, she wasn't causing any harm. Yet, Passionblaze always had a tender heart. He didn't want there to be any bad blood between them, so he padded over to her, making sure to keep his paws on his side of the border. ''Hey - uh - sorry. I didn't mean to stare at you. I was just...lost in my thoughts for a moment.'' He cleared his throat, sitting down across from her. His tail folded neatly over his paws as his gaze swept over her form for a quick moment. ''So, shadowclan or riverclan?'' It was a vague question. With two clans together, he didn't want to assume which one she had been apart of. Shadowclan was sure to have their scents mingled with the otter-cats by this point.

[Length doesn't matter xD Write as much as you are comfortable with!]

Whitestep stared straight back at the tom, beginning to relax for some strange reason. Something about this tom made her feel.. odd. She examined the stranger. He was quite rugged, and rather handsome. His ginger pelt seemed to stand out from everything around it. Whitestep flinched as she realized he was padding over to her. She tensed, but noticed no signs of hostility were making appearances on the stranger's body. Whitestep watched his every move. Other Clan cats can be tricky, after all. Whitestep blinked in surprise as he sat down calmly in front of her. "No, no, It's fine," she responded. "I'm from ShadowClan. I can hardly stand the fish." Or the water for that matter.. Whitestep then noticed how underfed the tom was. Was something happening in the neighbor territories? Oh, right. The prey problem. Wait.. Something wasn't right. How come this tom was alone? How come there was no patrol? Whitestep cleared her throat. "Funny seeing a single ThunderClanner on the border. Where's your patrol?"

(Argh thanks! >w< )

[Brilliance]

Whitestep stared straight back at the tom, beginning to relax for some strange reason. Something about this tom made her feel.. odd. She examined the stranger. He was quite rugged, and rather handsome. His ginger pelt seemed to stand out from everything around it. Whitestep flinched as she realized he was padding over to her. She tensed, but noticed no signs of hostility were making appearances on the stranger's body. Whitestep watched his every move. Other Clan cats can be tricky, after all. Whitestep blinked in surprise as he sat down calmly in front of her. "No, no, It's fine," she responded. "I'm from ShadowClan. I can hardly stand the fish." Or the water for that matter.. Whitestep then noticed how underfed the tom was. Was something happening in the neighbor territories? Oh, right. The prey problem. Wait.. Something wasn't right. How come this tom was alone? How come there was no patrol? Whitestep cleared her throat. "Funny seeing a single ThunderClanner on the border. Where's your patrol?"

(Argh thanks! >w< )

Passionblaze breathed calmly. He could not allow his thoughts to start flaming...oh, flame. Like Flamekit. Like the flame his brother had been. He had been truly upset, but since Passionblaze hid his feelings very well, he buried down any thoughts of his family. Mainly his brother who seemed to be haunting his thoughts constantly. Especially since Foxpaw looked a lot like Burn. So, in order to leave his thoughts, Passionblaze had approached the white and black feline. He didn't notice her tensed nature, and the fact that she had been staring him down. When she approached the border, Passionblaze thought as well that she was there to think. Coming to the border always helped him think. Though he would lie many times that he was out on border patrol - which was a little white lie. White lies were fine. Burn was the huge liar. Passionblaze wished to stay as truthful as possible.

The she cat had forgiven him for his little mishap. He didn't mean to stare at the molly. Although, she was very pretty in his eye. He just didn't want her to think he was staring because there was an attraction. Oh no, Passionblaze was not that type of cat. He sat up a lot straighter at her words, the flecks of his fur sticking out in a wiry sense. ''Ah, Shadowclan, eh?'' Right. The flood had happened. Should...should he had asked about it? No, no. Probably not. He needn't bring up horrible memories for her to tell him. Besides, she most likely wouldn't tell a stranger the experiences with their home being destroyed. ''I never thought I'd see the day shadowclanners swimming with the fish.'' His voice was joking - obviously trying to add a little humor, and keep a friendly smile on his face. She had stared at him for a while, and Passionblaze glanced down at his paws. Of course, she was most likely noticing that he was underfed. The prey was a huge problem. But, all the clans were underfed! It was a huge problem. His belly seemingly growled until he shifted his position, looking up once again to stare at her, and keeping a grin upon his maw.

The molly asked him a question which caught the tom off-guard. His eyes grew wide for a moment, before he blink, a hidden smile on his face. He lashed his tail behind him, and turned his head to the left, then to the right. After that action, he turned back to look at her. ''Hmm, I could had swore they came along with me,'' He joked, allowing his shoulders to roll in a pleasant manner. ''But, you know, they say I'm so strong that I don't need a patrol to help me guard the border.'' He flexed his limbs, allowing his muscles to flex in the process as he glanced at the she cat. His ears flicked, a soft smirk etching on his face. Truthfully, there was no patrol. He was out where he shouldn't be. But, she didn't need to know that. Because, she seemed to be doing the same thing. ''What about you - where's your patrol?'' Especially if there were two clans living together. Wouldn't there be double of the cats patrolling the border?

[Role]

Passionblaze breathed calmly. He could not allow his thoughts to start flaming...oh, flame. Like Flamekit. Like the flame his brother had been. He had been truly upset, but since Passionblaze hid his feelings very well, he buried down any thoughts of his family. Mainly his brother who seemed to be haunting his thoughts constantly. Especially since Foxpaw looked a lot like Burn. So, in order to leave his thoughts, Passionblaze had approached the white and black feline. He didn't notice her tensed nature, and the fact that she had been staring him down. When she approached the border, Passionblaze thought as well that she was there to think. Coming to the border always helped him think. Though he would lie many times that he was out on border patrol - which was a little white lie. White lies were fine. Burn was the huge liar. Passionblaze wished to stay as truthful as possible.

The she cat had forgiven him for his little mishap. He didn't mean to stare at the molly. Although, she was very pretty in his eye. He just didn't want her to think he was staring because there was an attraction. Oh no, Passionblaze was not that type of cat. He sat up a lot straighter at her words, the flecks of his fur sticking out in a wiry sense. ''Ah, Shadowclan, eh?'' Right. The flood had happened. Should...should he had asked about it? No, no. Probably not. He needn't bring up horrible memories for her to tell him. Besides, she most likely wouldn't tell a stranger the experiences with their home being destroyed. ''I never thought I'd see the day shadowclanners swimming with the fish.'' His voice was joking - obviously trying to add a little humor, and keep a friendly smile on his face. She had stared at him for a while, and Passionblaze glanced down at his paws. Of course, she was most likely noticing that he was underfed. The prey was a huge problem. But, all the clans were underfed! It was a huge problem. His belly seemingly growled until he shifted his position, looking up once again to stare at her, and keeping a grin upon his maw.

The molly asked him a question which caught the tom off-guard. His eyes grew wide for a moment, before he blink, a hidden smile on his face. He lashed his tail behind him, and turned his head to the left, then to the right. After that action, he turned back to look at her. ''Hmm, I could had swore they came along with me,'' He joked, allowing his shoulders to roll in a pleasant manner. ''But, you know, they say I'm so strong that I don't need a patrol to help me guard the border.'' He flexed his limbs, allowing his muscles to flex in the process as he glanced at the she cat. His ears flicked, a soft smirk etching on his face. Truthfully, there was no patrol. He was out where he shouldn't be. But, she didn't need to know that. Because, she seemed to be doing the same thing. ''What about you - where's your patrol?'' Especially if there were two clans living together. Wouldn't there be double of the cats patrolling the border?

Whitestep tensed. She had no patrol. If this tom was telling the truth, then she would be outnumbered. The patrol would surely take the wrong idea and most likely attack. Whitestep stood up, but froze when the tom asked about her patrol. The black she-cat frantically flicked her green eyes side to side. "Er- they should be here any second!" Whitestep's hackles began to rise. "I was just.. walking ahead of them, she lied. Whitestep took a step back, her lips rising in a warning snarl. She had no idea if this tom were lying or not, but she was about to find out. Oh, how she wished Leafclaw were by her side. She missed his voice. She missed everything about him. The way he walked, the way her talked to her, and the way he treated her kits with such kindness. How could she ever find someone like that ever again? Whitestep shook out her pelt, trying to rid of the thought. She had felt some tears well up in her eyes, and she was not willing to break down sobbing in front of a strange Thunderclanner. Whitestep took another step back. "I should really be going to find my patrol," she said hastily. "They might be wondering where I am."

[Wolfheart2329]

(no witnesses please)

Foxpaw brought the kits to the riverside and set stonekit down. "Foxpaw,i thought that we were supposed to go to the owl tree." stonekit said. The apprentice looked at the small kit. "I thought this would be more interesting." foxpaw picked up a heavy stick and set it on top of stonekit. "Dont move.". Rockkit squirmed as foxpaw walked back over to the river with him. "Why did you pin down my brother?!"the alarmed kit asked. "Dont ask questions." foxpaw said dipping rockkit twords the water. Rockkit squirmed and tried to bite foxpaw as the cold water flowed around him. Soon,his head was underwater. Foxpaw bit down hard on the scruff of the kits neck,making the kit try to scream,only to have his mouth and lungs fill with water. After a few minutes,rockkit stopped squirming. The kit had finally drowned. Foxpaw threw the kits limp body onto the grass to stonekit's horror. "What did you do to him!!!" stonekit screamed. Without answering foxpaw picked up stonekit and repeated the drowing process. After the murder was done,foxpaw picked up the bodies and walked away.

(kit deaths are hard to type)

[Brilliance]

Whitestep tensed. She had no patrol. If this tom was telling the truth, then she would be outnumbered. The patrol would surely take the wrong idea and most likely attack. Whitestep stood up, but froze when the tom asked about her patrol. The black she-cat frantically flicked her green eyes side to side. "Er- they should be here any second!" Whitestep's hackles began to rise. "I was just.. walking ahead of them, she lied. Whitestep took a step back, her lips rising in a warning snarl. She had no idea if this tom were lying or not, but she was about to find out. Oh, how she wished Leafclaw were by her side. She missed his voice. She missed everything about him. The way he walked, the way her talked to her, and the way he treated her kits with such kindness. How could she ever find someone like that ever again? Whitestep shook out her pelt, trying to rid of the thought. She had felt some tears well up in her eyes, and she was not willing to break down sobbing in front of a strange Thunderclanner. Whitestep took another step back. "I should really be going to find my patrol," she said hastily. "They might be wondering where I am."

Passionblaze was taken aback. What was up with her? He had only been playing around, but he could see the anxiousness in her eyes building up like a fire. It alerted Passionblaze, but he did little to take heed to it. The tom uncomfortably shifted in his spot, and he gave a soft nod towards her. ''Oh, really?'' His voice was deep and soft at her words. If she did have a patrol, then that would mean bad news for him. Because he shouldn't be talking to her in the first place. Though his ears heard another thing. For he did not hear pawsteps or smell unfamiliar scents of the rivaling clan - so, she must had been lying. That much was for sure. The white and black molly got defensive. She bared her teeth at him, and took a step back. This made Passionblaze react, and he immediately got to his paws, embracing himself for a fight, if there be one. Of course, the tom wouldn't hurt her. He was keen on dodging her blows without giving her any. It was simple and easy. Passionblaze never allowed himself to hurt mollies. Never. ''Hey! Did I offend you or something?'' His eyes blinked, baffled by her sudden aggression. He was simply trying to have a friendly conversation - how did it end up here? ''I'm not trying to hurt you, if that's what you think. It was a joke!'' Apparently, she didn't take humor too well. Passionblaze let out an awkward laugh, throwing his head back for a moment to look in the territory of Thunderclan. Though, if she felt she needed to leave, who was he to hold her back? He was pretty sure that she wouldn't attack him on Thunderclan's land. He was on the right side of his border, as she was on hers. ''Alright. I understand.'' He flicked his tail, nodding his head down to hide a small smile. She was obviously uncomfortable being around him, and Passionblaze was too much of a gentlemen to ever want to keep her uncomfortable. ''I'm just gonna stick around here...'' His voice trailed off, and he picked himself up to walk away from the feline. Well, at least to the spot he was at first.

[Role]

Passionblaze was taken aback. What was up with her? He had only been playing around, but he could see the anxiousness in her eyes building up like a fire. It alerted Passionblaze, but he did little to take heed to it. The tom uncomfortably shifted in his spot, and he gave a soft nod towards her. ''Oh, really?'' His voice was deep and soft at her words. If she did have a patrol, then that would mean bad news for him. Because he shouldn't be talking to her in the first place. Though his ears heard another thing. For he did not hear pawsteps or smell unfamiliar scents of the rivaling clan - so, she must had been lying. That much was for sure. The white and black molly got defensive. She bared her teeth at him, and took a step back. This made Passionblaze react, and he immediately got to his paws, embracing himself for a fight, if there be one. Of course, the tom wouldn't hurt her. He was keen on dodging her blows without giving her any. It was simple and easy. Passionblaze never allowed himself to hurt mollies. Never. ''Hey! Did I offend you or something?'' His eyes blinked, baffled by her sudden aggression. He was simply trying to have a friendly conversation - how did it end up here? ''I'm not trying to hurt you, if that's what you think. It was a joke!'' Apparently, she didn't take humor too well. Passionblaze let out an awkward laugh, throwing his head back for a moment to look in the territory of Thunderclan. Though, if she felt she needed to leave, who was he to hold her back? He was pretty sure that she wouldn't attack him on Thunderclan's land. He was on the right side of his border, as she was on hers. ''Alright. I understand.'' He flicked his tail, nodding his head down to hide a small smile. She was obviously uncomfortable being around him, and Passionblaze was too much of a gentlemen to ever want to keep her uncomfortable. ''I'm just gonna stick around here...'' His voice trailed off, and he picked himself up to walk away from the feline. Well, at least to the spot he was at first.

Whitestep froze. It was a joke. She had a feeling, but had she listened to it? No! The molly sighed in defeat, head falling down, and tail drooping. Her white paws shifted with uncomfortable energy. "Sorry. I didn't react too well," she mumbled. Her head lifted slightly to look at the handsome tom. "What's your name?" Trying to seem as casual as possible, Whitestep took a step forward, ears perks with interest. Sitting down by the border, the molly tipped her head and arched her brow. Something about this tom made her feel.. what was the word..? Safe. The single word popped into her head. She curled her tail around her paws, clearing away all signs of aggression. Whitestep wondered how he would react to her sudden mood change. Not many felines took it well. They always wore a confused expression, or snap at her for whatever she said before. Whitestep frowned, but replaced it with a faint smile. She didn't want to seem rude, after all. She had done enough of being rude, and snapping at other cats. Her four kits got the worst of it, however. Hollykit and Owlkit would always fret over her when she was upset, but unfortunately for them, Whitestep can't control her anger in that state. Whitestep always apologized after she calmed down. Willowkit would just try to make her comfortable, but Whitestep always felt like she didn't deserve comfort. Berrykit would try to cheer her up, but his goofy pranks didn't help her one bit. Instead, she snapped and turned away. Guilt arose inside her, making her feel like a horrible mother. What had she become? Whitestep inwardly sighed, and stared at the ground until the stranger replied.

[lone]

A black and white tom approached the border, his short fur ruffled by the wind. For a moment he stood there before the smallest of smiles crossed his maw. There was something powerful about being on the other side of a border and a ThunderClan cat being able to do nothing to you. Not that Gannetpaw was planning on talking to any. When he arrived he wasn't, anyways. It could be fun - forbidden relationships had been partly glorified, it appeared, from what he had heard. Oh sure, no one was ever supposed to know that they happened, but whispers went around camp and one thing led to another and eventually you were found out. Not like it was that big of a deal, though. Everyone knew that... well... you were bound to be involved in at least one conversation with a cat outside your Clan. And those conversations grew, and... well... they added up, that was all!

But Gannetpaw would be loyal to RiverClan forever. The Clan that he had been born in, the Clan that he would die in, the Clan that held his only friend (currently). Or at least the only cat he had even talked to lately. She might not be considered a friend but hey, who was Gannetpaw to say who was and wasn't a friend? What are you doing here, Gannetstar? He could almost hear the words in her playful mew. But no mew came, and Gannetpaw felt almost disappointed. Might as well see who he could meet here. It looked like the type of place that was... what was it? Perfect for meeting someone who could change your life. Or at least, that was what they would call it in the future. In stories.
cherry

[Kitty Mama]

A black and white tom approached the border, his short fur ruffled by the wind. For a moment he stood there before the smallest of smiles crossed his maw. There was something powerful about being on the other side of a border and a ThunderClan cat being able to do nothing to you. Not that Gannetpaw was planning on talking to any. When he arrived he wasn't, anyways. It could be fun - forbidden relationships had been partly glorified, it appeared, from what he had heard. Oh sure, no one was ever supposed to know that they happened, but whispers went around camp and one thing led to another and eventually you were found out. Not like it was that big of a deal, though. Everyone knew that... well... you were bound to be involved in at least one conversation with a cat outside your Clan. And those conversations grew, and... well... they added up, that was all!

But Gannetpaw would be loyal to RiverClan forever. The Clan that he had been born in, the Clan that he would die in, the Clan that held his only friend (currently). Or at least the only cat he had even talked to lately. She might not be considered a friend but hey, who was Gannetpaw to say who was and wasn't a friend? What are you doing here, Gannetstar? He could almost hear the words in her playful mew. But no mew came, and Gannetpaw felt almost disappointed. Might as well see who he could meet here. It looked like the type of place that was... what was it? Perfect for meeting someone who could change your life. Or at least, that was what they would call it in the future. In stories.
cherry

Trotting with quiet grace through the lengthy undergrowth of ThunderClan territory, Leopardpaw managed to slip away from camp in hopes of grabbing some fresh air of the forest. It would give her an opportunity to clear her head, self-reflect. All the important things that apprenticed needed to do daily. ..Well, except train, it seemed, considering she wasn’t quite out there with her mentor, learning the ins and outs of hunting and battling. Her paws appeared to be taking her to a border, she realized as the brush and trees grew less thick, opening to something more spacious that eventually led into RiverClan territory, and the scent of the river’s swirling water grew thicker on her tongue. She knew most ThunderClan cats despised the river and the Clan it stood for, but she didn’t think they were worth the extreme opposition. Although she hadn’t met a RiverClan cat personally, they did stick to their own and she’d never had any trouble with them. Mouse-brain, she told herself, you’re not supposed to think of reasons why they’re okay. My Clan would be disappointed in me. Despite the slightly depressing turn of her thoughts, Leopardpaw reminded that she didn’t have to hate the other Clans; she merely needed to remain loyal to ThunderClan, especially since tensions among them were rising once again with the recent shortage of prey and impending leaf-bare.

Approaching the border, a new and unexpected scent hit her: another cat, and it didn’t carry the ThunderClan smell she was accustomed to. This was something more fishy, something watery. RiverClan, undoubtedly, and her ears perked forward in interest, trying to find out if there was more than one. If it was a patrol, she didn’t think she had any business approaching when she’d heard horror stories of cats being brutally mauled over border skirmishes, and she didn’t stand a chance against an enemy patrol if they decided to attack. In an attempt to be subtle, she kept her body low to the ground and peered through some bushes, spotting the figure. It was a tom, and he didn’t give off a particularly threatening air - so with that in mind, she shuffled forward, a sheepish half-smile on her muzzle. “Hi,” she greeted, then determined she wasn’t really sure where to go from here. What if he turned out to be unfriendly? “I’m Leopardpaw. Of ThunderClan. Well, you probably know that.. Seeing as it’s the border, and I’m not in RiverClan.”

[lone]

Trotting with quiet grace through the lengthy undergrowth of ThunderClan territory, Leopardpaw managed to slip away from camp in hopes of grabbing some fresh air of the forest. It would give her an opportunity to clear her head, self-reflect. All the important things that apprenticed needed to do daily. ..Well, except train, it seemed, considering she wasn’t quite out there with her mentor, learning the ins and outs of hunting and battling. Her paws appeared to be taking her to a border, she realized as the brush and trees grew less thick, opening to something more spacious that eventually led into RiverClan territory, and the scent of the river’s swirling water grew thicker on her tongue. She knew most ThunderClan cats despised the river and the Clan it stood for, but she didn’t think they were worth the extreme opposition. Although she hadn’t met a RiverClan cat personally, they did stick to their own and she’d never had any trouble with them. Mouse-brain, she told herself, you’re not supposed to think of reasons why they’re okay. My Clan would be disappointed in me. Despite the slightly depressing turn of her thoughts, Leopardpaw reminded that she didn’t have to hate the other Clans; she merely needed to remain loyal to ThunderClan, especially since tensions among them were rising once again with the recent shortage of prey and impending leaf-bare.

Approaching the border, a new and unexpected scent hit her: another cat, and it didn’t carry the ThunderClan smell she was accustomed to. This was something more fishy, something watery. RiverClan, undoubtedly, and her ears perked forward in interest, trying to find out if there was more than one. If it was a patrol, she didn’t think she had any business approaching when she’d heard horror stories of cats being brutally mauled over border skirmishes, and she didn’t stand a chance against an enemy patrol if they decided to attack. In an attempt to be subtle, she kept her body low to the ground and peered through some bushes, spotting the figure. It was a tom, and he didn’t give off a particularly threatening air - so with that in mind, she shuffled forward, a sheepish half-smile on her muzzle. “Hi,” she greeted, then determined she wasn’t really sure where to go from here. What if he turned out to be unfriendly? “I’m Leopardpaw. Of ThunderClan. Well, you probably know that.. Seeing as it’s the border, and I’m not in RiverClan.”
He hadn't been expecting anyone to come here. Gannetpaw's eyes widened in surprise as he realized there was another cat - and that she was approaching him. Oh geez. Being an introvert didn't mean he was totally incapable of carrying on a conversation, but it did make it harder. "Uh - hi," The tom greeted her with a half-friendly smile. At the moment he was just the smallest bit anxious about trying to engage in conversation with this she cat, but he figured there was no harm! She wasn't going to hurt him. And if she did cross the border, well, Gannetpaw had been training for the past two or three moons now and he was pretty good at fighting. Better at hunting - but fighting wasn't bad either. Although his mentor probably wouldn't agree. "ThunderClan? Oh no, no, no... I could have SWORN you were from that - that Dusk Syndicate," The tom mewed sarcastically.

It was more or less a reflex for him. A kind of reflex that would turn him from feeling quite so anxious, to feeling as though he had a barrier around him. That type of sarcasm was pretty good as a reflex but he knew it couldn't hold for long. By nature he was kind - maybe a little prideful - and he liked to be left alone, without anyone. That wasn't the Gannetpaw that cats generally got to know. It was this sarcastic and funny, and seemingly extroverted tom that they got to know. Everyone was putting up some sort of a front - they were keeping a secret, they didn't want someone to know something about them, they were trying to fit in. Whatever it was, Gannetpaw was pretty sure that everyone was trying to keep some sort of front up. His faltered, but it was mainly good. At least that was what he tried to make it be... good.

Still, he kept a wary eye on Leopardpaw despite the semi-friendly stance that he was taking. The fur on the back of his neck bristled as he examined her, perhaps wondering if she were friend or foe or maybe he was wondering something else entirely. Either way, Gannetpaw was paying close attention to this she cat and hoping that he wasn't going to attack. "I'm Gannetpaw. Or Gannetstar, furball, mouse-brain... you know, I've been called it all." The tom mewed in a nonchalant manner. Gannetstar. What Redpaw called him, it was a joke, and it would always be a joke. That was funny - the young, sort of scrawny, pretty much always sarcastic apprentice from RiverClan actually becoming Gannetstar! Yeah - hilarious.

[Kitty Mama]

He hadn't been expecting anyone to come here. Gannetpaw's eyes widened in surprise as he realized there was another cat - and that she was approaching him. Oh geez. Being an introvert didn't mean he was totally incapable of carrying on a conversation, but it did make it harder. "Uh - hi," The tom greeted her with a half-friendly smile. At the moment he was just the smallest bit anxious about trying to engage in conversation with this she cat, but he figured there was no harm! She wasn't going to hurt him. And if she did cross the border, well, Gannetpaw had been training for the past two or three moons now and he was pretty good at fighting. Better at hunting - but fighting wasn't bad either. Although his mentor probably wouldn't agree. "ThunderClan? Oh no, no, no... I could have SWORN you were from that - that Dusk Syndicate," The tom mewed sarcastically.

It was more or less a reflex for him. A kind of reflex that would turn him from feeling quite so anxious, to feeling as though he had a barrier around him. That type of sarcasm was pretty good as a reflex but he knew it couldn't hold for long. By nature he was kind - maybe a little prideful - and he liked to be left alone, without anyone. That wasn't the Gannetpaw that cats generally got to know. It was this sarcastic and funny, and seemingly extroverted tom that they got to know. Everyone was putting up some sort of a front - they were keeping a secret, they didn't want someone to know something about them, they were trying to fit in. Whatever it was, Gannetpaw was pretty sure that everyone was trying to keep some sort of front up. His faltered, but it was mainly good. At least that was what he tried to make it be... good.

Still, he kept a wary eye on Leopardpaw despite the semi-friendly stance that he was taking. The fur on the back of his neck bristled as he examined her, perhaps wondering if she were friend or foe or maybe he was wondering something else entirely. Either way, Gannetpaw was paying close attention to this she cat and hoping that he wasn't going to attack. "I'm Gannetpaw. Or Gannetstar, furball, mouse-brain... you know, I've been called it all." The tom mewed in a nonchalant manner. Gannetstar. What Redpaw called him, it was a joke, and it would always be a joke. That was funny - the young, sort of scrawny, pretty much always sarcastic apprentice from RiverClan actually becoming Gannetstar! Yeah - hilarious.
Ears tilting forward further in interest when the tom spoke, Leopardpaw didn’t move from where she stood, still unsure of his intentions. She didn’t want to provoke him or be seen as a threat, since she was almost warrior-size, and he was smaller. Must be an apprentice, she thought to herself, or maybe he’s just ...short. It wasn’t unheard of when there were plenty of cats with thinner frames in ThunderClan, even though it was more of a WindClan trait. ”I don’t think they’re smart enough to find their way to ThunderClan.” Leopardpaw’s meow held a pinch of amusement, not put off by his sarcasm but rather enjoying it. He was livelier than most of the apprentices she’d interacted with. ”I’ve never met a Dusk Syndicate cat,” she admitted, shrugging her shoulders, ”so I guess I wouldn’t know. But the elders around here say they’re pretty mean furballs.” She wasn’t interested in engaging with someone from that faction… or really any other faction, hard as it was to believe when she was standing here, talking to a RiverClanner.

Leopardpaw didn’t mind casual conversation like this and didn’t see the harm in it - what was the worst that could happen? Nobody was going to catch them, and even if they did, they weren’t doing anything wrong. Chatting was allowed. Probably potentially educational when she could learn a thing or two about RiverClan from a primary source. That made her wonder, and she tilted her head to sarcastically conclude, ”I bet all the RiverClan cats are as sarcastic and charming as you.” It was a joke, and she could hardly keep the amusement from seeping into her tone as she spoke to him; it was a playful jab at his own sarcastic demeanor. While she wouldn’t talk to a cat of authority like that, this apprentice seemed to be okay since he wasn’t about to attack. Hopefully. It was hard to believe he would do anything when he even had a half-smile on his muzzle with a somewhat friendly stance.

”Gannetpaw,” she responded carefully, trying out the name for herself and enjoying how it rolled off her tongue with fluidity. So he is an apprentice! “That’s a unique one. I can’t say I’ve heard of it before.” That was fine by her, she preferred unique and as a kit, she’d wished her father had given her something less common. By now, she was content and proud of her name. The rest of his names -- most rather funny -- elicited a snort of laughter from Leopardpaw, ”Gannetstar. I could believe it.” There was a pause. ”But it would also be disappointing, since I doubt you’d have time for chatting at the border if you were leader.” That’s why they didn’t see Russetstar or Snowstar out here, probably. They had leaderly things to attend to. ”So tell me, Gannetstar - would you do anything differently in RiverClan if you were leader?”

[Brilliance]

Wildfire couldn’t help but give the male on the branch above her a small smirk and slight tilt of her head as he looked at her, the female’s tail swishing back and forth behind her as the two of them seemed to already have something brewing between them - yet she couldn’t place her paw on it. “Without a doubt, love.” Wildfire purred, answering his questioning remark about her being unique. In her mind, everyone was special and unique in their own way, letting them stand out and not come off as just a copy of someone else. The young she-cat gave a small huff of breath, leaning back against the branch slightly. “Mouse-brained tom..” She muttered with jokingly tone to it. So far, his company was alright and she was quite enjoying talking with this Thunderclan male. Wildfire didn’t talk to many cats, but that was her own choice, of course - she didn’t like how most cats never really liked her energetic nature and upbeat personality. The warrior gave a nod of agreement to his words about being quieter over here, smiling and relaxing there with her eyes closed - showing the laidback nature that she usually sported. “If you’d truly want me gone, I would be gone by now, wouldn’t I?” She retorted to his words, not moving when she said so. Wildfire noticed the weight shift on the branch that she was laying on, opening her eyes and noticing him beside her now, looking the she-cat over with shining eyes. She chuckled at this and rolled her eyes, sitting up and smirking at him. “No, I suppose not.” Wildfire remarked, lifting a paw and inspecting her claws, “Though, the smartest choice isn’t always the right one.” She looked at the male for a quiet moment, smiling before looking back out at the forest below. There was a calmed silence that went between the two warriors as they sat there, but Wildfire noticed him scoot closer to her on the branch, her fur touching him practically now. She would’ve given a smartened remark about this, but his question quickly steered the conversation in another direction. “You could say that.” Wildfire murmured, “Many were injured, broken legs, bloody gashes, shock, half-drowned cats - it wasn’t pretty when Shadowclan first was brought into camp. Though the medicine cats are doing the best they can.” Wildfire thought back to the scene that she laid witness to in the clearing before she had fled to the woods. It was a surprise within herself that those apprentices got away with so much when it came to getting into fights with one another. His words drew her away from her thoughts and Wildfire laughed slightly. “Amazing is one word to describe it.” She said, blinking at the tom beside her. “Ah, afraid not. I am not much of a social butterfly - even in my own clan.” The warrior said and tilted her head towards him, “Is there anyone out there that you are worried about or something?” Wildfire didn’t wish to push him, but was curious and took the chance to ask.

What was with the use of affectionate nicknames…? The tiger printed feline felt odd when she he used them. Alienated in a way because deep within him something rumbled. It was soft, a bit inaudible to hear, but he felt the emotion within him. Tigerbreeze mimicked her purr, his more softer because it didn’t comprehend to him that he should be doing it at all. He had stated the truth. There was something odd about this Riverclan feline. The fact that she thought she could welcome herself into the neighboring clan made Tigerbreeze realize that she was bold. Very bold. ‘’Hey!’’ His ears flicked irritably at her words. Who was she calling Mousebrain? Tigerbreeze didn’t want to disrupt where he sat. It was a comfortable ledge. He wondered if he leaned even further, would he be able to catch the many cats that settled into the opposing clan. But, he didn't dare move from this spot. His eyes slithered to catch the fiery molly, casually displaying a cool motive. She didn't seem like the type to want to cause an ambush. She had been on Thunderclan’s territory. By right, he could chase her off, or bring her back to Snowstar to handle. “Who you calling mousebrain?” He was offended, yet his whiskers twitched with amusement, wiggling on his face in a dancing manner. A hole seemed to have grown in his heart, the pit empty and sad. He was a loyal warrior to Thunderclan, but at the moment he wasn't proving his loyalty to his leader. He practically allowed this she cat to vacation on their territory. The agitation pricked in his paws, and he retracted them deeper into the bark of the tree. Casting the thought aside, he turned to the molly to give her a smile. She was toying with him - that was it, wasn’t it? She voiced the very words that he thought. If he wanted her gone, he would had chased her out. There was still time to do that, however. It was the right thing to do. Yet, Tigerbreeze felt he never grasped the initial thought of integrity. Just like her, he was reckless, and wanted to have a little fun. She was keeping him from boredom. He hadn’t expected to crash into the feline while strolling the borders. ’’Don’t push your limits.’’ He grunted, stretching his body for a moment along the branch. His claws were clinging onto the wood, and he ignored the numb pain that started to reside there. ‘’I may be a thunderclan cat, but I’m warning you now - I run like a windclan one.’’ The tom had shifted his body to where he was near her, his brilliant colored hues trailing her form for a moment. By this time, he caught her smirk, one of his own etched onto his maw. He curled his tail around the branch to furthermore support his weight. ‘’I don’t think you’re making a smart choice - or a right one.’’ If he were any other cat, he was sure he wouldn’t have the patience with this riverclan kitty on their turf. Though Tigerbreeze always had been a friendly cat. Quite frankly, when you see a pretty feline, you just don’t push them away so easily. The tom felt himself a little drawn towards her. Something so exotic, that he had to catch it. The sensitivity of her fur against his own brought a pleasuring spark to his insides. Whenever Tigerbreeze was around such pretty felines, he wasn’t afraid to display affection. The mere image of Desertpelt entered his mind, and the tom reeled back quickly, setting a meager distance between them. The flash of silence between them had made the tom itch. He wasn’t the one for silence. It was already awkward since he first met the feline earlier, and here they were. Talking like old friends. His ears twisted towards her, and slowly he turned his head to listen to the molly speak. ‘’Sounds devastating.’’ Good thing Thunderclan wasn’t in ruins. Tigerbreeze couldn’t imagine how cramped their camp must’ve been. ‘’Two medicine cats are better than one, though. May Starclan be with River and Shadow.’’ He dipped his head, his words soft and sincere. The clans were already going through so much, why add on to the chaos? He didn’t find it in any harm in telling her this - especially since his own love resided there at the moment. Upon her next responses, he simply nodded, giving a little snort of amusement. When suddenly she asked her question, Tigerbreeze felt himself withdrawing. His mind flashed back to when he saw her getting away from the flooded camp. She was safe. Heavily soaked, but safe. They said...they would try. Only, he didn’t know what they were. In love - yes. Mates? The tom flicked his ears, gazing at the other feline with a softened, unreadable expression. Giving his jaws a lick, he nodded. ‘’Yeah, actually I am. A friend. I just need to know if she made it safely in riverclan.’’ This friend meant a lot to him. Meant the world to him. Giving the she cat a sideways glance, he asked, ‘’Desertpelt. Heard of her? Possibly seen her? If you do…’’ He paused. A quaint emotion inside his stomach. Like a ton of rocks positioned there. ‘’Could you - possibly - tell her that. Uh...I can’t wait to see her?’’ The two had promised to meet up. They promised to try to make things work between them.

