Waspstar sat outside on the very ledge that her den rested on. She had given birth to a litter of four, all were healthy. The only thing that worried were was the fact that they would be expected to live up to her (whatever legacy she got) legacy and Nightstar's. The tortoiseshell gave a heavy sigh before she slunk back into her den where the sleeping forms of her kits were all bundled up together to keep warm.
Skinkfang darted through the entrance, for being deputy he was both young and energetic, able to run through the territory to his heart's content. Of course lately he had been thinking about a lady, a lady to run through the territory with him. Shaking this off he headed to the fresh-kill pile dropping off his prey. My name is Lord Voldemort 13:45, May 4, 2017 (UTC)
Troutkit rested in the nursery on her side, releasing a heavy breath to blow away a dried leaf. She watched it tumble away thoughtfully, once again being reminded of how empty the nursery was. It was starting to make the chocolate smoke she-kit grow a bit lonely, but she had learned to grow used to that feeling. From her own knowledge -or rather, what she had been told- her family members were dead. She had no parents, nor siblings. As a result, Troutkit had slowly accepted this tragic fact.Silverstar 16:17, June 4, 2017 (UTC)
Duskpaw sat in one of the more shaded areas of the camp, away from the sun that would scorch her pelt if given the chance. She lifted a paw and licked it, cleaning some dirt that was trapped between her claws and moved it across one ear, wishing she could somehow flatten the fur that perpetually stuck up around it. apollo here comes justice! 17:28 Sun Jun 4
Mousepaw licked a paw, thoughtfully drawing it over an ear, glancing at Flowerpaw who scanned the camp for someone to flirt with. She seemed to be on a mission to have a mate as soon as possible - someone who was respected in the Clan. He assumed she would just use them to gain power. ~Patchfeather~ 18:27, June 6, 2017 (UTC)
Duskpaw twitched her whiskers, noticing Flowerpaw's behavior. She turned to spot Mousepaw, who she thought had picked up on the same thing. She got up and quickly made her way towards him, trying to avoid the harsh sunlight. "That Flowerpaw's got a plan for something; I can sense it," she murmured surreptitiously to him. apollo here comes justice! 19:41 Tue Jun 6
"Agreed." Mousepaw nodded. "I hate to say it, but I don't like the way she's acting... Our parents would be upset with her," he mewed lowly, glancing up at the sky, wondering if they were up there watching right now. ~Patchfeather~ 20:31, June 6, 2017 (UTC)
Duskpaw let out a breath, wishing she could say something comforting. It made her think about the circumstances that had brought her to SummerClan in the first place- her father taking a change for the worst, her mother bringing Duskpaw here to escape his wrath. The pictures had became foggy, but the feelings were still strong. She shook her head to dispel her thoughts. "Have you tried talking her out of it?" she meowed. apollo here comes justice! 22:14 Tue Jun 6
"I doubt she'd listen to me, me above all cats," Mousepaw snorted, flicking his tail and shaking his head helplessly. "I'll try though, I will. It's started since she became an apprentice." ~Patchfeather~ 00:31, June 7, 2017 (UTC)
"No harm in trying, right?" Duskpaw agreed. She closed her eyes for a moment, thinking over how Mousepaw could possibly persuade Flowerpaw. "Well, whatever she's after, what do you think she could want more?" she asked. "If you could turn her attention to what she might also be interested in, you could stop her in her tracks, at least for a moment." apollo here comes justice! 00:37 Wed Jun 7
Mousepaw nodded. "That's a good idea... " Mousepaw didn't want to admit it, but he was sure Flowerpaw just wanted a handsome, powerful mate, so she'd have her own power and respect. He had no clue how to change her interest.~Patchfeather~ 00:47, June 7, 2017 (UTC)
"If you have any clue what that might be, let me know. I'll see what I can do." Duskpaw yawned and stretched, reaching out a paw with outstretched claws, then stood up and shook out her fur. She ducked out of the camp's entrance and looked about for a good place to start hunting. She decided to try one of the more shaded areas of the territory- with any luck, some prey might be taking refuge there. apollo here comes justice! 02:20 Thu Jun 8
Mousepaw gulped, giving Flowerpaw an anxious glance. He got to his paws, mouth open to call her over. But she was already padding out of camp. He blinked wildly. How did she move so fast? He shook his head. I need to gather my words first, I think. Then I'll talk to her later.
