Burningflame flinched in surprise as a cat bumped into her. The small white she-cat turned with her green eyes round to see Clearsky. "Oh, hi....W-Well, nothing, sadly..." She responded with a small frown, shaking her head slowly.---- Ivorypaw sat outside of the apprentice's den to catch some rays, flexing a claw while he stared at it blankly.Silverstar 00:51, April 1, 2015 (UTC)
Oh, there's someone! Nettlepaw bounded up to Ivorypaw, before bowing low in a play-crouch. "Hey! Wanna play! My bros being a huge lame and refusing to get up! And I'm so bored!" What they say is true. Death does wear blue 00:54, April 1, 2015 (UTC)
Ivorypaw blinked at this playful cat with round eyes. Who, where did this she-cat come from?! "Um...Aren't I a little old to play...? - Ah whatever, fine, what do you want to play?" The silver tom crouched down low, pinning his ears against his skull. Whatever, at least he could practice some of his battle moves, it was better than nothing.Silverstar 00:56, April 1, 2015 (UTC)
"Yeah, same," Clearsky said. She wondered if she should tell Burningflame about Starblast, since the she-cat at one time was in the same boat as her. "uh... Hey... Um... Can I... Can I ask you something?" she asked, voice nervous. Rainy is da... BANANA QUEEN! 00:57, April 1, 2015 (UTC)
"We can practice battle things! Yes, oh yes! Come on!" Nettlepaw wiggled her rump, preparing to pounce on the tom before she finished speaking. Well then, someone was a little eager. What they say is true. Death does wear blue 01:00, April 1, 2015 (UTC)
Burningflame nodded calmly. "Of course, I've been dying to talk to someone anyways."---- Ivorypaw blinked in confusion at this young cat's eagerness. He was still young, but he was never this eager, not even as a kit. The silver tom leaped forward, reaching out with his front paws to knock Nettlepaw over.Silverstar 01:03, April 1, 2015 (UTC)
Smokestorm padded out of the warriors' den and sniffed the air. It was still early, there was definitely time for a hunt. He let his gaze wander around the camp, seeking out a cat that could possibly want to go hunting with him. "Hornetnose!" He padded over to the ginger tabby tom, who seemed to be standing around and not really doing much of anything - at least, that's what it looked like. "Do you want to go hunting with me? I don't have anything better to do, and you seem bored." —01:06, April 1, 2015 (UTC)
Hornetnose blinked slowly. "Hm? Oh sure, Snakestorm!" he chirped, his tail fluffing up as a warrior snorted behind him. He stepped carefully around the nests. "It's been a while since I've been out. A few days at least. Should we... Should we gather more cats, or just me and you?" — nervousbreakdance 01:11, 04/1/2015
The silver tabby pretty much flipped in the air, landing heavily on her back. Not that it stopped her, of course. Within moments, she was back up, bouncing. "That was cool! Again, do it again! Again again again!" What they say is true. Death does wear blue 01:14, April 1, 2015 (UTC)
Ivorypaw's eyes grew round. Whoa, did he really do that?! Ok, maybe Nettlepaw seemed a little dramatic, but he had some real power!! With a little growl, Ivorypaw wiggled his haunches before leaping at Nettlepaw again, his paws outstretched as he hoped for the same results.Silverstar 02:27, April 1, 2015 (UTC)
Yay! Nettlepaw let herself get flipped on purpose, purring loudly. She wasn't the best at fighting, clearly, but that was so fun! Her brother couldn't that, that was for sure! "You're so cool, Ivorypaw! Almost as cool as me, I mean-" What they say is true. Death does wear blue 02:34, April 1, 2015 (UTC)
"You're pretty rad too, Nettlepaw." Ivorypaw responded, puffing his chest out proudly. "Now what do you want me to do?" The silver tom asked, lowering himself into his hunter's crouch.Silverstar 02:37, April 1, 2015 (UTC)
Clearsky looked at the apprentices for a moment, trying to calm down. She took a calming breath before looking at Burningflame. "A tomcat from AutumnClan... Starblast... he's... he's asked to meet me tonight and I-I don't know what to do," she said quietly so only the white she-cat with green eyes could hear her. Rainy is da... BANANA QUEEN! 03:10, April 1, 2015 (UTC)