[Captain]

What was with the use of affectionate nicknames…? The tiger printed feline felt odd when she he used them. Alienated in a way because deep within him something rumbled. It was soft, a bit inaudible to hear, but he felt the emotion within him. Tigerbreeze mimicked her purr, his more softer because it didn’t comprehend to him that he should be doing it at all. He had stated the truth. There was something odd about this Riverclan feline. The fact that she thought she could welcome herself into the neighboring clan made Tigerbreeze realize that she was bold. Very bold. ‘’Hey!’’ His ears flicked irritably at her words. Who was she calling Mousebrain? Tigerbreeze didn’t want to disrupt where he sat. It was a comfortable ledge. He wondered if he leaned even further, would he be able to catch the many cats that settled into the opposing clan. But, he didn't dare move from this spot. His eyes slithered to catch the fiery molly, casually displaying a cool motive. She didn't seem like the type to want to cause an ambush. She had been on Thunderclan’s territory. By right, he could chase her off, or bring her back to Snowstar to handle. “Who you calling mousebrain?” He was offended, yet his whiskers twitched with amusement, wiggling on his face in a dancing manner. A hole seemed to have grown in his heart, the pit empty and sad. He was a loyal warrior to Thunderclan, but at the moment he wasn't proving his loyalty to his leader. He practically allowed this she cat to vacation on their territory. The agitation pricked in his paws, and he retracted them deeper into the bark of the tree. Casting the thought aside, he turned to the molly to give her a smile. She was toying with him - that was it, wasn’t it? She voiced the very words that he thought. If he wanted her gone, he would had chased her out. There was still time to do that, however. It was the right thing to do. Yet, Tigerbreeze felt he never grasped the initial thought of integrity. Just like her, he was reckless, and wanted to have a little fun. She was keeping him from boredom. He hadn’t expected to crash into the feline while strolling the borders. ’’Don’t push your limits.’’ He grunted, stretching his body for a moment along the branch. His claws were clinging onto the wood, and he ignored the numb pain that started to reside there. ‘’I may be a thunderclan cat, but I’m warning you now - I run like a windclan one.’’ The tom had shifted his body to where he was near her, his brilliant colored hues trailing her form for a moment. By this time, he caught her smirk, one of his own etched onto his maw. He curled his tail around the branch to furthermore support his weight. ‘’I don’t think you’re making a smart choice - or a right one.’’ If he were any other cat, he was sure he wouldn’t have the patience with this riverclan kitty on their turf. Though Tigerbreeze always had been a friendly cat. Quite frankly, when you see a pretty feline, you just don’t push them away so easily. The tom felt himself a little drawn towards her. Something so exotic, that he had to catch it. The sensitivity of her fur against his own brought a pleasuring spark to his insides. Whenever Tigerbreeze was around such pretty felines, he wasn’t afraid to display affection. The mere image of Desertpelt entered his mind, and the tom reeled back quickly, setting a meager distance between them. The flash of silence between them had made the tom itch. He wasn’t the one for silence. It was already awkward since he first met the feline earlier, and here they were. Talking like old friends. His ears twisted towards her, and slowly he turned his head to listen to the molly speak. ‘’Sounds devastating.’’ Good thing Thunderclan wasn’t in ruins. Tigerbreeze couldn’t imagine how cramped their camp must’ve been. ‘’Two medicine cats are better than one, though. May Starclan be with River and Shadow.’’ He dipped his head, his words soft and sincere. The clans were already going through so much, why add on to the chaos? He didn’t find it in any harm in telling her this - especially since his own love resided there at the moment. Upon her next responses, he simply nodded, giving a little snort of amusement. When suddenly she asked her question, Tigerbreeze felt himself withdrawing. His mind flashed back to when he saw her getting away from the flooded camp. She was safe. Heavily soaked, but safe. They said...they would try. Only, he didn’t know what they were. In love - yes. Mates? The tom flicked his ears, gazing at the other feline with a softened, unreadable expression. Giving his jaws a lick, he nodded. ‘’Yeah, actually I am. A friend. I just need to know if she made it safely in riverclan.’’ This friend meant a lot to him. Meant the world to him. Giving the she cat a sideways glance, he asked, ‘’Desertpelt. Heard of her? Possibly seen her? If you do…’’ He paused. A quaint emotion inside his stomach. Like a ton of rocks positioned there. ‘’Could you - possibly - tell her that. Uh...I can’t wait to see her?’’ The two had promised to meet up. They promised to try to make things work between them.


The fiery she-cat smirked, looking at the Thunderclan tom with a twitch of amusement showing in her whiskers as he noted right away that she had, indeed, called him a mouse-brain without much hesitation in the warrior’s actions. “Well, perhaps I wouldn't call you that if I knew your name, stranger.” Wildfire mentioned, chuckling lightly as she could see the amusement in his stance, despite the offended tone from before. “If it makes you feel better, you have permission to call me a fish-breath.” She offered, her tail swaying behind her as it hung loosely off the branch that she was perched on. She looked at the tom for a moment, finding him rather entertaining and silly to be around. Most of the males in Riverclan were either settled down with a mate and kittens or a total fox-hearted jerk. Of course, all the females besides her jumped to the chance and took all the nice males. To be honest, she was surprised that her brother didn't have a mate yet, always being so charming in she-cat’s eyes. A simple thought about this made her want to throw-up, despising her older brother. However, the grunting tone of the male next to her brought her back to their further conversation. “Oh? But I thought I already had pushed them since the moment you caught me up here.” Wildfire teased him with a sparkle in her amber-hued eyes, a small laugh coming from her when she heard his next remark. “Oh, I'm so scared.” She said, rolling her eyes before taking a moment to be serious, “But yeah, I believe you on that, don't worry. No funny business from this dame. You have my word on that.” Wildfire claimed, placing a paw on her chest to assure herself to him, though what he said after this made her simply smile after giving a slight huff. “If you personally knew me or were in Riverclan, you would know that I'm not known for making the very best decisions for my own gain.” She said, her smile faltering as she looked off into the forest, “It seems to be the only thing that lets me stand out among the crowd.” There was a moment of silence from the she-cat before she shook her head, turning back to the tom that accompanied her. “It is quite the tragedy.” She said, looking up to the sky that peeked through the tree leaves above them, “May Starclan have mercy on Shadowclan for what they've endured lately.” Wildfire mentioned, thoughtful towards their rival clan for a few seconds. They were all in this together, but sadly, not many cats were willing to accept that. As the young warrior listened to the tom tell her of his worries for a friend that stayed in her camp, she nodded, thinking for a moment. “The name does sound familiar.. I don't know them personally though, unfortunately.” Wildfire expressed, her ears flicking as this tom seemed to show clear affection towards this Desertpelt character. “I'll see what I can do.” She said, a soft smile resting on her muzzle. She was a lot of things - annoying, adventurous, bold and even reckless - but she was not heartless. “This she-cat must mean quite a lot to you,” Wildfire mentioned, serious and sincere, rather than playful like before, “She is lucky to have found a tom as caring as you towards her.”

[lone]

Ears tilting forward further in interest when the tom spoke, Leopardpaw didn’t move from where she stood, still unsure of his intentions. She didn’t want to provoke him or be seen as a threat, since she was almost warrior-size, and he was smaller. Must be an apprentice, she thought to herself, or maybe he’s just ...short. It wasn’t unheard of when there were plenty of cats with thinner frames in ThunderClan, even though it was more of a WindClan trait. ”I don’t think they’re smart enough to find their way to ThunderClan.” Leopardpaw’s meow held a pinch of amusement, not put off by his sarcasm but rather enjoying it. He was livelier than most of the apprentices she’d interacted with. ”I’ve never met a Dusk Syndicate cat,” she admitted, shrugging her shoulders, ”so I guess I wouldn’t know. But the elders around here say they’re pretty mean furballs.” She wasn’t interested in engaging with someone from that faction… or really any other faction, hard as it was to believe when she was standing here, talking to a RiverClanner.

Leopardpaw didn’t mind casual conversation like this and didn’t see the harm in it - what was the worst that could happen? Nobody was going to catch them, and even if they did, they weren’t doing anything wrong. Chatting was allowed. Probably potentially educational when she could learn a thing or two about RiverClan from a primary source. That made her wonder, and she tilted her head to sarcastically conclude, ”I bet all the RiverClan cats are as sarcastic and charming as you.” It was a joke, and she could hardly keep the amusement from seeping into her tone as she spoke to him; it was a playful jab at his own sarcastic demeanor. While she wouldn’t talk to a cat of authority like that, this apprentice seemed to be okay since he wasn’t about to attack. Hopefully. It was hard to believe he would do anything when he even had a half-smile on his muzzle with a somewhat friendly stance.

”Gannetpaw,” she responded carefully, trying out the name for herself and enjoying how it rolled off her tongue with fluidity. So he is an apprentice! “That’s a unique one. I can’t say I’ve heard of it before.” That was fine by her, she preferred unique and as a kit, she’d wished her father had given her something less common. By now, she was content and proud of her name. The rest of his names -- most rather funny -- elicited a snort of laughter from Leopardpaw, ”Gannetstar. I could believe it.” There was a pause. ”But it would also be disappointing, since I doubt you’d have time for chatting at the border if you were leader.” That’s why they didn’t see Russetstar or Snowstar out here, probably. They had leaderly things to attend to. ”So tell me, Gannetstar - would you do anything differently in RiverClan if you were leader?”
"Eh, I've learned not to judge by first impressions." The tom gave a shrug. His responses seemed to be leaving a certain something to be desired - despite the fact that he could be kind, that was actually something he was known for, but at the moment he was just being... quick. With his responses, that was. Answering as though he were almost about to lost interest in the conversation one moment, then regaining it the next. "But hey - maybe they are mean furballs." Sounded like something that Redpaw would call him, and part of him wished she would make this conversation go a little better. Maybe she could make him seem less arrogant - sarcastic - rude - whatever else it was that he was sure others saw him as, maybe she could fix that. Gannetpaw had discovered, by himself, that his responses in this scenario tended to become less kind and friendly and more sarcastic and arrogant.

It was like nothing could be serious for him. Because this was the safest way to go. And, they tended to be short. It was up to her to keep the conversation going because Gannetpaw was not at all good at that. Introverts never were. Not that he had met, anyways, and he was pretty sure this would go downhill eventually. A short laugh left the tom's maw at her comment and his eyes twinkled mischieviously. "I'm going to pretend that you complimented me even though you pretty much just called me unoriginal - and I'm also going to pretend that you were being serious," The black and white tom mewed in his usual sarcastically teasing tone. Maybe there was a chance that they could up being friendly - not friends, Gannetpaw was pretty confident he wanted to stay loyal to RiverClan and refrain from making close friends outside his Clan (so maybe they could be good friends, just not close?) and someday become a warrior.

Maybe have a family. That would be nice, having a family... and maybe in the future he would have more friends. "Heh. My family was... interesting, to say the very most of them." That was about all Gannetpaw could say about them. He didn't know them very well. Even as a kit he hadn't really gotten to know them and still wasn't close. Why? Who could say. Her next words had the tom's ears pricked up and he gave her a look as though she were half-crazy, but at the same time, it really made him think about the ins and outs of his own Clan. "I don't know that I would have let ShadowClan stay with us. Although it's a pretty good chance to make an ally. And then... you know, I really don't know. What about you?"

There was a more secret wish of his that he wasn't planning on telling anybody, least of all a stranger, but he was interested in knowing what she had to say about this. No doubt she would have some sort of a plan. Leopardpaw struck him as the sort of cat who would have something to say about her Clan.

[Brilliance]

The fiery she-cat smirked, looking at the Thunderclan tom with a twitch of amusement showing in her whiskers as he noted right away that she had, indeed, called him a mouse-brain without much hesitation in the warrior’s actions. “Well, perhaps I wouldn't call you that if I knew your name, stranger.” Wildfire mentioned, chuckling lightly as she could see the amusement in his stance, despite the offended tone from before. “If it makes you feel better, you have permission to call me a fish-breath.” She offered, her tail swaying behind her as it hung loosely off the branch that she was perched on. She looked at the tom for a moment, finding him rather entertaining and silly to be around. Most of the males in Riverclan were either settled down with a mate and kittens or a total fox-hearted jerk. Of course, all the females besides her jumped to the chance and took all the nice males. To be honest, she was surprised that her brother didn't have a mate yet, always being so charming in she-cat’s eyes. A simple thought about this made her want to throw-up, despising her older brother. However, the grunting tone of the male next to her brought her back to their further conversation. “Oh? But I thought I already had pushed them since the moment you caught me up here.” Wildfire teased him with a sparkle in her amber-hued eyes, a small laugh coming from her when she heard his next remark. “Oh, I'm so scared.” She said, rolling her eyes before taking a moment to be serious, “But yeah, I believe you on that, don't worry. No funny business from this dame. You have my word on that.” Wildfire claimed, placing a paw on her chest to assure herself to him, though what he said after this made her simply smile after giving a slight huff. “If you personally knew me or were in Riverclan, you would know that I'm not known for making the very best decisions for my own gain.” She said, her smile faltering as she looked off into the forest, “It seems to be the only thing that lets me stand out among the crowd.” There was a moment of silence from the she-cat before she shook her head, turning back to the tom that accompanied her. “It is quite the tragedy.” She said, looking up to the sky that peeked through the tree leaves above them, “May Starclan have mercy on Shadowclan for what they've endured lately.” Wildfire mentioned, thoughtful towards their rival clan for a few seconds. They were all in this together, but sadly, not many cats were willing to accept that. As the young warrior listened to the tom tell her of his worries for a friend that stayed in her camp, she nodded, thinking for a moment. “The name does sound familiar.. I don't know them personally though, unfortunately.” Wildfire expressed, her ears flicking as this tom seemed to show clear affection towards this Desertpelt character. “I'll see what I can do.” She said, a soft smile resting on her muzzle. She was a lot of things - annoying, adventurous, bold and even reckless - but she was not heartless. “This she-cat must mean quite a lot to you,” Wildfire mentioned, serious and sincere, rather than playful like before, “She is lucky to have found a tom as caring as you towards her.”



Tigerbreeze felt that he was being played with. Like a game. Yet, he was far from being a broken toy. ''So, this is how you plan on getting my name, eh?'' Tigerbreeze regretted those words. They came off too flirty. A bit too strong. Clearing his throat, the tom glance at her quickly, keeping his tail wrapped tightly along the branch to support himself whenever he leaned too far into her. The tom knew how to keep himself balanced. As an apprentice, he was rather smooth more than anything. Well, until he met Desertpelt. He had to remain faithful to her - had to. No exceptions. Though, he couldn't stop the purr that was dancing in his throat. ''How about you just call me - Handsome? Charming?'' Anything better than Mousebrained, he believe. She made it sound like he were slow. Or, insane. Tigerbreeze was pretty sure that he was sane. And, smart. Well, not super smart. Average intelligence smart. In other words - he was smart enough. ''Pee-eww!'' He cringed. Fish...breath, really? ''Eh, it sounds too outdated, if you ask me.'' His claws dug further into the branch, itching to start moving soon. ''Along with otterfish, Otter-breaths, anything relating to fish. I would love to know your name though.'' His whiskers twitched with delight. ''Then, maybe you can get mine. If you be good.'' For a second his tail unwrapped from the branch, lashing in the air with attached happiness clearly displayed in his expression. The molly wasn't so bad, he came to this agreement after a while of over-welcoming her stay. She should be leaving now before anyone seen them around here. ''I'll chase you out this tree right now. You want that?'' He glared at her, a daring challenge. Boy, would he run after her effortlessly without a knack of exhaustion in his bones. Upon her next words, he growled playfully. ''Alright, that's - '' then, she continued, making the tom huffed his response. Wasn't she filled with joys? Tigerbreeze found himself rolling his eyes to the sky. ''If you get caught, you blame them on your bad decisions,'' He rolled about, snickering. The tom climbed back onto a branch higher. It was much sturdier and able to support his weight. He sprawled on it, rolling onto his back, and flicked his gaze to get a good look at the molly. ''After all, thunderclan is very understanding that Riverclan isn't...that smart of a clan, eh?'' The edges of his maw etched into a brilliant smirk. It was nothing wrong with being different. Ordinary was so...boring. Bland. Simple. Tigerbreeze personally liked being different from others. More outspoken and boisterous. The Tom lounged on the higher branch, being able to see the auburn pelted feline below him. His paw dangled about, one of his claws carelessly out and he laid his head on the crook of his arm. When things became quiet between them for a moment, Tigerbreeze took a moment to analyze this Molly. What exactly was her deal? Obviously, she didn't look like she would cause a ruckus. Her moves were silent, and all she wanted to do was relax. The funny part about that was - when did a Riverclan cat know how to climb trees? It was like a Thunderclanner knowing how to swim. By all means, Tigerbreeze knew nothing. Absolutely nothing about swimming. He stayed away from the water. Even the shallow end scared him out his wits. Hm, maybe she was different? Not like the rest, and chose to follow the path less taken. Tigerbreeze blinked his eyes, her words appearing more clearer to his distracted mind. “Oh, uh, yeah!” He only prayed to Starclan that she hadn't noticed he was staring at her. Let alone, thinking how alien she behaved. Moving onto Shadowclan, the Tom was pretty sure their leader had everything covered. Shadowclan was a great clan! He only thought this because his beloved resided her. The Tom’s ears perked when the she cat said that Desertpelt’s name sounded familiar. This made his head pop up and he wiggled his nose. Hopefully...though she said she didn't recall her. He flattened his ears for a moment and frowned. “Ah, it's alright. I shouldn't be too worried about her anyway. That's clinginess - I am not clingy.” The Tom lifted his muzzle in a snobby manner, snorting. That was not how Tigerbreeze rolled. It was evident that he cared a lot, but he felt that if he cared too much...then, he might as well be known as someone who is weak. One with his kind of ego? It was not up for debate. Tigerbreeze was a Tom. He was supposed to act tough and unnerved by most - “Just keep an eye out for her please...she has a...bad scar on her face. You shouldn't miss her.” His voice was low, silent. As if someone else would be able to hear him. He didn't need other Thunderclanner to be nosy in his business. Yeah, he was in love with a Shadowclan Molly! Who cared!? He should be able to love who he wanted to love! Stupid warrior code setting boundaries on loyalty and love...it made the Tom angry, but this anger he buried down and simply relaxed with this Molly he dubbed as a friend. He turned over to lie on his back, to allow the sun to filter through the trees and glow onto his belly fur. “Yeah…” he heard her words. One of his claws had latched onto a a bent twig, and he tugged at it to pull it off. Now, Tigerbreeze was a flirt. But, he wasn't mushy. He was not going to tell this she cat that Desertpelt was his entire world, that he was living and breathing because he had faith they would be together. That she was constantly on his mind, day and night. That whenever he was around her, they were the only two that existed. That they were trying to be together...even if it doesn't work out. That it will shatter his heart into microscopic pieces. Why would he tell her all this? To be honest, he felt lucky to have Desertpelt in his life than the other way around. “Aw, why you say that, now? Don't you have a special seal back in River?” Slightly, he turned his head, mainly his eyes to stare at the fiery Molly. She was a very pretty Molly. It was hard to tell if she had someone who had a glad eye on her.

[Captain]

Tigerbreeze felt that he was being played with. Like a game. Yet, he was far from being a broken toy. ''So, this is how you plan on getting my name, eh?'' Tigerbreeze regretted those words. They came off too flirty. A bit too strong. Clearing his throat, the tom glance at her quickly, keeping his tail wrapped tightly along the branch to support himself whenever he leaned too far into her. The tom knew how to keep himself balanced. As an apprentice, he was rather smooth more than anything. Well, until he met Desertpelt. He had to remain faithful to her - had to. No exceptions. Though, he couldn't stop the purr that was dancing in his throat. ''How about you just call me - Handsome? Charming?'' Anything better than Mousebrained, he believe. She made it sound like he were slow. Or, insane. Tigerbreeze was pretty sure that he was sane. And, smart. Well, not super smart. Average intelligence smart. In other words - he was smart enough. ''Pee-eww!'' He cringed. Fish...breath, really? ''Eh, it sounds too outdated, if you ask me.'' His claws dug further into the branch, itching to start moving soon. ''Along with otterfish, Otter-breaths, anything relating to fish. I would love to know your name though.'' His whiskers twitched with delight. ''Then, maybe you can get mine. If you be good.'' For a second his tail unwrapped from the branch, lashing in the air with attached happiness clearly displayed in his expression. The molly wasn't so bad, he came to this agreement after a while of over-welcoming her stay. She should be leaving now before anyone seen them around here. ''I'll chase you out this tree right now. You want that?'' He glared at her, a daring challenge. Boy, would he run after her effortlessly without a knack of exhaustion in his bones. Upon her next words, he growled playfully. ''Alright, that's - '' then, she continued, making the tom huffed his response. Wasn't she filled with joys? Tigerbreeze found himself rolling his eyes to the sky. ''If you get caught, you blame them on your bad decisions,'' He rolled about, snickering. The tom climbed back onto a branch higher. It was much sturdier and able to support his weight. He sprawled on it, rolling onto his back, and flicked his gaze to get a good look at the molly. ''After all, thunderclan is very understanding that Riverclan isn't...that smart of a clan, eh?'' The edges of his maw etched into a brilliant smirk. It was nothing wrong with being different. Ordinary was so...boring. Bland. Simple. Tigerbreeze personally liked being different from others. More outspoken and boisterous. The Tom lounged on the higher branch, being able to see the auburn pelted feline below him. His paw dangled about, one of his claws carelessly out and he laid his head on the crook of his arm. When things became quiet between them for a moment, Tigerbreeze took a moment to analyze this Molly. What exactly was her deal? Obviously, she didn't look like she would cause a ruckus. Her moves were silent, and all she wanted to do was relax. The funny part about that was - when did a Riverclan cat know how to climb trees? It was like a Thunderclanner knowing how to swim. By all means, Tigerbreeze knew nothing. Absolutely nothing about swimming. He stayed away from the water. Even the shallow end scared him out his wits. Hm, maybe she was different? Not like the rest, and chose to follow the path less taken. Tigerbreeze blinked his eyes, her words appearing more clearer to his distracted mind. “Oh, uh, yeah!” He only prayed to Starclan that she hadn't noticed he was staring at her. Let alone, thinking how alien she behaved. Moving onto Shadowclan, the Tom was pretty sure their leader had everything covered. Shadowclan was a great clan! He only thought this because his beloved resided her. The Tom’s ears perked when the she cat said that Desertpelt’s name sounded familiar. This made his head pop up and he wiggled his nose. Hopefully...though she said she didn't recall her. He flattened his ears for a moment and frowned. “Ah, it's alright. I shouldn't be too worried about her anyway. That's clinginess - I am not clingy.” The Tom lifted his muzzle in a snobby manner, snorting. That was not how Tigerbreeze rolled. It was evident that he cared a lot, but he felt that if he cared too much...then, he might as well be known as someone who is weak. One with his kind of ego? It was not up for debate. Tigerbreeze was a Tom. He was supposed to act tough and unnerved by most - “Just keep an eye out for her please...she has an a...bad scar on her face. You shouldn't miss her.” His voice was low, silent. As if someone else would be able to hear him. He didn't need other Thunderclanner to be nosy in his business. Yeah, he was in love with a Shadowclan Molly! Who cared!? He should be able to love who he wanted to love! Stupid warrior code setting boundaries on loyalty and love...it made the Tom angry, but this anger he buried down and simply relaxed with this Molly he dubbed as a friend. He turned over to lie on his back, to allow the sun to filter through the trees and glow onto his belly fur. “Yeah…” he heard her words. One of his claws had latched onto a a bent twig, and he tugged at it to pull it off. Now, Tigerbreeze was a flirt. But, he wasn't mushy. He was not going to tell this shecat that Desertpelt was his entire world, that he was living and breathing because he had faith they would be together. That she was constantly on his mind, day and night. That whenever he was around her, they were the only two that existed. That they were trying to be together...even if it doesn't work out. That it will shatter his heart into microscopic pieces. Why would he tell her all this? To be honest, he felt lucky to have Desertpelt in his life than the other way around. “Aw, why you say that, now? Don't you have a special seal back in River?” Slightly, he turned his head, mainly his eyes to stare at the fiery Molly. She was a very pretty Molly. It was hard to tell if she had someone who had a glad eye on her.
Wildfire tilted her head to the side ever so slightly, a sly smirk creeping onto her maw when she heard the teasing tone laced in his words. “Yes, I believe that would be the most honorable way to learn someone’s name.” She joked and rested the tip of her tail on the warrior’s chin for a moment, “Or would you rather I use more, how you say, interesting methods to get what I want from a male such as yourself?” The red-furred female knew that two could play this little game that they had going on, with her own use of teasing and purring laced within her softened words that slipped from her parted lips. The shecat gave a light chuckle of amusement, however, and rested her tail against her side once more, loving to catch this male off guard with her strange behavior. Wildfire had to admit, it was fun playing around with this Thunderclan warrior, he was much more amusing and intriguing compared to those foolish Riverclan tomcats, who already had settled down with mates and had kittens by now. She broke away from her distant thoughts due to what he said next, her suggestive smirk returning to her face now as she gave a slight shrug of her shoulders. “If that’s what you wish, handsome, then by all means - your wish is my command.” Wildfire remarked, staring at him with her darkening haunting amber-hued eyes for a moment in silence afterward. “Outdated, huh?” The Riverclan female mewed, raising her eyebrow a little, “Alright then, I can deal with that. The name’s Wildfire, I got the name from my blazing pelt and fiery personality.” She said that last part with another purr brewing within her throat, loving every second of this. Usually, her daily tasks were, oh, so boring and tedious with no fun or anyone to play with whatsoever. It made her sigh ever so, but the warrior tended not to dwell on such silly nonsense at this time. She found it amusing how this tomcat reacted to her challenging, daring words, shooting back his own challenging words as a rebuttal. “Ah, well, it just depends on whether you’d catch me or not, mister charming and handsome.” Wildfire murmured, striking back a flirtatious side once more. It was rather fun, as she had said many times before. The long-furred shecat watched as the male shifted onto his back on the branch, assuming a more suitable, comfortable position as he looked at her still. “To be honest, I would have to agree about Riverclan not being the brightest bunch of cats.” She mentioned, thinking back to her various encounters with the simple-minded folk, “Though every clan has it’s flaws, does it not?” Wildfire said with a warm smile as she looked at him once again. At this time, the shecat looked off into the forest, growing rather pensive and thoughtful for a few short moments before she noticed that the warrior was staring at her from out of the corner of her vision. She didn’t say anything about this, however, finding it to be a rare sight to see a male look at her such as he did, despite her not knowing the thoughts that went through that tomcat brain of his. Wildfire proceeded to pick bits of fur and mud out of her claws as she listened to him speak, her ears twitching to let him know that she was, in fact, listening to what he had to say. “Even if you were, what’s wrong with being a little clingy?” The female commented, eyeing the tom for a moment, “It just shows how much you care about someone. In my opinion, I think it would be a wonderful gift to have someone so devoted and worried about you like that.” She continued to listen to this male speak, not saying anything more for a while. Wildfire gave a slight nod, however, when he mentioned how this Desertpelt looked. The molly watched him once more as he laid on his back and enjoyed the warm sunlight on his underbelly. “Ah, young love..” She murmured under her breath, “Such a rare, yet interesting development to watch from afar.” This was basically her talking to herself at this point, her thoughts becoming out loud at one point in time. Wildfire was no foolish cat, seeing how this male spoke of this female. Sure, he didn’t say it out loud, but with some observations in the way he acted and such, few with a close eye could see the passion that he felt within his heart. His next words drew her away from this pensive thought process once more and she shook her head, not looking at the Thunderclan warrior any longer with a smile on her maw, which was more saddened than happy. “Unfortunately not.” Wildfire mentioned, “The males of my clan think I take too many risks and don’t take many things seriously. Other than that, there aren’t many males in Riverclan that are around my age and mateless at the moment anyway, so it wouldn’t matter.” The young female gave a slight sigh, looking out at the river that divided their clans. “I suppose I should be heading back before it gets too dark.”

[Mistyfoot⚜]

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SpiralWhirl

A soft breeze tickled Addersoul's body as he padded along, as close to the border as he could possibly get. His long, jagged claws scraped against hard rock and sunk into mud and sand. His claws were never touched, he wanted them to be sharp. He did not want anyone to think of him as a kittypet whose owner kept them all looking pretty and perfect. His pelt was bedraggled, so dirty and snarly that he could pass for a rouge. Finally, Addersoul reached the border. It was obvious. It was pure Thunderclan scent over here. He told himself that he was doing this for the good of his clan, to protect their territory, making sure that there were no trespassers. But he knew that what he was convincing himself of was not true. He was over here to attempt to spy.

For a second, Addersoul panicked. Claw marks of his long claws scattered, leading up to the border. Any Riverclan cat would be smart enough to know this wasn't just a border patrol. He was by himself, and so close to the border. This was always a worry, since he knew maybe even some cats in his clan knew that those claw marks were his, because really nobody wanted their claws like that. He quickly trotted to a spot under a shady tree on the border, and lay down, looking directly into the territory of Thunderclan.[/FONT][/COLOR][/CENTER]

[wolfie]

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SpiralWhirl

A soft breeze tickled Addersoul's body as he padded along, as close to the border as he could possibly get. His long, jagged claws scraped against hard rock and sunk into mud and sand. His claws were never touched, he wanted them to be sharp. He did not want anyone to think of him as a kittypet whose owner kept them all looking pretty and perfect. His pelt was bedraggled, so dirty and snarly that he could pass for a rouge. Finally, Addersoul reached the border. It was obvious. It was pure Thunderclan scent over here. He told himself that he was doing this for the good of his clan, to protect their territory, making sure that there were no trespassers. But he knew that what he was convincing himself of was not true. He was over here to attempt to spy.

For a second, Addersoul panicked. Claw marks of his long claws scattered, leading up to the border. Any Riverclan cat would be smart enough to know this wasn't just a border patrol. He was by himself, and so close to the border. This was always a worry, since he knew maybe even some cats in his clan knew that those claw marks were his, because really nobody wanted their claws like that. He quickly trotted to a spot under a shady tree on the border, and lay down, looking directly into the territory of Thunderclan.[/FONT][/COLOR][/CENTER]

Wolfpaw was quiet, he didn't speak to his mother on a hunt much. He was too focused, his ears twitched at a small crackling noise of a leaf. His eyes darted to where the sound came from, prowling closer. His eyes landed on a rabbit that was chewing on grace, Rabbits smell you first... right? Their was that doubting voice again. Wolfpaw sprang forward, his paws hitting the ground firmly. The rabbit darted away, he wasn't a Windclan cat. He chased after it, his bushy tail trailing after him. Until his claw caught onto it's tail, barely having a grip Wolfpaw quickly gave it a swift killing bite. The rabbit hung in jaws as he walked back to Drizzleflower, his mother. "Why....are...rabbits...so...stuiped?" He complained, muffling around the rabbit in his mouth before dropping it.
Wolfpaw felt like eyes were on him, as he glance around. He buried his prey, not wanting to hunt or talk with it in his mouth. The black-furred apprentice sniffed the air, they were kind of close to Riverclan's border. He hated Riverclan's territory! It was always so wet and his fur clung to his body, uncomfortably. Wolfpaw sometimes was daring enough to sneak across the border to look around, but rarely does it. Shadowclan was at least was a bit better than this, and Windclan was just.. bleh. Wolfpaw didn't tell anyone about his crossing, not wanting to be lecture on the warrior code or loyalty. He didn't hunt and it was fine, he was only exploring. Thunderclan was sometimes boring you know? He didn't know if being a warrior helped with his constant wonders of exploring or made him edge closer to actually going farther, Wolfpaw rolled his shoulders a bit. " Do you.. sense something?" Wolfpaw asked his mother.

[Mistyfoot⚜]

SpiralWhirl
russet

A voice. Addersoul panicked. Whenever he was here, there was nobody roaming this close to the border. The sound of the young cat's voice rang through his ears. He had heard that before. Maybe a cat who he had come across on the border? Addersoul crouched down and tried to get some mud on his fur, even though that wouldn't disguise his scent very well. He got it all over his legs and tried to spread it on his pelt, to maybe hide himself. The black cat crept around the tree, reminding himself to press close to it. He was mostly blending in with the shadows, so he was almost completely covered. Finally, he was at the front of the tree. He looked up. There stood the young cat. Addersoul kept down, hoping the feline couldn't see him. Addersoul stayed still. Sooner or later, the cat would figure out that he was there. He couldn't tell from the shade, but the cat visible seemed.. familiar.

[wolfie]

SpiralWhirl
russet

A voice. Addersoul panicked. Whenever he was here, there was nobody roaming this close to the border. The sound of the young cat's voice rang through his ears. He had heard that before. Maybe a cat who he had come across on the border? Addersoul crouched down and tried to get some mud on his fur, even though that wouldn't disguise his scent very well. He got it all over his legs and tried to spread it on his pelt, to maybe hide himself. The black cat crept around the tree, reminding himself to press close to it. He was mostly blending in with the shadows, so he was almost completely covered. Finally, he was at the front of the tree. He looked up. There stood the young cat. Addersoul kept down, hoping the feline couldn't see him. Addersoul stayed still. Sooner or later, the cat would figure out that he was there. He couldn't tell from the shade, but the cat visible seemed.. familiar.

russet

Wolfpaw stifle a yawn, "It most likely nothing. Forget it." He said, no reason for his mother to worry about a cat. I mean, who would try fighting them? Supposedly it would be a one on two, not a fair fight. Wolfpaw wasn't looking forward to going back, he had to train. What's wrong with staying like this? He didn't care about becoming a warrior, his ambition was somewhere else. Wolfpaw wrinkled his nose at the smell, "I really do hate Riverclan's smell more than anything!" He heard some rustling of the leaves, I can't be mistaken.. someone is there, right? Or was it the wind? Why would anyone be here? "Is someone there?" He hissed under his breath, Wolfpaw look up at the trees. Windclan complains that they can't see the trees, but.. what is so bad about trees? His thoughts wandered off to a different subject, quickly he was back again. "Sorry, zoomed out. " Wolfpaw blinked, his ear flickered.
(Kind of short, sorry)

[russet]

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Wolfpaw stifle a yawn, "It most likely nothing. Forget it." He said, no reason for his mother to worry about a cat. I mean, who would try fighting them? Supposedly it would be a one on two, not a fair fight. Wolfpaw wasn't looking forward to going back, he had to train. What's wrong with staying like this? He didn't care about becoming a warrior, his ambition was somewhere else. Wolfpaw wrinkled his nose at the smell, "I really do hate Riverclan's smell more than anything!" He heard some rustling of the leaves, I can't be mistaken.. someone is there, right? Or was it the wind? Why would anyone be here? "Is someone there?" He hissed under his breath, Wolfpaw look up at the trees. Windclan complains that they can't see the trees, but.. what is so bad about trees? His thoughts wandered off to a different subject, quickly he was back again. "Sorry, zoomed out. " Wolfpaw blinked, his ear flickered.
(Kind of short, sorry)


Drizzleflower looked down at her son, thinking maybe, for once, he was making sense. “Huh. I do smell something.” A cat. They smell.. familiar. She scanned past the trees at the border, seeing a muscular figure in the distance. “Wolfpaw.. don’t move. I think I know who that is.” She slunk towards the border, the scent of RiverClan heavy on her tounge. She half-gagged at the smell, before a stronger one took over. The tom she knew and loathed. Addersoul ”A... Addersoul? Finally come back to visit your mate and son, huh?” She gulped, feeling her ears grow hot and her skin get clammy. “I thought you.. and I quote.. ‘don’t want anything to do with’ us anymore.” She felt her eyes growing watery. “Sorry.. I don’t know how you deal with this fish scent.”
Mistyfoot⚜️

[Mistyfoot⚜]

Drizzleflower looked down at her son, thinking maybe, for once, he was making sense. “Huh. I do smell something.” A cat. They smell.. familiar. She scanned past the trees at the border, seeing a muscular figure in the distance. “Wolfpaw.. don’t move. I think I know who that is.” She slunk towards the border, the scent of RiverClan heavy on her tounge. She half-gagged at the smell, before a stronger one took over. The tom she knew and loathed. Addersoul ”A... Addersoul? Finally come back to visit your mate and son, huh?” She gulped, feeling her ears grow hot and her skin get clammy. “I thought you.. and I quote.. ‘don’t want anything to do with’ us anymore.” She felt her eyes growing watery. “Sorry.. I don’t know how you deal with this fish scent.”
Mistyfoot⚜️

Addersoul tensed up. He knew what was happening now. Standing before him was his former mate, Drizzleflower, and his son Wolfpaw.