Flowerpaw padded out of camp, letting out a deep breath. She loved walking through the forest alone, it gave her time to think. She thought back to how Duskpaw and Mousepaw were staring at her back in camp; it gave her the creeps. "Hm, they're probably jealous," she whispered to herself. ~Patchfeather~ 03:19, June 8, 2017 (UTC)
Duskpaw soon caught the smell of a vole scurrying in the long stalks of grass, and she froze, ducking into a hunting crouch. She brought herself closer to the vole, one pawstep at a time, and then leapt. Curse her luck, the vole sensed her leap and immediately scurried away. Letting out a hiss, she dashed foreward, vying for a chance to swipe it up, but it ducked into a hole in the ground and disappeared. "Damn it!" she growled, lashing the ground with her claws. apollo here comes justice! 12:55 Sun Jun 18
Waspstar cast her gaze around the camp, she knew they all thought she had abandoned her duties as leader when Nightstar had died but she didn't think she had. The leader knew she needed to prove herself worthy once more ans figured ordering patrols to be tighter was one way. The tortoiseshell leapt off tge highrock and made her way to her brother. "Skinkfang," the queen called - voice sharp and demanding once more.
The large, big ball of black and white fur looked up. "Yeah?" His amber eyes bright. The tortoiseshell explained her new plan ans told him she wanted it efdective immediately. "Your gonna be in charge if patrols. I'm putting on a training session for all cats. Elders excluded." My name is Lord Voldemort 19:59, June 18, 2017 (UTC)
Ravenflight had been trying to hunt birds, but realized they were ravens and thought that would be mean to kill them, since he was named Ravenflight... so he instead hid under a bush and played with a friendly acorn. --- Sumacshade trampled through the undergrowth just for the heck of it. He stopped letting out a hiss when he felt a pang in his paw. He lifted it up and sneezed in disgust at a thorn that was buried in the pad. ~Patchfeather~ 14:03, August 20, 2017 (UTC)
Chervilclaw sat in camp grooming her already glossy coat. "Say," Reedfeather interjected. "Waspstar's been going about on patrols." Littleclaw looked up. "Its time don't you reckon she's been caring for kits and now their nearly six moons. Heck, AutumnClan's been going on at meetings about how we don't even patrol anymore." The ginger ball of fluff said. Chervilclaw only listened until something told her to speak up for the leader. "You must realize," the soft spoken molly said. "That she lost both her mate and leader, those two were glued to each other when Nightstar was alive." My name is Lord Voldemort 14:35, August 20, 2017 (UTC)
Sumacshade was as loud as a dying badger as he stomped back to camp, probably scaring off all the prey in the territory. He limped into camp with a sour expression holding out his paw. He had decided to pull it out himself but blood just started gushing out, which made him wonder if he had made it worse. ~Patchfeather~ 20:32, August 20, 2017 (UTC)
Waspstar sat in her den contemplating allies and border patrols, because they had lacked she had doubled the patrols leaving Skinkfang in charge of them. My name is Lord Voldemort 20:39, August 20, 2017 (UTC)
Sumacshade cleaned his knotted fur, giving any cat who passed a threatening look. He honestly hated his Clan and thought everyone in it were a bunch of pigeon-brains. They're always skipping around all happy or overly serious. Can't someone just be normal? ~Patchfeather~ 14:17, September 13, 2017 (UTC)
Waspstar sat atop High (???) gaze cross as she readied to do her kits apprentice ceremonies. "May all cats old enough to catch prey gather beneath High (???) for a Clan meeting!" The tortoiseshell leader yowled watching as cats of all agea filtered from their dens to sit for the meeting. She waited until the whole Clan was silent, some murmurs wondering of what the young leader wanted. "Aa you all know my litter has just turned six moons and it is time they be apprenticed." The tortoiseshell she-cat turned her gaze to her four kittens. Blowingbreeze sat directly behind the four and gave them a light push as Waspstar leapt down to face the four.