Burningflame shifted uneasily, casting Clearsky an uncertain glance. "...Personally, I don't think you should go. Trust me, raising kits all by yourself is very difficult, you need a mate in your own Clan. I lost two kits, and my only son is well...he's Cranepaw, a cat who hates just about anything that breaths. Again, this is just from my experience, and it's my opinion."Silverstar 03:13, April 1, 2015 (UTC)
"I know... It's just that... It's weird..." She paused for a moment before sighing. "I've never been considered pretty before and... He did call me pretty... I don't know, I'm being a kit here," she said, shaking her head. "You're right. It'd be stupid to go any way. I don't think I'd be able to handle taking care of kits alone, and I don't know many males around here who would jump at the opportunity of being their father." Rainy is da... BANANA QUEEN! 03:19, April 1, 2015 (UTC)
Burningflame nodded, wrapping her tail tightly around her paws. "You are pretty, Clearsky, but he's simply stating that now to try and win you over and get what he wants. Don't fall for tricks." The white she-cat meowed, craning her neck to lap at her fluffed shoulder-fur.Silverstar 03:21, April 1, 2015 (UTC)
"Yeah, of course... Thank you, Burningflame," Clearsky said, bowing her head slightly. "You're like a sister to me, you know. A very helpful sister, and I appreciate that greatly." She looked around for a moment before getting to her paws. "I'm going to go take a nap or something," she said, walking to the warriors den and curling up in her nest. However, she didn't fall asleep, she simply stared at the entrance for a long while before looking away, deciding to just lay there for awhile. Rainy is da... BANANA QUEEN! 03:24, April 1, 2015 (UTC)
Burningflame gave Clearsky a small smile and nod before rising to her paws and padding off to the other side of camp to try and check up with her son. She was intercepted by Flaringflame, the ginger tom's eyes warm and soft. "Hey Burny...I'm sorry I haven't talked with you in awhile."Silverstar 03:26, April 1, 2015 (UTC)
Sharppaw ran out of camp, followed by Troutpaw and Ragwortpaw. As usual, Troutpaw quickly charged in front of the dark brown tabby, while Ragwortpaw brought up the rear like always.Meerkatpaw (talk) 07:12, April 1, 2015 (UTC)
"It's Smokestorm," Smokestorm muttered lowly. "We don't need any other cats, let's just go." His feelings were a bit hurt - it seemed like the ginger tabby had gotten his name wrong on purpose, just to spite or insult him. —10:36, April 1, 2015 (UTC)
Risingpaw looked around calmly. Wolfpaw had just entered the camp looking triumphant. What's he been up to? She thought. Risingpaw bored asked if Frostleaf would like to talk.— Mel Pray For Peace 11:37, April 1, 2015 (UTC)
"How have you been Risingpaw?" Frostleaf watched her mate wander off towards his sister, causing Frostleaf to think of her deceased brother. Her heart ached for a moment, before returning her gaze to Risingpaw. This means WAR 15:06, April 1, 2015 (UTC)
Cranepaw exited camp to have a lesson with Honeydapple.---- Burningflame watched her son leave, shifting uneasily. Flaringflame blinked at his sister in confusion. "What's wrong?"---- Rainingflame calmly sunned herself, purring quietly.Silverstar 17:07, April 1, 2015 (UTC)
Frostleaf let out a soft sigh, dismissing herself from Risingpaw as she headed out of camp. The she-cat wandered a bit before stopping by her brother grave. The she-cat sat down, wrapping her slim tail around her white paws. She sniffled a bit before speaking. "I miss you Gatorjaw.. So many things have happened since you've died.. So many things I would want you here for. Me and Flaringflame are mates now.. I wish you were here to comfort Burningflame. It was my fault.." This means WAR 17:50, April 1, 2015 (UTC)
Burningflame flattened her ears. "I'm just a little worried about Cranepaw. As a kit, he was so attached and lovable, but now...He's cold, like, very cold." The white molly responded to her brother, who gave his sister a concerned frown.Silverstar 17:52, April 1, 2015 (UTC)
Frostleaf began to sob quietly, her head hung low as she thought of her brother, and what she could of done to save him. If I wasn't so harsh.. If I didn't push him away.. If him and Burningflame ended up together.. He would still be here! Frostleaf did her best to pull herself together. The she-cat straightened her posture, trying to make it less obvious that she was crying incase anyone came around. This means WAR 17:59, April 1, 2015 (UTC)