"Drizzleflower.." Addersoul muttered, not believing what he was seeing. Addersouls' paws carried him toward the Thunderclan scent. His gazed crossed the two cats standing before him, he never thought of seeing the two again. He tasted the air for any other cats watching the trio. He decided that nobody would ever be allowed to know about this. A strong scent flowed into his tastebuds, and that was when he automatically realized he was in Thunderclan territory. He knew that the Thunderclan members suspected trespassing because when he did step onto the border, it was always in the same spot.

Addersoul felt a hint of sympathy for Drizzleflower. He could sense her sadness and could see it in her eyes. Almost immediately, his eyes narrowed and his neck fur stood on end. Addersould and Drizzleflower kept away from each other for a reason, at least a suspected reason. He noticed that they drifted apart after she kitted Wolfpaw, when she saw the most of Addersouls' bad side. He used to be a slightly desirable cat, but only if he met the one. And it turned out that Drizzleflower was not the one.

[wolfie]

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MistyFoot

Wolfpaw stay quiet, he never or barely remembered his father. Yet he wouldn't lie, he always wondered what he was like. Why did his parents separate? He followed, hesitantly. His fur bristled as `Addersoul` came closer, his gaze turned to a glare. Wolfpaw glance at Drizzleflower, Is she crying or is actually the fish scent. "Your... my.. father?" Wolfpaw finally manage to say, this was a Riverclan cat. A Riverclan cat was his father? That means.. I'm not full Thunderclan. Then again, who cares? Wolfpaw didn't know rather to be mad, happy, or sad. Yet seeing how his parents were reacting they weren't on good terms. Wolfpaw was close to his mother's side, studying Addersoul. Just like he always did, he closed his eyes briefly. Opening them, "What are you even doing here? By luck we meet or were you coming to look for someone?" Wolfpaw said. His voice held some anger due to the fact that he was guessing Addersoul hurt Drizzleflower. Emotional or Physical.

[Galaxy Of Wisdom]

@Rubinaito
Fuzzyfeline
Celestial
Spikes Aura
Time to meet maple!)

Soft sigh escaped the lips of a elegant looking molly with bright yellow eyes and Red head with a few marks like a tiger her neck and underbelly was also a beautiful whit color including the tips of her paws which had a dark red like socks leading up to the beautiful red, orange almost the color of maple leaves fur. Her soft fluffy fur moved with the wind as she crosses the border smiling happyily with a kind sweet sounding purr. She licks her paw a bit than sits waiting for her kin “ come on! I can’t wait forever! We can meet some fun cats here! warriors they were called right?” She meows happily and rather loudly as she just jumps up walking up to her brother named butch and her sister honey. the molly was so excited, so happy about this. She heard stories of clans and even met a rouge who is now a proud father of warrior kits! She wanted a life like that, a life to protect in honor of the something! She wanted that more than anything for her family. Now she finally convinced them to come! To get a look of one of the clans a clan filled with honor and brave warriors she was so excited she just couldn’t contain herself as she purrs loudly jumping here and there eventually crouching down with her tail up “ come on!!”

[Fuzzy]

@Rubinaito
Fuzzyfeline
Celestial
Spikes Aura
Time to meet maple!)

Soft sigh escaped the lips of a elegant looking molly with bright yellow eyes and Red head with a few marks like a tiger her neck and underbelly was also a beautiful whit color including the tips of her paws which had a dark red like socks leading up to the beautiful red, orange almost the color of maple leaves fur. Her soft fluffy fur moved with the wind as she crosses the border smiling happyily with a kind sweet sounding purr. She licks her paw a bit than sits waiting for her kin “ come on! I can’t wait forever! We can meet some fun cats here! warriors they were called right?” She meows happily and rather loudly as she just jumps up walking up to her brother named butch and her sister honey. the molly was so excited, so happy about this. She heard stories of clans and even met a rouge who is now a proud father of warrior kits! She wanted a life like that, a life to protect in honor of the something! She wanted that more than anything for her family. Now she finally convinced them to come! To get a look of one of the clans a clan filled with honor and brave warriors she was so excited she just couldn’t contain herself as she purrs loudly jumping here and there eventually crouching down with her tail up “ come on!!”

Honey followed her sister, Maple, slower her ears alert for any sign of danger. "You should be a bit more carful Maple." She meowed. "There could be anything waiting to attack." She added as she know kept in pace with her excited sister. Her light ginger and white fur was long and thick giving her the name Honey. Still not sure Maple's idea to join this group of cats called Clans she was extra alert. "Yes you said they were called warriors." She meowed remanding her sisters question. She still couldn't believe Maple would want to join a group of cats. There could be dangers everywhere. I must keep a close eye on everything at every moment. She reminded herself as she jumped a patch of brambles to stay beside her sister.

[Spikes]

Butch found himself stuck behind his siblings, though soon picked up the pace, falling into step by his sister, Maple. "I can't believe you want to meet these 'warriors', anyways... Is it really worth it? I'm all the wild cat anyone needs." He watched his sister swagger about playfully in the undergrowth, staying somewhat alert in case these cats weren't as friendly as she made them out to be. He paused to look at his other sister, Honey, tilting his head to the side.

"Well, I mean... It can't be too bad, right? You've got one of the strongest cats around to keep her safe, anyways." Butch huffed proudly, taking a moment to take in the surrounding scents. It sure was strange... Unfamiliar, yet warm scents seemed to muddle about, and his curiosity was starting to get the better of him. Maybe Maple really did have a point? He simply followed for the time being, keeping his sister safe as well as enjoying the trip in his own little way.

( Sasukewolf (madness) | Fuzzyfeline )
( Sorry if it's late/short! )

[Stormpelt]

Hexict



Timber found herself in a border she slightly remembers. Well it is what she thinks she remembers. She doesn't remember much of her past life and she is still the same as always. Well except for her personality and appearance which had change. Her pelt became slightly darker and her eyes became a little darker as well. Her pupils dilated as she sniffed the air which had many wonderful smells. Her personality has also changed as well. She wasn't the shy, quiet skittish tinny kitten that she remembered. She was actually a lot more brake tough her shyness still stayed. Even a little attitude here and there. Even her pelt became more thick and long which hid her slightly thin body underneath. She was very healthy and her fur shined when the sun hits it.

[Galaxy Of Wisdom]

@Fuzzyfeline
Spikes

Maple purrs happily “ but we have spike here and me of course just in case he gets too full of himself “ she purrs playfully as she begins to look at “ yes! They live a cool life! Lucifer joined them and now he’s a father! A father Butch...We should be living a better life. “ she says as she begins to stand straight looking at the forest “ ... I can feel it. A better life, with all the fun and loyalty and passion we could ever wish for. You two can probably find a mate! Since it’s obvious you two aren’t that good in romance like I~” she says with a playful purr as she walks up to them. “ just trust me. We’re not here to fight just to find a better life... I mean it’s what our family wished for right? Besides you two are always talking about a better life why not this?” She says as she begins to walk forward again

Rubinaito
Celestial
Aura
We’re ready for chu!

[Hexict]

Hexict



Timber found herself in a border she slightly remembers. Well it is what she thinks she remembers. She doesn't remember much of her past life and she is still the same as always. Well except for her personality and appearance which had change. Her pelt became slightly darker and her eyes became a little darker as well. Her pupils dilated as she sniffed the air which had many wonderful smells. Her personality has also changed as well. She wasn't the shy, quiet skittish tinny kitten that she remembered. She was actually a lot more brake tough her shyness still stayed. Even a little attitude here and there. Even her pelt became more thick and long which hid her slightly thin body underneath. She was very healthy and her fur shined when the sun hits it.

As the sun climbed the high and high in the sky, an apprentice made his way through the territory. His mottled ginger and black pelt seemed to go well with the fallen leaves and shades casted by the trees - although soon he would be sticking out against the snow. His large build made him look as though he were an experienced apprentice about to earn their warrior name, while in reality he was moons from that age. He puffed out his pelt as he padded along, remembering how he loved to escape camp and explore when he was a kit. A familiar pang stabbed him as the memory brought up Timberkit - his lost friend. He sighed and shook his head as he continued forward, trying not to think about the things that could have happened to her, the things that prevented her from already making it back to the clans. "Focus," he breathed. "Think about seeing to the borders right now...."

Reaching the border on his self-designated border patrol, he stiffened when he smelled another cat not far from where he was. Orchidpaw crouched down and headed towards the cent, hoping that it wasn't a cat from the other clans trying to drag Thunderclan into the rising tensions. But as he neared them, the calico realized that the scent was faintly that of Thunderclan, but also mixed with others that he would assume was from non-clan occupied territories. Hoped surged in his heart as he remembered Timberkit and wondered if she had finally returned to Thunderclan. He leaped to his paws and sprinted in the direction of the cat. Orchidpaw stopped short when he bursted from the bushes and found the familiar molly. He was frozen in place. Though he had hoped for it, he wasn't really expecting to find her. Heterochromatic orbs watched his best friend in shock. "T-Timberkit?" He mewed hopefully.

[vellichor]

Downpourpaw has been hunting the border with RiverClan. As much as he hated the other clans, he knew this was the best spot to hunt. In fact, he’d already caught two mice and a rather fat pigeon. For leaf-bare, it wasn’t too bad, though he was a bit cold. His thick, fluffy coat helped with the frigid temperatures. He gave his soft gray coat a lick before continuing.

The ThunderClan apprentice breathed in deeply, letting the scents of the forest and river flood his senses. He was pinpointing a prey scent (probably another mouse) when strange, unfamiliar cat scent filled his nostrils. He recoiled, then decided to investigate. This was his territory! He followed the scent and confronted a band of cats.

“Who are you, and why are you on ThunderClan land?” he growled. Downpourpaw fluffed up his fur to make him look bigger, and unsheathed his claws. He looked every cat in the eye, almost dropping his gaze when he met that of a beautiful she cat - er, trespasser.

Sasukewolf (madness)
Fuzzyfeline
Spikes

[Fuzzy]

@Fuzzyfeline
Spikes

Maple purrs happily “ but we have spike here and me of course just in case he gets too full of himself “ she purrs playfully as she begins to look at “ yes! They live a cool life! Lucifer joined them and now he’s a father! A father Butch...We should be living a better life. “ she says as she begins to stand straight looking at the forest “ ... I can feel it. A better life, with all the fun and loyalty and passion we could ever wish for. You two can probably find a mate! Since it’s obvious you two aren’t that good in romance like I~” she says with a playful purr as she walks up to them. “ just trust me. We’re not here to fight just to find a better life... I mean it’s what our family wished for right? Besides you two are always talking about a better life why not this?” She says as she begins to walk forward again

Rubinaito
Celestial
Aura
We’re ready for chu!
Butch found himself stuck behind his siblings, though soon picked up the pace, falling into step by his sister, Maple. "I can't believe you want to meet these 'warriors', anyways... Is it really worth it? I'm all the wild cat anyone needs." He watched his sister swagger about playfully in the undergrowth, staying somewhat alert in case these cats weren't as friendly as she made them out to be. He paused to look at his other sister, Honey, tilting his head to the side.

"Well, I mean... It can't be too bad, right? You've got one of the strongest cats around to keep her safe, anyways." Butch huffed proudly, taking a moment to take in the surrounding scents. It sure was strange... Unfamiliar, yet warm scents seemed to muddle about, and his curiosity was starting to get the better of him. Maybe Maple really did have a point? He simply followed for the time being, keeping his sister safe as well as enjoying the trip in his own little way.

( Sasukewolf (madness) | Fuzzyfeline )
( Sorry if it's late/short! )
Downpourpaw has been hunting the border with RiverClan. As much as he hated the other clans, he knew this was the best spot to hunt. In fact, he’d already caught two mice and a rather fat pigeon. For leaf-bare, it wasn’t too bad, though he was a bit cold. His thick, fluffy coat helped with the frigid temperatures. He gave his soft gray coat a lick before continuing.

The ThunderClan apprentice breathed in deeply, letting the scents of the forest and river flood his senses. He was pinpointing a prey scent (probably another mouse) when strange, unfamiliar cat scent filled his nostrils. He recoiled, then decided to investigate. This was his territory! He followed the scent and confronted a band of cats.

“Who are you, and why are you on ThunderClan land?” he growled. Downpourpaw fluffed up his fur to make him look bigger, and unsheathed his claws. He looked every cat in the eye, almost dropping his gaze when he met that of a beautiful she cat - er, trespasser.

Sasukewolf (madness)
Fuzzyfeline
Spikes


Honey was still unsure about joining the Clan but went along with it. But when Maple started picking on her she couldn't help but purr. "Oh, your so sure? I-" She was cute off, her purr stopping at once, by a strange smell. Her amber eyes narrowing she looked towards the bushes right as a gray tom stepped out. She was about to demand who he was but he beat her to it and reminded her she was already in Clan territory. Stepping in front of Maple, almost, her pale ginger and white tail flicking behind her. I can't believe I'm about to say this. She thought as she raised her head high. "I am Honey." She meowed flicking an ear. "And this is my brother, Butch and sister Maple." She meowed flicking her tail from one sibling to the next. Normally she wouldn't tell any cat her name or her siblings but she was on the young cat's land. "We.. We're here to join your Clan, ThunderClan." She added remembering the gray tom call his Clan. He was eyeing Maple and that made Honey's fur ruffle a bit but she kept it from fluffing all the way. He better not. She thought her eyes narrowing on him as she awaited his response. She hadn't interlay excepted the fact that Maple was old enough to go get a mate and have kits. Yeah they weren't kits anymore and they never would be but Honey needed to protect her sister and couldn't if some tom got her to leave. That's why I must stay with her. To keep her safe from all times of dangers. She thought her amber gaze still on Downpourpaw. "What is your name?" She asked hoping she didn't sound mad at him. She needed to know what to call this tom if she was to stay in the Clan with her two siblings.

[Stormpelt]

As the sun climbed the high and high in the sky, an apprentice made his way through the territory. His mottled ginger and black pelt seemed to go well with the fallen leaves and shades casted by the trees - although soon he would be sticking out against the snow. His large build made him look as though he were an experienced apprentice about to earn their warrior name, while in reality he was moons from that age. He puffed out his pelt as he padded along, remembering how he loved to escape camp and explore when he was a kit. A familiar pang stabbed him as the memory brought up Timberkit - his lost friend. He sighed and shook his head as he continued forward, trying not to think about the things that could have happened to her, the things that prevented her from already making it back to the clans. "Focus," he breathed. "Think about seeing to the borders right now...."

Reaching the border on his self-designated border patrol, he stiffened when he smelled another cat not far from where he was. Orchidpaw crouched down and headed towards the cent, hoping that it wasn't a cat from the other clans trying to drag Thunderclan into the rising tensions. But as he neared them, the calico realized that the scent was faintly that of Thunderclan, but also mixed with others that he would assume was from non-clan occupied territories. Hoped surged in his heart as he remembered Timberkit and wondered if she had finally returned to Thunderclan. He leaped to his paws and sprinted in the direction of the cat. Orchidpaw stopped short when he bursted from the bushes and found the familiar molly. He was frozen in place. Though he had hoped for it, he wasn't really expecting to find her. Heterochromatic orbs watched his best friend in shock. "T-Timberkit?" He mewed hopefully.

Timber looked down at the leaves below her paws before her tail flicked slightly. She knew she remembered something of this place but she just couldn't remember. It was like a small vault locked up in her mind that won't allow her to remember her life as a kitten. There was only one thing that she could remember and that was a kit named Orchidkit or at least that what she hopped his name was. She didn't know if it was exactly right but she didn't want to doubt it too much. Huffing she decided that this was enough exploring for today. She rather not get caught by another cat and get attack once more. She had many lessons learning from her mistakes. Turning around she was just about to walk back until she heard rustling of leaves. Startled and on high alert she whipped her body back around. Her fur bristled and her back arched making herself look bigger. Her ears pinned on her head as she pulled her lips back before letting out a loud hiss. Through her panic she lowered her defense only a little before staring him down. He did look awfully familiar but she couldn't pin point who he was. Then a memory flashed in her eyes making her eyes widen in shock. She took a slow step forward and took a small sniff of him then another and another. She couldn't deny the fact that it was him it was really him he was bigger than she remembered and she backed away. "Orchidkit?", she mewled back.

[Spikes]

The thought of staying in some... Clan was rather unappealing to Butch. He was a lone cat, at least when his sisters were out of the picture... Now that they were in, he had to protect them. It was no matter to Butch in the end. His fur prickled as he heard the new arrival's voice, the tom arching his neck to see who was talking. He narrowed his eyes at them once he saw unsheathed claws, the tom hissing threateningly at their likely attacker.

"And just who do you think you are, huh? If you're going to greet us like that, we deserve answers first." He must've been a clan cat, as he had mentioned their territory in his warning. Were all clan cats this rude? He felt quite offended, really. Butch found himself flexing his own claws in response to the cat's threat, ears flattened. He had a feeling Maple wouldn't approve of his lack of diplomacy, but he didn't care. This cat had angered him, and had deserved his fury!

"Maple. Are you sure about this?" He grumbled to his sister as his back arched. "I don't think they're very fond of visitors, here." He glanced at the clan cat once more, hostility still present in his gaze.

( Sasukewolf (madness) | Fuzzyfeline | Aura )

[Galaxy Of Wisdom]

Maples eyes were wide with excitement and pure joy completely ignoring the fact that the Apprentice just hissed at them. “ A warrior!! “ she purrs happily as she begins to step forward walking around the tom with no fear, no hate just curiosity and excitement. “ a warrior right? “ she says happily for a second she was completely ignoring her kin than she looks at them. “ he’s a warrior!! Look at him!” She purrs happily as she runs up to her kin “ a warrior!” She purrs as she just sits down in between her siblings “ yes I’m sure besides he’s only one tom what can he do to us? And we come in peace. No hate. Just kindness towards them.” She says to butch patting his ear playfully “ okay?” She says as she looks at the newcomer waiting for a answer for her sisters question. However her body was still tense and her claws were out just in case.
Fuzzyfeline Aura Spikes

[vellichor]

Sasukewolf (madness) Spikes Fuzzyfeline

Downpourpaw was a bit stunned by the variety of the reactions, from hostility to excitement to logic. Overwhelmed, the tom flattened his fur and first addressed the hostile one - Butch, was it? “Me?” he snorted. “I’m a loyal ThunderClanner. You?” The apprentice glared at the tom, returning the hostility.

He then turned to the calm one, the one who called herself Honey. “My name is unimportant. What you have neglected to tell me is why you wish to join my Clan.” He sounded less hostile, yet stern, unwavering.

Finally, he faced the overexcited cat, or Maple. She was the one he had thought attractive before. Feelings aside, he spoke. “..yes, I am a warrior.” he said proudly, the ghost of a smile on his stern muzzle. “And I love it.”

[Spikes]

Butch was rather taken aback by his response, though in all honesty he should've expected the bite. "A Thunderclanner? Yeah, yeah... I heard that much." He started to relax in the slightest as this stranger hadn't attacked yet, though still remained alert whilst his muscles were no longer tensed. "I'm Butch. Their brother." He flicked his head towards his two older sisters, keeping his gaze steady. "You better not touch any of them... I bet you've never seen a non-clanner fight." This cat did look stronger, no doubt, but Butch wasn't one to back down from a confrontation. But then again... ThunderClan was about to be his sisters' new home, possibly even his. He decided not to push further, unless he was pushed back.

"Maple..." Butch cautiously whispered, falling back to his sister's side with a look of unease. "You're... Sure about this, I know. But can you please reconsider? Just look at him..." He nudged her side in the slightest, trying to get her to think. "Maybe this whole... Clan thing isn't what you think it is." As adventurous as he was, Butch couldn't see himself away from the bustle of town life, challenging their neighbours and showing off his strength. But what was his strength to a clan cat? Butch couldn't see himself staying for too long, in all honesty. He hoped Maple would understand and reconsider... But what if she didn't? Honey would probably follow, leaving him with the housefolk. As much as he trusted Honey to care for Maple, he didn't want to leave them alone... He didn't want them to leave him alone, either.

Butch looked back at the nameless, self-proclaimed warrior and swished his tail from side to side. Maple was really going through with this, and he was lagging behind. He felt the pull back to his home already... Was it his age? If only he didn't act like a bumbling kitten when it came to home. Butch shifted his weight from paw to paw as he tried to come to a decision, wondering what he'd say to Maple if he decided to stay.

( Sasukewolf (madness) | Fuzzyfeline | Aura )

[Mango]

(let's go to the border. I'll post a starter.) Lightstream rolled her eyes and walked out the entrance.
He stood So many smells...but remember Hollowpaw, Lightstream is a mousebrain only Fallenstar isn’t a mousebrain. Don’t trust a word he says.

[PokeCat]

He stood So many smells...but remember Hollowpaw, Lightstream is a mousebrain only Fallenstar isn’t a mousebrain. Don’t trust a word he says.
( Okapi )
Lightstream reach the border after what felt like moons of walking through the territory with Hollowpaw. If the apprentice wasn't going to accept that she was his mentor, why would he even pay attention to her? She started ignoring him about half way to the border. "Okay Hollowpaw. Here we are. The Shadowclan border. If you have any questions about the territory or the border, just ask. If not, let's just mark the border so we can get back." She said exasperatedly.

[Mango]

( Okapi )
Lightstream reach the border after what felt like moons of walking through the territory with Hollowpaw. If the apprentice wasn't going to accept that she was his mentor, why would he even pay attention to her? She started ignoring him about half way to the border. "Okay Hollowpaw. Here we are. The Shadowclan border. If you have any questions about the territory or the border, just ask. If not, let's just mark the border so we can get back." She said exasperatedly.
He flicked his tail,” You can, I’ll just look for a fight.” He meowed stalking off along the border, not trespassing ofcourse.

[Hexict]

Timber looked down at the leaves below her paws before her tail flicked slightly. She knew she remembered something of this place but she just couldn't remember. It was like a small vault locked up in her mind that won't allow her to remember her life as a kitten. There was only one thing that she could remember and that was a kit named Orchidkit or at least that what she hopped his name was. She didn't know if it was exactly right but she didn't want to doubt it too much. Huffing she decided that this was enough exploring for today. She rather not get caught by another cat and get attack once more. She had many lessons learning from her mistakes. Turning around she was just about to walk back until she heard rustling of leaves. Startled and on high alert she whipped her body back around. Her fur bristled and her back arched making herself look bigger. Her ears pinned on her head as she pulled her lips back before letting out a loud hiss. Through her panic she lowered her defense only a little before staring him down. He did look awfully familiar but she couldn't pin point who he was. Then a memory flashed in her eyes making her eyes widen in shock. She took a slow step forward and took a small sniff of him then another and another. She couldn't deny the fact that it was him it was really him he was bigger than she remembered and she backed away. "Orchidkit?", she mewled back.

As the tom stared in shock, he felt his heart break a bit when she didn't instantly recognize him. The smaller cat still looked on edge as their gazes met. He wanted to desperately rush forward and remind her who he was, that they were best friends. That he had missed her every moment she was missing. But he was frozen to the ground, unable to move. He was speechless except for her name. His thoughts were a jumbled mess as he thought up what to say and what to do. Orchidpaw opened his mouth but no words exited as he continued to watch her, not even daring blinking in fear that she may disappear once more if he do so.

As she cautiously stepped towards him, his jumbled thoughts and questions came tumbling out. "Where have you been? What happened to you? Why did you leave? How did you get back? Why were you gone for so long? Are you okay? How are you?" After these questions found their way out, the calico was out of breath. He took a moment to breathe and regain himself. After doing so, he looked back up at Timber. She was still so small, and looks almost exactly the same - except for some features, such as her slightly darker pelt. "But... but it's really you, isn't it?" To him, that last question was the most important on of them all. He wanted - no - he needed to know that this was the Timber that he knew. The one that he was friend with, would go on adventures with. The same one he would throw snowballs with when it would snow. Yellow and blue orbs searched teal ones for the answer.

[Galaxy Of Wisdom]

Sasukewolf (madness) Spikes Fuzzyfeline

Downpourpaw was a bit stunned by the variety of the reactions, from hostility to excitement to logic. Overwhelmed, the tom flattened his fur and first addressed the hostile one - Butch, was it? “Me?” he snorted. “I’m a loyal ThunderClanner. You?” The apprentice glared at the tom, returning the hostility.

He then turned to the calm one, the one who called herself Honey. “My name is unimportant. What you have neglected to tell me is why you wish to join my Clan.” He sounded less hostile, yet stern, unwavering.

Finally, he faced the overexcited cat, or Maple. She was the one he had thought attractive before. Feelings aside, he spoke. “..yes, I am a warrior.” he said proudly, the ghost of a smile on his stern muzzle. “And I love it.”

Butch was rather taken aback by his response, though in all honesty he should've expected the bite. "A Thunderclanner? Yeah, yeah... I heard that much." He started to relax in the slightest as this stranger hadn't attacked yet, though still remained alert whilst his muscles were no longer tensed. "I'm Butch. Their brother." He flicked his head towards his two older sisters, keeping his gaze steady. "You better not touch any of them... I bet you've never seen a non-clanner fight." This cat did look stronger, no doubt, but Butch wasn't one to back down from a confrontation. But then again... ThunderClan was about to be his sisters' new home, possibly even his. He decided not to push further, unless he was pushed back.

"Maple..." Butch cautiously whispered, falling back to his sister's side with a look of unease. "You're... Sure about this, I know. But can you please reconsider? Just look at him..." He nudged her side in the slightest, trying to get her to think. "Maybe this whole... Clan thing isn't what you think it is." As adventurous as he was, Butch couldn't see himself away from the bustle of town life, challenging their neighbours and showing off his strength. But what was his strength to a clan cat? Butch couldn't see himself staying for too long, in all honesty. He hoped Maple would understand and reconsider... But what if she didn't? Honey would probably follow, leaving him with the housefolk. As much as he trusted Honey to care for Maple, he didn't want to leave them alone... He didn't want them to leave him alone, either.

Butch looked back at the nameless, self-proclaimed warrior and swished his tail from side to side. Maple was really going through with this, and he was lagging behind. He felt the pull back to his home already... Was it his age? If only he didn't act like a bumbling kitten when it came to home. Butch shifted his weight from paw to paw as he tried to come to a decision, wondering what he'd say to Maple if he decided to stay.

( Sasukewolf (madness) | Fuzzyfeline | Aura )

She looks at her brother “ ... I’m sure. A peaceful life is what we need. A life without fear and endless hunger... brother... sister please. Let’s ... just check it out first learn more about them and their ways. I really want this my kin. I really do... but I won’t force you into this... I know how you two are ... but at least give it a chance... for me?” She asks sadly but with her head high as she looks at the little warrior and purrs happily, a kind warm smile on her face as her tail waves gracefully. “ please, mind showing us your ways? We seek a better life and I heard that Thunderclan are proud and brave. We mean no harm just a new happy home” she says happily
Fuzzyfeline Aura Spikes

[Stormpelt]

As the tom stared in shock, he felt his heart break a bit when she didn't instantly recognize him. The smaller cat still looked on edge as their gazes met. He wanted to desperately rush forward and remind her who he was, that they were best friends. That he had missed her every moment she was missing. But he was frozen to the ground, unable to move. He was speechless except for her name. His thoughts were a jumbled mess as he thought up what to say and what to do. Orchidpaw opened his mouth but no words exited as he continued to watch her, not even daring blinking in fear that she may disappear once more if he do so.

As she cautiously stepped towards him, his jumbled thoughts and questions came tumbling out. "Where have you been? What happened to you? Why did you leave? How did you get back? Why were you gone for so long? Are you okay? How are you?" After these questions found their way out, the calico was out of breath. He took a moment to breathe and regain himself. After doing so, he looked back up at Timber. She was still so small, and looks almost exactly the same - except for some features, such as her slightly darker pelt. "But... but it's really you, isn't it?" To him, that last question was the most important on of them all. He wanted - no - he needed to know that this was the Timber that he knew. The one that he was friend with, would go on adventures with. The same one he would throw snowballs with when it would snow. Yellow and blue orbs searched teal ones for the answer.

Jumping back at he spoke she stared at him wide eyed. Why was he asking her all of these questions she didn't really know him. Well that is what she thinks. She knows somewhere deep inside that she knew the tom. Then again she was still cautious of him and she stepped back a few steps. Watching him catch his breathe her face scrunched up a little with concern thinking he had the wrong cat. Getting ready to dash away she heard his last question and she stared him down. The her right now was telling her to run and not trust him but a little voice in her head told her to stay. So she stayed. Tilting her head to the side she tried her best to remember the tom so she looked into his eyes. He could tell he was searching for something but what was it that he was searching for. "I am fine..I don't remember what happened to me...I also don't remember what I left..I don't remember anything from waking up in a cage...I escaped my humans home...I don't know why you are asking why I am gone I don't remember much of you. I am doing great thanks for asking", she said muttering slightly as she spoke. "If you are Orchidkit then yes I believe it is me..my name...my name..", she muttered trying to think. Then she heard a little voice in her head 'Timberkit!', the little voice yelled. Looking back up at him she furrowed her brows. "It was Timberkit...", she said softly.

[PokeCat]

He flicked his tail,” You can, I’ll just look for a fight.” He meowed stalking off along the border, not trespassing ofcourse.
Lightstream glared at Hollowpaw. "You'll be quite the lousy apprentice, and warrior, if you can't mark the border. Get over here." She said, almost losing her temper.

[Mango]

Lightstream glared at Hollowpaw. "You'll be quite the lousy apprentice, and warrior, if you can't mark the border. Get over here." She said, almost losing her temper.
Hollowpaw scowled,” Your not my perminant mentor.” He smirked eying the warrior he didn’t know what made him resist Lightstream, was it that they weren’t the perfect cat like Fallenstar.

[PokeCat]

Hollowpaw scowled,” Your not my perminant mentor.” He smirked eying the warrior he didn’t know what made him resist Lightstream, was it that they weren’t the perfect cat like Fallenstar.
She caught a growl in her throat, taking a step towards the apprentice. "Real mentor or not, I am going to teach you how to mark the border. And by the way, I am your real mentor! Fallenstar cares about me too much to play with me feeling like that!"

[Mango]

She caught a growl in her throat, taking a step towards the apprentice. "Real mentor or not, I am going to teach you how to mark the border. And by the way, I am your real mentor! Fallenstar cares about me too much to play with me feeling like that!"
He hissed,” Fallenstar cares to much about me to give me to you perminantly. I might as well learn this skill purely so that YOU won’t be banished as I’m a decent cat!” He growled stalking towards Lightstream angrily.

[PokeCat]

He hissed,” Fallenstar cares to much about me to give me to you perminantly. I might as well learn this skill purely so that YOU won’t be banished as I’m a decent cat!” He growled stalking towards Lightstream angrily.
Lightstream laughed. "Banished? If you think that I would get banished because your sorry little fox-heart can't deal that your stuck with me? And if you think that Fallenstar, whom I have known since kithood and only knows you as the annoying little apprentice that endlessly begs him to be his mentor, would put you above me, your crazy."

[Mango]

Lightstream laughed. "Banished? If you think that I would get banished because your sorry little fox-heart can't deal that your stuck with me? And if you think that Fallenstar, whom I have known since kithood and only knows you as the annoying little apprentice that endlessly begs him to be his mentor, would put you above me, your crazy."
He rolled his eyes,” Believe whatever you want. Your just trying to prove to him that your better of a mentor for me that he would ever be, but your wrong.” He smirked

[PokeCat]

He rolled his eyes,” Believe whatever you want. Your just trying to prove to him that your better of a mentor for me that he would ever be, but your wrong.” He smirked
(Im going to work up the tension in this post, but it the next one she will reveal a secret..)
Lightstream was really ruled up now. Anger burned under her skin and she dig her claws in the hard earth. "The day that Fallenstar is your mentor is the day that I go to Starclan. Name one reason that I am the least bit more unqualified to be your mentor!"

(Have Hollow bring up that she left for about a year and a half to search for her father)

[Mango]

(Im going to work up the tension in this post, but it the next one she will reveal a secret..)
Lightstream was really ruled up now. Anger burned under her skin and she dig her claws in the hard earth. "The day that Fallenstar is your mentor is the day that I go to Starclan. Name one reason that I am the least bit more unqualified to be your mentor!"

(Have Hollow bring up that she left for about a year and a half to search for her father)
He growled,” You disappeared for about 18 moons!!!” He scowled

[PokeCat]

He growled,” You disappeared for about 18 moons!!!” He scowled

Lightstream scowled. Her vision turned red. No one needed to know about that, and how Hollowpaw did, was beyond her. "Who told you about that! It wasn't my fault! He left me once he found out! I couldn't just leave them! I waited four moons and left them, that's all you need to know."

[Mango]

Lightstream scowled. Her vision turned red. No one needed to know about that, and how Hollowpaw did, was beyond her. "Who told you about that! It wasn't my fault! He left me once he found out! I couldn't just leave them! I waited four moons and left them, that's all you need to know."
Hollowpaw growled,” My mother told me about it.” He smirked,” You still left. Your disloyal.”

[PokeCat]

Hollowpaw growled,” My mother told me about it.” He smirked,” You still left. Your disloyal.”
"Atleast I came back! Do you know how hard it is to think about this place every day and regret leaving? And do you know how hard it is to leave a litter of kits behind, all alone, because you wanted to be loyal?" Lightstream said, blinded by anger. Once her brain registered what she had said, her eyes went wide and she stepped backwards. What had she done?

[Mango]

"Atleast I came back! Do you know how hard it is to think about this place every day and regret leaving? And do you know how hard it is to leave a litter of kits behind, all alone, because you wanted to be loyal?" Lightstream said, blinded by anger. Once her brain registered what she had said, her eyes went wide and she stepped backwards. What had she done?
Hollowpaw laughed,” You needed your ‘daddy’ was more important than your kits?” She asked

[PokeCat]

Hollowpaw laughed,” You needed your ‘daddy’ was more important than your kits?” She asked
Lightstream stumbled. Hollowpaw knew her biggest secret. She couldn't even be mad at him for making fun of her. She had messed up. She regretted it everyday. Her eyes grew sad, and she started to walk backwards until she found herself running away. If her secret was out, she would never be regarded in the same way.

[Hexict]

Jumping back at he spoke she stared at him wide eyed. Why was he asking her all of these questions she didn't really know him. Well that is what she thinks. She knows somewhere deep inside that she knew the tom. Then again she was still cautious of him and she stepped back a few steps. Watching him catch his breathe her face scrunched up a little with concern thinking he had the wrong cat. Getting ready to dash away she heard his last question and she stared him down. The her right now was telling her to run and not trust him but a little voice in her head told her to stay. So she stayed. Tilting her head to the side she tried her best to remember the tom so she looked into his eyes. He could tell he was searching for something but what was it that he was searching for. "I am fine..I don't remember what happened to me...I also don't remember what I left..I don't remember anything from waking up in a cage...I escaped my humans home...I don't know why you are asking why I am gone I don't remember much of you. I am doing great thanks for asking", she said muttering slightly as she spoke. "If you are Orchidkit then yes I believe it is me..my name...my name..", she muttered trying to think. Then she heard a little voice in her head 'Timberkit!', the little voice yelled. Looking back up at him she furrowed her brows. "It was Timberkit...", she said softly.

His orbs never stopped searching Timber's gaze for answers. As he observed her, he realized that her expression wasn't right... she didn't seem to understand what was happening. He fought back the thought that this was a different cat. Of course it was Timberkit! Who else could it be? Orchidpaw would never mix her up with some stranger. This was his friend! It had to be! Right...? But... she wouldn't look at him like that, would she? Shouldn't Timberkit be as pleased to see him as he was her? She was treating him as though he were a stranger to her! He felt another stab as he realized that she wasn't so happy to be reunited. The calico's heterochromatic gaze continued to search for an answer to this. Orchidpaw would never think that she could have lost her memory. The clans was an important part of her life, and he had hoped he was to....