"Ashkit, Horsekit, Nightkit, Darkkit. Step forward." The four scrambled to their mother with bright eyes full of excitement. "Do you promise to learn and uphold the warrior code even at the cost of your life?"
"I do." All four chirped in unison. A nod from their mother.
"Then from this moment on your names are Ashpaw, Horsepaw, Nightpaw, and Darkpaw. Your mentors will be Skinkfang, Chervilclaw, Rainingflame, and Sumacshade accordingly. May they teach you what they know," she watched as her children scampered off to their mentors excitedly. She turned to her Clan signaling the meeting was over. My name is Lord Voldemort 17:15, September 13, 2017 (UTC)
Sumacshade payed no attention to the ceremony as it played out. He raised his head with an irritated flick when Waspstar said his name. He actually didn't know there was a ceremony, he thought she found out something he did wrong. "Wha! I didn't - oh," he stopped his angry rant when he realized what was going on, then felt a little surprised and annoyed when Darkpaw padded up to him. Ooh, so that's what Waspstar was saying his name for... he had an apprentice. He touched his nose to Darkpaw's forehead then pulled away fast. Now what am I supposed to do with this? he wondered, gazing at the new apprentice. ~Patchfeather~ 18:56, September 13, 2017 (UTC)
Darkpaw shyly made his way to Sumacshade, who didn't seem all that mature to the small apprentice. He cast his ominous, wide eyes back to his mother. He hoped she had picked a good mentor for him...but Sumacshade seemed lazy in sorts. My name is Lord Voldemort 19:07, September 13, 2017 (UTC)
Yarrowstorm sat in the back of the crowd, a little disappointed he hadn't received an apprentice. But he understood the Clan's reasons for not giving him one-he had only recently joined the clan from an outside clowder, and Waspstar had apparently even named him for his unpredictability with the -storm suffix. The tall tom lashed his tail softly, waiting for the ceremony to wrap up. He knew if he were to fully integrate with the clan, he needed to make more friends, and earn the trust of some cats. Maybe take a mate, even?
Yarrowstorm stood up, walking around the circle. He could see Chervilclaw, Sumacshade, and Cherrynose all in different spots around the camp. They all seemed close to his age and friendly, but he wasn't sure which to approach first. —Leggy 17:20, September 14, 2017 (UTC)
Sensing someone was looking at her, Cherrynose gazed around camp. Her eyes met Yarrowstorm's briefly. She turned her head, standing and shaking out her fur. What's this guy's deal? she wondered. Probably feels out of place, big time, she decided, looking back at him. Should I talk to him? I mean, he is quite a looker, the tortoiseshell thought to herself. Yeah. Might as well get to know him. It's not like I have many friends anyway. Just little Pinewhisker.
Cherrynose padded over to the cinnamon and white tomcat, trying not to seem hostile as she looked him over, up and down, waves of curiosity rolling off of her. "Hey, new kid!" she meowed as she neared him. She saw him flick an ear, taken aback. "Yarrowstorm, right? I'm Cherrynose," she said, introducing herself before he could say anything. "I could feel your eyes burning into my fur, even from across camp," she said, shrugging as if to say whatever, I'm hot, why wouldn't you look at me?. "Figured I'd come say hello and risk getting my ass kicked by the newbie," she joked, swishing her tail. — ferk was here 17:34, 09/14/2017
By the time Cherrynose had actually walked over to him, Yarrowstorm had long looked away, thinking he had better chances approaching Sumacshade or Chervilclaw instead of the pretty tortoiseshell. When Cherrynose actually approached him, he jumped, having not anticipating hearing someone behind him. Yarrowstorm whipped around, flattening his ears in embarrassment when he saw who it was. "Oh, uh, hi," he replied awkwardly, feeling his ears grow warm when she mentioned she saw him stare.