Rainingflame eventually rose to her paws, letting out a yawn as she decided it was time to head out for a quick hunt. Her tail held high, the silver tabby exited camp at a quick pace.Silverstar 18:06, April 1, 2015 (UTC)
Frostleaf sniffled once more, before standing up, her tail swayed back and forth as she gazed down at the grave for a few more seconds. The she-cat let out a sigh, looking around for any sign of life. Might as well hunt... This means WAR 18:09, April 1, 2015 (UTC)
Risingpaw watched the camp entrance for her friend. When she didn't come back she decided to head out. Oh mother! If only you were here! She fluffed her smoke black pelt and rose leaving the camp. Maybe becoming a loner will help me? Or at least be named a warrior then come back. She thought. Clan life was so complicated now. Pikepelt, Chervilclaw, Falconpaw, and Raggedpelt are dead. Spotting a tom she called out to him. "Can I help you?" She was alert but also curious in this handsome tom. "I'm Gasper." Risingpaw stared calmly at Gasper. "Nice to meet you Gasper I'm Risingpaw." The tom nodded and licked his shoulder. "Your a very pretty she-cat." He murmured. Well he's quite the flirter. Although she was young the young soon-to-be warrior wanted kits. "Why don't you stay for a while." She said. When he agreed she led him into camp calling for Magpiestar. "Magpiestar Gasper would like to join. Also, my warrior ceremony is moons past as I'm almost thirty moons old." She said to her leader. "As is Ivorypaw."— Mel Pray For Peace 23:50, April 1, 2015 (UTC)
Clearsky woke up from her nap, looking around. I only wish I could warn Starblast so he didn't wait all night for me to not show up... she thought hopelessly. She then set her head down on her paws, realizing she had actually fallen asleep. Didn't even notice she thought to herself. She sighed and got to her paws, stretching. I should go do something. People might need me. Rainy is da... BANANA QUEEN! 02:17, April 2, 2015 (UTC)
Magpiestar had been sleeping peacefully, something he hadn't been able to do in a while. Namely because of Spiderstorm and her recent training sessions, one of which had taken a life of his. Although, to be fair I did slip up that move. He screwed his eyes shut when he heard someone call him, and vaguely made out the words 'warrior ceremony'. That's right, he'd forgotten. Oh StarClan... The large black and white leader got to his paws and exited his den, kinda ignoring the apprentice and the strange cat. A bad move on his part, but he was in the zone to make some apprentices warriors. "Cats of SummerClan, gather beneath highrock to hear my words."
He waited for the Clan to gather before continuing. "Today, we shall greet seven new warriors amongst us. Will Stormpaw, Risingpaw, Wolfpaw, Chubpaw, Acornpaw, Swiftpaw and Ivorypaw step forward?" Magpiestar waited for the named cats to step forward. He then went ahead and did the ceremony, naming them the following; Stormwhisker, Risingfern, Wolfflame, Chubfoot, Acorntail, Swiftstorm and Ivoryflame. The leader, still sleepy gave a harsh glare towards the newly named Risingfern, and her 'friend'. "If I were you, escort him of SummerClan territory, and if he reappears in a day or so, he can join. But for now, I'd like to return to my den. In peace."
With a lash of his tail, Magpiestar left the newly named warrior and headed back to his den, the lichen dragging over his back. He plopped down in his nest, and waited for sleep to once again take him. — — #chicks =trouble Thu Apr 2 08:09
Stormpaw-wait-Stormwhisker was going to jump off the rock like at his apprentice ceremony, but he decided to walk down instead. I'm a warrior now, he said. I can't just go jumping off of things. Owleye watched his former apprentice after his ceremony, and went up to congratulate him. "You were a good apprentice," he said. "Be ready for your vigil tonight." Owleye chuckled. Stormwhisker looked up. "My vigil? Oh yeah! That'll be fun." Stormwhisker snorted, as he headed off to the warriors den for the first time. ♎ giaria time on my side 11:45 Thu Apr 2
Risingfern nodded and escorted Gasper out of SummerClan. "I'm sure he will let you join some other time he's just stressed." The newly named warrior said. Her green eyes patient. Gasper seemed understanding. "Of course. I will be back later." He said. Although his only reason to be there was to mate with Risingfern. She'll never mate with me if I tell her my reputation.