Though she did not leave, but rather stayed and watched him. He felt a flicker of hope as she decided to stick around a bit longer. The apprentice listened closely as she went on to answer his questions the best she could. His orbs widened as she explained how she did not remember what happened, she could not recall anything prior to being locked up in a cage. He shivered under his thick pelt at the thought of waking up in such a situation. "That must have been horrifying...." the calico whispered. He winced as she pointed out how she did not remember him. But the tom decided to not let that ruin his mood. Even f she couldn't remember, his friend was back! The tom took a step towards her. "You sure you're okay? What was the human like?" His voice seemed to quiver just slightly while asking, hating to think about being captured by a twoleg. "They didn't hurt you, did they?"

When she said his name again, him heart leaped. She does remember my name! Hope returned as she did. "Yeah- well, it's actually Orchidpaw now. I'm an apprentice," he puffy out his chest in pride. Upon realizing that it was not the time, he quickly took on a more humble look. He blinked as she seemed to blank out on her name. Concern showed in his orbs, wondering how she could possibly forget her own name. Orchidpaw was about to tell her himself, but stopped as she was able to somehow recall it. "Yes! Yes, you're Timberkit!" He yowled excitedly, feeling more and more hopeful that she may remember about the clans and their friendship.

[Fuzzy]

She looks at her brother “ ... I’m sure. A peaceful life is what we need. A life without fear and endless hunger... brother... sister please. Let’s ... just check it out first learn more about them and their ways. I really want this my kin. I really do... but I won’t force you into this... I know how you two are ... but at least give it a chance... for me?” She asks sadly but with her head high as she looks at the little warrior and purrs happily, a kind warm smile on her face as her tail waves gracefully. “ please, mind showing us your ways? We seek a better life and I heard that Thunderclan are proud and brave. We mean no harm just a new happy home” she says happily
Fuzzyfeline Aura Spikes

Honey looked at Maple with her amber eyes. "I would never leave you. Know that" She meowed holding her head high. Truly she wouldn't leave her sister, she needed her, or Honey thought she did and refused to believe anything else. Glancing at Butch she hoped he'd come to, that way they'd all be together, and able to protect Maple better. She held her brother's gaze for a small moment before turning to Downpourpaw. The ThunderClan "Warrior" was a bit smaller then other toms Honey had seen but he looked young and like he wasn't done growing. She hoped the tom would take teach them for Maple's sake, she didn't how her sister would take it if he told them no and ran them off. Or try to, three almost fully grown cats and one quite young tom? They'd probably win if they got in a fight. But they were here in peace for Maple. Silently she stood there waiting for the tom to respond to Maple. Her light ginger and white fur blowing in the wind.

[Mango]

Lightstream stumbled. Hollowpaw knew her biggest secret. She couldn't even be mad at him for making fun of her. She had messed up. She regretted it everyday. Her eyes grew sad, and she started to walk backwards until she found herself running away. If her secret was out, she would never be regarded in the same way.
Hollowpaw watched her react,” If you run, you’re proving to Fallenstar just how bad of a mentor you are.” He meowed, the only reason he was stopping her from running is that he didn’t know his way back to camp

[Stormpelt]

His orbs never stopped searching Timber's gaze for answers. As he observed her, he realized that her expression wasn't right... she didn't seem to understand what was happening. He fought back the thought that this was a different cat. Of course it was Timberkit! Who else could it be? Orchidpaw would never mix her up with some stranger. This was his friend! It had to be! Right...? But... she wouldn't look at him like that, would she? Shouldn't Timberkit be as pleased to see him as he was her? She was treating him as though he were a stranger to her! He felt another stab as he realized that she wasn't so happy to be reunited. The calico's heterochromatic gaze continued to search for an answer to this. Orchidpaw would never think that she could have lost her memory. The clans was an important part of her life, and he had hoped he was to....

Though she did not leave, but rather stayed and watched him. He felt a flicker of hope as she decided to stick around a bit longer. The apprentice listened closely as she went on to answer his questions the best she could. His orbs widened as she explained how she did not remember what happened, she could not recall anything prior to being locked up in a cage. He shivered under his thick pelt at the thought of waking up in such a situation. "That must have been horrifying...." the calico whispered. He winced as she pointed out how she did not remember him. But the tom decided to not let that ruin his mood. Even f she couldn't remember, his friend was back! The tom took a step towards her. "You sure you're okay? What was the human like?" His voice seemed to quiver just slightly while asking, hating to think about being captured by a twoleg. "They didn't hurt you, did they?"

When she said his name again, him heart leaped. She does remember my name! Hope returned as she did. "Yeah- well, it's actually Orchidpaw now. I'm an apprentice," he puffy out his chest in pride. Upon realizing that it was not the time, he quickly took on a more humble look. He blinked as she seemed to blank out on her name. Concern showed in his orbs, wondering how she could possibly forget her own name. Orchidpaw was about to tell her himself, but stopped as she was able to somehow recall it. "Yes! Yes, you're Timberkit!" He yowled excitedly, feeling more and more hopeful that she may remember about the clans and their friendship.

Staring down the tom she was very confused at his behavior and she slowly sat down on her hind ends. She didn't let her guard down just yet she still had her suspicions of him anyway. She could see the hurt in his eyes and she felt like she said something wrong feeling her heart tighten. As he kept staring her down a small tint of pink showed on her cheeks as she looked away from him. She didn't know why she acted this way maybe because it was a bit weird or awkward..or maybe she had hidden feelings. She didn't know and it was bad, she didn't know the tom at all. Her tail flicked slightly for an unknown reason and she didn't think much about it either.

Then looking back up at the tom to see an expression change in his eyes she didn't know why he reacted the way he did. She wondered why the tom was reacting this way but she just sighed heavily. "Yes it was...I was bleeding and then...", she mewled trying to think of what happened next. "Then I woke up and I was wrapped with this white...thing around my stomach and on my legs. I think that human saved my life or I think I was on the verge of dying...", She said remembering clearly now. "The human took care of me and I became strong and healthy so I lived with them since.", She smiled slightly. "I only ran away because there..was something missing and I wanted to find out what it was. Since I came across this forest things smelt like...home. Everything seems familiar even you but I don't know why I can't remember.", she said looking around. "

"You became an apprentice and your name is Orchidpaw now?", She asked confused. She new she heard the term before because it clicked in her mind but where? Why was it so hard for her to remember certain things? Then seeing him puff out his chest she let out a small giggle before smiling slightly. When he yowled she looked at him wide eyes and nodded her head. "Yes my name is Timberkit.. Well I'm not a kit anymore but yeah.", she said frowning slightly. Then something clicked in her mind. It was a smaller her and a smaller him and they where playing in the snow. Immediately she stood up and her eyes twinkled in realization.

[PokeCat]

Hollowpaw watched her react,” If you run, you’re proving to Fallenstar just how bad of a mentor you are.” He meowed, the only reason he was stopping her from running is that he didn’t know his way back to camp
Lightstream stopped, her eyes threatening tears. "Just don't tell anyone..."

[Mango]

Lightstream stopped, her eyes threatening tears. "Just don't tell anyone..."
Hollowpaw nodded,” I won’t. But- my mother knows the secret...” he meowed truthfully.

[PokeCat]

Hollowpaw nodded,” I won’t. But- my mother knows the secret...” he meowed truthfully.
She turned back to face him, not quite taking a step forward. "Then tell her not to tell! Hollowpaw what if they try out find me? What do I do then?"

[Mango]

She turned back to face him, not quite taking a step forward. "Then tell her not to tell! Hollowpaw what if they try out find me? What do I do then?"
He realized what he caused,"Then I'll protect you...and Fallenstar isn't an unjust cat. The only cat be banished took a life from Snowstar and killed Plumkit." He meowed.

[PokeCat]

He realized what he caused,"Then I'll protect you...and Fallenstar isn't an unjust cat. The only cat be banished took a life from Snowstar and killed Plumkit." He meowed.

Lightstream let out a breath she didn't know she was holding. "Thank you. Now come on, let's mark this border and be done with it already."

[Mango]

Lightstream let out a breath she didn't know she was holding. "Thank you. Now come on, let's mark this border and be done with it already."
He wanted his clanmate who he didn’t concider his mentor to feel better so he agreed with less reluctance than normal,” Okay.” He followed Lightstream to the border.

[PokeCat]

He wanted his clanmate who he didn’t concider his mentor to feel better so he agreed with less reluctance than normal,” Okay.” He followed Lightstream to the border.
(why don't we wrap this up? I'm going to make a plot about her background, so they will have another rp soon but I think she needs a break xD)
Lightstream marked the border and showed Hollowpaw how to, before turning back towards camp. "We should get going." She said, starting off.

[Mango]

(why don't we wrap this up? I'm going to make a plot about her background, so they will have another rp soon but I think she needs a break xD)
Lightstream marked the border and showed Hollowpaw how to, before turning back towards camp. "We should get going." She said, starting off.
Hollowpaw tried, and followed her back to camp. (Okay)

[FadingEchoes]

BlizzardFang strode to the border, his tail lashing as he eyed Thunderclan border cautiously. His fur stood slightly on end as he stood there in hostility.
(Really bad writer's block.)
SpiritedSecrets

[SacredMadness]

BlizzardFang strode to the border, his tail lashing as he eyed Thunderclan border cautiously. His fur stood slightly on end as he stood there in hostility.
(Really bad writer's block.)
SpiritedSecrets
Blizzardfang smelled the air and hostility filled her being. She walked up to the border and was startled. “RiverClan...” she hissed under her breath.

[FadingEchoes]

Blizzardfang smelled the air and hostility filled her being. She walked up to the border and was startled. “RiverClan...” she hissed under her breath.
BlizzardFang's tail lashed more quickly as the molly came strolling towards him, "Thunderclan? Trying to steal prey?" The tom challenged, noticing for a few seconds that she looked strikingly similar to him, her fur silver, his stark white, both of their eyes blue although hers were of a slightly darker nature.

[SacredMadness]

BlizzardFang's tail lashed more quickly as the molly came strolling towards him, "Thunderclan? Trying to steal prey?" The tom challenged, noticing for a few seconds that she looked strikingly similar to him, her fur silver, his stark white, both of their eyes blue although hers were of a slightly darker nature.
“Border Patrol mousebrain,” She retorted, trying not to notice their similar features.

[FadingEchoes]

“Border Patrol mousebrain,” She retorted, trying not to notice their similar features.
"A surprisingly convenient excuse." The tom replied harshly, taking a stride forward, intentionally forgetting the countless times he'd been warned about his stubbornness.

[SacredMadness]

"A surprisingly convenient excuse." The tom replied harshly, taking a stride forward, intentionally forgetting the countless times he'd been warned about his stubbornness.
“I assume yours is the same,” she said with an air of coldness. Equally stubborn she strode to the edge of the border.

[FadingEchoes]

“I assume yours is the same,” she said with an air of coldness. Equally stubborn she strode to the edge of the border.
"Although mine is true." He hissed as she stepped closer to his territory. "I've never met a Thunderclan cat who could say a single sentence without lying to me." He snarled.

[SacredMadness]

"Although mine is true." He hissed as she stepped closer to his territory. "I've never met a Thunderclan cat who could say a single sentence without lying to me." He snarled.
She rolled her eyes and added logic into the mess. “What evidence to you have to back up your claim,” she yawned with boredom and gave him a smug look.

[FadingEchoes]

She rolled her eyes and added logic into the mess. “What evidence to you have to back up your claim,” she yawned with boredom and gave him a smug look.
BlizzardFang sat back on his haunches, so she was clever as well as he? "Evidence that I've had conversations with lying Thunderclanners? What, should I find a witness willing to tell the truth about lying?" He challenged, his blue eyes ablaze.

[SacredMadness]

BlizzardFang sat back on his haunches, so she was clever as well as he? "Evidence that I've had conversations with lying Thunderclanners? What, should I find a witness willing to tell the truth about lying?" He challenged, his blue eyes ablaze.
“Do it, you won’t,” she said, relaxing. This was quite amusing.

[FadingEchoes]

“Do it, you won’t,” she said, relaxing. This was quite amusing.
"Whatever, I won't be goaded by you." The tom meowed haughtily.
(They're fighting like they know they're siblings XD)

[SacredMadness]

"Whatever, I won't be goaded by you." The tom meowed haughtily.
(They're fighting like they know they're siblings XD)
(XD) “You think you’re all that don’t you? I’d love to see you try and prove it!” She pressed. This was gonna be interesting.

[FadingEchoes]

(XD) “You think you’re all that don’t you? I’d love to see you try and prove it!” She pressed. This was gonna be interesting.
"You wouldn't be able to handle it." Blizzardfang said casually, hiding the fury in his eyes.

[Galaxy Of Wisdom]

Honey looked at Maple with her amber eyes. "I would never leave you. Know that" She meowed holding her head high. Truly she wouldn't leave her sister, she needed her, or Honey thought she did and refused to believe anything else. Glancing at Butch she hoped he'd come to, that way they'd all be together, and able to protect Maple better. She held her brother's gaze for a small moment before turning to Downpourpaw. The ThunderClan "Warrior" was a bit smaller then other toms Honey had seen but he looked young and like he wasn't done growing. She hoped the tom would take teach them for Maple's sake, she didn't how her sister would take it if he told them no and ran them off. Or try to, three almost fully grown cats and one quite young tom? They'd probably win if they got in a fight. But they were here in peace for Maple. Silently she stood there waiting for the tom to respond to Maple. Her light ginger and white fur blowing in the wind.
@Fuzzyfeline Aura Spikes
She nods with a soft smile “ yes I know that... I know that very well” she says softly as she looks at the little warrior, “ so can we? Or do we have to.. speak to someone? “ she asks calmly as she looks at honey and purrs softly “ My sister! At least cheer up a bit. The tom isn’t that bad besides he’s kinda cute “ she purrs happily as she begins to stand up waiting on the answer from the young warrior.

[SacredMadness]

"You wouldn't be able to handle it." Blizzardfang said casually, hiding the fury in his eyes.
“Quit the tough bit facade.” She said. “ You wouldn’t hurt a fly! “ she grinned and groomed her chest fur.

[FadingEchoes]

“Quit the tough bit facade.” She said. “ You wouldn’t hurt a fly! “ she grinned and groomed her chest fur.
"Why waste so much time with me then?" He inquired, giving his own chest fur a grooming.

[SacredMadness]

"Why waste so much time with me then?" He inquired, giving his own chest fur a grooming.
“Mocking me huh?” She said with sass.

[FadingEchoes]

“Mocking me huh?” She said with sass.
"Of course not." The tom said sarcastically, with equal sass.

[Spikes]

"Kinda cute? Sister, please..." Butch looked down at his paws somewhat nervously, not wanting to look his sister in the eye. "I know you want me there... But I need a better reason than that! I can't just... Up and leave in an instant." This decision would have to take time and thought. How unfortunate it was that he lacked patience and threads of common sense. Now just wasn't the time for him to up and leave, and he knew that better than any of his kin. Maple was definitely ready, and Honey was just as ready to follow... Just as he was ready to trust Honey with his sisters' safety. She was sensible enough to care for them both. It hurt him to have to say goodbye, though he promised himself that this goodbye would be anything but.

"Maple... This is your life. I can't tell you not to do this. But I want to stay behind... At least for now. I'm not ready." His voice shook in the slightest as he addressed her... Or every cat he was talking to at the time. He had a feeling the warrior would be pleased to see he'd decided not to join them, which only made him more excited to make an appearance later. "I'm going home, you two. But I promise I'll be back!" He gave Maple an affectionate lick on the shoulder, doing the same for Honey and giving her another quiet talking to. "Make sure Maple doesn't get in too much trouble for me, ok? You know the plans she makes." The tom chuckled slightly, looking at both of his kin somewhat wistfully. "I'll be here to watch you go," he mewed to his sisters, sitting down beside them and watching over the warrior cautiously.

He mulled over clan life in his mind, curious to see how it would turn out if he was accepted into their ranks. He knew that in the meantime he'd have to prepare himself mentally, though his skills were still top-notch, in his opinion. Hey, with his blood, Maple and Honey would be the safest cats around, anyways! And besides, it would be interesting to learn of his sisters' hi-jinks as they tried out this new journey. He glanced around the forest, looking down at the rushing river and taking it in as a landmark. "Right here... Let's all meet up here one day, alright?" He placed a paw down on the earth, smiling at the simple thought of meeting them to gossip every now and again.

( Sasukewolf (madness) | Fuzzyfeline | Aura )

[vellichor]

Sasukewolf (madness) Spikes Fuzzyfeline

[ smol sassy warrior ]

Downpourpaw listened to each of their side conversations with interest, tilting his head ever so slightly. ‘Cute?’ An alarm went off in his head as he tried to be as nonchalant as he could. Maybe he would get to know this Maple... they were the same age, and he was close to warriorhood himself. Perhaps when they both became warriors...

With no warning, the tom grunted and turned around, heading back to camp. He had to think straight... what was that he was missing? Ah, his kill! He frantically searched for where he buried his prey, as they would need it in the snowy leaf-bare. Picking up his kills, he continued onto camp, occasionally checking behind him for reassurance that the group was following him.

[SacredMadness]

"Of course not." The tom said sarcastically, with equal sass.
She rolled her eyes and said nothing, just quietly observing.

[Hexict]

Staring down the tom she was very confused at his behavior and she slowly sat down on her hind ends. She didn't let her guard down just yet she still had her suspicions of him anyway. She could see the hurt in his eyes and she felt like she said something wrong feeling her heart tighten. As he kept staring her down a small tint of pink showed on her cheeks as she looked away from him. She didn't know why she acted this way maybe because it was a bit weird or awkward..or maybe she had hidden feelings. She didn't know and it was bad, she didn't know the tom at all. Her tail flicked slightly for an unknown reason and she didn't think much about it either.

Then looking back up at the tom to see an expression change in his eyes she didn't know why he reacted the way he did. She wondered why the tom was reacting this way but she just sighed heavily. "Yes it was...I was bleeding and then...", she mewled trying to think of what happened next. "Then I woke up and I was wrapped with this white...thing around my stomach and on my legs. I think that human saved my life or I think I was on the verge of dying...", She said remembering clearly now. "The human took care of me and I became strong and healthy so I lived with them since.", She smiled slightly. "I only ran away because there..was something missing and I wanted to find out what it was. Since I came across this forest things smelt like...home. Everything seems familiar even you but I don't know why I can't remember.", she said looking around. "

"You became an apprentice and your name is Orchidpaw now?", She asked confused. She new she heard the term before because it clicked in her mind but where? Why was it so hard for her to remember certain things? Then seeing him puff out his chest she let out a small giggle before smiling slightly. When he yowled she looked at him wide eyes and nodded her head. "Yes my name is Timberkit.. Well I'm not a kit anymore but yeah.", she said frowning slightly. Then something clicked in her mind. It was a smaller her and a smaller him and they where playing in the snow. Immediately she stood up and her eyes twinkled in realization.

(sorry for late reply! :c)

Though it hurt that she did recognize him, the calico tried to focus more on her story rather than that fact. His brows furred with a mixture of worry and confusion as Timber explained the best she could about what had happened when she disappeared. The tom's mind whirled as she stated that she had been bleeding, which lead to waking up wrapped in some white twoleg thing. At first, Timber seemed as though she was struggling to recall the events at the time. Though as she went on to mention the twoleg that has helped her and made sure she was healed, the small tabby was shown to become more certain of her words as she entered more vivid memories. Orchidpaw continued to watch in his mixture of emotions as he listened to her story. The apprentice felt the urge to interrupt her and bombard her with questions on what she was saying. But he shut his mouth and forced himself to be silent until she was done. The tom's ears perked in a hopeful way upon her claiming that she had felt as though something was missing, and she had felt something familiar when she came across the Thunderclan territory.

"Because this is your home!" He purred, hoping that she would remember everything now that she had said this out loud. Blinking, he remembered the other questions that had formed during the story. "How far is this twoleg den? Did they do anything scary? How did you get away? Was it hard to find Thunderclan, or did you just... know?" Orchidpaw sighed after he finished asking. "W-why were you bleeding?" Concern clear in his voice. He realized how many questions he had been asking, spitting out many each time she finished speaking. He began to feel guilty for doing so, but hadn't been unable to stop himself.

Orchidpaw smiled as Timber repeated what he had said. He liked that she had said his new name. The tom was proud of his rank - it was much better than being a kit - and he had always wanted to celebrate it with Timber. But she had disappeared when it was time for them to become apprentices. After he had puffed out his chest, the tom found himself blushing when Timber giggled at the proud motion. He offered a small smile back while she continued to smile at him. Again, he felt another hope when she repeated her name and then claimed that she was no longer a kit. She remembers the naming and ranks! Orchidpaw thought, smile growing. The large calico stopped suddenly, orbs widening as he noticed the look of realization in his friend's gaze.

[Stormpelt]

(sorry for late reply! :c)

Though it hurt that she did recognize him, the calico tried to focus more on her story rather than that fact. His brows furred with a mixture of worry and confusion as Timber explained the best she could about what had happened when she disappeared. The tom's mind whirled as she stated that she had been bleeding, which lead to waking up wrapped in some white twoleg thing. At first, Timber seemed as though she was struggling to recall the events at the time. Though as she went on to mention the twoleg that has helped her and made sure she was healed, the small tabby was shown to become more certain of her words as she entered more vivid memories. Orchidpaw continued to watch in his mixture of emotions as he listened to her story. The apprentice felt the urge to interrupt her and bombard her with questions on what she was saying. But he shut his mouth and forced himself to be silent until she was done. The tom's ears perked in a hopeful way upon her claiming that she had felt as though something was missing, and she had felt something familiar when she came across the Thunderclan territory.

"Because this is your home!" He purred, hoping that she would remember everything now that she had said this out loud. Blinking, he remembered the other questions that had formed during the story. "How far is this twoleg den? Did they do anything scary? How did you get away? Was it hard to find Thunderclan, or did you just... know?" Orchidpaw sighed after he finished asking. "W-why were you bleeding?" Concern clear in his voice. He realized how many questions he had been asking, spitting out many each time she finished speaking. He began to feel guilty for doing so, but hadn't been unable to stop himself.

Orchidpaw smiled as Timber repeated what he had said. He liked that she had said his new name. The tom was proud of his rank - it was much better than being a kit - and he had always wanted to celebrate it with Timber. But she had disappeared when it was time for them to become apprentices. After he had puffed out his chest, the tom found himself blushing when Timber giggled at the proud motion. He offered a small smile back while she continued to smile at him. Again, he felt another hope when she repeated her name and then claimed that she was no longer a kit. She remembers the naming and ranks! Orchidpaw thought, smile growing. The large calico stopped suddenly, orbs widening as he noticed the look of realization in his friend's gaze.

(same here I forgot to check this website ;-;)

Timber was actually glad that he listened to her and she smiled. He was very kind and great at listening she will give him that. Though he was triggering some memories in her mind which she was having a hard time remembering before. Maybe he was an important person in her life that she knew some what well. She wanted to find out now because it was bugging her.

"It is......my home?" She questioned as she looked around. Maybe it was her home but...she was still struggling to remember. Then he started throwing questions at her which overwhelmed her by a lot. She struggled to get the words out but all she could do was answer his first three questions. "I-It was pretty far..Maybe long walk away..It was my first time leaving...", she said as she looked back before looking back at him. "I got away because the door was left open when they where getting bags....An no it wasn't...I kinda followed my nose like I said it smelt familiar." she reminded him. Looking down at her paws his last question was what made her think really hard now. Why was she bleeding?

All of a sudden memories came crashing at her like a wave and she froze for a few minutes. Then her breathing became slightly faster for a few more minutes as she started to remember why she left. She felt small and weak...she was so...tiny. She didn't think she was fit out to be a thunderclan member and she left to prove her bravery but ended up getting injured in the process. She was attacked by another cat..it was a rogue but a twoleg was running by and saved her. Though most importantly she remembered her friend and she stared at him. "I was attacked by a rogue, I remember i remember now Ochirdpaw it really is you!", she said quickly. her chest heaved up and down as excitement started to build and she lunged at him suddenly tackling him into the ground. Making him land on his back she nuzzled her cheeks against his and licked them in a friendly manor. Moving away she stared down at him before laughing
"You grew, and you're so big what have you been eating?!", she said as she placed her paw on his face batting it playfully. "How was thunderclan? did anyone know that I was gone? who am I kidding i was the smallest in the nursery....", she huffed staring at nothing before looking back at him. "You managed to do okay when I was gone right?", she asked with concern written on her face.

[Galaxy Of Wisdom]

@spikes Fuzzyfeline Aura

Maple smiles happily at her brothers words and immediately nods “ yes sir!” She says happily with a soft purr as she looks at the warrior. She purrs a bit as she licks her brothers shoulder and begins to stand up “ oh? It seems he wants us to follow. Come sister! Let’s go! “ she says happily as she quickly walks after the warrior.

[wren]

Mad King




The pale toms ears began to ring and heat up as a wave of riverclan and thunderclan scents clashed for supremacy in his nose, a typical warning sign to go no further, yet today the shy timidness of the large tom seemed to be left in his nest this morning. His ears began to keep the burning intensity at a medium level, It was the kind of heat that tried to warn you somthing bad was going to happen or warn you of what was ahead. Though it didn't seem to waiver the progression of palethunder who kept is eyes steadily fixed on a hare. He knew what he was doing and no matter how wrong it was, he had no intention of stopping himself. Sliding forward like a snake through grass he weaves through the undergrowth ignoring the seemingly foreign terrain beneath his paws, even if had only been a few tail lengths over the scent border it felt so dangerous and exciting to him. The hare advanced a few steps still almost oblivious to the hunter prowling and stalking its every move. Copying it like a shadow he fell into pace with it and stopped when it stopped, than suddenly it reared up onto its hind legs ears high above its head and eyes widened with a sudden awareness.

He froze slinking in behind the foliage his burning blue eyes seeping through the hares fur waiting so eagerly for it to move along without complications, yet the hare was still alert waiting for something to jump out, not running like he had secretly hoped. To give chase deeper into riverclan territory would maybe have been the most exciting time of his life since treeheather. His ears pinned to the back of his neck at the mere thought of his lost companion and his lungs seemed to compress for a mere moment but returned heaving out tiny short breaths once more. It knew he was here, or perhaps it was a lucky guess there was no way of seeing into a rabbits mind and he certainly didn't care too at this point. He wanted the rush of a hunt and the success of a meal for clan mates. Or maybe that wasn't it at all. his tail gave another wave as anticipatipn built up in his throat and suddenly he couldn't hold himself here waiting for much longer. His claws slid out and his eyes narrowed into slits, the hunt is on. bursting from his hiding place in a flurry of leaves and snow exploded from beneath him as he propelled himself into the open with a howl sure enough to gather

attention from prey in the area but he didn't care. He came gliding through the air landing a mere whisker length from his target which only had a second to spin away to run before he was on its tail. Before he knew it he was charging in through a clearing right after it, claws extended, maw parted, eyes slit. And before he knew it the whole thing was all over. Between his claws was the body of his prey and between him and home was a border he would have to cross soon to hide most of his tracks. He glanced around the kill site seeing the droplets of blood splattered against the clean snow. He began to blot it out with his paws before it was a full project as he was nervously trying to cover all evidence he could.

[BEAR.]

Celestial

Like he often did, Firehawk was on a hunt of his own. Prowling through a patch of ferns, he was following the scent of a shrew to the root of a tree. He could see the long-muzzled rodent digging into the ground, in search of food of it's own, and he readied himself to leap when a howl pierced the air and caused his quarry to scatter.

Annoyed mildly, the orange and white tom turned his attention to where he believed the noise originated from, and he began to head in that direction. It was risky in some regard and he knew it, but at the very least it wasn't a canine who had created the noise. It seemed to be from a cat, and Firehawk was curious as to why they had cried out. What if someone's injured? He didn't think it was the case, but who knew? It never hurt to check. Worse case scenario it was nothing and he could return to hunting.

Through brush he glimpsed the shape of a creamy white cat, and he shouldered his way through the foliage. The feline didn't seem harmed, and the multi-colored warrior wasn't surprised to see the cat was crouched over the remains of a hare. "Howling at your prey isn't the best way to catch it," he lightly meowed as he padded towards the intruder. The beige tom reeked of ThunderClan, and Firehawk's ears twitched with interest. "Did ThunderClan not teach you that? No wonder that hare was on the RiverClan side of the border." He was gently hinting at the other tom's wrong-doing, but he wasn't angry at the trespasser. Far from it. "Why are you bothering to clean up the blood..?" he inquired. "It won't cover all the ThunderClan scent you've left here."

[wren]

Mad King



Palethunder simply slowed in his attempts as snow crunched by the weight of paws behind him and the swish of the wind through the trees brought the scent of a warrior with it. He gently tunred his gaze only to fall upon a medium built warrior who stood directly across the way. Despite being from another clan on his territory the tom seemed awful docile, where all riverclanners so calm? he hadn't cared to get into Riverclan affairs or any clans affairs for that matter. It didn't effect him therefor why did he need to know it. It would only ,eat somthing in an instance such as this, which seemed unlikely at the time when he got the chance to know some of riverclans cats.

The pale warrior turned keeping his gaze fixated on him. The alarm of being caught hadn't quite set in yet but he was sure it would come in waves of nerves. He knew himself and breaking a rule like this was beyond who he originally thought he was, fear being another one of those things he naturally went to also didn't come like he had expected. His tail simply lashed and his eyebrows knit together thoughtfully waiting for the tom to finish his statement. There was something about him, if it wasn't the hostility he had expected it was almost like a kind of smugness that he wasn't even trying to do. That feeling you get when you first meet somebody and you already 'know' what they are like, kind of thing. he swallowed hard preparing himself to defend why he was here formulating a reasonable scenario to use for an excuse.

Than seeing as the other Tom seemed far more sofisticated than most he sat down pulling his tail around his paws and settling into a little groove in the snow. "Oh, it doesn't work that way? No way I saw a riverclan apprentice doing that the other day" he said dryly raising his chin defiantly. Everything about what he was doing seemed so unlike him it scared him to his core. The mockery in his tone, the raised chin and slit eyes made everything worse, this wasn't the kind of adventure he had really been looking for. He dropped his chin back down his gaze studying the other warrior with such intensity that his eyes began to hurt from lack of blinking. His chest deflated, what he was saying was true and ultimately he didn't want to admit it. "Maybe you wouldn't have known I'd killed a hare, I was here, but you'd have never known" that was crazy talk and no matter how much he wanted to convince himself he was right, he was very wrong. "Maybe if I hadn't been to loud it would have worked too" he said jokingly

[BEAR.]

Celestial

Firehawk let out a gentle laugh, "Following the actions of apprentices now, are we? I thought ThunderClan was a bit better than that!" Given recent events however, the long-haired tom wouldn't have been surprised to find out an apprentice or two was running the whole battle operation. What a mess.

"There's still the scent of blood in the area. The fear scent of the hare and.." his paw scuffed the ground Palethunder had been tampering with. "Fragments of bloodied fur. Your kill wasn't as clean as you thought, and I doubt Fallenstar would be pleased with your Clan if another patrol came across this with your scent all over it." Fallenstar was quick to ally himself with ThunderClan during the WindClan conflict, but if he knew ThunderClan was intruding on his land, that might change in a heartbeat. He never came off to Firehawk as a predictable individual. "You're lucky," he commented. "Any other cat would've tried to give you something to remember them by! My Clan-mates aren't the nicest at times, unfortunately." They'd likely also try to get the hare he killed, but the RiverClan warrior wasn't too concerned about it. If ThunderClan had to stoop to theft, they probably needed it more than them. After all, RiverClan had the abundance of fish.

"What's your name?" he asked. "I'm Firehawk." It still felt weird to use his newer name. He wasn't sure he'd ever get used to it after the moons of Blazefury. The warrior didn't expect Palethunder to give him his name, and he was okay if he didn't. Whatever the beige tom felt comfortable with. "You may want to start heading back to your side of the border," he cautioned. "In case someone else shows up."

[wren]

Mad King


Odly enough palethunder found himself enjoying this more than he originally thought he would. In spite of the fact he had been caught doing something against the warrior code by another warrior he found himself enjoying the little talk. He was docile enough he felt as though by no means there would be claws involved unless the Tom was originally smarter than he thought. "You see I've always had a thing for swimming, and I mean copying actions of a riverclan cat is perhaps the best way" he mused.

It wasn't as funny as he had wanted it to come out but he wasn't too concerned about being funny in the moment. As firehawk brought to light everything he had done wrong he couldn't help but feel embrassed, not only had he yowled out loud catching his Attenion but was doing a terrible job at hiding the fact all of these things had happened. He dropped his head and with a long deep chuckle. "I consider myself lucky, I couldn't lie" he said admittedly lifting his gaze back to the tom with smirk.

Firehawk. don't hear a name like that everyday. "Palethunder, thunderclan's finest" he joked rubbing the back of his one paw with the other his nerves beginning to invade his body.

[BEAR.]

Celestial

Fighting would be pointless. The only result of it would be a visit to the medicine cat den and wasted herbs. None of the Clans could afford that so soon after the war. They needed to save what they could for the rest of Leaf-bare. "Is it?" Firehawk inquired. "Taking lessons from an apprentice is hardly the best way to go about mastering the arts of swimming. You ever try going into the shallow part of the river just beyond the borders? It's just deep enough where your paws won't touch the bottom, but there's a large root that runs into the water you can latch on with your claws and pull yourself back to the bank if you panic. The water's slow too, so the current won't get you. With it being Leaf-bare, might not be the best time to go, but once it warms up you could probably get some practice in." He would never be as graceful as RiverClan, but learning how to swim might be beneficial for him in the future.

Palethunder seemed to ignore Firehawk's suggestion of moving back to his side of the border, but the RiverClan warrior didn't pay it much mind. Other than stealing prey and being called out on his .. lackluster attempt of hiding the evidence, he wasn't doing much. "Pleasured to meet you," he responded. "Mind if I ask why you crossed the border for the hare? Seems a bit dangerous to be diving into another Clan's territory when tensions are so high .. risking an alliance over prey if Fallenstar found out." Firehawk hadn't decided yet if he'd help Palethunder remove the traces of the kill or not. It wasn't worth Fallenstar getting his tail in a twist if another patrol stumbled across it. Ancestors knew the last thing the forest needed was drama between ThunderClan and RiverClan.

[wren]

(( I hope this border was ok? I just chose whatever one I could think of ))
doug.

The time was late afternoon, stretches of shadows started to climb their way through the skinny trees and creep along the thicket. The pair of cats seemed to slip in and out of the shadows seamlessly. The small patrol moved along in silence for a while as the sounds of the forest rang out and dulled to a mutter as shade began to mottle the ground. The ginger and cream coloured deputy walked down the damp pathway with the walk of royalty. Despite wobbling every few seconds due to the extra pounds added to her underbelly, she looked as graceful as a pregnant she cat could get. Upon her soft features was a gentle smile, her green eyes tinted with peace and tranquility. With other clan mates she had previously known and bled out her heart for it was hard to just, walk and let the beauty of a territory overcome the reality of everything else.

The pair remained in the sweet silence for a moment, the sound of melting snow dripping melodically around them filling the lack of conversation. That’s when she glanced over her shoulder at the tom blinking her large eyes at him. “Firehawk, i don’t believe I’ve ever seen you with any family” she said quite abruptly, She looked back towards her path awaiting his answer patiently. Rowanflower has never been one to really let boundaries break down on their own, she was happy to jump right into personal life with a flick of an ear. “You have family here don’t you?” she pressed still not looking back over to him as she walked ahead. That’s when they approached a fallen log, rotting and it’s bark peeling off. Wet snow was settled cozily on its upturned side piling quite high. The tabby stopped short of the log than down each side with an embarrassed laugh. Moving around had become, difficult, adding some weight to throw you completely off balence was never fun.