"I didn't mean to come across as creepy or anything," he explained quickly, lashing his plumy tail. "I was hoping to go out hunt, and uh, I was looking to see if anyone else wanted to come with me. W-would you like to?" The tom cleared his throat before speaking again. "I was hoping to go down by the lake by the SpringClan border? Is that a place you guys frequent?" he added, now with amusement in his tone. That was the dumbest question I could've asked. —Leggy 17:39, September 14, 2017 (UTC)
Chervilclaw was about to speak to her new apprentice when the sound of heavy paws barreled towards her. She managed to sidestep her excited sister. "Oh look! You get to mentor Waspstar's kit. Lucky!" The high-strung she-cat exclaimed pushing forward to the smaller cat. Littleclaw snorted. "Your a mouse-brain Reedfeather!" The tabby stated matter-of-factly.
Reedfeather turned to her brother batting at his ears. "Not as mouse-brained as you are." She retorted with snort. "Besides I think its best I don't have an apprentice that way I can still do as I please without responsibilities." My name is Lord Voldemort 17:42, September 14, 2017 (UTC)
"Nah, not creepy at all. I'm used to having eyes on me, since I'm easily the hottest she-cat in the Clan," Cherrynose said, flicking an ear. She watched Yarrowstorm stumble over his words with amusement. "Easy there, don't choke on your words. I'd love to go hunting. I'm itching to sink my teeth into some fish. Not very many cats in SummerClan like fish, but I find them to be the best prey we've got in our territory. Can you fish? Whatever, if you can't, I'll teach you. It's easy enough," she said, still watching to bicolour tom. "You just watch the fish, hook your paw, then, quick as lightning, you scoop that fishy out of the water and snap its neck before it flops away!" she said, demonstrating with a leaf. "Well then, 'stormy, let's get moving." — ferk was here 17:48, 09/14/2017
Yarrowstorm flattened his ears, snickering a little at the tortoiseshell. "Fishing was what I was planning on doing," he meowed, watching her little demonstration. "That's cute, but I grew up in a fishing-based clowder, so if anyone needs the teaching, it'll be you," he added with a sly purr, flicking her with his tail tip. "I would've joined SplashClan, but the whole dual-leader thing weirded me out a little bit," he explained as he began to lead her out of camp. —Leggy 17:56, September 14, 2017 (UTC)
"Oh! Well then, you'll have to teach me to fish like pro, then, Yarrowstorm," Cherrynose meowed, flattening her ears a bit. She definitely didn't suspect that he was a fisher. The tortoiseshell flicked him back, "What's living outside the Clans like?"