Frostleaf was resting out by a some shade, her tail curled around her light pink nose. She shifted slowly, her amber eyes flickered open for a few seconds, before picking her head up lazily, yawning loudly. The she-cat stretched while she searched the camp, spotting Risingfern, she smiled, standing up to go greet the new warrior. "So, how does it feel to be a warrior." This means WAR 12:06, April 2, 2015 (UTC)
"Good although it feels the same. I just don't think I fit in with the others ya know. I was born SpringClan but I was given to Magpiestar by my fat-Midnight."— Mel Pray For Peace 13:36, April 2, 2015 (UTC)
Cranepaw twitched his tail tip as he listened to Honeydapple's lesson. The SpringClan medicine cat was annoying in his opinion, but then again, just about everyone annoyed him. "So, chew it into a poultice?" Honeydapple nodded in response before motioning to the next herb. "That's...Fennel, correct?"Silverstar 17:02, April 2, 2015 (UTC)
!!!!! He was a warrior! Nettlepaw bounded around Ivoryflame, chanting his name, long after the ceremony was over. They might not of talked much, but Nettlepaw considered the older tom her friend. Ah, so cool! Maybe he'd be able to show that other little clique what for!
Her, jealous because she thought she was 'too young' to be in the gay squad? No. Never. What they say is true. Death does wear blue 00:05, April 3, 2015 (UTC)
Ivoryflame puffed his chest out slightly to show his pride, but grew confused and deflated himself as Nettlepaw pranced around him. Que pasa? Did she like, need something? Friends? Uncertain of what to do, the newly made warrior shifted slightly before muttering, "uh, thanks? Do you want to see more moves or something...?"Silverstar 00:44, April 3, 2015 (UTC)
"Hmm..Nope! You're just cool!" Nettlepaw replied, stopping her prancing as she noticed his shift in demeanor. Uh, whoops? She shook her head. "I can go and bug someone else if you want. I mean, I need to show some of the other cats how totally rad I am!" What they say is true. Death does wear blue 00:51, April 3, 2015 (UTC)
Cool? Well... Ivoryflame shook his head before stepping in front of the apprentice with a hesitant smile. "O-Oh, no, you don't have to leave...I could, erm, help you go prove how rad you are?"Silverstar 00:54, April 3, 2015 (UTC)
"You want to help? Cool. Just watch this." She scanned the camp, dropping into a hunters crouch, looking for a target. Hm, yes. That ginger tom- Harefoot, was it? He'd do nicely. She looked back to Ivoryflame, grinning. "I'm going to flip him. Just watch."
With that, she was off, stalking Harefoot until she was close enough to latch onto his tail. Sorry, kiddo, you can't suplex the warrior. It doesn't work that way. What they say is true. Death does wear blue 01:06, April 3, 2015 (UTC)
Harefoot was away from Risingfern and Sootfeather when he felt something get on his tail. What the...?? He turned to see a small apprentice, no older than six or seven moons, at most, clinging on to his tail. Was she trying to lift him or something? Probably. But since she was so skinny, she stood no chance at lifting the young warrior. Nettlepaw was a noodle, while Harefoot was 'the fucking strong', according to 3 reliable sources, aka the original groupmates.
"Get off! Do you want a fight?!" he hissed, trying to lift the apprentice off of his tail. Good StarClan, now his supporters were getting physical. How long would it be before he was getting challenged to duels? Sent on dangerous as hell patrols? Dealing with a kid like Nettlepaw would be no problem.
"Listen, kid," he told Nettlepaw, "I have to go right now. Can't you just leave me alone?" Sheesh, Nettlepaw, you picked the wrong time and the wrong place to try and suplex Harefoot. Bbunlegs 01:22, April 3, 2015 (UTC)
Did she want a fight?! Heck yeah she wanted a fight! Eyes narrowed and back arched, the apprentice let out a playful growl. "A fight! If you want one, you got one!"
She could take him! Who cared if he was the fucking stronk, she was better, clearly. She was better because she was..Uh. She just was. The best, that's her.