Taking a step back she flashed an apologetic glance at firehawk, bunches her hind legs than took a jump. Somehow managing to get her massive body up onto the log and scrambling up onto the top. Perhaps it would’ve been easier a few moons ago, now it certainly wasn’t. After a deep sigh of relief she jumped down the other side, hitting the ground with a “humph” and trying to steady herself again.

[BEAR.]

Celestial

Going through the forest at the end of Leaf-bare was one of Firehawk's favorite things to do. The warming weather brought with it new life, and already some changes to the landscapes could be seen as the snow melted, leaving behind the tiniest sprouts of new herbs and grasses, and the beginning of the return of leaves to the trees. Birds were once again starting to chatter, filling the air with their song, and faintly the scutter of rodent paws could be heard against the dampening ground.

Silence was something he was accustomed to, preferring it over conversations outside of his small friend group-- namely, Iceflower. Being fairly private didn't leave much room for socializing when one of the few Clan-mates he talked to gave him a weird vibe. Was it .. Cloudsky? Yes, her probing for his romantic life was uncomfortable, and he hadn't missed the fleeting looks that left him longing to return to Iceflower's warm embrace. "Hm?" he was startled when Rowanflower began to speak to him, unsure of where she was going.

"Family?" That was a bit of a loaded question, given part of why he'd join RiverClan all those moons ago was to find his son. "Only Iceflower, my mate." The others were either dead or gone, wandering the outskirts. "I used to have a son here - he wasn't Iceflower's, it was before I met her - but he's dead. He died during a flood a pawful of seasons back." The river had swelled and he'd been lost to the currents. Firehawk didn't think about it too much anymore. A part of him missed the young apprentice, but .. he couldn't dwell on the past. He had a new life now. He was happier.

Springing over the decaying log without much difficulty, Firehawk watched as Rowanflower attempted to jump and scramble over it. "You okay?" he asked with some concern as she hit the ground. "Do you need help?" With steadying herself specifically, since she seemed off-balance.

[wren]

doug.
( I’m so sorry I have some serious writers block )


The she cat looked over at him as he answered eyes softening gently at the mention of his son. The tom was older than he has let her think. Funny how that happens. she was going to touch on the outsider aspect of his family heritage but shut her mouth again. Glancing down at her paws she gave her ear a dismissive flick. “I’m so sorry” she commented turning to look at him for a fleeting moment. She couldn’t imagine the agony of loosing a son or daughter, and not being able to do anything about it. Deep in her chest a pang of sadness struck her but she brushed it off. Little did she know soon she would suffer the same death of a son.

She must’ve not been deputy than, she had been the normal bouncy tabby everyone else knew, one who wasn’t bothered by chaos of the other clans, she wasn’t aware of how much death actually happened. Not like she was now, she had awoken into an unforgiving world full of pain. At least firehawk had someone, not that she was worried about him having anyone, she just liked to know everyone had somebody to talk too. And on the off chance they didn’t she liked to get involved and become said friend. Which was rarely fun but she liked doing it for the sake of the lonely warrior.

“Iceflower” she remarked steadily “such a pretty name, I’ve seen her around a few times I believe. How’s that going for you?” she asked innocently. Even if firehawk was uncomfortable she really couldn’t tell. After sticking an awkward landing she was able to keep walking, brushing off her imbalance with the dismissive wave of her tail. She waited a moment before responding to firehawk asking if she needed help. However embarrassing it may have been to accept she was kinda stumped.

“No no, just the few extra pounds are throwing me off” she mused gently. He seemed like a nice cat, I mean naturally most cats would help a pregnant deputy but she quite admired the fact he tried.

[BEAR.]

Celestial

Back when this happened, Fallowstar still reigned over RiverClan. It had been shortly before the injury that crippled her, when Ottertail was beginning to take over some leader duties as Fallowstar tended to her own kits. Firehawk wasn't even sure if Rowanflower had been alive, not that it mattered. Losing his son had hurt, but it was only a fraction of the pain he had felt throughout his lifetime. Smokepaw wasn't the only kit he had lost, and he could still clearly recall the day he found his former mate over the bodies of their two other kits.

She had killed them for being smaller than their brother, and she had made it clear their surviving kit would be next if he didn't make something of himself. Needless to say, he was glad she was dead and gone. His life had improved significantly when he joined the Clan, and after recovering Iceflower from the cold river she had dived into, he never looked back. "He's in a better place now," was Firehawk's quiet response. "Wherever he is." As Firehawk didn't believe in the Clan ancestors, he didn't know where they ended up when they died. On the bright side, Smokepaw was away from his insane adoptive mother. Firehawk didn't know how Russetswirl ended up normal.

"Good," he said. "Haven't been happier." Firehawk wasn't surprised if Rowanflower had seen her. Iceflower was currently a queen as well, although she did occasionally do warrior duties. Unlike some cats in the Clans, Firehawk would never force the love of his life into a permanent position. He was content with her doing whatever made her happy. Talking with Rowanflower about his personal life wasn't uncomfortable simply out of the fact she didn't have ill intent.

As long as Rowanflower was able to walk, he wouldn't push helping her. There was no harm done with her landing and it'd be rude to act as if she were fragile. Even when pregnant, queens were a force to be reckoned with, and they deserved respect. "If you need anything, just let me know."

The border was beginning to come into view, and the tri-colored tom scented the air. "Seems quiet," he commented gently. "A relief, considering all the drama that's taken place within the last few moons. I hope the ThunderClan and WindClan conflict will die down now that ThunderClan's under new leadership." Unfortunately, he didn't think it would. Passionstar seemed easily antagonized and that would only make things worse. "Or at the very least, RiverClan stays out of it. I don't understand why Fallenstar felt the need to involve us in that."

[wren]

doug.


Rowanflower teetered down the path stumbling ocasionally as she made a sharp turn towards the territories somewhat following the toms lead and not caring that she wasn't in control anymore. It was nice to let someone else take control sometimes. Since everything had changed it seemed hard now to slip into the background unnoticed for just a while. It just was t the same. Just as a momemtary silence fell over the pair she felt her eyes drifting shut and just taking in a deep breath of the fresh and bitter air. The warm embrace of newleaf wrapped itself around her tongue, it smelled of new life and abundant prey despite being riddled with rotting leaves and soggy mud, It was just delightful nonetheless.

The multicoloured tabby let out a deep sigh, glad to know firehawk seemed to understand smokepaw was at peace. Or at least he had come to terms with it, despite a sneaking suspicion that brought her to think they didn't know each other all that well anyways. What he said next had slightly shocked her, wherever he is? the she cats whiskers gave a quick twitch but she dropped the subject, thinking better not to pry on his beliefs. Ever since riverclans liberation she had to come to terms with the fact even a clan was divided by beliefs, and even a simple choice could tear it apart within sunrises. She had the long curved scar and her throat as a painful reminder. Even the thought of the grey tabby who had awarded her such a ghastly scar made her shiver. "Quite."

Shaking her head dismissively she turned her Attenion to the larger tomcat her eyes focused and welcoming. "That's fantastic, kits are on the way aren't they?" she commented giving him a little playful wink. To playful you furball. she scolded herself, mentally kicking herself for the friendly gesture. She knew that iceflower was pregnant, it's hard not to notice when a queen is expecting and you pass them by every other day. "By the time they're around maybe this war will be over" she said hoepfully, her voice dropping down to a mere whisper by the end of the sentence.

As he insisted if she needed a thing to let him know she tossed him a glance that said 'I'm going to be ok' than looked back down the path. She flicked her tail once and laid it across his shoulders for a moment. "I appreciate the concern, but I'm sure I'll be fine" she said assuringly as she walked ahead.

"Quite frankly I feel as though I can't quite get in to his head, I now he went to help Thunderclan for all the right reasons considering they would've been crushed by two clans at once. Otherwise I'm clueless" she said with a deep sigh of anoyance. It was hard not knowing what fallenstar wanted from her, it was impossible to tell. One day he's glaring at you the next he's barking orders at you and she just couldn't keep up with what he wanted out of her.

[BEAR.]

Celestial

Growing up as a loner and joining the Clan out of his youth, Firehawk was never raised to believe in StarClan or the Dark Forest. Beyond the Clans worshiping them, that was all he knew about them, and it was hard to believe in something that one couldn't physically see. Until he was face-to-face with one, his views on the Clan ancestors likely wouldn't change. The uprising moons prior didn't affect his opinion, though if asked he would admit to not understanding the unrest within the Clans at the time. Their Clan-mates could talk about the "dark times" all they wanted, but the truth of the matter was the other Clans had it worse. Being told their freedom to worship what they wanted was nothing in comparison to executions. "Hopefully he didn't end up with his mother," he said with a soft laugh. "She was uh, an interesting character."

Kits? Well, he wasn't sure about that. They hadn't talked about that yet, and as for Iceflower taking on a more queen role, he hadn't thought much of it. Firehawk shrugged a little, mostly out of being unsure -- if Iceflower wanted to tell him anything, he'd let her do it on her own accord. "I don't think the war'll be over anytime soon," he said. "As long as Blazingstar and Passionstar are around to fuel the flames." Both males were antagonistic, and it seemed to only take a little to set them off. Fallenstar wasn't helping in the slightest.

Firehawk hoped she knew his offer had been in general, and didn't necessarily only apply to now.

Even with Fallenstar's good intentions, all it had done was put four Clans in a weakened state and result in casualties for everyone. ThunderClan would have lost, but that seemed to be a small price to pay after Snowstar refused to acknowledge her wrong-doing despite knowing it wouldn't go well for her Clan. "He seems set on staying by ThunderClan's side in this, but I'm not sure if we should be worrying ourselves with their conflict. All his .. insistence on choosing sides seems to be doing is making tensions worse." As seen at the Gathering, where their leader single-handedly angered the other high ranks.

[wren]

doug.


She glanced at him over her shoulder eyebrows furrowed together thoughtfully. "Interesting, how so?" admittedly she never knew her mother or her father matter of factly. The only thing she could recall was the flooding and her fathers eyes as he plummeted to his death before them. And my brother. that was the first time she had thought about him in a long time. A shiver worked its way down her spine and into her tail, only gifivng it a shake to dismiss it. Better left unsaid. she glanced back down at her paws as she weaves her way closer to the border, nostrils flared and eyes widened and tail lashing promptly behind her.

Her eyes flicked for a moment, whatever happened to snowstar? she had met thunderclan's deputy powdernose and he had only vaguely said she had stepped down. Could've meant anything. she glanced over at him as he finished his statement about blazingstar and the newly appointed leader passionstar. "We can only hope that riverclan decides to stay out of it like skyclan did" she said with another lash of her tail.

Oh fallenstar, why must you hate me so?

She sighed, part of her knew that it was what fallenstar wanted and no matter how much she tried to reason with him he was set on tending to thunderclan's needs when riverclan needed him more. They need him to be a leader for them and help them in licking their wounds. We can't fight everyone else's battles. rows flower let out a sigh and flicked her ear "There's an amount of arrogance that causes him to not back down, I can appreciate where he comes through on that, though he is also defending the defenceless. Even if they could have gotton themselves out of it by simply apologizing"

[BEAR.]

Celestial

"Ah.." Majesty had been a piece of work. "She was a kittypet who got kicked to the curb when she got pregnant, and afterwards.." To put it simply, she changed. "Became bitter and cruel, cold. Killed two of our kits and threatened to kill the last if he didn't make something of himself. They weren't close to being weaned, I didn't know what to do." The smallest of shrugs. "I didn't have anyone I could bring a newborn to." Trying to carry him across the forest would have resulted in his death for sure.

This was Fallenstar they were talking about. The tom didn't seem capable of staying out of anything. "With any luck we will," he said. "It feels like Grousestar is the only one with sense right now, you know? All this fighting is just .. unnecessary." A drain on their strength and resources during the worst season.

Personally, he never thought of ThunderClan as being defenseless. If they were, they wouldn't have survived as a functioning Clan for so long. "Do you think ThunderClan would have been driven out had we not intervened?" he asked. "I know WindClan and ShadowClan were being vengeful, but I didn't think ThunderClan would be completely powerless against them. It felt more like they wanted to teach them a lesson for stepping out of bounds so much."

Firehawk completely understood Snowstar's actions with the thefts though. If RiverClan had been in a similar situation, he would have likely done the same to ensure the survival of his Clan. RiverClan always came first.

[Brilliance]

For the following moons, Tigerbreeze had caught himself in quite...a pickle. As that was best to describe it using lack of better words. To say the least, he was confused with where he stood. Each relationship he cornered himself into, it only got worse on his end. He was happy, no doubt, to have Desertpelt in his life. She was his best friend, after all! He proclaimed that he was in love with her. In his mind, he knew it was wrong. It was deadly to love a she cat borne into another clan. Especially, considering the recent fight with opposing clan. Tigerbreeze honestly didn’t know where he stood in Desertpelt’s heart. One moment, he was for sure. So confident that Desertpelt was ready to strip everything she knew and come to join Thunderclan. Where he imagined, they lived a tranquil, happy life with less burdens and worries. However, that was selfish on his end, as he must knew she had family that she didn’t want to stray too far from. So, Tigerbreeze tried to lounge in the ideal of finding the perfect Thunderclan she cat that could top his affection for the Shadowclan warrior. Being Tigerbreeze, the ever-so-smooth flirt, his attention was a fleeting thing, making him appear quite ignorant when he held pretty eye candy nuzzingly against him.
It...wasn’t enough.
Tigerbreeze was a self-efficient tom. As he believed and knew all too well, he was athletically fit, the charmer, the goofy fellow - every molly’s dream! So, why was it - for the life he couldn’t understand - so hard to keep himself planted into the heart of one. Possibly, he was a bit too picky. Or, he was waiting for Desertpelt to see how much happiness he could get out of her, and how much he could give her. He’s always been quite taken with her anyway, but recently, the Bengal tom had been feeling discouraged in himself. Considering to be deficient in the emotion he refuses to address, Tigerbreeze unshamelessly flirted until his heart was content. And, boy, did he ever! Although, most times it wasn’t a positive experience, and other times, he’s shown to be quite full of himself...it was never enough. Perhaps, he indulged into a greedy trait that was ever hard to appease him. What Tigerbreeze didn’t notice was that everyday he’d come to the border of Riverclan, peering across the river to see if he could spot a nearby familiar pelt. He was hoping to catch a glimpse of her. Tigerbreeze didn’t know much of anything about Wildfire, but he knew that if anyone asked of her character, he could simply talk an entire book about her. Not knowing much information about her - such as her preferred prey, or the position she liked to relax in, or even her favorite activities...Tigerbreeze liked her. She definitely wasn’t a bad looker other...at all. The most amazing thing he saw in their friendship was the fact that he could be...himself.

Ryder

[Captain]

For the following moons, Tigerbreeze had caught himself in quite...a pickle. As that was best to describe it using lack of better words. To say the least, he was confused with where he stood. Each relationship he cornered himself into, it only got worse on his end. He was happy, no doubt, to have Desertpelt in his life. She was his best friend, after all! He proclaimed that he was in love with her. In his mind, he knew it was wrong. It was deadly to love a she cat borne into another clan. Especially, considering the recent fight with opposing clan. Tigerbreeze honestly didn’t know where he stood in Desertpelt’s heart. One moment, he was for sure. So confident that Desertpelt was ready to strip everything she knew and come to join Thunderclan. Where he imagined, they lived a tranquil, happy life with less burdens and worries. However, that was selfish on his end, as he must knew she had family that she didn’t want to stray too far from. So, Tigerbreeze tried to lounge in the ideal of finding the perfect Thunderclan she cat that could top his affection for the Shadowclan warrior. Being Tigerbreeze, the ever-so-smooth flirt, his attention was a fleeting thing, making him appear quite ignorant when he held pretty eye candy nuzzingly against him.
It...wasn’t enough.
Tigerbreeze was a self-efficient tom. As he believed and knew all too well, he was athletically fit, the charmer, the goofy fellow - every molly’s dream! So, why was it - for the life he couldn’t understand - so hard to keep himself planted into the heart of one. Possibly, he was a bit too picky. Or, he was waiting for Desertpelt to see how much happiness he could get out of her, and how much he could give her. He’s always been quite taken with her anyway, but recently, the Bengal tom had been feeling discouraged in himself. Considering to be deficient in the emotion he refuses to address, Tigerbreeze unshamelessly flirted until his heart was content. And, boy, did he ever! Although, most times it wasn’t a positive experience, and other times, he’s shown to be quite full of himself...it was never enough. Perhaps, he indulged into a greedy trait that was ever hard to appease him. What Tigerbreeze didn’t notice was that everyday he’d come to the border of Riverclan, peering across the river to see if he could spot a nearby familiar pelt. He was hoping to catch a glimpse of her. Tigerbreeze didn’t know much of anything about Wildfire, but he knew that if anyone asked of her character, he could simply talk an entire book about her. Not knowing much information about her - such as her preferred prey, or the position she liked to relax in, or even her favorite activities...Tigerbreeze liked her. She definitely wasn’t a bad looker other...at all. The most amazing thing he saw in their friendship was the fact that he could be...himself.

Ryder


Wildfire hadn’t spoken with Tigerbreeze in what seemed like moons, but that wasn’t her fault, of course. She had patrolled the Thunderclan constantly on her own in hopes of seeing him again and he was never there anymore, like he had been that one time. It’s not like she missed him though or anything in the end. That bengal tomcat was super annoying and it was just a thorn in her side to have him around when she was trying to sneak the border for exploring purposes. The orange-furred female walked through the forest with her tail waving back and forth behind her as she headed along, thinking and talking to herself like some scatter-brained fool. Why did she even have that stupid Thunderclanner on the center of her mind anyways? He was nothing special to her and he already had this special love interest anyways. Wildfire saw it in his eyes when they first met - the look of love. It wasn’t a hard thing to see in another cat’s emotions for the young warrior to realize. “Stupid, fox-hearted mousebrain..” She grumbled under her breath, kicking aside a stray acorn with her paw as she gave a shake of her head. She had better things to do with her life than care about her so-called friendship with that male. A small voice in the back of her head asked the shecat what exactly she meant by that and that just frustrated her more. She wanted an apprentice to pass time with, but no, she was apparently not old enough to train one yet, as her clanmates explained to her earlier this moon. It made her have so much free time and finding herself coming to this stupid border to see if any trespassers had come across, of course. It wasn’t to see if he was there or anything. No, that would be foolish of her and she had more pride than that. She smirked at that and slipped through some bushes, her fiery fur brushing along the leaves as the warrior came up to the borderline, divided by a small river that quietly trickled through the forest without a care in the world. Her amber-hued eyes shone as she looked across the river as beams of sunlight shone through the tree leaves above her, covering the forest floor and making her pelt shimmer with the warm light. With Newleaf now here, it was much more peaceful to walk around these parts. All the flowers and fresh prey that came with this season was amazing and she had to admit that this was her favorite time. Her thoughts came to a halt though as Wildfire’s eyes landed on an all too familiar figure on the other side of the border - Tigerbreeze himself. A small moment of hesitation went through her to make the female wonder what she should do. She decided to just be friendly and not start anything. “It’s certainly been awhile,” She greeted the male across the way as her ears twitched in silence, “How are things in Thunderclan - if I may ask?”

[Brilliance]

Wildfire hadn’t spoken with Tigerbreeze in what seemed like moons, but that wasn’t her fault, of course. She had patrolled the Thunderclan constantly on her own in hopes of seeing him again and he was never there anymore, like he had been that one time. It’s not like she missed him though or anything in the end. That bengal tomcat was super annoying and it was just a thorn in her side to have him around when she was trying to sneak the border for exploring purposes. The orange-furred female walked through the forest with her tail waving back and forth behind her as she headed along, thinking and talking to herself like some scatter-brained fool. Why did she even have that stupid Thunderclanner on the center of her mind anyways? He was nothing special to her and he already had this special love interest anyways. Wildfire saw it in his eyes when they first met - the look of love. It wasn’t a hard thing to see in another cat’s emotions for the young warrior to realize. “Stupid, fox-hearted mousebrain..” She grumbled under her breath, kicking aside a stray acorn with her paw as she gave a shake of her head. She had better things to do with her life than care about her so-called friendship with that male. A small voice in the back of her head asked the shecat what exactly she meant by that and that just frustrated her more. She wanted an apprentice to pass time with, but no, she was apparently not old enough to train one yet, as her clanmates explained to her earlier this moon. It made her have so much free time and finding herself coming to this stupid border to see if any trespassers had come across, of course. It wasn’t to see if he was there or anything. No, that would be foolish of her and she had more pride than that. She smirked at that and slipped through some bushes, her fiery fur brushing along the leaves as the warrior came up to the borderline, divided by a small river that quietly trickled through the forest without a care in the world. Her amber-hued eyes shone as she looked across the river as beams of sunlight shone through the tree leaves above her, covering the forest floor and making her pelt shimmer with the warm light. With Newleaf now here, it was much more peaceful to walk around these parts. All the flowers and fresh prey that came with this season was amazing and she had to admit that this was her favorite time. Her thoughts came to a halt though as Wildfire’s eyes landed on an all too familiar figure on the other side of the border - Tigerbreeze himself. A small moment of hesitation went through her to make the female wonder what she should do. She decided to just be friendly and not start anything. “It’s certainly been awhile,” She greeted the male across the way as her ears twitched in silence, “How are things in Thunderclan - if I may ask?”


Being me...is not easy, Tigerbreeze let out a snort at his exasperation. Although, to a certain extent he felt it was true. Life was supposed to be simple, not complex where he has to question every action he finds himself participating in. Sometimes Tigerbreeze forgets what the consequences lead to when he was...testing Starclan. Wasn’t that what he was doing? Testing the patience of the mighty cats above? He knew wholeheartedly they didn’t approve of his disloyalty to his clan. Tigerbreeze was the type to believe what they don’t know won’t kill them. So far, he had been successful with sneaking off with Desertpelt. He even had been successful running in with Wildfire and managing to spend time with her. Thinking of Wildfire...where have that she cat been? I feel like it’s been forever since I last saw her. He pinned his ears to his head, thinking on the path of a cynic. Anything could had happen, and Tigerbreeze was never a negative cat, but as things were going downhill in his life...he couldn’t help but be a flouter. Possibly, he had a feeling, but didn’t like to believe that it was his decisions that caused a disruption in his life. Being made a warrior was a simple and rewarding thing. It shouldn’t have brought him into the mess that he was drowning in. Tigerbreeze let out a huff of frustration. Slowly, he approached the river, watching as it flowed one direction. Deep in that water he imagined to be quicksand. If he attempted to put a paw in there, then it would be all over for him. Tigerbreeze had scoffed, pulling back immediately at the dark thought. He was confident enough to know that everything would turn out well in the end...he just needed to make right decision. Only, he knew he never was the one to make right decisions. He usually loved to go with the flow. Now, the tom was sitting down, drawing his tail upward to flick above his head. He gave a rash grooming to his chest fur then started licking his paw pads to soften them up. I wonder if she’s purposely ignoring me...I mean, I haven’t done anything wrong for her to discard me, have I? Of course not! Tigerbreeze almost bursted out laughing at the ridiculous thought. Pretty sure I can make her smitten to me in no time...maybe she’s just busy and I’m being a mousebrained fool for thinking such thoughts. I’m amazing! I don’t know what bad prey would cause her to hallucinate when I am could possibly the best thing that ever happened to her - cut off from his train of thought, Tigerbreeze didn’t take notice to the new company that appeared in front of him. This cause him to jump up, startled, and he arched his back hissing. He was ready to fight - “...Wildfire?” Slowly regaining his composure, it was obvious that the tom was a bit...embarrassed at how he reacted to her. This was the she cat he was awaiting for! All thoughts of Starclan punishing him, tumbled out his mind because he felt that if they prevented him from seeing the Riverclan Molly, then she wouldn’t be here in flesh. “You think!?” He responded, his voice rough and playful. “I feel like it’s been moons since I last saw you!” He says, slightly scolding as if it were her fault for not keeping in contact with him. The question about Thunderclan caused Tigerbreeze to roll his eyes. He didn’t care much about the whatsabouts in his residence. “Yeah, yeah, they’re fine.” He threw up a paw to dismiss her question with a quick answer. Tigerbreeze had excitedly approached the she cat, circling around her. “I’m more concerned about if you missed me or not, ay?” Stopping as he stood in front of her, looking down at her with a smirk, he said, “I’m more interested in knowing what intrigued you to forget about me? It must have to be something even more amazing than me. Then again, I can’t find anything more amazing than me. Enlighten me, please.” He drew out a purr.

[Captain]

Being me...is not easy, Tigerbreeze let out a snort at his exasperation. Although, to a certain extent he felt it was true. Life was supposed to be simple, not complex where he has to question every action he finds himself participating in. Sometimes Tigerbreeze forgets what the consequences lead to when he was...testing Starclan. Wasn’t that what he was doing? Testing the patience of the mighty cats above? He knew wholeheartedly they didn’t approve of his disloyalty to his clan. Tigerbreeze was the type to believe what they don’t know won’t kill them. So far, he had been successful with sneaking off with Desertpelt. He even had been successful running in with Wildfire and managing to spend time with her. Thinking of Wildfire...where have that she cat been? I feel like it’s been forever since I last saw her. He pinned his ears to his head, thinking on the path of a cynic. Anything could had happen, and Tigerbreeze was never a negative cat, but as things were going downhill in his life...he couldn’t help but be a flouter. Possibly, he had a feeling, but didn’t like to believe that it was his decisions that caused a disruption in his life. Being made a warrior was a simple and rewarding thing. It shouldn’t have brought him into the mess that he was drowning in. Tigerbreeze let out a huff of frustration. Slowly, he approached the river, watching as it flowed one direction. Deep in that water he imagined to be quicksand. If he attempted to put a paw in there, then it would be all over for him. Tigerbreeze had scoffed, pulling back immediately at the dark thought. He was confident enough to know that everything would turn out well in the end...he just needed to make right decision. Only, he knew he never was the one to make right decisions. He usually loved to go with the flow. Now, the tom was sitting down, drawing his tail upward to flick above his head. He gave a rash grooming to his chest fur then started licking his paw pads to soften them up. I wonder if she’s purposely ignoring me...I mean, I haven’t done anything wrong for her to discard me, have I? Of course not! Tigerbreeze almost bursted out laughing at the ridiculous thought. Pretty sure I can make her smitten to me in no time...maybe she’s just busy and I’m being a mousebrained fool for thinking such thoughts. I’m amazing! I don’t know what bad prey would cause her to hallucinate when I am could possibly the best thing that ever happened to her - cut off from his train of thought, Tigerbreeze didn’t take notice to the new company that appeared in front of him. This cause him to jump up, startled, and he arched his back hissing. He was ready to fight - “...Wildfire?” Slowly regaining his composure, it was obvious that the tom was a bit...embarrassed at how he reacted to her. This was the she cat he was awaiting for! All thoughts of Starclan punishing him, tumbled out his mind because he felt that if they prevented him from seeing the Riverclan Molly, then she wouldn’t be here in flesh. “You think!?” He responded, his voice rough and playful. “I feel like it’s been moons since I last saw you!” He says, slightly scolding as if it were her fault for not keeping in contact with him. The question about Thunderclan caused Tigerbreeze to roll his eyes. He didn’t care much about the whatsabouts in his residence. “Yeah, yeah, they’re fine.” He threw up a paw to dismiss her question with a quick answer. Tigerbreeze had excitedly approached the she cat, circling around her. “I’m more concerned about if you missed me or not, ay?” Stopping as he stood in front of her, looking down at her with a smirk, he said, “I’m more interested in knowing what intrigued you to forget about me? It must have to be something even more amazing than me. Then again, I can’t find anything more amazing than me. Enlighten me, please.” He drew out a purr.

The young shecat raised an eyebrow at him with a slight tilt of her head as the tomcat jumped and arched his back, hissing at her. With that sight alone, it was enough to make her snicker and have a mocking smirk form on her expression as Wildfire looked at Tigerbreeze as her tail swished behind her in a content manner. “Of course it is, mousebrain, who else would it be?” She said with a roll of her eyes directed at him, “It has been many moons, my friend, since before the cold season began, I believe.” Now that she thought about it, the strange truth was that they hadn’t spoken throughout all of the time when snow covered the forest. Wildfire watched as he slowly regained his composure and decided to give him some mercy, not teasing him about it openly in front of him now. Between them, the gentle river ran on down its set path without any trouble and that alone made her wonder if this was logical, to see him now like this, because of all the drama and violence going on within the clans, but Wildfire didn’t want to think about that now. No, she was alone within her clan and Tigerbreeze was her only friend - though she would never admit that out loud, especially to the tomcat personally. She decided to quietly sit down in the softened grass underneath her paws and rest her tail against her flank, looking at the male with a slight questioning expression deep within her bright amber-hued eyes. He seemed annoyed at her question, although she was just trying to be casual and polite as she had been taught to do so in her earlier moons. Wildfire shouldn’t be surprised by this male’s attitude, remembering their first encounter vaguely. His tone sounded playful, however, which made her keep the start of a curved smile on her maw. “Good to know.” She chuckled, watching as he dismissed her question with a wave of his paw, clearly wanting to move on to a more interesting topic. Wildfire, however, was caught off-guard as he went through the shallow river and joined her on the Riverclan side of the border, silently circling her as he spoke again with a bit of teasing shown in his tone. “Miss you?” She repeated his question with a small huff of breath, watching Tigerbreeze out of the corner of her eye at all times, “Maybe I did, but I am certain that you missed me - I mean, you’re practically entranced by my appearance at this point.” As she said that, the fiery shecat draw the tip of her tail across the underside of his chin with a slight smirk still evident on her maw. A moment passed before he appeared and halted in front of her now, which made the shecat have to look up to meet his gaze - he was taller and older than her, after all. “Some cats have better things to do with their lives than meeting a stinky Thunderclanner on the border.” Wildfire said, without hesitation, even though she knew deep down that she never had forgotten him. Oh, no, she never had done so once. Various times, throughout the cold season, she had come here by herself to see if he had been there for her as well - but he never had been. She masked these emotions though with the same teasing glint in her eyes. “But Tigerbreeze, are you admitting that you had nothing better to do to forget about me? I’m flattered, without a doubt, that you still kept me on your mind after all these moons.” She could hear the purr in his tone and he was incredibly close to her - more than she would have liked. “How about you enlighten me about that little molly that had you smitten the last time we met, eh?” She was not afraid to mention Desertpelt. He had told her about the Shadowclan shecat beforehand.

[Brilliance]

The young shecat raised an eyebrow at him with a slight tilt of her head as the tomcat jumped and arched his back, hissing at her. With that sight alone, it was enough to make her snicker and have a mocking smirk form on her expression as Wildfire looked at Tigerbreeze as her tail swished behind her in a content manner. “Of course it is, mousebrain, who else would it be?” She said with a roll of her eyes directed at him, “It has been many moons, my friend, since before the cold season began, I believe.” Now that she thought about it, the strange truth was that they hadn’t spoken throughout all of the time when snow covered the forest. Wildfire watched as he slowly regained his composure and decided to give him some mercy, not teasing him about it openly in front of him now. Between them, the gentle river ran on down its set path without any trouble and that alone made her wonder if this was logical, to see him now like this, because of all the drama and violence going on within the clans, but Wildfire didn’t want to think about that now. No, she was alone within her clan and Tigerbreeze was her only friend - though she would never admit that out loud, especially to the tomcat personally. She decided to quietly sit down in the softened grass underneath her paws and rest her tail against her flank, looking at the male with a slight questioning expression deep within her bright amber-hued eyes. He seemed annoyed at her question, although she was just trying to be casual and polite as she had been taught to do so in her earlier moons. Wildfire shouldn’t be surprised by this male’s attitude, remembering their first encounter vaguely. His tone sounded playful, however, which made her keep the start of a curved smile on her maw. “Good to know.” She chuckled, watching as he dismissed her question with a wave of his paw, clearly wanting to move on to a more interesting topic. Wildfire, however, was caught off-guard as he went through the shallow river and joined her on the Riverclan side of the border, silently circling her as he spoke again with a bit of teasing shown in his tone. “Miss you?” She repeated his question with a small huff of breath, watching Tigerbreeze out of the corner of her eye at all times, “Maybe I did, but I am certain that you missed me - I mean, you’re practically entranced by my appearance at this point.” As she said that, the fiery shecat draw the tip of her tail across the underside of his chin with a slight smirk still evident on her maw. A moment passed before he appeared and halted in front of her now, which made the shecat have to look up to meet his gaze - he was taller and older than her, after all. “Some cats have better things to do with their lives than meeting a stinky Thunderclanner on the border.” Wildfire said, without hesitation, even though she knew deep down that she never had forgotten him. Oh, no, she never had done so once. Various times, throughout the cold season, she had come here by herself to see if he had been there for her as well - but he never had been. She masked these emotions though with the same teasing glint in her eyes. “But Tigerbreeze, are you admitting that you had nothing better to do to forget about me? I’m flattered, without a doubt, that you still kept me on your mind after all these moons.” She could hear the purr in his tone and he was incredibly close to her - more than she would have liked. “How about you enlighten me about that little molly that had you smitten the last time we met, eh?” She was not afraid to mention Desertpelt. He had told her about the Shadowclan shecat beforehand.

Maybe Tigerbreeze should had been paying attention to his surroundings, but his gaze was focused on Wildfire, and anything in the background was blinded. He didn’t even notice his paws drenched from the shallow water - not that it mattered much in the first place. He was near the she cat, displaying an obvious gallant demeanor as he invaded her personal bubble. If she had been uncomfortable, Tigerbreeze didn’t bother to notice this. Eagerly awaiting her response, Tigerbreeze had froze up upon the sudden contact of her tail under his chin. It shouldn’t have surprised him, as he knew, from the first day he met her, she was enterprising. Instead, he let out a low chuckle himself and shook his head to rid the unwanted, and downright indecorous thoughts from his mind. Certainly, she was a very pretty flamed molly. Her fur, almost a crimson, even the reflection of the sun light’s caused it to be even more admiring. He wondered just how pretty her coat would be in the winter. Sadly, he haven’t got to see her during those harsh times, but Tigerbreeze refused to see much of anybody. With a sleek pelt like his, he preferred to hibernate until Newleaf come around and he’d be able to happily trot about without the fearsome worry of freezing to death. “I’m appalled, Wildfire!” Tigerbreeze feigned a look of exaggeration, snatching himself away from the she cat and giving her an incredulous look. “Although you are very...enthralling, I do not just find myself lost in such! I think you are - also - Uh - really, really fun to be around.” Puffing out his chest, he was pretty proud of what he came up with. It was half-true, he believed. From earlier hang outs, he did find her company to be more than bearable, and most times he didn’t wish she had to go. The fact that she thought Tigerbreeze liked her for her beauty...he was offended. Even if the she cat was on point. Tigerbreeze was a tom who got lost in a pretty face, was a fool for an attractive kitty - one might as well think they would be the bane of his existence. However, it may be the fact that he was restless. Again, feeling offended, Tigerbreeze gave her a look of disbelief. She might as well had raked her claws on his heart. “Who is you calling a stinky Thunderclanner?” Tigerbreeze has narrowed his eyes. Tigerbreeze had taken a moment to sniff certain areas of himself to get a whiff to test if she was right. He tried to be discreet with his movements as he didn’t want to be teased or embarrassed by Wildfire. “For your information, fishbreath,” he paused, throwing his face into her personal space once more, just so she could hear the emphasize on the teasing name he called her. Then, he pulled back, an annoying boyish, lopsided grin on his expression, “I’d rather smell like the pines from the trees than smell like I just got done swimming with the fish.” Evidently, he should had known she was teasing, as he was the one to quickly become heated without discovering the joke first. He couldn’t help but feel a little insecure - as if he was doing everything wrong. As long as that confident smirk stayed on his face, then no one would question him. Her next remark, caused a flick of his whiskers, then a roll of his eyes toward the sky. “If I admit that I missed you, would you admit that you missed me?” He replied, cheekily. He didn’t think Wildfire would greet him with open paws and affectionate nuzzles or licks - oh no, she was far from it! However, her estranged behavior didn’t deter Tigerbreeze at all...not one bit. Tigerbreeze still remained close to her, an obvious show of his flirty nature. Whether he added to her discomfort, he didn’t move unless she was the first one to move. Following afterwards, completely caught him off guard. Wildfire’s question about Desertpelt caused his ears to flicker and his expression to wipe that infamous smirk and replace it with an unreadable one that was hard to decipher. Again, another topic he tried to stray away from. “Desertpelt, huh? Well, um, tsk it’s complicated.” He admits. He didn’t know where he stood in her heart. Last time he ran into her, she was running away and wanted to convince him to come along, but Tigerbreeze refused and he pleaded her to stay. Everything gets better in the end, he told her. Desertpelt had went back to Shadowclan, and now Tigerbreeze didn’t know where he stood. Or, what their relationship was. Then, being who he was, Tigerbreeze flashed the she cat a toothy grin, “Don’t tell me you’re envious, Wildfire. I didn’t know you harbored such...feelings for me.” Tigerbreeze’s suave purr may have floated into her ears as a joke, but he did find it rather amusing to excessively flirt with the pretty Riverclan she cat. Possibly someday, he’d managed to woo her.