Pinewhisker rolled his eyes as he picked the fleas off of the elders. Why couldn't the apprentices do it? It was a traditional apprentice duty, after all. He grunted as the elder he was working on rolled over to reveal even more ticks in their fur. Yeah, yeah, they served us for a long time so we should respect them... But come on, why can't you clean your own ticks, you lazy bag of bones?! he thought to himself. — ferk was here 18:07, 09/14/2017
Sumacshade had no clue what to do with his apprentice, so he approached one of the newly named mentors closest to him, Chervilclaw. "Hey," he meowed, flicking his tail to Darkpaw. "Uh, what do I do with him?" ~Patchfeather~ 18:29, September 14, 2017 (UTC)
"Oh, I mean, it really depends," Yarrowstorm replied, slowing his pace down to a saunter as they worked their way to the lake. "I was in a pretty big clowder for a while, out by the ocean. It was kind of similar to a clan, in that there's leaders, but it's a lot of family. Sometimes if two cats hooked up and both of their respective clowders wanted the kittens, they'd merge. My parents were the leaders of ours, and I was "heir" so to speak," he explained, swaying his tail gently as he walked. "Outside of the clowders, it's a little scary. Food is guaranteed and everyone wants to fight you." He glanced at Cheerynose, flattening his ears. "What was growing up here like?" —Leggy 19:32, September 14, 2017 (UTC)
"The Clans always have some sort of tension between them," Cherrynose began. "With us, we're so close to the city, with only SplashClan and SpringClan for other bordering major powers, we don't have as much turmoil as, say, SpringClan does, since they share borders with SplashClan, SummerClan, WinterClan and AutumnClan. So I'd say, compared to other Clans, ForestClan is kinda laid back. Now, as a kit, we learn about the other Clans, about StarClan and the Dark Forest, the two places you could go when you die. Up until you're six moons old, you're confined to camp, so you don't get eaten by bigger animals. As apprentices, we learn how to hunt, fight, and care for one another," Cherrynose explained.
She stopped talking, matching her pace with Yarrowstorm's, careful not to let her fur brush against his. She continues, "I'd say Clan life is a lot easier than living in clowders. The leader and deputy are almost always unrelated; and, thanks to StarClan, leaders get a set of nine lives, each of them used to protect the Clan. Warriors provide for the Clan before they eat, if they were on hunting patrol. Queens, kits, and elders get food first, then the rest of us," she meowed. "Sorry, newbie, and I loading too much on you at once?" — ferk was here 19:49, 09/14/2017
Yarrowstorm listened intently, paying more attention to how close they were, rather than what she was actually saying. However, after he realized she was attempting to prevent them from brushing fur, he zoned back into the conversation, picking up the last few bits about StarClan. Yarrowstorm snickered. "Ah, so that's the StarClan everyone keeps mentioning. Do you guys actually believe in that kind of stuff?" he asked, super amused. "If anything, I hope I'm gone for good once I'm dead." —Leggy 20:26, September 14, 2017 (UTC)
"Yeah, I do. It's what I was taught to believe in, and I know it's real. Besides, someone this hot can't be gone forever!" Cherrynose purred. "It's been said that if you don't believe in StarClan or the Dark Forest, you don't end up there. Gone for good. I think I remember hearing that you can even be killed a second time; if you're killed in StarClan or the Dark Forest, you disappear. Like, into some void or whatever," the tortoiseshell said. She looked over at Yarrowstorm, now allowing herself to drift closer to him. "We should get to the lake in a few minutes. Wanna race the rest of the way?" she challenged, lashing her tail, a playful fire in her eyes. — ferk was here 20:51, 09/14/2017
Icecloud lay inside the Eldes' den. Pinewhisker had come in and graciously cleaned the ticks from her old body. The former medicine cat flicked her ears at her successor. "Do you need help, Pinewhisker?" She asked. She was offly bored and could use something to do.