"Put 'em up! I'll take you on!" What they say is true. Death does wear blue 01:28, April 3, 2015 (UTC)
Risingfern turned to see Harefoot. "Please youngen you won't beat him/her. As being trained by Magpiestar!" Risingfern snorted at the apprentice. Her green eyes gazing at the apprentice. "Forget it kid!" She said sitting to watch.— Mel Pray For Peace 01:55, April 3, 2015 (UTC)
[this was done permissibly] "If you say so...." This was it, a grown-ass cat was going to take on a tiny apprentice, and claim the glory. Harefoot crouched down and within a few seconds leaped at Nettlepaw. He had her pinned down, squirming beneath his paws, and he lifted one paw, and struck her face. Feeling like that wasn't satisfying enough, he shifted his position, and sat down on Nettlepaw's body. This was the second greatest thing to happen in the last day or so - the first being his warrior ceremony, of course.
"Do you give up now? I can go on as long as it needs tooo!" he taunted the apprentice. Seriously, messing with her was so much fun, since she was just a small weenie. If she wanted more, then he'd just lift her next. Bbunlegs 01:56, April 3, 2015 (UTC)
Wait, what?! She'd been about to sass Risingfern, but then she was on the floor with a sore face and a rather heavy cat sitting on her. That wasn't fair, she hadn't even done anything! Rude!!!
The apprentice continued to struggle, trying to get out from under Harefoot. "Nuh! I'm not giving up! I'm not a huge lame like you are!"
Child please. What they say is true. Death does wear blue 02:02, April 3, 2015 (UTC)
(tl;dr; u posted) "Say. That. Again." How dare some newb come in and call him lame, like they knew him throughout all of his life?! He got up, and was trying to get her off the ground. HE WOULD LIFT THIS CAT and he would get her on his back, to lift her that way. The tiny cat would be easy work, and she would be owned by the time he was finished with her. He just had to keep moving fast enough to beat the crap out of the cat in order to teach her a lesson.
"Eat my ass, wormcat!" If she still persisted, perhaps she'd get a taste of some dirt herself - shove her fave into the ground, and fill it with some earth. Yeah, that'd totally teach her a lesson. No cat could surpass Harefoot's coolness levels, at least when he was around. Otherwise, they pretty much wrote their own death sentence! Bbunlegs 02:11, April 3, 2015 (UTC)
Yeah, lifting her wasn't hard. Not that she was going to act like that was the truth. Nope, still stubborn, still eager to prove to this cat that she was super rad. She was totally cool enough to deal with this!
Uh. Give her a moment. She just had to figure out what to say. Maybe she'd be smart and back down so she wouldn't get her face shoved into the dirt-
"You heard me! I called you lame! A huge lame, even! Lamer than my bro, and he's the ultra lame!"
Never mind. Happy birthday to THE GROUND. What they say is true. Death does wear blue 02:18, April 3, 2015 (UTC)
Risingfern laughed. She's gonnaget pummeled! Risingfern snickered. "Ha! Lame? Like you?" Risingfern scoffed softly.
Clearsky looked around, her paws itching to go out and explore a bit. "I'm going to go for a walk," she said to whomever might of been around. "If... I'm not back within, say... 15 minutes ('cuz icr if they use other measurements over the placement of the moon), send out Burningflame or something." She then got to her paws, padding out of camp. Rainy is da... BANANA QUEEN! 02:52, April 3, 2015 (UTC)
No words needed to be said, probably because narrator number 3 already said them above. Harefoot thrust Nettlepaw off of his back, and stepped on her head, trying to push her down so her face would be smushed in the ground. Fill her mouth with some soil, and that'd probably teach her a lesson. Nettlepaw had the audacity to make fun of him, get lifted, get beat up, and still didn't give up.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE GROUND . There she is, eating dirt. Absolutely incredible. So much for proving how cool she was, right? Wanted to prove she was rad enough to join the gay squad, but this hadn't ended up in her favor. She continued to hiss and spit, starting to cough as she actually swallowed some of the soil. What they say is true. Death does wear blue 03:17, April 3, 2015 (UTC)