[Captain]

Maybe Tigerbreeze should had been paying attention to his surroundings, but his gaze was focused on Wildfire, and anything in the background was blinded. He didn’t even notice his paws drenched from the shallow water - not that it mattered much in the first place. He was near the she cat, displaying an obvious gallant demeanor as he invaded her personal bubble. If she had been uncomfortable, Tigerbreeze didn’t bother to notice this. Eagerly awaiting her response, Tigerbreeze had froze up upon the sudden contact of her tail under his chin. It shouldn’t have surprised him, as he knew, from the first day he met her, she was enterprising. Instead, he let out a low chuckle himself and shook his head to rid the unwanted, and downright indecorous thoughts from his mind. Certainly, she was a very pretty flamed molly. Her fur, almost a crimson, even the reflection of the sun light’s caused it to be even more admiring. He wondered just how pretty her coat would be in the winter. Sadly, he haven’t got to see her during those harsh times, but Tigerbreeze refused to see much of anybody. With a sleek pelt like his, he preferred to hibernate until Newleaf come around and he’d be able to happily trot about without the fearsome worry of freezing to death. “I’m appalled, Wildfire!” Tigerbreeze feigned a look of exaggeration, snatching himself away from the she cat and giving her an incredulous look. “Although you are very...enthralling, I do not just find myself lost in such! I think you are - also - Uh - really, really fun to be around.” Puffing out his chest, he was pretty proud of what he came up with. It was half-true, he believed. From earlier hang outs, he did find her company to be more than bearable, and most times he didn’t wish she had to go. The fact that she thought Tigerbreeze liked her for her beauty...he was offended. Even if the she cat was on point. Tigerbreeze was a tom who got lost in a pretty face, was a fool for an attractive kitty - one might as well think they would be the bane of his existence. However, it may be the fact that he was restless. Again, feeling offended, Tigerbreeze gave her a look of disbelief. She might as well had raked her claws on his heart. “Who is you calling a stinky Thunderclanner?” Tigerbreeze has narrowed his eyes. Tigerbreeze had taken a moment to sniff certain areas of himself to get a whiff to test if she was right. He tried to be discreet with his movements as he didn’t want to be teased or embarrassed by Wildfire. “For your information, fishbreath,” he paused, throwing his face into her personal space once more, just so she could hear the emphasize on the teasing name he called her. Then, he pulled back, an annoying boyish, lopsided grin on his expression, “I’d rather smell like the pines from the trees than smell like I just got done swimming with the fish.” Evidently, he should had known she was teasing, as he was the one to quickly become heated without discovering the joke first. He couldn’t help but feel a little insecure - as if he was doing everything wrong. As long as that confident smirk stayed on his face, then no one would question him. Her next remark, caused a flick of his whiskers, then a roll of his eyes toward the sky. “If I admit that I missed you, would you admit that you missed me?” He replied, cheekily. He didn’t think Wildfire would greet him with open paws and affectionate nuzzles or licks - oh no, she was far from it! However, her estranged behavior didn’t deter Tigerbreeze at all...not one bit. Tigerbreeze still remained close to her, an obvious show of his flirty nature. Whether he added to her discomfort, he didn’t move unless she was the first one to move. Following afterwards, completely caught him off guard. Wildfire’s question about Desertpelt caused his ears to flicker and his expression to wipe that infamous smirk and replace it with an unreadable one that was hard to decipher. Again, another topic he tried to stray away from. “Desertpelt, huh? Well, um, tsk it’s complicated.” He admits. He didn’t know where he stood in her heart. Last time he ran into her, she was running away and wanted to convince him to come along, but Tigerbreeze refused and he pleaded her to stay. Everything gets better in the end, he told her. Desertpelt had went back to Shadowclan, and now Tigerbreeze didn’t know where he stood. Or, what their relationship was. Then, being who he was, Tigerbreeze flashed the she cat a toothy grin, “Don’t tell me you’re envious, Wildfire. I didn’t know you harbored such...feelings for me.” Tigerbreeze’s suave purr may have floated into her ears as a joke, but he did find it rather amusing to excessively flirt with the pretty Riverclan she cat. Possibly someday, he’d managed to woo her.

When the abyssinian was much younger, she remembered being taught to never stare and that it was deemed as rude, but apparently this tomcat had not been shown such manners when he was growing up. He wouldn’t stop looking at her, his gaze fixed on no particular part of her, but there was nothing discrete about this. Wildfire didn’t know how to interpret this logically and with reason, although she shouldn’t really be putting much thought into it all on its own. The shecat noticed, however, when he was close to her, how the male’s whole body froze when her tail touched his chin - that surprised her, but she did not physically show that emotion. He was a strange tomcat, this Tigerbreeze character, and it made her question many things while being with him like this. Both of them were silent for what seemed like an eternity as they simply looked at one another, almost seeming to be lost within each other for a small moment. However, this moment ended quicker than expected as he pulled himself away from her with an exaggerated huff as he expressed his appalled emotion to her. This made her snap out of it as well, remembering who this stupid squirrel-chaser was. She simply listened to him string together words that were weakened attempts at explaining himself, which made her smile with tiny amusement sparkling within her amber-hued eyes. “Well, I’m glad that someone sees me as, what did you say - enthralling?” Wildfire teased him gently as she rested her tail against her side once again, “Whatever you say, mousebrain.” Watching as he puffed out his chet and seeming to be his usual self-confident self, it made Wildfire roll her eyes and just give a small snort of annoyance. All throughout her life, males would flirt with her because of her appearance, seeing her as beautiful and calling her all the compliments in the world - but that was it. She was only liked for her fur and eyes, physical traits was it for her. That was what she was used to, but even this shecat had to admit - she used it for her advantage at times. When the bengal questioned her about her words, she snickered and leaned close to him, almost to the point where their noses touched. “You,” Wildfire started with a purr slipping from her throat before poking him sharply in the chest with one paw, “That’s who.” Moving away from the tomcat, she caught him quietly smell himself, which almost made her laugh, but she held her tongue. She then laid witness to him trying to retort his own childish insult, getting in her face - which made a shiver crawl up her spine. She rested a paw on the side of her face, being dramatic and acting like his insult was hurtful enough if it was a physical strike. “Such harsh words from a brute to an innocent young molly.” Wildfire said with a slight pouting expression, which quickly went back to a smirk, “You should really try a fish sometime though, I think you could find a lot in common with them - especially brain size.” The young warrior had to admit that it was rather nostalgic to go back to this little game of theirs of insulting one another without much mercy or common ground. His next question made her raise an eyebrow, hearing such cheeky words from the tomcat. “I suppose you’ll just have to find out, love.” She purred, blinking at him before licking her paw and brushing it over her cheek to smooth out the fur and straighten her whiskers, “If you spend your whole life questioning things and not taking risks, then you really don’t deserve an answer now, dontcha?” He was certainly a persistent male - perhaps even a tramp, if you will. He was always in her personal bubble, giving Wildfire no space whatsoever. A small voice in the back of her head whispered to her about just being his Riverclan toy while Desertpelt was his Shadowclan toy - but she didn’t dwell on that. Her words about Desertpelt seemed to catch him off-guard though, more than she realized. Although she was not stupid, knowing that the word ‘complicated’ meant nothing too good for that matter. Wildfire didn’t know whether to comfort him or offer some kindhearted words to him about the whole situation, not truly being good at offering a shoulder to other felines. However, her thoughts of showing him any sort of a lending paw flew out the window when he grinned at her and claimed that she, Wildfire, was envious of that Shadowclan molly, Desertpelt. Almost immediately, the abyssinian gave a snort and laughed, looking off into the trees for a moment as she quickly went over in her head of how to respond to that statement. She glanced at him, however, after two seconds or three with a smirk. “That’s certainly what you’d like, isn’t it, Tigerbreeze?” The warrior sneered, “Only in your dreams, Thunderclanner, I’m out of your league.” It took her a lot of confidence to say such a thing, but in the name of this flirting game that they had, she did it - although it was really vice versa.

[wren]

doug.

She had come from a loving home, despite not knowing much of her family in the first place she always had known they loved her, peachrain included. Her parents certainly not the crazy type, aside from the loner heritage there was nothing too abnormal about them. They loved her and she had loved them even if their time together was short lived. There was nothing to be done about it anyways. She glanced down at her paws as firehawk spoke her tail curling by her side in discomfort. "How could she kill her own kits?" she asked, astounded and horrified at the idea.

Rowanflower shrugged and shook her head "I couldn't tell you how much I wished we would, but maybe we've taken too deep of a plunge into other clans affairs. I suppose sometimes that happens" she said with a low unamused voice. The whole thing was kinda blown out of proportion but there was nothing she could do but stand behind fallenstar in his decisions, even if riverclan thought he was crazy for it she would have to back him up anyways.

"No" she simply said drawing her tongue around her jaws and flicking her tail again, "I don't think goldenstar would've agreed to do such a thing and blazingstar..." she had paused after saying the tims name. Dropping her head and glancing at her paws for a solid moment "I wouldn't know, but I don't think either of those clans would've agreed to let themselves do that" she said letting her ears perk up again as they strode along the border.

"sometimes I think maybe starclan has lead some of us astray..."

[Brilliance]

When the abyssinian was much younger, she remembered being taught to never stare and that it was deemed as rude, but apparently this tomcat had not been shown such manners when he was growing up. He wouldn’t stop looking at her, his gaze fixed on no particular part of her, but there was nothing discrete about this. Wildfire didn’t know how to interpret this logically and with reason, although she shouldn’t really be putting much thought into it all on its own. The shecat noticed, however, when he was close to her, how the male’s whole body froze when her tail touched his chin - that surprised her, but she did not physically show that emotion. He was a strange tomcat, this Tigerbreeze character, and it made her question many things while being with him like this. Both of them were silent for what seemed like an eternity as they simply looked at one another, almost seeming to be lost within each other for a small moment. However, this moment ended quicker than expected as he pulled himself away from her with an exaggerated huff as he expressed his appalled emotion to her. This made her snap out of it as well, remembering who this stupid squirrel-chaser was. She simply listened to him string together words that were weakened attempts at explaining himself, which made her smile with tiny amusement sparkling within her amber-hued eyes. “Well, I’m glad that someone sees me as, what did you say - enthralling?” Wildfire teased him gently as she rested her tail against her side once again, “Whatever you say, mousebrain.” Watching as he puffed out his chet and seeming to be his usual self-confident self, it made Wildfire roll her eyes and just give a small snort of annoyance. All throughout her life, males would flirt with her because of her appearance, seeing her as beautiful and calling her all the compliments in the world - but that was it. She was only liked for her fur and eyes, physical traits was it for her. That was what she was used to, but even this shecat had to admit - she used it for her advantage at times. When the bengal questioned her about her words, she snickered and leaned close to him, almost to the point where their noses touched. “You,” Wildfire started with a purr slipping from her throat before poking him sharply in the chest with one paw, “That’s who.” Moving away from the tomcat, she caught him quietly smell himself, which almost made her laugh, but she held her tongue. She then laid witness to him trying to retort his own childish insult, getting in her face - which made a shiver crawl up her spine. She rested a paw on the side of her face, being dramatic and acting like his insult was hurtful enough if it was a physical strike. “Such harsh words from a brute to an innocent young molly.” Wildfire said with a slight pouting expression, which quickly went back to a smirk, “You should really try a fish sometime though, I think you could find a lot in common with them - especially brain size.” The young warrior had to admit that it was rather nostalgic to go back to this little game of theirs of insulting one another without much mercy or common ground. His next question made her raise an eyebrow, hearing such cheeky words from the tomcat. “I suppose you’ll just have to find out, love.” She purred, blinking at him before licking her paw and brushing it over her cheek to smooth out the fur and straighten her whiskers, “If you spend your whole life questioning things and not taking risks, then you really don’t deserve an answer now, dontcha?” He was certainly a persistent male - perhaps even a tramp, if you will. He was always in her personal bubble, giving Wildfire no space whatsoever. A small voice in the back of her head whispered to her about just being his Riverclan toy while Desertpelt was his Shadowclan toy - but she didn’t dwell on that. Her words about Desertpelt seemed to catch him off-guard though, more than she realized. Although she was not stupid, knowing that the word ‘complicated’ meant nothing too good for that matter. Wildfire didn’t know whether to comfort him or offer some kindhearted words to him about the whole situation, not truly being good at offering a shoulder to other felines. However, her thoughts of showing him any sort of a lending paw flew out the window when he grinned at her and claimed that she, Wildfire, was envious of that Shadowclan molly, Desertpelt. Almost immediately, the abyssinian gave a snort and laughed, looking off into the trees for a moment as she quickly went over in her head of how to respond to that statement. She glanced at him, however, after two seconds or three with a smirk. “That’s certainly what you’d like, isn’t it, Tigerbreeze?” The warrior sneered, “Only in your dreams, Thunderclanner, I’m out of your league.” It took her a lot of confidence to say such a thing, but in the name of this flirting game that they had, she did it - although it was really vice versa.


Something should had clicked in Tigerbreeze’s mind that bombarding into the space of another feline was never a good idea, but Tigerbreeze was one of those toms that needed to be alerted if he did something wrong. Taking much pleasure in affection, Tigerbreeze didn’t like it when mollies were bothered by his closeness. He had much respect to not just crowd himself into their little bubble. Since Wildfire said nothing of this, Tigerbreeze continued to toy with her, his tail swishing behind him to indicate his happiness. Not only was he happy to see her, he was just happy to be around her in general. Nowadays, he felt too stressed to do anything much, so to unwind with a friend, even if she was a rather deemed forbidden one, Tigerbreeze soaked in the attention as much as possible. Wildfire had allowed him to enclose on her, testing his limits. She didn’t even say anything when he simply stared at her. For a moment he was confused; the silence surrounding them was a bit...overwhelming, and dared he admit...it was uncomfortable. Tigerbreeze didn’t like to meet the intense gaze of his targets, as he dubbed them. It was something about getting lost in pretty gazes that almost made his legs feel like jelly. The next moment, he might as well collapsed under the she cat. Tigerbreeze had been relieved, as he found himself brought back from a...dangerous temptation, so putting on a front of his ego, being stepped on and squashed by the she cat, his attention was redirected to something a lot more humorous. Her next words caused the tom to snort. A mousebrained? Certainly not! - not all the time, at least. “I can assure you, my friend, that I am no mousebrain,” Tigerbreeze cleared his throat, speaking monotonous to get his point across. The ginger she cat, he could infer, was not very impressed. He lowered his voice, “I am very intelligent...among other things.” If only he was candid as he was intelligent. The knowledge that this wasn’t a smart idea ran through his mind, but like a fly, he swatted it away because it got annoying. A part of him didn’t care much. Minimum to not at all. A part of him knew this was stupid and wrong...maybe he was thinking too much of this - the thrill of being caught. Other than that, he truly didn’t find himself caring. Nowadays, he lacked the conscience guidance of what the right thing to do was. The company of Wildfire brought out the troublemaking side of him, tainted with apprehension that should had made him turn away. Instead, he ignored it, embracing this proud moment.
Wildfire’s sassiness caused a beat of his heart to quicken in pace. However, he didn’t show this and opted out to display a flame in his yellow-grassy orbs when he was met by Wildfire’s boldness. Failing to withdraw a purr, it erupted from the proximity of feeling the Riverclan molly’s nose upon his own. It was a moment to advance, in his opinion, but when she suddenly pulled away and thumped her paw against his chest, Tigerbreeze pulled away with a hidden smirk. “I wouldn’t go picking fights with someone who could literally squash you.” He teased, wetting his jaws with his salmon colored tongue. He kept an intense gaze on the she cat until she ruined the moment by voicing that he was a stinky thunderclanner. It was easy for Tigerbreeze to play the confident part, as he was a confident feline in general, yet he held insecurity that was hard to catch hold to unless someone truly, truly knew every string him..that was a scary, horrendous thing.
Tigerbreeze chuckled at the fact that Wildfire thought of herself as innocent. He gave her a look that meant you’ve got to be kidding me. He rolled his shoulder comfortably, shaking his head at the she cat. “Yeah - sure, whatever you say, Miss innocent.” He chortled. Then he sat down pleasantly, his tail swishing behind him like a flag in the wind. Truth be told, Wildfire appeared confident herself in his eyes. She looked ready to defend herself against whatever anyone may say about her. He didn’t know very much about her, but what he did know about her, he found himself liking it quite so. Except for her jabs toward his ego. He could live without those. The next thing he knew, she was insulting him once more causing Tigerbreeze to narrow his eyes. Letting out a huff, Tigerbreeze lifted a paw to flick it toward her, “You know what they say, hm? You are what you eat? So, if you naturally eat fish, wouldn’t that make you the one with the fish brain?” He asked, mildly curious, obvious mischief to twist her words and insult. Knowing Wildfire, he knew she would have a quick comeback towards him, and this made him laugh aloud. “I prefer not to eat such...cuisine. Thanks for the suggestion, but I prefer the tasty meat of land prey.” He boasts. The notion of gulping fish was an unpleasant motive to him. He never liked the way it smelled, so why would he like the way it tasted? Since he was in a playful inclination, he lowered himself into a crouch, looking up at the she cat with a glint of precious mischief, “...maybe I can make some arrangements. Say...the you and I alone sometime?” The smirk playing on his muzzle showed that he must had been trying to lead her own. Possibly, when it came to this she cat, he was reaching for beyond the stars. She wasn’t dim-witted, nor was she new to these propositions, but no matter how many other toms tagged behind her, Tigerbreeze was pretty positive that he could beat them any day, any way, any how. “I’ll eat all the fish you want me to, then.” He added, a bit later in case she had any doubts or was immediately planning to shoot him down. Even so, to Tigerbreeze this was all fun and games, so he never took her rejection to heart (except his ego did). Tigerbreeze lifted himself up, whiskers twitching at Wildfire’s reply, and slowly he nodded in an understanding way. Being the immature tom he was, he snickered, “You must have, then. I didn’t know we were on the next phase of our relationship already, calling me love, huh, darling?” When she said something about taking risks, Tigerbreeze couldn’t help but believe that’s all he’s been doing lately. Ever since his sister had met her fate on the Thunderpath, Tigerbreeze roamed aimlessly, not really caring about the danger or predicaments he got himself into. Flirting from one she cat to another even if he was still high-strung over Desertpelt. With Wildfire, thoughts of Desertpelt was pushed far to the back of his mind because he didn’t want to focus on her at that moment. Tigerbreeze allowed himself to believe that he had time - plenty of time to...correct his life and decisions. It wasn’t long before she asked him about Desertpelt and Tigerbreeze couldn’t give off an accurate answer. Complicated. Complex. Strained. Whatever else synonyms that followed along. He couldn’t even look at Wildfire as he said that word...which honestly wasn’t supposed to escape his maw. He should had opted out for something else...such as good. Alright. Fine. He didn’t want or need the pity or comfort so he quickly masked it up by joking and using his infamous Cheshire smirk. Wildfire, he assumed at her silence, must had been taken aback. Tigerbreeze was ready for her comeback, but he didn’t expect her to sneer at him. Flicking his ears, Tigerbreeze used a fake cough to hide his burst of laughter that would surely gave him more than just a sneer from the Molly. “You’re right, you are out of my league.” He agreed, a small chuckle emitting from him. He certainly agreed. Humble, as he was definitely was not, Tigerbreeze knew which she cats were too far fetched to be with. He knew he was quite the good-looking tom, but he knew that an even more beautiful Molly was in the next category that he could never be in himself. Knowing that a she cat was out of his league didn’t stop the hardheaded tom from knowing he had a chance, however. Swiftly, the Bengal made home squishingly close to her left side, using his tail to wrap around her, and flicking her right ear with it. “That doesn’t mean I can’t have you though,” he purred, deeply. “If I’m showing honesty here, I believe that I can make you fall in love with me before I fall in love with you, anyway.” Tigerbreeze replies nonchalantly. It wasn’t a big deal to him. In fact, to show his cool casualness, he lifted a paw and began to lick it before rolling it on top of his head, causing the sleek hairs to slick upward.

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It felt so sontanious to just tell him what was going on, to tell him why of all hours he was running across borders and screaming like a maniac, but he was a small apprentice, a riverclan apprentice actually so why would he worry? If anything the worst scenario was the poor little tom would run away.
Wouldn’t be surprising. slugbones allowed the smaller feline work on the nics and cuts on his lower legs and torso. Not moving and
Jut staring deeper into his own territory with unsettled eyes. If they haven’t come yet they won’t come at all, I’m safe for now, by sunrise I have to go. slugbones turned to look at rosepaw studying how he now seemed more uncomfortable and his ears flattened. How come I can’t make it seem like I’m not crazy? “walking, I always thought you could go walking anytime in the day and not have to worry about seeing
Anyone?” said slugbones looking down at him. The stammering was a clue for sure, poor thing was out here for a reason but what? Slugbones looked back over rosepaws shoulders into the darkness of the thunderclan oak trees than back at his face. ‘’I’m crazy, or at least that’s what they think. So I stay up at night. Go to bed at sunrise” he left out
The part that he was basically a skitzofrenic and that his night terrors kept him from ever drawing towards a nest anytime the sun wasn’t around. The multicoloured tom let out a deep sigh and looked back at rosepaw. “I think it’s time you work on your lying skills”
He mused shortly after finishing. A coy smile curving onto his lips.




(( moved this to riverclan thunderclan because i realized a mistake ))

“Well maybe i just wanted to...to see the stars!” Rosepaw said, trying to throw Slug off his trail. It was obvious that he knew something, but Rose didn’t want him to know that thing. It seemed weak that he had to practice at night, and that he couldn’t just learn things with Rowanflower. He looked up at realized most of the sky was covered with clouds, making his entire pelt heat up. Well, you could still see flecks of Stars here and there, that worked for him. “Who’s...they?” he asked after Slug explained why he was out there. He was concerned about how he had ended up in riverclan territory, but maybe that was just an honest mistake. Rose knew he had nearly walked into Shadowclan territory plenty of times, but this cat was a warrior! He still felt a tang of pity for the warrior, staying up all night and sleeping during the day. It didn’t sound very fun. However, he didn’t really linger on it since half of it was concerned on Slug figuring out he was lying. “I’m not lying!” he protested, getting slightly more flustered as he saw slug’s facial expression. Sadly, that was the only way he knew how to counter the accusation, just standing there, his pelt hot as he finished with the cobwebs.

[wren]

(( moved this to riverclan thunderclan because i realized a mistake ))

“Well maybe i just wanted to...to see the stars!” Rosepaw said, trying to throw Slug off his trail. It was obvious that he knew something, but Rose didn’t want him to know that thing. It seemed weak that he had to practice at night, and that he couldn’t just learn things with Rowanflower. He looked up at realized most of the sky was covered with clouds, making his entire pelt heat up. Well, you could still see flecks of Stars here and there, that worked for him. “Who’s...they?” he asked after Slug explained why he was out there. He was concerned about how he had ended up in riverclan territory, but maybe that was just an honest mistake. Rose knew he had nearly walked into Shadowclan territory plenty of times, but this cat was a warrior! He still felt a tang of pity for the warrior, staying up all night and sleeping during the day. It didn’t sound very fun. However, he didn’t really linger on it since half of it was concerned on Slug figuring out he was lying. “I’m not lying!” he protested, getting slightly more flustered as he saw slug’s facial expression. Sadly, that was the only way he knew how to counter the accusation, just standing there, his pelt hot as he finished with the cobwebs.





(( Sorry this was so late ))

’’the stars eh? How far do you suppose you’d have to go to see some’’ he said with a flick of his ear. No matter how much rosepaw wanted to shake him right off the lie it was basically impossible. Hard to imagine a cat like himself who’s perceived to be basically insane to be as keen as he really was. The tom shivered, his feathery fur jerking to the side with the sudden movement. He let out a deep elongated sigh before looking back upwards a second time. He waited a minute before answering rosepaws question “there are many ‘they’ if you ask me” he said looking back down at the smaller tomcat. Amusement flooded his gaze “they are your worst nightmares. And sometimes your best friend” it was confusing and he was pretty sure he didn’t even know what he had been talking about either. He than got lost watching the haze of the moon on the clouds, the vague shape of a claw moon peered through the dark clouds blotting out stars forcing him to squint. “I wasn’t born yesterday. I’ve heard it all and seen it all. No matter how much you’d like to think you could fool me, I’m more keen during the night hours”

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(( Sorry this was so late ))

’’the stars eh? How far do you suppose you’d have to go to see some’’ he said with a flick of his ear. No matter how much rosepaw wanted to shake him right off the lie it was basically impossible. Hard to imagine a cat like himself who’s perceived to be basically insane to be as keen as he really was. The tom shivered, his feathery fur jerking to the side with the sudden movement. He let out a deep elongated sigh before looking back upwards a second time. He waited a minute before answering rosepaws question “there are many ‘they’ if you ask me” he said looking back down at the smaller tomcat. Amusement flooded his gaze “they are your worst nightmares. And sometimes your best friend” it was confusing and he was pretty sure he didn’t even know what he had been talking about either. He than got lost watching the haze of the moon on the clouds, the vague shape of a claw moon peered through the dark clouds blotting out stars forcing him to squint. “I wasn’t born yesterday. I’ve heard it all and seen it all. No matter how much you’d like to think you could fool me, I’m more keen during the night hours”





That was when Rose just decided to shut his mouth. He didn't want to talk about why he was out here anymore, and he wasn't able to find ways to dig himself out of the hole he was in, so he ended up just standing there,
leaning awkwardly from one paw to the other. As Slug began to describe who 'they' was, Rose had to force his fur to remain flat. Why was Slug amused about this? It made no sense to him. He was confused, sitting there silently,
trying to calm down. He watched the moon quietly, trying to avert his mind from everything else, barely picking up what Slug said, though he flicked his ears, which helped him snap to attention. "Then what have you seen?" he asked in a small voice, tilting his head slightly.

[wren]

That was when Rose just decided to shut his mouth. He didn't want to talk about why he was out here anymore, and he wasn't able to find ways to dig himself out of the hole he was in, so he ended up just standing there,
leaning awkwardly from one paw to the other. As Slug began to describe who 'they' was, Rose had to force his fur to remain flat. Why was Slug amused about this? It made no sense to him. He was confused, sitting there silently,
trying to calm down. He watched the moon quietly, trying to avert his mind from everything else, barely picking up what Slug said, though he flicked his ears, which helped him snap to attention. "Then what have you seen?" he asked in a small voice, tilting his head slightly.



.:Blue Wishes:.

He was gentle in raising his tail and settling it down on the younger apprentices shoulders trying his best to reassure the young tom. His feathery fur gently settled into his shoulders and he looked down at rosepaw.
‘ ‘ things one could only imagine in their nightmares young one, things one could never understand fully ’ ‘ he whispered harshly before turning back to glance through the shadows of the tree line. He shuffled and the amused look faded off his maw like a mirage would when you drew to close to it.
‘ ‘ I highly doubt you’d have heard of it before, but I see things that nobody else can see. Ultimately they are there but you can’t see them,,, those who can not precieve horrors of the mind are blessed in the highest regard’ ‘ he breathed out unsteadily breaking his uneasy gaze from the forest line of thunderclan. He turned to look at rosepaw than back at the forest line. If he was able to spend enough time out here that the light ended coming on the horizon and the night faded like a dream he could return peacefully. ‘ ‘ tell me. Why are you out here alone? ‘ ‘

[MossBerry]

MossKit was huddled in a nearby bush that was next to the Riverclan river. She was without a home nor a clan and had been abandoned by her mother when she was only 1 moon old. She could smell the scents of different cats, some stale and some fresh, but she didn't dare to stray from the bush in case of an attack. She washed and curled up, trying to warm up from the cold air outside. If she was found then she would be killed for trespassing on other clan's territory, so she planned on moving the next morning. She was thin and hungry since her parents weren't around to teach her to hunt. She was aware that she was going to die soon, but she pushed the thoughts to the back of her mind and she fell asleep.

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.:Blue Wishes:.

He was gentle in raising his tail and settling it down on the younger apprentices shoulders trying his best to reassure the young tom. His feathery fur gently settled into his shoulders and he looked down at rosepaw.
‘ ‘ things one could only imagine in their nightmares young one, things one could never understand fully ’ ‘ he whispered harshly before turning back to glance through the shadows of the tree line. He shuffled and the amused look faded off his maw like a mirage would when you drew to close to it.
‘ ‘ I highly doubt you’d have heard of it before, but I see things that nobody else can see. Ultimately they are there but you can’t see them,,, those who can not precieve horrors of the mind are blessed in the highest regard’ ‘ he breathed out unsteadily breaking his uneasy gaze from the forest line of thunderclan. He turned to look at rosepaw than back at the forest line. If he was able to spend enough time out here that the light ended coming on the horizon and the night faded like a dream he could return peacefully. ‘ ‘ tell me. Why are you out here alone? ‘ ‘




Rose nearly jumped as he felt the tail touch his shoulder, the apprentince finding it hard to calm down. When he could almost breathe normally again, Slug began to terrify the tom all over again. He had heard of some cats that could see things that weren’t there, but this seemed different, it was scarier. The fact that he had such a straight face on when he said it only scared him even more. Now he knew that he had to keep a straight face, or risk seeming too weak to hear this. He probably was too weak to hear it, but he kept his feet planted where he was.
Suddenly, he was once again being asked why he was out here alone, and he found himself only shaking his head. “N-no reason, I swear,” there he was, digging that hole for himself all over again. But he was going to go with it. He was just hoping that it was enough to end the questions. He just kept his mouth shut, scared of not being able to get out of any hole he might have accidentally dug for himself.

[Tazzy]

Squirrelpaw walked along the border, her eyes scanning the area around them. “It’s quite peaceful out her.” She purred softly, her pelt brushing up against Rowanpaw.

Raven & Co

[Gone]

Squirrelpaw walked along the border, her eyes scanning the area around them. “It’s quite peaceful out her.” She purred softly, her pelt brushing up against Rowanpaw.

Raven & Co
Rowanpaw nodded at what she had said about the place being peaceful. "Can't deny that." The apprentice mewed, his fur heating up as her pelt brushed against his.

[Tazzy]

Rowanpaw nodded at what she had said about the place being peaceful. "Can't deny that." The apprentice mewed, his fur heating up as her pelt brushed against his.

With a purr she turned and tackled him. “Did you see that coming?” She asked, laughing as she pinned him down. She licked his cheek before stepping off. She gazed at him seriously. “Rowanpaw I love you and...when we’re warriors I want to be your mate.” She purred softly

[Gone]

With a purr she turned and tackled him. “Did you see that coming?” She asked, laughing as she pinned him down. She licked his cheek before stepping off. She gazed at him seriously. “Rowanpaw I love you and...when we’re warriors I want to be your mate.” She purred softly
Rowanpaw gasped as she tackled him and he gazed up at her, his eyes wide open before she licked his cheek and he shut his eyes, purring and kneading at nothing until she spoke, he met her gaze, just as serious, but his fur only heated up more at what she told him next, he quickly rolled over and got up, gazing at her. "I love you too, Squirrelpaw." The tom mewed, smiling as their gazes met, he approached her and licked her cheek affectionaly.

[Tazzy]

Rowanpaw gasped as she tackled him and he gazed up at her, his eyes wide open before she licked his cheek and he shut his eyes, purring and kneading at nothing until she spoke, he met her gaze, just as serious, but his fur only heated up more at what she told him next, he quickly rolled over and got up, gazing at her. "I love you too, Squirrelpaw." The tom mewed, smiling as their gazes met, he approached her and licked her cheek affectionaly.

Her pelt heated up when he spoke, she licked his nose just as affectionately before rubbing her cheek against his and twinning their tails together. She purred contently and leaned against him. After a bit she stepped away. “Come on Rowanpaw!” She purred, licking his cheek before climbing up into a tree. Her tail hung down from the branch as she gazed down at him.

[Gone]

Her pelt heated up when he spoke, she licked his nose just as affectionately before rubbing her cheek against his and twinning their tails together. She purred contently and leaned against him. After a bit she stepped away. “Come on Rowanpaw!” She purred, licking his cheek before climbing up into a tree. Her tail hung down from the branch as she gazed down at him.
Rowanpaw really enjoyed the contct they were having, he normally was much less of a cat to be in contact with others, but the fact that it was Squirrelpaw out of the whole clan, he didn't mind, he actually really liked, at this point even loved the she-cat, he gazed up at her and quickly followed her up into the branch she was on.

[Tazzy]

Rowanpaw really enjoyed the contct they were having, he normally was much less of a cat to be in contact with others, but the fact that it was Squirrelpaw out of the whole clan, he didn't mind, he actually really liked, at this point even loved the she-cat, he gazed up at her and quickly followed her up into the branch she was on.

Squirrelpaw watched him follow her up with a soft purr. Once he joined her, she intertwined their tails. She gazed out towards Riverclan territory. “I wonder if they really are as lazy as some cats say..” she leaned against him once more, her ears flicking in amusement. “When we head back to camp, let’s see who can catch the biggest an the most prey!” She challenged.

[Gone]

Squirrelpaw watched him follow her up with a soft purr. Once he joined her, she intertwined their tails. She gazed out towards Riverclan territory. “I wonder if they really are as lazy as some cats say..” she leaned against him once more, her ears flicking in amusement. “When we head back to camp, let’s see who can catch the biggest an the most prey!” She challenged.
Rowanpaw gazed at their tails and smiled, it was pretty nice to be with her, he knew they were going to be mates when they would become warriors, even now, they could kind of be called mates, simply the way they acted together gave it away, he licked the top of her head as she leaned against him again and shrugged. "You know, it's actually kind of surprising to call a cln lazy... Considering we all move more than kittypets, and maybe we call them lazy because they're more in the clan, so they can rest more, and because of that, we think they're lazy." The tom mewed and shruged. "Are you sure? Because I don't feel like going after so many preys with this temperature, I'm basically gonna have a heat stroke." He laughed and remained close to her, their bodies pressed tightly to one another

[Tazzy]

Rowanpaw gazed at their tails and smiled, it was pretty nice to be with her, he knew they were going to be mates when they would become warriors, even now, they could kind of be called mates, simply the way they acted together gave it away, he licked the top of her head as she leaned against him again and shrugged. "You know, it's actually kind of surprising to call a cln lazy... Considering we all move more than kittypets, and maybe we call them lazy because they're more in the clan, so they can rest more, and because of that, we think they're lazy." The tom mewed and shruged. "Are you sure? Because I don't feel like going after so many preys with this temperature, I'm basically gonna have a heat stroke." He laughed and remained close to her, their bodies pressed tightly to one another


Her pelt began to bristle before she smoothed it “Ok ok no hunting!” She replied in horror. She couldn’t even imagine what she would do if he had a heat stroke. With her body pressed to his she turned and licked his ear affectionately as she intertwined their tails once more. “Let’s stay here a bit more before we go...” she murmured softly, her eyes gazing out at the territory.