Chervilclaw cast the lilac warrior a glance. "If you don't know how to train an apprentice why did you accept being hid mentor?" The white warrior asked, a polite but annoyed edge to her tone. "Surely you wouldn't do it fot the glory." She flicked her tail facing him, her siblings stepping off to the side. "In case you weren't aware these are Waspstar's children. Your suppose to teach him all you know about the Warrior Code and hunting/fighting." My name is Lord Voldemort 21:40, September 14, 2017 (UTC)
"Of course I'd do it for the glory," Sumacshade snorted. "Okay, hunting and fighting!" he grinned at himself, starting to think this could be fun, teaching a cat everything he knew. Maybe Darkpaw'll be one of the few smart cats in this Clan! ~Patchfeather~ 21:53, September 14, 2017 (UTC)
Rainingflame let out a small groan as Shadowstorm entered camp, a flower clamped in his jaws. His eyes darted around frantically, gaze gliding over the numerous colorful pelts until they settled on the silver colt of his cousin, Rainingflame. He was ridiculous, probably the gentlest and most immature cat in the entire Clan. Likely the most scatter-brained as well. With a jolly prance, he glided over to his cousin with a wide and sweet grin. "Shadowstorm, you mouse-brain! You were out hunting for prey, not flowers."Silverstar 22:08, September 14, 2017 (UTC)
Chervilclaw cast her icy green eyes on him. "Glory? Do you not know the Warrior Code?" She snapped, she could sense the Clan listening now. She didn't care, any cat who didn't respect the Warrior Code shouldn't be here. My name is Lord Voldemort 16:44, September 15, 2017 (UTC)
"I know the warrior code," Sumacshade said, staring intently at her with an icy glare, glittering with a challenge, with his head held high. "I just choose not to let it run me." ~Patchfeather~ 16:53, September 15, 2017 (UTC)
"Its apart of our culture." She said standing tall. "We must follow its rules. Besides if you can't train an apprentice I'm sure Waspstar can find someone so much more better than your bee-brained self." My name is Lord Voldemort 16:56, September 15, 2017 (UTC)
"Hahaa... really, we must follow it?" Sumacshade took a threatening step closer to the white she-cat. "'Cause I've been fine all my life without it." He retreated a pace and lashed his tail defiantly. "And I can train my apprentice; I will train," he glared around the crowd of watching cats. "Darkpaw'll be a great warrior, better than any of you drama queens." ~Patchfeather~ 17:31, September 15, 2017 (UTC)
Chervilclaw rolled her eyes. If a being a drama queen was following the code then so be it. She turned awat beckoning to her apprentice. "You can go make your nest." My name is Lord Voldemort 18:03, September 15, 2017 (UTC)
Snorting and a satisfied grin, Sumacshade made his way back over to Darkpaw, his head and tail held high and proud. "I'll make you into the best warrior you possibly can," he promised the young cat. Better than anyone. "Go make your nest, then I'll show you some battle moves." ~Patchfeather~ 19:45, September 15, 2017 (UTC)
Yarrowstorm snickered. "Well, while you party up there, remember me when I go 'poof'", he chimed in, nodding when she suggested a race. "I'll have to warn you though, I come from vast moors to the east, where all we do is run every day, all day. I am the best runner in the land," he boasted mockingly, matching her pace. As they neared the lake, he took advantage of his longer legs and sped ahead of her, running straight into it and diving into the water. —Leggy 01:24, September 17, 2017 (UTC)
"Oh, I will, pretty boy," Cherrynose said, nudging him as they walked. When he raced ahead, she darted forward, trying to catch up to him. "I thought you said you came from a fishing clowder!" she shouted ahead. She raced to the top of the hill at the edge of the lake's beach, then down onto the sand. "Woah! I can't swim like you, fishbrain!" she laughed when the tom surfaced. "You look funny. Like a drowned rat." — ferk was here 01:49, 09/17/2017
Reedfeather said goodbye to her siblings and headed for a lone hunt. She brushed past Ravenflight.
Ravenflight looked up when Reedfeather brushed past him and he struggled to find something to say. Should he ask her if he could join? But what if she gets annoyed? ~Patchfeather~ 14:25, September 17, 2017 (UTC)
Reedfeather trotted towards the exit feeling a gaze on her she turned her narrowed eyes on Ravenflight. "Well are you coming or are you just gonna stare?" She asked sniffing.