Clearsky padded along the border before spotting the familiar silver Bengal tomcat from AutumnClan. "Go home, Starblast," she said, not daring to meet his eyes. -- Starblast looked at the she-cat, almost angered. She turned me down?! He kept a calm composure and played the heartbroken tomcat. "But Clearsky! Don't go, please! You... You're beautiful!" -- Clearsky turned to look at him, her blue eyes almost flaring. "I said to go. I don't want to get stuck with kits and no father for them. I don't know many cats in my clan, but I certainly won't join AutumnClan so they can have a father." -- "I... I care for you!" Starblast said, almost yowling. Come on you stupid she-cat... he thought in exasperation. -- "You just want to ruin my life," Clearsky said, stating the obvious. -- "Please... I can't lose you..." he said, putting on a saddened look. -- The white she-cat stared at him for a moment before taking a tentative step towards him. He almost seemed to brighten up before she stopped dead in her tracks. "I won't let my life get ruined over a tomcat who acts like he cares. Burningflame warned me, and I will follow her advice." She turned on her paws and started walking away. -- "Clearsky!" he shouted. Dammit, I'll have to say it, he thought in exasperation. "I love you!" -- Clearsky stopped for a moment, almost wanting to turn around. Do it, I dare you, said a voice in her head, sounding much like her mother. You're too weak to do it, to do anything. You're just a stupid runt. "Goodbye, Starblast," she said before walking away from the tomcat, leaving him on the border. -- He hissed in exasperation before heading into his own territory to hunt before returning to camp. Rainy is da... BANANA QUEEN! 03:44, April 3, 2015 (UTC)
Starblast looked at Risingfern, raising an eyebrow. "What's it to you?" he asked, his eyes also almost sparkling. "I was here to see someone and she left me flying dry," he said nonchalantly. "I guess it doesn't matter, though. I should be heading back to my camp, no?" -- Clearsky heard the two from where she was and almost snorted before stopping herself. She padded back into camp, feeling like napping, but knowing that it wouldn't work very well. Rainy is da... BANANA QUEEN! 03:55, April 3, 2015 (UTC)
"Never!" Nettlepaw spat, only to start coughing again. Alright, I think she'd had enough dirt for now. What they say is true. Death does wear blue 04:10, April 3, 2015 (UTC)
Risingfern snorted. "You wanted her to have your kits? Or do you just want to get one expecting your kits? Because from my point of view it's actually quite easy." She said full on flirting now. He's cute and strong. She thought observing the tom.— Mel Pray For Peace 04:12, April 3, 2015 (UTC)
Stormwhisker watched Harefoot and Nettlepaw fighting. He was about to start cheering, but he decided he didn't want to get into trouble his first day as a warrior. ♎ giaria time on my side 11:42 Fri Apr 3
Hornetnose sniffed. "I'm sorry, Smokestorm," he said quietly. He wished his ears would flatten more. He hoped he sounded sorry... He only meant the best, really but... Some people just didn't think so. "I... Let's just, uh, go..." — nervousbreakdance 19:21, 04/3/2015
Goldenlight sat in a patch of sunlight, purring as the bright golden sun warmed her tabby fur. She rolled over to lift her head lazily, looking up at the puffy white clouds above her. Flamestar22 19:53, April 3, 2015 (UTC)
Smokestorm sighed. "It's alright." He lead Hornetnose from camp, and all was silent until they'd gotten quite a ways away. "So...how've you been?" He could feel embarrassment creeping onto him - this was new for him, going hunting alone with another cat. It seemed to signify something - that was a common way to ask another cat to be your mate. It wasn't that he didn't like Hornetnose - he did, very much so - but he didn't think he was ready for something like that. —20:56, April 3, 2015 (UTC)
Applelegs and Snakeclaw walked into camp, carrying a large pheasant between the two of them. Applelegs had chased it down after finding it, but it took Snakeclaw's ambush to kill the massive bird. Setting ti down, the two split up, each looking for different cats. Applelegs was looking around for Magpiestar, while Snakeclaw sought out the mother of his kits, who should've been kitting any moment now. —Leggy 00:10, April 4, 2015 (UTC)
"Whatever floats your boat," Starblast said, purring to Risingfern. -- Cloudsky felt deep down that the Bengal tomcat was still on the territory and went up to Burningflame tentatively. "He's on our territory, talking with Risingfern," she said quietly, hoping the white she-cat would know what to do. Rainy is da... BANANA QUEEN! 00:16, April 4, 2015 (UTC)
Sorrelface was laying in wait in the nursery, with four kits next to her belly. Her kitting was a surprise to the two of them, having been only found out a quarter-moon ago. One kit was a very small cream-and-white tom, another a white she-kit with tortoiseshell patches, one a dark ginger, and another a ticked tabby-and-white she-kit. Her kits were amazing, of course, but she was concerned for the little cream kit. Surprisingly she wasn't worried about her own health, since she had to deliver the kits without a medicine cat around - bless StarClan for their aid. She'd be waiting for Snakeclaw to come before she would go off about naming them.