[Gone]

Her pelt began to bristle before she smoothed it “Ok ok no hunting!” She replied in horror. She couldn’t even imagine what she would do if he had a heat stroke. With her body pressed to his she turned and licked his ear affectionately as she intertwined their tails once more. “Let’s stay here a bit more before we go...” she murmured softly, her eyes gazing out at the territory.
Rowanpaw gazed at her and smiled as she started licking his ear, he licked her nose affectionately, he kept their tails tighty intertwined and gazed at the horizon too. "You know what... I don't dislike the idea at all, at least we don't hear everyone talking, it,s really enjoyable being out here, in the calm of the forest." He mewed and placed his paw atop of hers.

[Doodle]

CactusHeart

Aster hurried along, lanky legs causing her to stumble now and then. The young feline was off on an adventure, and all the new smells here were so very interesting. She knew her parents would be wondering where she got off to soon, but the molly also knew that they couldn’t get mad at her. If there was anyone Aster knew how to charm best, it was her parents. A simply apologetic grin up at them and the anger would disappear off of their faces.

Besides, Aster was 7 moons old now. They couldn’t treat her like a kit forever; the she-cat may be named after a flower, but she sure wasn’t as delicate as one. She could handle herself- after all, of all her littermates she was the first one to catch prey. She was only 4 moons old at the time, but she had been more than ready.

Just like now, as she was more than ready for an adventure. To discover something new- now that would be fun! And just imagine if she caught a bird to bring home, which was something she had been trying (and failing) to do for quite some time now. I’m her excitement, Aster forgot to be careful. She forgot to be aware of others in the area, so when she crashed through some brush and right into someone else, quite the yowl ripped through her. “Woah!”

[CactusHeart]

CactusHeart

Aster hurried along, lanky legs causing her to stumble now and then. The young feline was off on an adventure, and all the new smells here were so very interesting. She knew her parents would be wondering where she got off to soon, but the molly also knew that they couldn’t get mad at her. If there was anyone Aster knew how to charm best, it was her parents. A simply apologetic grin up at them and the anger would disappear off of their faces.

Besides, Aster was 7 moons old now. They couldn’t treat her like a kit forever; the she-cat may be named after a flower, but she sure wasn’t as delicate as one. She could handle herself- after all, of all her littermates she was the first one to catch prey. She was only 4 moons old at the time, but she had been more than ready.

Just like now, as she was more than ready for an adventure. To discover something new- now that would be fun! And just imagine if she caught a bird to bring home, which was something she had been trying (and failing) to do for quite some time now. I’m her excitement, Aster forgot to be careful. She forgot to be aware of others in the area, so when she crashed through some brush and right into someone else, quite the yowl ripped through her. “Woah!”


CactusPaw screeched, shooting straight up into the air. “EEEEK! Who are you?” He stopped to look at the cat, and he twitched a bit. “Your a rogue, aren’t you?” He smiled, and his whiskers twitched with excitement.

[Doodle]

CactusPaw screeched, shooting straight up into the air. “EEEEK! Who are you?” He stopped to look at the cat, and he twitched a bit. “Your a rogue, aren’t you?” He smiled, and his whiskers twitched with excitement.

The small feline backed up, shaking out her ruffled fur. “I’m Aster,” she answered before tilting her head to the side. ”And what’s a rogue?” Aster took the time to look the other cat over; he wasn’t appearing to be aggressive, so that was a good sign. If she had gone home scratched up from a fight, her parents might never let her go out on her own again.

[CactusHeart]

The small feline backed up, shaking out her ruffled fur. “I’m Aster,” she answered before tilting her head to the side. ”And what’s a rogue?” Aster took the time to look the other cat over; he wasn’t appearing to be aggressive, so that was a good sign. If she had gone home scratched up from a fight, her parents might never let her go out on her own again.

“A rogue is a cat that isn’t in a clan! I’m in RiverClan!” He flicked his tail around, and smiled. “I’m in CactusPaw, by the way! Hi Aster!” He purred, he’s never met a rogue before!

[Doodle]

“A rogue is a cat that isn’t in a clan! I’m in RiverClan!” He flicked his tail around, and smiled. “I’m in CactusPaw, by the way! Hi Aster!” He purred, he’s never met a rogue before!
”Oh, then I guess I am a rogue. I haven’t even heard of a clan before.” What was Riverclan? It seemed odd, like the tom’s name. She’d never say that out loud, of course. That’d be just plain rude. “Nice to meet you, Cactuspaw.” She wanted to ask who gave him his name- Aster’s mother wouldn’t ever give one of her kids such a strange name. How even would Cactuspaw’s mother come up with a name like that?Aster found a way to phrase her question politely. ”How’d you get your name? Mine’s from a flower. My Mama says it’s her favorite flower.”

[CactusHeart]

”Oh, then I guess I am a rogue. I haven’t even heard of a clan before.” What was Riverclan? It seemed odd, like the tom’s name. She’d never say that out loud, of course. That’d be just plain rude. “Nice to meet you, Cactuspaw.” She wanted to ask who gave him his name- Aster’s mother wouldn’t ever give one of her kids such a strange name. How even would Cactuspaw’s mother come up with a name like that?Aster found a way to phrase her question politely. ”How’d you get your name? Mine’s from a flower. My Mama says it’s her favorite flower.”

“I don’t know why my names CactusPaw. All I know, is that Paw means your an apprentice. If you were in a clan, your name would be AsterPaw! Like me!” He smiled and purred at the molly

[Doodle]

“I don’t know why my names CactusPaw. All I know, is that Paw means your an apprentice. If you were in a clan, your name would be AsterPaw! Like me!” He smiled and purred at the molly

The questions just kept coming; it was easy for Aster to talk to Cactuspaw. The tom was friendly and open, allowing for her rapid-fire. “What’s an apprentice? And what are these clans. What is your Riverclan?” Most cats Aster wouldn’t dare to ask so many questions to, afraid of annoying them and causing them to dislike her. To Aster, it was important for every feline she came across to like her. She had learned all the tips and tricks to do so; right now, her clumsy kit-like shape helper her with this. Later, when she grew into her large paws and lanky legs, she’d use grace to accomplish the same reactions from others.

[CactusHeart]

The questions just kept coming; it was easy for Aster to talk to Cactuspaw. The tom was friendly and open, allowing for her rapid-fire. “What’s an apprentice? And what are these clans. What is your Riverclan?” Most cats Aster wouldn’t dare to ask so many questions to, afraid of annoying them and causing them to dislike her. To Aster, it was important for every feline she came across to like her. She had learned all the tips and tricks to do so; right now, her clumsy kit-like shape helper her with this. Later, when she grew into her large paws and lanky legs, she’d use grace to accomplish the same reactions from others.

“Yo become strong like a warrior, you have to have a warrior train you! Clans are like colonies of cats, who help each other through life!” He was very happy to be answering questions, and loved to!

[Doodle]

“Yo become strong like a warrior, you have to have a warrior train you! Clans are like colonies of cats, who help each other through life!” He was very happy to be answering questions, and loved to!

”And a warrior? What’s that?” ‘Warrior’ sounded like a cool term. And a clan sounded especially cool- Cactuspaw must live with a lot of cats! “Do you live by a river? Is that why your clan is Riverclan?” Aster stopped and strained her ears, wondering if she’d be able to head rushing water from where they stood.

[CactusHeart]

”And a warrior? What’s that?” ‘Warrior’ sounded like a cool term. And a clan sounded especially cool- Cactuspaw must live with a lot of cats! “Do you live by a river? Is that why your clan is Riverclan?” Aster stopped and strained her ears, wondering if she’d be able to head rushing water from where they stood.

“Yeah! And we are REALLY good at swimming and catching fish! What do you eat?” He meowed almost squeaking in the excitement

[Doodle]

“Yeah! And we are REALLY good at swimming and catching fish! What do you eat?” He meowed almost squeaking in the excitement
Aster’s eyes widened in excitement and wonder. “Woah, you swim? That’s awesome!” She fell quiet, starting at the tom as she wondered how he did it. Then she shook her head, reminding herself that Cactuspaw had asked her a question. “We eat whatever we can catch, for the most part. Mice, squirrels, the occasional bird. I’ve never had fish, though. What’s it taste like?”

[CactusHeart]

Aster’s eyes widened in excitement and wonder. “Woah, you swim? That’s awesome!” She fell quiet, starting at the tom as she wondered how he did it. Then she shook her head, reminding herself that Cactuspaw had asked her a question. “We eat whatever we can catch, for the most part. Mice, squirrels, the occasional bird. I’ve never had fish, though. What’s it taste like?”

“I can’t explain it! You’d have to try it! Where do you live? Anywhere near here?” He meowed smiling, as Aster looked him over.

[Doodle]

“I can’t explain it! You’d have to try it! Where do you live? Anywhere near here?” He meowed smiling, as Aster looked him over.
”I’d love to,” Aster replied, her mew eager. “I live back that way.” With her tail, the she-cat gestured to the direction she had come from. “It’s where my Ma and Pa live. My two siblings, too.”

[CactusHeart]

”I’d love to,” Aster replied, her mew eager. “I live back that way.” With her tail, the she-cat gestured to the direction she had come from. “It’s where my Ma and Pa live. My two siblings, too.”

“Who are they? I only have my Mother!” He meowed happily, excited to get her a fish

[Doodle]

“Who are they? I only have my Mother!” He meowed happily, excited to get her a fish

Aster paused, a bit confused by his question. “Well, my Ma and Pa are my parents... and my siblings were born alongside me. We’re my parents’ first litter, so I don’t have any other family besides them.” She paused, wondering if there’s anything else she should say. “We don’t live with any other cats, it’s just my family.”

[CactusHeart]

Aster paused, a bit confused by his question. “Well, my Ma and Pa are my parents... and my siblings were born alongside me. We’re my parents’ first litter, so I don’t have any other family besides them.” She paused, wondering if there’s anything else she should say. “We don’t live with any other cats, it’s just my family.”

“Oh. I live with everyone in the clan! We are all like a big family!” He meowed, still very excited.

[Doodle]

“Oh. I live with everyone in the clan! We are all like a big family!” He meowed, still very excited.

”That sounds nice,” Aster remarked- and she meant it, too. Living with a large group sounded fun and exciting- she was willing to bet that there was always some sort of excitement going on. “You said there was more than one clan, though? Do you ever visit the others?” On occasion, Aster and her family would go to visit friends of her parents, fellow rogues as she now knew they were called.

[CactusHeart]

”That sounds nice,” Aster remarked- and she meant it, too. Living with a large group sounded fun and exciting- she was willing to bet that there was always some sort of excitement going on. “You said there was more than one clan, though? Do you ever visit the others?” On occasion, Aster and her family would go to visit friends of her parents, fellow rogues as she now knew they were called.

“Uhhh, no. We aren’t allowed to go to other clans or have any relationships with them. I probably shouldn’t have met you either, but I don’t care!” He mewed

[Doodle]

“Uhhh, no. We aren’t allowed to go to other clans or have any relationships with them. I probably shouldn’t have met you either, but I don’t care!” He mewed

”Oh,” Aster mewed, hoping her surprise wasn’t heard in her voice. Forbidden from forming outside relations? That must stink! “I hope I won’t be getting you in trouble?” She said next, phrasing the remark as a question- would Cactuspaw be getting in trouble? That’d be stupid, in her opinion. What could a small molly like her do to an entire clan?

[CactusHeart]

”Oh,” Aster mewed, hoping her surprise wasn’t heard in her voice. Forbidden from forming outside relations? That must stink! “I hope I won’t be getting you in trouble?” She said next, phrasing the remark as a question- would Cactuspaw be getting in trouble? That’d be stupid, in her opinion. What could a small molly like her do to an entire clan?

“Nope! Not if I don’t tell anyone!” He mewed, smiling.

[Doodle]

“Nope! Not if I don’t tell anyone!” He mewed, smiling.

Aster returned the tom’s smile. “Okay, good. I’d hate for you to get in trouble because of me.” Really, she’d feel so guilty over it. And these clans sounded strict; she didn’t know what kind of trouble Cactuspaw would get in for talking to her.

[CactusHeart]

Aster returned the tom’s smile. “Okay, good. I’d hate for you to get in trouble because of me.” Really, she’d feel so guilty over it. And these clans sounded strict; she didn’t know what kind of trouble Cactuspaw would get in for talking to her.

"Maybe I could follow you back to your home sometime!' He mewed, trying to act friendly.

[Doodle]

"Maybe I could follow you back to your home sometime!' He mewed, trying to act friendly.

”Yea, maybe!” Really, though, Aster wasn’t sure how her family would respond to her bringing a visitor back that they hadn’t yet met. But that could wait- after all, she didn’t even know Cactuspaw too well yet. After a few more meetings, she’d know him well enough to have him visit her at home.

[CactusHeart]

”Yea, maybe!” Really, though, Aster wasn’t sure how her family would respond to her bringing a visitor back that they hadn’t yet met. But that could wait- after all, she didn’t even know Cactuspaw too well yet. After a few more meetings, she’d know him well enough to have him visit her at home.

“I should probably get going.” He meowed, saddening started to fill him, “It was nice meeting you!”

[Doodle]

“I should probably get going.” He meowed, saddening started to fill him, “It was nice meeting you!”

”Oh,” Aster said, a bit disappointed that her new friend was leaving so soon. “Alright- hey, maybe I’ll see you around again?”

[CactusHeart]

”Oh,” Aster said, a bit disappointed that her new friend was leaving so soon. “Alright- hey, maybe I’ll see you around again?”

“Yeah, that’d be awesome!” He purred nuzzling the Molly

[Doodle]

“Yeah, that’d be awesome!” He purred nuzzling the Molly
Aster returned the nuzzle, not one to turn away from kind gestures. “I’ll see you around, then, Cactuspaw! Have a wonderful day!” The molly backed a way, flicking her tail as if to wave goodbye. Oh well- she should be getting home soon anyways, or else her parents would get suspicious. She didn’t want to worry them.

[ConfusedCas]

Ambercloud trudged through Thunderclan territory, carefully holding a bundle of fur between her jaws. She had given birth to Cloudykit what seemed like not a long time ago and now she was already giving him up to Sagerain. She wished she had fought and argued more because now as she reached the border regret was starting to weigh her paws done. She carefully placed the kitten down between her paws and licked him between the ears. "It's ok, Cloudykit. You'll like it in Riverclan. Sagerain will take care of you." She murmured, attempting to hide the pain in her voice. It seemed as if she were trying to convince herself that he'd be ok. Ambercloud kept her gaze up keeping careful watch on both sides. It wouldn't look good if a Thunderclan patrol had found her with her kitten at the Riverclan border but she had planned this carefully. Now she just had to wait for her ex-mates arrival.
Bendy The Demon Cloudy

[Brunch]

Ambercloud trudged through Thunderclan territory, carefully holding a bundle of fur between her jaws. She had given birth to Cloudykit what seemed like not a long time ago and now she was already giving him up to Sagerain. She wished she had fought and argued more because now as she reached the border regret was starting to weigh her paws done. She carefully placed the kitten down between her paws and licked him between the ears. "It's ok, Cloudykit. You'll like it in Riverclan. Sagerain will take care of you." She murmured, attempting to hide the pain in her voice. It seemed as if she were trying to convince herself that he'd be ok. Ambercloud kept her gaze up keeping careful watch on both sides. It wouldn't look good if a Thunderclan patrol had found her with her kitten at the Riverclan border but she had planned this carefully. Now she just had to wait for her ex-mates arrival.
Bendy The Demon Cloudy
The bundle of fur gave a weak mewl, it's small amber eyes barely slits against its gray fur. "Mommy," Cloudykit squeaked, his small paws waving about, he brandished his tail wildly in his attempt to free himself, "I want to stay in ThunderClan! The other kits say RiverClan smells!" The small tom wriggled, trying to get out of the grip of his mother. The kit didn't quite understand the gravity of his situation. His mother, ThunderClan, and his father, RiverClan was against the warrior code they both stood by. Ambercloud giving up the kit to his father, Sagerain, meant that questions wouldn't be asked of who his father was, and soon Cloudykit would be forgotten by ThunderClan all together. It meant that neither of his parents would face the consequences of their actions. But later in life, it meant that Cloudykit would question himself, question why his mother- the one cat that was meant to love him- would leave him for crow-food.
(As a quick side-note, he's around a moon at this point. :penguinballoon:)

[Barnabas]

Ambercloud trudged through Thunderclan territory, carefully holding a bundle of fur between her jaws. She had given birth to Cloudykit what seemed like not a long time ago and now she was already giving him up to Sagerain. She wished she had fought and argued more because now as she reached the border regret was starting to weigh her paws done. She carefully placed the kitten down between her paws and licked him between the ears. "It's ok, Cloudykit. You'll like it in Riverclan. Sagerain will take care of you." She murmured, attempting to hide the pain in her voice. It seemed as if she were trying to convince herself that he'd be ok. Ambercloud kept her gaze up keeping careful watch on both sides. It wouldn't look good if a Thunderclan patrol had found her with her kitten at the Riverclan border but she had planned this carefully. Now she just had to wait for her ex-mates arrival.
Bendy The Demon Cloudy
The bundle of fur gave a weak mewl, it's small amber eyes barely slits against its gray fur. "Mommy," Cloudykit squeaked, his small paws waving about, he brandished his tail wildly in his attempt to free himself, "I want to stay in ThunderClan! The other kits say RiverClan smells!" The small tom wriggled, trying to get out of the grip of his mother. The kit didn't quite understand the gravity of his situation. His mother, ThunderClan, and his father, RiverClan was against the warrior code they both stood by. Ambercloud giving up the kit to his father, Sagerain, meant that questions wouldn't be asked of who his father was, and soon Cloudykit would be forgotten by ThunderClan all together. It meant that neither of his parents would face the consequences of their actions. But later in life, it meant that Cloudykit would question himself, question why his mother- the one cat that was meant to love him- would leave him for crow-food.
(As a quick side-note, he's around a moon at this point. :penguinballoon:)

Sagerain made his way through the Riverclan tetritory, almost in a run to make it in enough time to catch a glimpse of his ex-mate. The tom made it, stopping right at his side of the border. He looked out over where Ambercloud with Cloudykit was comming. He tried to hide his sorrow for the queen, wishing it didn't have to be this way. Sagerain thought and thought about what he was going to say, but nothing came out, but a couple of breaths.

[Barnabas]

. Fuzzyfeline

Ravenblaze walked through his territory, wondering where in the world he was going. He walked close to his former clans side of the border. He hadn't been expecting to come to the Thunderclan and Riverclan border. This was not showing him that he was a loyal cat and it made his feel disrespectful towards his new clan.

[ConfusedCas]

Sagerain made his way through the Riverclan tetritory, almost in a run to make it in enough time to catch a glimpse of his ex-mate. The tom made it, stopping right at his side of the border. He looked out over where Ambercloud with Cloudykit was comming. He tried to hide his sorrow for the queen, wishing it didn't have to be this way. Sagerain thought and thought about what he was going to say, but nothing came out, but a couple of breaths.
It broke her heart to hear her kitten mewling out to stay but this is how it was supposed to be. "Cloudykit you'll like it in there, they'll make you into the best fish-breathed warrior in Riverclan!" She forced a purr trying to be light-hearted. Ambercloud frowned when she spotted the tom in the distance approaching. She leaned down and licked her kitten again, "This is Sagerain, he's your father and he'll take care of you." When the tom had reached them she avoided his gaze. There was a long pause before Ambercloud nuzzled Cloudykit, whispering in his ear, "Don't forget me." She stepped backwards away from her kit to show that Sagerain may take him. Her heart twisted in grief knowing that the kitten would have no way to remember her. One day he'd see her at a gathering and consider her a stranger. I just want him to live a normal life. I don't want him to be treated differently just because of his parents mistakes. Ambercloud would do whatever she could to keep this a secret, no matter how much it hurt her. She would miss the warmth of him sleeping near her belly, she would never see his apprenticeship, and one day she would have to see him become a Riverclan warrior. At least he'll be safe with his father. Although her and Sagerain had become distant in their relationship she did trust in that he'd take care of Cloudykit.
Cloudy

[Brunch]

It broke her heart to hear her kitten mewling out to stay but this is how it was supposed to be. "Cloudykit you'll like it in there, they'll make you into the best fish-breathed warrior in Riverclan!" She forced a purr trying to be light-hearted. Ambercloud frowned when she spotted the tom in the distance approaching. She leaned down and licked her kitten again, "This is Sagerain, he's your father and he'll take care of you." When the tom had reached them she avoided his gaze. There was a long pause before Ambercloud nuzzled Cloudykit, whispering in his ear, "Don't forget me." She stepped backwards away from her kit to show that Sagerain may take him. Her heart twisted in grief knowing that the kitten would have no way to remember her. One day he'd see her at a gathering and consider her a stranger. I just want him to live a normal life. I don't want him to be treated differently just because of his parents mistakes. Ambercloud would do whatever she could to keep this a secret, no matter how much it hurt her. She would miss the warmth of him sleeping near her belly, she would never see his apprenticeship, and one day she would have to see him become a Riverclan warrior. At least he'll be safe with his father. Although her and Sagerain had become distant in their relationship she did trust in that he'd take care of Cloudykit.
Cloudy
Confusion broke out over Cloudykit's face, his amber eyes wrought with it. "Mommy?" he whispered as he felt his weight shift into Sagerain's maw. He gave a small squeak, afraid for what his mother was doing. "Mommy?!" he cried, his claws stretched out, trying to reach the she-cat who was slowly starting to walk away. "Don't let him take me, Mommy!" Cloudykit yowled, his voice a small squeak against the rustles of the forest, and the murmur of the river. Unable to understand, he cried, small sobs coming from his lungs. "I don't want to be in RiverClan, I want to be with you Mommy! They smell!" He flailed his limbs, trying to turn around and attack his kidnapper, but he couldn't quite reach the face of the cat that carried him.
Bendy The Demon

[Fuzzy]

. Fuzzyfeline

Ravenblaze walked through his territory, wondering where in the world he was going. He walked close to his former clans side of the border. He hadn't been expecting to come to the Thunderclan and Riverclan border. This was not showing him that he was a loyal cat and it made his feel disrespectful towards his new clan.

Cocoaheart pushed though the thicker part of RiverCan territory, it was close to the ThunderClan border she could tell by the smell and thickness of the srubs. Though this chocolate brown molly wasn't afraid of being seem by a border alone, no one could question her loyalties. Despite being half kittypet she was born and raised in RiverClan and she isn't planing on leaving. Ducking under a swad of brambles the warrior spotted a familiar pelt across the scent line. Is that Ravenpaw? No wait he got his warrior name. But it's him for sure. She realized stopping to make sure it was the right tom. Once she was sure the warrior headed closer to the border. "Ravenblaze?" She called questionally. Ravenblaze was an old friend Cocoaheart had as a young warrior, when he was only an apprentice. Sadly he'd moved to ThunderClan before he was made a warrior but this molly still found a friend in him.

[k!ngk3s]

Doodle Pepper had came out of a bush and got a snack and began to eat it.

[Doodle]

Doodle Pepper had came out of a bush and got a snack and began to eat it.

Maplefur had been out hunting for the day; so far, she had caught two mice. She was hoping to find one last piece of prey to catch before heading back to camp, but a foreign scent caught the molly's attention. It was that of another cat, and while the calico knew she was near the border, this didn't smell like a Riverclan cat. Either way, she'd have to make sure they weren't on Thunderclan territory. Cautiously, the molly crept toward the scent, peering through some bushes when she was close enough. There was another cat, just as she'd though, snacking on something. Thankfully, the loner wasn't in her territory. Still, the tom would find himself in trouble if a Riverclan patrol came along. Not wanting to let another feline get potentially hurt, she stepped out of the bush and revealed herself. "Hey there," she called out, tone friendly but guarded- she had no clue if the stranger would be aggressive or not. "I'd be careful if I were you. You're in Riverclan territory. If they catch you eating and hunting on their territory, they won't hesitate to attack." Maple gave a small smile to the tom, glancing around to make sure no other cats were approaching. If she heard or scented Riverclan warriors headed this way, she'd have to make herself scarce. Getting caught with a loner by the border could lead to the wrong impressions being made, and she didn't want Riverclan to think that Thunderclan was friendly with rogues that hunt in their territory.

[k!ngk3s]

Maplefur had been out hunting for the day; so far, she had caught two mice. She was hoping to find one last piece of prey to catch before heading back to camp, but a foreign scent caught the molly's attention. It was that of another cat, and while the calico knew she was near the border, this didn't smell like a Riverclan cat. Either way, she'd have to make sure they weren't on Thunderclan territory. Cautiously, the molly crept toward the scent, peering through some bushes when she was close enough. There was another cat, just as she'd though, snacking on something. Thankfully, the loner wasn't in her territory. Still, the tom would find himself in trouble if a Riverclan patrol came along. Not wanting to let another feline get potentially hurt, she stepped out of the bush and revealed herself. "Hey there," she called out, tone friendly but guarded- she had no clue if the stranger would be aggressive or not. "I'd be careful if I were you. You're in Riverclan territory. If they catch you eating and hunting on their territory, they won't hesitate to attack." Maple gave a small smile to the tom, glancing around to make sure no other cats were approaching. If she heard or scented Riverclan warriors headed this way, she'd have to make herself scarce. Getting caught with a loner by the border could lead to the wrong impressions being made, and she didn't want Riverclan to think that Thunderclan was friendly with rogues that hunt in their territory.
Pepper got some prey but didnt know that he was on thunderclans side

[Doodle]

Pepper got some prey but didnt know that he was on thunderclans side
Taking a step closer, Maplefur realized that while she initially thought the loner was on Riverclan territory, he was, in fact, on the Thunderclan side of the border. Most likely, the prey the stranger was eating was from within their borders. The molly sighed; she hadn't yet have to tell a stranger off from Thunderclan territory, and she really wasn't looking for a fight right now. She settled for simply telling the tom not to do it again. "Hey, you got that prey from Thunderclan territory. I'm sure you can smell the markers?" The calico hesitated for a moment, waiting in case the stranger couldn't, in fact, smell the overwhelming scent of Thunderclan mingled with Riverclan. Who knew, maybe he had no sense of smell, like how some cats were deaf or blind. After a brief pause, however, she continued speaking. "Well, that's to mark our territory. And if you do cross onto our territory- which you shouldn't by the way, if it were one of my clanmates who found you, they probably would've attacked you instead of talking to you like I am... Anyways, if you do come onto Thunderclan land, you can't hunt our prey. We need that for our kits, elders, and queens." She frowned, waiting for the stranger to speak. He hadn't said anything yet to her previous greeting- what if he was mute? Or deaf? She hoped that wasn't the case, or else explaining the situation would be much harder.

[k!ngk3s]

Taking a step closer, Maplefur realized that while she initially thought the loner was on Riverclan territory, he was, in fact, on the Thunderclan side of the border. Most likely, the prey the stranger was eating was from within their borders. The molly sighed; she hadn't yet have to tell a stranger off from Thunderclan territory, and she really wasn't looking for a fight right now. She settled for simply telling the tom not to do it again. "Hey, you got that prey from Thunderclan territory. I'm sure you can smell the markers?" The calico hesitated for a moment, waiting in case the stranger couldn't, in fact, smell the overwhelming scent of Thunderclan mingled with Riverclan. Who knew, maybe he had no sense of smell, like how some cats were deaf or blind. After a brief pause, however, she continued speaking. "Well, that's to mark our territory. And if you do cross onto our territory- which you shouldn't by the way, if it were one of my clanmates who found you, they probably would've attacked you instead of talking to you like I am... Anyways, if you do come onto Thunderclan land, you can't hunt our prey. We need that for our kits, elders, and queens." She frowned, waiting for the stranger to speak. He hadn't said anything yet to her previous greeting- what if he was mute? Or deaf? She hoped that wasn't the case, or else explaining the situation would be much harder.
Fire didnt care and kept on getting prey for himself.

[Doodle]

Fire didnt care and kept on getting prey for himself.
Maplefur couldn't help but feel a little irritated; was he just ignoring her, or did he not care? Either way, the tom obviously wasn't going to listen. She'd just give him one more warning... "Hey, I'm serious. If you continue hunting here, I'll have no choice but to chase you off." The molly stepped in front of the stranger, giving him a hard stare. Hopefully he'd see she wasn't joking around and that she would act on her words should she need to. "I am Maplefur, warrior of Thunderclan," she spoke once again, hoping that maybe these commanding and empowering words would snap the tom to his senses.

[k!ngk3s]

Maplefur couldn't help but feel a little irritated; was he just ignoring her, or did he not care? Either way, the tom obviously wasn't going to listen. She'd just give him one more warning... "Hey, I'm serious. If you continue hunting here, I'll have no choice but to chase you off." The molly stepped in front of the stranger, giving him a hard stare. Hopefully he'd see she wasn't joking around and that she would act on her words should she need to. "I am Maplefur, warrior of Thunderclan," she spoke once again, hoping that maybe these commanding and empowering words would snap the tom to his senses.Fire just looked at her and kept on eating the prey

[Doodle]

Fire just looked at her and kept on eating the prey
(I'm headed to bed- I'll respond to the next one in the morning)

Maplefur sat down, staring at the tom with annoyance plain in her eyes. "You can eat that, I guess, but no more hunting on our land after that. And if anyone starts coming, you need to leave. I'll have my ear chewed off if they know I didn't chase you off straight away," the she-cat grumbled. Maple wasn't a grumpy cat, but the way this stranger just sat, ignoring her, was rubbing her the wrong way. Her tail-tip flicked behind her, a nervous habit of hers. She really was worried about being found with this strange tom and getting in trouble for it. Why was she risking herself, anyways? It's not like this cat was being kind to her or anything. Still, she couldn't bring herself to attack him when he hadn't shown any signs of aggression to her.

[k!ngk3s]

(I'm headed to bed- I'll respond to the next one in the morning)

Maplefur sat down, staring at the tom with annoyance plain in her eyes. "You can eat that, I guess, but no more hunting on our land after that. And if anyone starts coming, you need to leave. I'll have my ear chewed off if they know I didn't chase you off straight away," the she-cat grumbled. Maple wasn't a grumpy cat, but the way this stranger just sat, ignoring her, was rubbing her the wrong way. Her tail-tip flicked behind her, a nervous habit of hers. She really was worried about being found with this strange tom and getting in trouble for it. Why was she risking herself, anyways? It's not like this cat was being kind to her or anything. Still, she couldn't bring herself to attack him when he hadn't shown any signs of aggression to her.
Fire had gulped down his last bit of prey and said "Man you are weak I would of chased my self off but you didnt" Then he went and climbed a tree and began to sleep in it.

[Doodle]

Fire had gulped down his last bit of prey and said "Man you are weak I would of chased my self off but you didnt" Then he went and climbed a tree and began to sleep in it.

Maplefur lashed her tail a single time before taking a deep breath; she wasn't the kind to lash out in anger and she wouldn't let some strange loner make her fall to that kind of behavior. "I wouldn't call me weak when you haven't fought me. With my training, I could send you packing within moments," she called up into the tree. "Besides, not wanting to bring harm to others unless necessary doesn't make you weak, and you're mouse-brained if you think that way." She decided then and there that she'd be making this tom leave the territory, even if she had to become a little forceful. "Now, unless you want to go up against my warrior training, I'd suggest you climb down out of that tree and leave Thunderclan territory."

[k!ngk3s]

Maplefur lashed her tail a single time before taking a deep breath; she wasn't the kind to lash out in anger and she wouldn't let some strange loner make her fall to that kind of behavior. "I wouldn't call me weak when you haven't fought me. With my training, I could send you packing within moments," she called up into the tree. "Besides, not wanting to bring harm to others unless necessary doesn't make you weak, and you're mouse-brained if you think that way." She decided then and there that she'd be making this tom leave the territory, even if she had to become a little forceful. "Now, unless you want to go up against my warrior training, I'd suggest you climb down out of that tree and leave Thunderclan territory."
Fire yawned and fell asleep.

[Doodle]

Fire yawned and fell asleep.

"That's it." Maplefur had given the tom enough warnings. Now it was time for her to act on her words. She'd have to get him off of Thunderclan territory- if he ended up in Riverclan's land, so be it. At least he'd be their problem instead of Maplefur's. Unsheathing her claws, she sunk them into the bark of the tree. Quickly and skillfully, she climbed to the branch the tom slept on, stepping onto it. She considered just shoving him off- they weren't high up, so a fall from here wouldn't leave any fatal wounds- but she didn't want to chance breaking one of his legs. She might be peeved at him, but she still wasn't a malicious cat and would do as little harm as possible. Instead, she reached over and grabbed him by the scruff of his neck. She wasn't able to carry him, given that he was just as big as her, but the calico was stronger than she looked and was able to drag him backwards, to the trunk again.

[k!ngk3s]

"That's it." Maplefur had given the tom enough warnings. Now it was time for her to act on her words. She'd have to get him off of Thunderclan territory- if he ended up in Riverclan's land, so be it. At least he'd be their problem instead of Maplefur's. Unsheathing her claws, she sunk them into the bark of the tree. Quickly and skillfully, she climbed to the branch the tom slept on, stepping onto it. She considered just shoving him off- they weren't high up, so a fall from here wouldn't leave any fatal wounds- but she didn't want to chance breaking one of his legs. She might be peeved at him, but she still wasn't a malicious cat and would do as little harm as possible. Instead, she reached over and grabbed him by the scruff of his neck. She wasn't able to carry him, given that he was just as big as her, but the calico was stronger than she looked and was able to drag him backwards, to the trunk again.
Fire climbed back up and fell asleep.

[Doodle]

Fire climbed back up and fell asleep.
She wasn't done yet. Grabbing him again by the scruff, Maplefur dragged him back to the trunk. "What is wrong with you?" the molly spat, using her body to block off the branch so he couldn't go back to where he was before. Her fur was puffed up, a clear sign that the she-cat was angry. If her fur didn't give it away, then her eyes sure did. From behind narrowed lids, her green orbs sparkled with agitation. "Seriously, do you want to get killed? Because that'll happen if you don't leave. Eventually, one of my clanmates will come along, and when you refuse to leave they'll attack you. And when you refuse to leave again, like the mouse-brained idiot you seem to be, guess what'll happen? Huh?" She was beyond angered, control over her words long gone. She had given the tom enough chances, and he'd blown them all. "They'll attack you again, and you'll wind up dead. Are you really so stupid that you don't care enough about getting yourself killed?" She shook her head, angry at the way her day turned out. Of course, she'd just have to spend the day convincing some cat who probably only had rocks for a brain to leave the territory. How was she meant to talk any sense into him?