"Oh we're going to go watch the sunset. Then maybe fall in love over a moonlit lake." She snorted at her remark and picked up her pace. (So sasst this one) But I am the Chosen One 15:20, September 17, 2017 (UTC)
Ravenflight padded lightly after her and laughed quietly, before becoming alert by the sound of a falling leaf and glancing around with spiky fur. He realized, with relief, it was just a leaf. ~Patchfeather~ 15:28, September 17, 2017 (UTC)
Yarrowstorm laughed, spitting water from his mouth. "Me? A drowned rat? I hardly think so," he purred, climbing onto the shore and shaking out his pelt next to Cherrynose. "If anyone looks like one now, I think it's you," he teased, pressing his wet fur up against her. —Leggy 20:03, September 18, 2017 (UTC)
Reedfeather skipped ahead as they came to AutumnClan border. Man was Ravenflight in for a treat! "Follow me!" She said bounding into city territory. She scented the air, she had made a few friends here - kittypets but still friends. She came to an open backyard where a fat tortoiseshell was grooming her pelt. "Reedfeather!" The kittyper exclaimed hobbling forward. The tabby warrior bolted to the tortoiseshell. "Risa!" She exclaimed and touched noses with her. Rida had asked Reedfeather if she could possibly join, only due to wanting to keep the kits she sas expecting. "I brought a friend along but he must be lagging." Risa sat down, purring deeply. The SummerClan warrior stepped into the alleyway. "Come on flea-pelt! Your being slow!" She hollered at the tom. But I am the Chosen One 20:18, September 18, 2017 (UTC)
"Uh, Reedfeather, we're in Twolegplace. This doesn't seem like a good idea," Ravenflight called after Reedfeather before she disappeared from his sight. Ravenflight moved very slow, jumping at the new sounds and scents, before scampering quickly in Reedfeather's trail. He spotted her in a yard with a tortoiseshell and stopped, panting. ~Patchfeather~ 20:35, September 18, 2017 (UTC)
Reedfeather rolled her eyes. "Don't be such a scaredy-mouse!" She said before went back to her friend. "Did you decide yet?" She asked Risa seriously. The tortoiseshell shifted awkwardly. "I- yeah.. I wanna join SummerClan but..only because they'll give my kits away. M-maybe I'll have a better life there." Reedfeather's eyes lit up. "Oh goodie!" She could barely stay still dancing on her feet. "We should go then!" Risa nodded. "W-will your leader - Waspstar - will I be accepted?" A snort came from the tabby warrior. "Well duh! Let's go!" She nudged the pregnant molly towads the alleyway. "Don't worry, Ravenflight and I will protect you." But I am the Chosen One 20:47, September 18, 2017 (UTC)
Well, I guess this is an interesting hunt, Ravenflight thought, standing next to the queen on one side, at Reedfeather's words. He felt overwhelmed by everything going on. "What's your name?" he asked in a kind voice to the queen. ~Patchfeather~ 20:53, September 18, 2017 (UTC)
"Risa," she said in a soft, more motherly tone. Despite it being her first litter, she wa a very kind cat who wouldn't harm anyone. Reedfeather, at times, stayed by her friend then would dart ahead before coming back. But I am the Chosen One 21:01, September 18, 2017 (UTC)
"That's a nice name," Ravenflight purred, already feeling more comfortable around this cat. She seemed nice so far. "My name is Ravenflight. So you're joining SummerClan?" ~Patchfeather~ 21:05, September 18, 2017 (UTC)
The tortoiseshell purred lowly, it rumbled through her chest vibrating her pelt slightly. At one point when Reedfeather had disappeared she looked at the predominately black tom. "You like her?" But I am the Chosen One 21:19, September 18, 2017 (UTC)
"No sweetie, you "like" her." She nudged him expectantly. "She can most likely tell." The tortoiseshell stated. "Reedfeather isn't daft and neither are you." But I am the Chosen One 23:50, September 18, 2017 (UTC)
"Hey! Watch it, bud!" Cherrynose squeaked, surprised by the tom's wet, yet warm fur against her own. "So, are you gonna teach me how to swim or not, fishface?" she asked, not pulling away from the tom's side. "Or are we gonna sit here and hope the fish offer to do it?" — ferk was here 00:54, 09/19/2017
Yarrowstorm paused, allowing a playful smirk to spread on his face. "The best way to learn is through exposure," he murmured into her ear. He only gave Cherrynose a second to think about what he could mean before he grabbed her scruff and dragged her into the water with him. —Leggy 01:12, September 19, 2017 (UTC)
"What are you doing, you crazy tom!?" Cherrynose yelped. As the tom dragged her into the water, she sucked in a breath of air. When they surfaced, she splashed him in the face. "You moron! What if I couldn't swim at all?" she asked, shivering. For good measure, she splashed him again. "I don't know how far out I can go, and I've never actually swam underwater," the tortoiseshell admitted. "And it's going to take DAYS for me to get this smell out of my fur. I'm gonna smell like you, Yarrowstorm. Gross!" she teased. She realized she could still reach the lakebed and stopped treading. She waded closer to Yarrowstorm and pushed on his shoulder with her head. "Since you effectively scared all the fish away by dragging me in here kicking and screaming, you might as well help me grow scales like you. Maybe I should call you Troutface," she laughed. — ferk was here 01:27, 09/19/2017
"Oh... um..." Ravenflight turned his face away from Risa when his pelt grew hot with embarrassment. He did have a crush on Reedfeather, could she really tell? ~Patchfeather~ 02:32, September 19, 2017 (UTC)
"You like her and she needs someone that's going to be there despite her adventurous and troublesome ways. Just give it some time and when you tell her I know she won't resist." The tortoiseshell murmured as she caught sight of Reedfeather's tabby pelt. But I am the Chosen One 12:21, September 19, 2017 (UTC)
Risa nodded and gave Ravenflight a knowing look. "We'll be at the camp in a few minutes," the ginger tabby announced, she gave the white on her chest a quick lick before darting ahead and straight into camp, practically like she owned the place. But I am the Chosen One 10:48, September 20, 2017 (UTC)
Yarrowstorm purred, spitting water from his face and giving her a cheeky look. "Well I would have saved you, of course," he crooned, snickering as she continued to lecture him. "Ah, I'll have to admit, Troutface has a nice ring to it...I'll name one of my kits Troutkit someday, to commemorate this moment," he teased, nudging her forehead with his muzzle. Looking around, there were definitely no fish anymore. "Well, since we can't hunt, let's go dry off and return to camp, like the horrible hunters we seem to be," Yarrowstorm added, flicking some water with his tail to splash Cherrynose. —Leggy 01:19, September 21, 2017 (UTC)
Tigersplash sat inside the warriors den alone, grooming his paws gently with a simple rasping of his sharp tongue. His dark amber gaze peered to the outside of the den, and he immediately rose to his paws once he saw movement from across the camp. Aviax (talk) 01:41, October 7, 2017 (UTC)
Anttail sat in camp talking with his brother and sister-in-law. He was excited for the couple as he heard that Morningcloud was expecting their first litter. The black tom nudged his brother playfully, "You're a real hotshot you know that? Better be careful otherwise I'm gonna be the uncle to a whole Clan," he said in a teasing tone. Magpiefang softly whacked his brother over the head when he heard Morningcloud laugh as he replied, "Shut up man, I'm not that bad!" This left the young warriors laughing over themselves. Magpiefang silently commented to himself that his brother was looking much happier at the prospect of becoming an uncle. He really needed something like this, the black and white tom thought as he knew his 'older' brother often thought about their parents. ╾ cooper In the shadow of your heart 20:35 8 Oct 2017
Chervilclaw sniffed as she lurched forward seperaring from her siblings summomimg her apprentice quickly before heading towards camp. "Alright, so here's a brief go down of the next few hours. Since its almost dark I'm going to give you a tour if the territory then teach you a bit about hunting. After that we'll come back."
Risa was a bit uncomfortable walking amidst a bunch of feral cats, she was afterall to the a "lazy" Kittypet. The queen hobbled after her friend hesd bowed. But I am the Chosen One 11:58, October 13, 2017 (UTC)