[k!ngk3s]

She wasn't done yet. Grabbing him again by the scruff, Maplefur dragged him back to the trunk. "What is wrong with you?" the molly spat, using her body to block off the branch so he couldn't go back to where he was before. Her fur was puffed up, a clear sign that the she-cat was angry. If her fur didn't give it away, then her eyes sure did. From behind narrowed lids, her green orbs sparkled with agitation. "Seriously, do you want to get killed? Because that'll happen if you don't leave. Eventually, one of my clanmates will come along, and when you refuse to leave they'll attack you. And when you refuse to leave again, like the mouse-brained idiot you seem to be, guess what'll happen? Huh?" She was beyond angered, control over her words long gone. She had given the tom enough chances, and he'd blown them all. "They'll attack you again, and you'll wind up dead. Are you really so stupid that you don't care enough about getting yourself killed?" She shook her head, angry at the way her day turned out. Of course, she'd just have to spend the day convincing some cat who probably only had rocks for a brain to leave the territory. How was she meant to talk any sense into him?
Fire didnt care and pushed her away and climbed the tree again and slept.

[Doodle]

Fire didnt care and pushed her away and climbed the tree again and slept.

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"Guh!" This tom was simply too infuriating for the molly. Too bad it was her duty to chase him off their territory, or else she'd have simply walked away from the annoying cat. Climbing back up the tree, she had to shove him down for the third time. Seriously, was this cat stupid, or did he just not care about anything? "This is your last warning," Maplefur snarled. "Get off Thunderclan territory, or I will attack."

[k!ngk3s]

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"Guh!" This tom was simply too infuriating for the molly. Too bad it was her duty to chase him off their territory, or else she'd have simply walked away from the annoying cat. Climbing back up the tree, she had to shove him down for the third time. Seriously, was this cat stupid, or did he just not care about anything? "This is your last warning," Maplefur snarled. "Get off Thunderclan territory, or I will attack."
Fire laughed and pushed her off the tree and began to sleep.

[Doodle]

Fire laughed and pushed her off the tree and began to sleep.

Thankfully, Maplefur had a good sense of balance. She landed on the ground on her paws, and didn't hesitate in climbing back up the tree. He had made the first move by pushing her off, so she didn't hesitate in unsheathing her claws. "I warned you," the molly growled, roughly dragging him back down the tree. She didn't want to fight in the branches, where either of them could be knocked off. Once they were both firmly on the ground, she released the tom's scruff and backed up, crouching down in a position to pounce. Narrowing her eyes, she leaped forward, not landing on the tom but instead darting past his side. As she by, she swept a paw out, a blow intended to claw the tom's side. It wouldn't leave a serious injury, just shallow scratches, but she wasn't aiming to maim the stranger, rather to chase him off. She didn't need to leave serious injuries to send the loner packing.

[k!ngk3s]

Thankfully, Maplefur had a good sense of balance. She landed on the ground on her paws, and didn't hesitate in climbing back up the tree. He had made the first move by pushing her off, so she didn't hesitate in unsheathing her claws. "I warned you," the molly growled, roughly dragging him back down the tree. She didn't want to fight in the branches, where either of them could be knocked off. Once they were both firmly on the ground, she released the tom's scruff and backed up, crouching down in a position to pounce. Narrowing her eyes, she leaped forward, not landing on the tom but instead darting past his side. As she by, she swept a paw out, a blow intended to claw the tom's side. It wouldn't leave a serious injury, just shallow scratches, but she wasn't aiming to maim the stranger, rather to chase him off. She didn't need to leave serious injuries to send the loner packing.
Fire didnt care and went back up the tree only to fall off and land on his paws. He sighed and went back up the tree to not fall off and fall asleep

[Doodle]

Fire didnt care and went back up the tree only to fall off and land on his paws. He sighed and went back up the tree to not fall off and fall asleep

Maplefur couldn't belive this cat. She'd just attacked him, and he practically just shrugged it off! The molly watched him climb the tree, snorting as he fell off. Again, the tom simply climbed back up. It was like he didn't care about anything at all. "Fine," she shouted up to him. "Just wait 'till my clanmates get here!" He pelt twitched in agitation as she sat down, waiting for a patrol to inevitably come by. They were still right by the border, so it wouldn't be long until a patrol came along. She just hoped Thunderclan got there first, not Riverclan. It'd be embarrassing enough to admit to her clanmates that she couldn't chase the rogue off, but she didn't want to get any embarrassment from their enemy. Not only would it give her a bad reputation, but her clan would receive a lot of taunts as well.

[k!ngk3s]

Maplefur couldn't belive this cat. She'd just attacked him, and he practically just shrugged it off! The molly watched him climb the tree, snorting as he fell off. Again, the tom simply climbed back up. It was like he didn't care about anything at all. "Fine," she shouted up to him. "Just wait 'till my clanmates get here!" He pelt twitched in agitation as she sat down, waiting for a patrol to inevitably come by. They were still right by the border, so it wouldn't be long until a patrol came along. She just hoped Thunderclan got there first, not Riverclan. It'd be embarrassing enough to admit to her clanmates that she couldn't chase the rogue off, but she didn't want to get any embarrassment from their enemy. Not only would it give her a bad reputation, but her clan would receive a lot of taunts as well.
Fire was sound asleep.

[Doodle]

Fire was sound asleep.

Maplefur sat, fidgeting due to being in a bad mood. She was starting to consider leaving the tom here; after all, if was Greenleaf, so even if he did hunt another piece of prey the clan could go without it. It didn't seem like she'd be able to chase him off on her own- the tom was persistent and stubborn- so it seemed like her best bet was to go back to camp and report the loner to Passionstar or a senior warrior- given that Thunderclan didn't have a current deputy. The calico looked up the tree at the stranger, letting out another agitated huff. She made up her mind and stood up. "I'm going to tell my leader about your presence, and he'll take care of you." She doubted the tom heard her, as he seemed to be asleep, and even if he did hear he likely wouldn't care. That seemed to be the way he was. She wouldn't waste any more time on him, though, so she set of at a determined pace to head back to camp.

[k!ngk3s]

Maplefur sat, fidgeting due to being in a bad mood. She was starting to consider leaving the tom here; after all, if was Greenleaf, so even if he did hunt another piece of prey the clan could go without it. It didn't seem like she'd be able to chase him off on her own- the tom was persistent and stubborn- so it seemed like her best bet was to go back to camp and report the loner to Passionstar or a senior warrior- given that Thunderclan didn't have a current deputy. The calico looked up the tree at the stranger, letting out another agitated huff. She made up her mind and stood up. "I'm going to tell my leader about your presence, and he'll take care of you." She doubted the tom heard her, as he seemed to be asleep, and even if he did hear he likely wouldn't care. That seemed to be the way he was. She wouldn't waste any more time on him, though, so she set of at a determined pace to head back to camp.
Fire didnt hear and kept on sleeping.

[Barnabas]

. CactusHeart

Ebonypaw walked through the Riverclan side of the border. She stopped to sniff the air and that was when she saw a bird over at the Thunderclan side. She stalked forward, jumping in the air. She landed on top of the bird and killed it with a swift bite to the neck.

[Barnabas]

Cocoaheart pushed though the thicker part of RiverCan territory, it was close to the ThunderClan border she could tell by the smell and thickness of the srubs. Though this chocolate brown molly wasn't afraid of being seem by a border alone, no one could question her loyalties. Despite being half kittypet she was born and raised in RiverClan and she isn't planing on leaving. Ducking under a swad of brambles the warrior spotted a familiar pelt across the scent line. Is that Ravenpaw? No wait he got his warrior name. But it's him for sure. She realized stopping to make sure it was the right tom. Once she was sure the warrior headed closer to the border. "Ravenblaze?" She called questionally. Ravenblaze was an old friend Cocoaheart had as a young warrior, when he was only an apprentice. Sadly he'd moved to ThunderClan before he was made a warrior but this molly still found a friend in him.


Ravenblaze continued walking through his side of the border, keeping watch on case there was any familiar cats. He was lost in thought and that was when he heard a familiar voice say his name. The tom looked over at Cocoaheart, jumping back a bit in surprise. "Yes. Cocoaheart? It is you! It's really good to see." Ravenblaze replied, feeling a little nervous talking to a former clanmate.

[CactusHeart]

. CactusHeart

Ebonypaw walked through the Riverclan side of the border. She stopped to sniff the air and that was when she saw a bird over at the Thunderclan side. She stalked forward, jumping in the air. She landed on top of the bird and killed it with a swift bite to the neck.

CactusPaw snuck up on the Molly. “Watcha doing in ThunderClan territory.” He giggled and stood at the other side of the ThunderPath. “I thought you were gonna go to the river!” He purred

[Barnabas]

CactusPaw snuck up on the Molly. “Watcha doing in ThunderClan territory.” He giggled and stood at the other side of the ThunderPath. “I thought you were gonna go to the river!” He purred

Ebonypaw jumped a few feet in the air, landing on the ground with her claws out and her fur fluffed out. She swiped her claws at the tom, almost catching the Thunderclan Tom's cheek.

[CactusHeart]

Ebonypaw jumped a few feet in the air, landing on the ground with her claws out and her fur fluffed out. She swiped her claws at the tom, almost catching the Thunderclan Tom's cheek.

He giggled even more. “Your mean!” He teased, running around the Molly and batting at her sides, his claws unsheathed.

[Spikes]

|| starfall ||

Soggypaw wasn't exactly sure why she'd ventured so far into the territory. Her old mentor had at least taken her to the borders before, and although she wasn't the best navigator, the lay of the land was at least somewhat familiar. She was the kind to take those kinds of risks to learn, even if Troutsong no longer trained her. The fluffy tabby lifted her head to scent at the air, though she still struggled with scent detection... At least the gentle burbling of the river was recognisable, but just ahead she could see the dense forests of another clan's territory. ThunderClan? she thought, slightly hesitant about getting too close to the border. Many patrols didn't take kindly to trespassers, or even cats that hung around borders too closely. Her own clan would be disappointed in her, too!

Curiosity bubbling from her paws and upwards, she crept a little closer, acutely aware of the scent markers and her distance from them. The honey-furred molly gasped in awe at what she could see from just beyond the border, memories flooding back from her time with Troutsong. She couldn't wait to get her next mentor... But when would that be?

[Starfall]

|| starfall ||

Soggypaw wasn't exactly sure why she'd ventured so far into the territory. Her old mentor had at least taken her to the borders before, and although she wasn't the best navigator, the lay of the land was at least somewhat familiar. She was the kind to take those kinds of risks to learn, even if Troutsong no longer trained her. The fluffy tabby lifted her head to scent at the air, though she still struggled with scent detection... At least the gentle burbling of the river was recognisable, but just ahead she could see the dense forests of another clan's territory. ThunderClan? she thought, slightly hesitant about getting too close to the border. Many patrols didn't take kindly to trespassers, or even cats that hung around borders too closely. Her own clan would be disappointed in her, too!

Curiosity bubbling from her paws and upwards, she crept a little closer, acutely aware of the scent markers and her distance from them. The honey-furred molly gasped in awe at what she could see from just beyond the border, memories flooding back from her time with Troutsong. She couldn't wait to get her next mentor... But when would that be?
She needed some air. The apprentices den was heavy with...with something, she couldn't describe it, but it choked her. On a rare occurance, the molly had to step out and calm her mind, calm her nerves, afraid to break out into tears in front of everyone. That would ruin her image! The grey tuxedo took a deep, shakey breath and continued to pad forward at a slow pace, gaze directed towards the ground beneath her. She was still processing it all, her mothers were missing, and she only had two of her siblings left. Where were they going? Why were they leaving her? Was it something she had said or done? Tears began to roll down the soft cheeks, lapis hues glossy. With that, Moonpaw let out a forced chuckle, stopping momentarily to wipe the tears off her cheeks. "God. You're so pathetic. Lookit you, no wonder they left."she scolded, lifting her head up to let the last few tears roll down. After a second, the apprentice opened her eyes, and lowered her head, she wasn't expecting to see another pair of eyes staring back at her. Her fur fluffed up and she let out a few surprised squeaks, jumping back a good few mouselengths.

After taking a moment to process what exactly was happening Moonpaw shot a glare at the mystery feline from across the border "W-What do you think you're doing?! Out by the border so late at night what are you planning?!" she bantered, hoping the Riverclan apprentice hadn't seen the water works show.

[Spikes]

|| starfall ||

It wasn't long before Soggypaw had noticed yet another sound. It was one that contested the gentle flowing of water, and it sounded like... A voice? A somewhat distraught voice, at that. While she wasn't the most experienced when it came to catching scents, she took pride in her hearing, and her hearing was definitely notifying her of a strange voice she'd never heard before. It must've been a ThunderClan cat, judging by the distance. Glued to her spot by the border, all she could do was stare at the piebald cat that approached the border, but on the opposite side. This experience was... surreal. So surreal that she couldn't move.

Jerked back into reality by the sudden ferocity in the cat's voice, she jumped up into her regular standing position, fluffy fur puffed out in surprise... but not fear. The puffy-eyed stranger didn't seem like a threat, despite the anger in her tone. She just seemed... Upset. An upset cat, about her size was on the opposite side of that border. So many questions were swimming in the young cat's mind, but she held them back and decided to retort. She was always one to challenge before questioning. "I'm not planning anything!" she exclaimed in return, adrenaline causing her paws and tail to fidget. "What are you planning, huh?!" She didn't want to fight this cat, but she wouldn't take an accusation lightly. The cinnamon-striped apprentice didn't think that this molly would even try to attack her. Her tone was more defensive than anything, really.

[RedHead]

Celestial

Who knows what mess I’ll get myself into today... A long-haired tom made his way through Thunderclan’s territory, soon enough finding himself at the border. Flicking his tail, the tom cast his bright green gaze around for a few moments, taking in his surroundings. He took in the twittering of the birds in the trees above, and the scuffling of creatures in the undergrowth as he walked past. But his mind wasn’t on hunting. Nor on patrolling. Really, the tomcat hoped he ran into someone. Flintspirit hated how he had to push his clanmates away when they tried to get to know him better, but it was for their own good. He’d been doing this for quite a few moons now, keeping other cats at a distance. He hated to be passively rude in that way, but he didn’t want to hurt others. It was probably his greatest fear.

Coming up to the border, Flintspirit studied it with slightly narrowed eyes, his gaze roaming across the invisible line that was marked by scents. With an impulsive movement, the Thunderclanner placed his paw over the border, a small smirk coming across his face as he did so. “No one’s around. It’s not like you’ll get attacked or anything.” He scoffed, flicking his tail in amusement at himself.

[wren]

Celestial

Who knows what mess I’ll get myself into today... A long-haired tom made his way through Thunderclan’s territory, soon enough finding himself at the border. Flicking his tail, the tom cast his bright green gaze around for a few moments, taking in his surroundings. He took in the twittering of the birds in the trees above, and the scuffling of creatures in the undergrowth as he walked past. But his mind wasn’t on hunting. Nor on patrolling. Really, the tomcat hoped he ran into someone. Flintspirit hated how he had to push his clanmates away when they tried to get to know him better, but it was for their own good. He’d been doing this for quite a few moons now, keeping other cats at a distance. He hated to be passively rude in that way, but he didn’t want to hurt others. It was probably his greatest fear.

Coming up to the border, Flintspirit studied it with slightly narrowed eyes, his gaze roaming across the invisible line that was marked by scents. With an impulsive movement, the Thunderclanner placed his paw over the border, a small smirk coming across his face as he did so. “No one’s around. It’s not like you’ll get attacked or anything.” He scoffed, flicking his tail in amusement at himself.







Thunderclan border, it's decided. Your too tense when it comes to windclan. the ginger and cream short haired oriental made her way through the dense thicket, the regular path she had traveled at least three times today alone, dragging the same type of cats along with her. Despite only walking it alone now she could almost hear the pestering voices ringing in her ears still, almost like the trail itself held onto the echo of countless questions and stupid flirty remarks. Even the thought of going on a sunset patrol made her eyes nearly roll into the back of her head with exhaustion. Although now it seemed to fade just as she reached the crest of the border, trotting down its worn dirt path in the cover of the thicket unseen for now. Can't even tell the voices in my head to shut up. she let out a hoarse chuckle at the thought as she pulled herself through another set of tangled branches and finally onto the flat land of the marked border, treading carefully to ensure she didn't cross over and veering left towards riverclans side and once again disappearing into the thicket so she was only visible if you followed her into it.

It was then as she walked along the sound of a voice made her jerk her head violently to each side eyes widened and ears pinned to the back of her head with surprise and shock, she hadn't scented anyone on the way in, nor seen anyone. Turning towards the border once again with her eyes narrowed sceptically she emerged from the bushes to see a long haired tomcat, his paw settled over the border on her side, the thunderclan stench wafting over him and even overpowering the scent markers. "are thunderclanners so accustomed to walking over borders? Or is your nose not working right?" she asked calmly, her tone low and stance quite relaxed despite her claws still dauntingly hanging out.

[RedHead]

Thunderclan border, it's decided. Your too tense when it comes to windclan. the ginger and cream short haired oriental made her way through the dense thicket, the regular path she had traveled at least three times today alone, dragging the same type of cats along with her. Despite only walking it alone now she could almost hear the pestering voices ringing in her ears still, almost like the trail itself held onto the echo of countless questions and stupid flirty remarks. Even the thought of going on a sunset patrol made her eyes nearly roll into the back of her head with exhaustion. Although now it seemed to fade just as she reached the crest of the border, trotting down its worn dirt path in the cover of the thicket unseen for now. Can't even tell the voices in my head to shut up. she let out a hoarse chuckle at the thought as she pulled herself through another set of tangled branches and finally onto the flat land of the marked border, treading carefully to ensure she didn't cross over and veering left towards riverclans side and once again disappearing into the thicket so she was only visible if you followed her into it.

It was then as she walked along the sound of a voice made her jerk her head violently to each side eyes widened and ears pinned to the back of her head with surprise and shock, she hadn't scented anyone on the way in, nor seen anyone. Turning towards the border once again with her eyes narrowed sceptically she emerged from the bushes to see a long haired tomcat, his paw settled over the border on her side, the thunderclan stench wafting over him and even overpowering the scent markers. "are thunderclanners so accustomed to walking over borders? Or is your nose not working right?" she asked calmly, her tone low and stance quite relaxed despite her claws still dauntingly hanging out.





While his eyes were once again grazing across his surroundings, with his white paw still firmly placed over the border, Flintspirit noticed the slightest rustle in the bushes ahead. Moments later, a feline stepped out of them, her scent wafting over to him at the same time. Clearly Riverclan, though Flintspirit was surprised by the shortness of her fur. Sure, he knew plenty of Riverclan cats whose fur was on the shorter side, but he’d always wondered how they were able to stand the freezing cold touch of the water. He had a thick, long pelt, and he could barely stand the touch of water swirling around his fur.

When a sudden feminine voice entered his ears, Flintspirit refocused his mind, taking in the words the she-cat said. He smirked, a small amused snort coming out of his nose. He pretended to ponder over the matter for a moment. “Hmmm... I think the problem is your vision.” He meowed, lifting his paw up and placing it back on his side. “I never walked over it. Unless now Riverclanners think that one pawstep is all it takes for us Thunderclan cats to walk around.” He let out an amused purr at his own thought. “If so, please tell me what that would look like.” He was now trying to incision it in his own mind, himself and his clan mates somehow getting around their territory by only taking one pawstep. This is good. I can have a nice, friendly conversation with this she-cat. She’s from a different clan, so she definitley won’t try to get to know me. Upon looking at her a little more closely, Flintspirit suddenly recognized her as the Riverclan deputy, Rowanflower. He’d always been pretty good at putting names to faces, and now was no different. Hmm this makes it even more fun.

[wren]

While his eyes were once again grazing across his surroundings, with his white paw still firmly placed over the border, Flintspirit noticed the slightest rustle in the bushes ahead. Moments later, a feline stepped out of them, her scent wafting over to him at the same time. Clearly Riverclan, though Flintspirit was surprised by the shortness of her fur. Sure, he knew plenty of Riverclan cats whose fur was on the shorter side, but he’d always wondered how they were able to stand the freezing cold touch of the water. He had a thick, long pelt, and he could barely stand the touch of water swirling around his fur.

When a sudden feminine voice entered his ears, Flintspirit refocused his mind, taking in the words the she-cat said. He smirked, a small amused snort coming out of his nose. He pretended to ponder over the matter for a moment. “Hmmm... I think the problem is your vision.” He meowed, lifting his paw up and placing it back on his side. “I never walked over it. Unless now Riverclanners think that one pawstep is all it takes for us Thunderclan cats to walk around.” He let out an amused purr at his own thought. “If so, please tell me what that would look like.” He was now trying to incision it in his own mind, himself and his clan mates somehow getting around their territory by only taking one pawstep. This is good. I can have a nice, friendly conversation with this she-cat. She’s from a different clan, so she definitley won’t try to get to know me. Upon looking at her a little more closely, Flintspirit suddenly recognized her as the Riverclan deputy, Rowanflower. He’d always been pretty good at putting names to faces, and now was no different. Hmm this makes it even more fun.




It was an honest mistake on some occasions to brazenly walk over a border even one step, but now he seemed to be taunting. She thought of it like an apprentices pride to even say they’d crossed a border, and he seemed to be eating it up. It sent a shiver of anger down her spine but was just able to keep her temperament from coming out, and offered a sweet smile cocking her head to the side and fully emerging from the thick. Long ratlike tail waving behind her in an almost menacing way, taking a seat and wrapping her tail around her paws.

“So I’m wrong in seeing your paw on my border?” she asked tipping her head to the side. He was the kind of tom she would see segueing with simple rules, cheating death plenty or even just making stupid choices just for a hollow satisfaction. A shiver rolled down her spine and she felt a sigh roll out of her mouth. “So your telling me that windclanners didn’t see that either? Thunderclanners putting their paws where they weren’t supposed to be?” she asked with a snort of laughter “if I show you what thunderclan s been doing recently I’ll get riverclan attacked, just like you guys. right?” she asked promptly a smug look crossing her features, fluttering her eyelashes and than standing up and padding towards him, stopping promptly so her face was in his, whiskers twitching with amusement as she used a claw to draw a line through the dust. “I think you should just stay on your side for now” she said with a prompt nod

[Starfall]

|| starfall ||

It wasn't long before Soggypaw had noticed yet another sound. It was one that contested the gentle flowing of water, and it sounded like... A voice? A somewhat distraught voice, at that. While she wasn't the most experienced when it came to catching scents, she took pride in her hearing, and her hearing was definitely notifying her of a strange voice she'd never heard before. It must've been a ThunderClan cat, judging by the distance. Glued to her spot by the border, all she could do was stare at the piebald cat that approached the border, but on the opposite side. This experience was... surreal. So surreal that she couldn't move.

Jerked back into reality by the sudden ferocity in the cat's voice, she jumped up into her regular standing position, fluffy fur puffed out in surprise... but not fear. The puffy-eyed stranger didn't seem like a threat, despite the anger in her tone. She just seemed... Upset. An upset cat, about her size was on the opposite side of that border. So many questions were swimming in the young cat's mind, but she held them back and decided to retort. She was always one to challenge before questioning. "I'm not planning anything!" she exclaimed in return, adrenaline causing her paws and tail to fidget. "What are you planning, huh?!" She didn't want to fight this cat, but she wouldn't take an accusation lightly. The cinnamon-striped apprentice didn't think that this molly would even try to attack her. Her tone was more defensive than anything, really.
The grey tuxedo pouted and perked her ears as the other retorted back, eyes narrowing. After a second she dropped hear guard and turned her head away from the Riverclan apprentice, brows knit together. "I'm just out for a stroll. I wouldn't do anything sneaky at night that's just flat out cheating." She huffed, quickly wiping her cheeks with her paws before she faced the other once again.

Moonpaw's whiskers quivered and she trotted forward a fox length, than crouched, looking up at the stranger. "But I wouldn't put it past you Riverclanners, you and your stinky fish." she chirped, sticking her tongue out and shaking her head as she said 'fish'.

[Spikes]

|| starfall ||

Soggypaw pouted right back at the piebald molly, unhappy with her accusations. It seemed as if this Thunderclanner was just as stubborn as she was. This altercation could take quite a while... "Yeah? Well I wouldn't either. So there!" she poked her tongue out at the ThunderClan cat, an audible 'bleh' of mockery escaping from her muzzle. She scoffed at the apprentice's description of her birth clan, frowning at the molly with distaste.

"We just have better tastes!" she huffed, raising her head and puffing out her chest. Though her build was rather slim, her honey coat was puffy enough to make her look somewhat foreboding, at least in her own mind when she glanced at her reflection with admiration. "What, is ThunderClan too picky for fish? Are fuzzy, tasteless squirrels better?" She'd always hated squirrel, and never had the skills to catch them. She was more of a ground hunter, as well as a fisher. She was still curious as to why the molly was crying before they had a go at each other, and being the prying cat she was... "Do the squirrels make your eyes red, too?"

[RedHead]

It was an honest mistake on some occasions to brazenly walk over a border even one step, but now he seemed to be taunting. She thought of it like an apprentices pride to even say they’d crossed a border, and he seemed to be eating it up. It sent a shiver of anger down her spine but was just able to keep her temperament from coming out, and offered a sweet smile cocking her head to the side and fully emerging from the thick. Long ratlike tail waving behind her in an almost menacing way, taking a seat and wrapping her tail around her paws.

“So I’m wrong in seeing your paw on my border?” she asked tipping her head to the side. He was the kind of tom she would see segueing with simple rules, cheating death plenty or even just making stupid choices just for a hollow satisfaction. A shiver rolled down her spine and she felt a sigh roll out of her mouth. “So your telling me that windclanners didn’t see that either? Thunderclanners putting their paws where they weren’t supposed to be?” she asked with a snort of laughter “if I show you what thunderclan s been doing recently I’ll get riverclan attacked, just like you guys. right?” she asked promptly a smug look crossing her features, fluttering her eyelashes and than standing up and padding towards him, stopping promptly so her face was in his, whiskers twitching with amusement as she used a claw to draw a line through the dust. “I think you should just stay on your side for now” she said with a prompt nod





“Yes very wrong.” He meowed, watching the Riverclan she-cat closely. He was enjoying this little game, it was the most fun he’d had in a while. Sure, he’d taunted a snake the other day, nearly getting himself bitten, but that was more just to get his heart beating and his adrenaline rushing. Now was testing his social skills, as he felt they’ve grown rusty from not using them enough in his own clan. Because there were those times where he did talk to other cats on his clan, but then they ended up trying to get to know more about him then he was letting off. At those time, Flintspirit always got really flustered and lost his “cool” which made him a bit more fruterated, and he just had to get away from other cats for a bit. Today was different though, he’d been doing simple warrior duties, and had decided to see if he could have some fun. And here was his fun.

”You see, my paw wasn’t onyour border, just merely over it. I were being technical here.” He purred, knowing that might just pull at her string. Rowanflower came across to Flitspirit as a feisty she-cat, someone who didn’t back down easily. And he was the same way.
As she continued on, Flintspirit rolled his eyes, as if he was talking to a difficult apprentice. “Oh please. Windclanners can see what they want to, it doesn’t change the fact that they’re smelly, stuck-up rabbit-chasers who stick their noses where they don’t belong.” As she stepped closer to him, his ears twitched slightly at her next comment. “Thunderclan can handle battles, but if you want to be stupid and taunt Windclan, be my guest.” He then smirked, looking down at her so their noses were mere inches apart. “But if you do end up getting attacked, come find me, I’m pretty sure I can help.” He purred, winking. As she drew a line in the dirt, he just looked down at it, then back up at her, letting out a small laugh. He found that action hilarious. You want to play that game? Oh I can play. The dark-furred tomcat took a claw and then walked around Rowanflower, drawing a circle around her in the dirt before stepping back to his side of the border. “And I think you should stay in your own personal bubble of space.” He meowed, stepping back so that their faces were no longer so close together. “You really need to respect personal boundaries.”

[ACK the nerve XDDD]

[Starfall]

|| starfall ||

Soggypaw pouted right back at the piebald molly, unhappy with her accusations. It seemed as if this Thunderclanner was just as stubborn as she was. This altercation could take quite a while... "Yeah? Well I wouldn't either. So there!" she poked her tongue out at the ThunderClan cat, an audible 'bleh' of mockery escaping from her muzzle. She scoffed at the apprentice's description of her birth clan, frowning at the molly with distaste.

"We just have better tastes!" she huffed, raising her head and puffing out her chest. Though her build was rather slim, her honey coat was puffy enough to make her look somewhat foreboding, at least in her own mind when she glanced at her reflection with admiration. "What, is ThunderClan too picky for fish? Are fuzzy, tasteless squirrels better?" She'd always hated squirrel, and never had the skills to catch them. She was more of a ground hunter, as well as a fisher. She was still curious as to why the molly was crying before they had a go at each other, and being the prying cat she was... "Do the squirrels make your eyes red, too?"
Once Soggypaw stuck her tongue out, so did the Thunderclan apprentice, also making a fairly audable 'bleh'. She wasn't going to be one upped by a stinky Riverclanner, she had her ego to keep in tact. This other apprentice seemed...stubborn to say the least. Sassy was a better term, or a term she'd use to describe the other. Of course, that would make the grey Tuxedo a hypocrite, considering her very personality was based off her sass. The apprentice pouted and sat herself down, figuring they weren't going anywhere anytime soon.

Than the Riverclanner had the audacity to question Thunderclans tastes, which made the mollies fur fluff up. Moonpaw let out an offended gasp and brought her paw to her chest, "You're just jelous because we have moe pretty trees and flowers over here. You're just picking on our prey because you can't find anything else to pick on! Which, our squirrels are top knotch by the way, better than stinky, slimy, scaly fish." she huffed, her pink little nose twitching with disgust. "That and you're oubviously trying to cover up the fact that you find me attractive. Don't worry you're not the only one, but honestly cross clan relationships aren't allowed! And though you do look cute I'm afraid I cannot allow it." the apprentice rambled on, pressing her paws against her cheeks than fluffing up her chest fur. She was attractive, and she knew it. "Of course if you just wanted to tell me that why didn't you just say so instead of picking on our prey." she sighed, leaning back on her haunches.

[Spikes]

|| starfall ||

The fluffy molly huffed in response, not sure what she could say to that comeback. She really did have nothing else to pick on. She knew nothing about ThunderClan, in all honesty, so what could she even say? That trees were overrated? Yeah, right... She didn't really need to pick on the molly's clan, anyways. It was a bit of a stretch to blame an entire clan for one rude cat who'd shocked her out of her fur. She scrunched up her face at the mention of fish, tail flicking slightly. She'd always liked the little land mammals that stayed around the water better, in all honesty. Even as a Riverclanner, fish wasn't exactly her favourite kind of food. "It's better than squirrels... At least it's not all furry and hard to get out of your mouth."

Ready to throw a few more comebacks, the honey-furred apprentice's eyes widened at the next claim the Thunderclanner had made. "No way!" she squeaked, heat beneath her fur making it prickle. She knew she wasn't attracted to the molly, she wasn't even attracted to any of the toms in her clan yet, either! It didn't stop the fact that she felt embarrassed by the claim, though. "You-I-ugh.. Hmph!" Exasperated, she let out a short huff before closing her eyes and raising her head. One eye eventually opening to look at the she-cat on the other side of the border and make sure that she wasn't showing off, the cinammon-striped tabby finally relaxed her position in the slightest. Seeing the apprentice drop to her haunches, Soggypaw felt slightly safer, and a little less confrontational. She'd never stop feeling the need to argue, but at least it would be an argument without a physical fight. "That's so not what I was saying!" She recoiled slightly as she realised that she was starting to use the same mannerisms as the snarky she-cat on the opposite side of the border. "I know something's up. What's going on? Is it a ThunderClan thing?" She tilted her head to the side, still curious.

[Starfall]

|| starfall ||

The fluffy molly huffed in response, not sure what she could say to that comeback. She really did have nothing else to pick on. She knew nothing about ThunderClan, in all honesty, so what could she even say? That trees were overrated? Yeah, right... She didn't really need to pick on the molly's clan, anyways. It was a bit of a stretch to blame an entire clan for one rude cat who'd shocked her out of her fur. She scrunched up her face at the mention of fish, tail flicking slightly. She'd always liked the little land mammals that stayed around the water better, in all honesty. Even as a Riverclanner, fish wasn't exactly her favourite kind of food. "It's better than squirrels... At least it's not all furry and hard to get out of your mouth."

Ready to throw a few more comebacks, the honey-furred apprentice's eyes widened at the next claim the Thunderclanner had made. "No way!" she squeaked, heat beneath her fur making it prickle. She knew she wasn't attracted to the molly, she wasn't even attracted to any of the toms in her clan yet, either! It didn't stop the fact that she felt embarrassed by the claim, though. "You-I-ugh.. Hmph!" Exasperated, she let out a short huff before closing her eyes and raising her head. One eye eventually opening to look at the she-cat on the other side of the border and make sure that she wasn't showing off, the cinammon-striped tabby finally relaxed her position in the slightest. Seeing the apprentice drop to her haunches, Soggypaw felt slightly safer, and a little less confrontational. She'd never stop feeling the need to argue, but at least it would be an argument without a physical fight. "That's so not what I was saying!" She recoiled slightly as she realised that she was starting to use the same mannerisms as the snarky she-cat on the opposite side of the border. "I know something's up. What's going on? Is it a ThunderClan thing?" She tilted her head to the side, still curious.
The ashy colored feline pouted and rolled her eyes. "Fur's better than scales getting stuck in your teeth. And besides, at least our food isn't slimy." she huffed, sticking out her tongue in disgust. Made her shiver just thinking about it. Besides, she liked her food...ya know...not wet.

The way the Riverclanner reacted made the apprentice smirk, leaning forward with quite a cocky look plastered on her face. "Are you sure? I know I'm dashingly beautiful, don't worry you don't have to be emberassed, I wouldn't know what to say if I met someone as beautiful as me, good thing I don't have to worry about that tho." she bragged, placing a snowy paw on her equally snowy chest. "Oh come now don't be shy you can say it, c'mon say it. 'Moonpaw you're gorgeous and I've fallen for you' Go on I won't judge." however, the apprentices bragging moment was cut off, by quite the interesting question. Moonpaw sat straight and swiveled her ears forwards, eyes wide with wonder. It took the apprentice a few seconds to realize what Soggypaw was talking about, and once she did realize she let out a fairly loud gasp and looked up. Than some more time passed before the fluffy molly looked at the other apprentice across the border with a completley serious face. "That's none of your beeswax." she said than stuck her tongue out.

[Spikes]

|| starfall ||

The little honey-coloured ball of fluff tensed up as the ThunderClan apprentice continued to tease her little slip-up, and she struggled to hold back her tongue. Moonpaw... At least I've got a name. Had it really taken that long for an actual introduction? It seemed that all they'd been doing this whole time was arguing, and Soggypaw knew that wasn't just Moonpaw's fault. If she hadn't started the fire, she'd fuelled it. "Only if you say, 'Soggypaw, I'm so sorry that I was mean to you! RiverClan is way better than ThunderClan!'" She was trying to avoid the whole 'attractive-contest' theme they'd gone with, especially seeing as she always fell flat on that one. At the mention of attraction, she'd simply stutter, because how on earth was she supposed to respond to something like that? A smart one, this Moonpaw was. Very crafty.

It seemed as if the tuxedo molly seemed to have her own weakness. Whenever Soggypaw pressed her on the crying issue, she'd go silent. It wasn't too hard to believe that such a confident molly would struggle to respond to a break in character, though the cinnamon-striped tabby felt bad using it against her. She remembered when her mentor had stopped training her, and she cried and cried for what felt like moons. The two were never exactly close, though it felt like her world was crashing down. Maybe Moonpaw felt the same? "...I bet it's not that bad." She tried to find a way to show that she wouldn't tease on this one, curiosity still glimmering in her eyes. She had to know. If she didn't, she'd feel unfulfilled for days.

[SuspiciousMindz]

At this time, RiverClan resides next to SkyClan, this border is nonexistent.

[BEAR.]

[ RiverClan has returned home, and all roleplays can be resumed as normal. ]