Satisfied, Harefoot got off of Nettlepaw, letting her have a chance at getting up. It looked like the kid finally gave up on protesting that he was really lame. Maybe she was saying that to make up for the fact that she was lame. Yeah, this kid was uncool, alright. What apprentice would try to go up to a warrior like that and lift them?
"How'd you like that? Want some more?" He was down for giving Nettlepaw another mouthful of dirt if it meant knocking some sense into her. Well, 'sense' being 'Harefoot is cooler than you and you need to acknowledge that'. And with that attitude, it didn't seem like Nettlepaw would give into that anytime soon. "Just give up already." Bbunlegs 00:31, April 4, 2015 (UTC)
Nettlepaw hissed, arching her back again. She didn't want to give up, but she really didn't want to have her face in the ground again. So for now, she'd just glare at Harefoot without saying a word.
She hadn't noticed that two other cats had been watching the scuffle. Thistlefang turned to Eelpaw with a snort. "See. Told you he wouldn't kill her."
Eelpaw just continued to stare at the 'fighting' cats, horrified. What they say is true. Death does wear blue 01:20, April 4, 2015 (UTC)
"I thought so." Harefoot snorted. Seriously, if this cat wanted to give him some competition, she would have to try. It was like Swiftpaw all over again, except he was basically facing off a kit. Amazing. Bbunlegs 03:43, April 4, 2015 (UTC)
Snakeclaw headed into the nursery, sticking close to the outer wall as he walked down the narrow tunnel into the main portion of the den. The tall, skinny tom looked uncomfortable as he walked in-this isn't like the Dark Forest. Flattening his ears, the rich scents of milk and clean kittens filled the air. The tom, so used to blood and fear-scent, was totally out of his element. Hesitantly, he peered around the corner, to where Sorrelface's nest had been. Seeing her resting, with four tiny, tiny, tiny bundles of fur next to her, all instincts to flee left him and he bee-lined for his mate and kits. His kits. "They're beautiful," he murmured, staring at the tiny kittens.
The ticked tabby looked almost solid black, and she clearly took on his pointy, tall, lanky build already, while the others seemed less tall, but deifnitely healthy and plump. The cream-and-white one, however, was much, much smaller than the rest, and Snakeclaw couldn't help but feel a little nervous when seeing it. "Is this one going to be okay?" he asked after a few moments, reaching over and booping the kitten with his nose gently. —Leggy 04:35, April 4, 2015 (UTC)
Nettlepaw huffed loudly, throwing her nose into the air before storming off. Ugh, it'd take her forever to get all this dirt out of her pelt! And that tom had made her look, like, totally uncool! Unrad! That was a total mess! Absolutely disgusting.
Meanwhile, the tiny cream and white tabby wiggled as he was booped. What was that? What was anything? He didn't know, that was for sure. It was...Unpleasant. Cold? Either way, tiny jaws parted as the little bean let out a soft mew of protest. What they say is true. Death does wear blue 11:42, April 4, 2015 (UTC)
"Well if your looking for someone to have kits I know someone." Risingfern murmured flirtingly.
Goldenlight lied her head back on her paws, closing her eyes and rolling over to face the grass. The sun continued to beam on her pelt, warming her slender, thick fur. Flamestar22 14:54, April 4, 2015 (UTC)
Frostleaf let out a yawn, exposing her sharp teeth. The she-cat stood up slowly, watching the clan flourish with life. I need to have something occupy me.. Like an apprentice or something. The she-cat let out a rough sigh, shaking her head. Like I'd ever get one.. She glanced down at her slightly deformed hind leg. I can't do as much as I could before.. Maybe I should exercise it? The she-cat narrowed her brows for a second, pondering on the thought of fixing her deformed leg by exercising it. She looked around, then decided it was worth a try. The she-cat grinned, then casually padded out of camp, trying not to look too eager. If this works, I could become a mentor for sure! This means WAR 15:29, April 4, 2015 (UTC)
Goldenlight let out a purr, watching the grass bristle as the wind flew by. Her tail-tip flicked, her ears pricking in curiousity. Something had been moving in the grass. Prey, perhaps? Flamestar22 15:33, April 4, 2015 (UTC)
Frostleaf ran through the brush, coming to a halt quickly. "Risingfern...?" She peered through a few bushes, narrowing her eyes. The she-cat spotted the tom, but decided to back out. The she-cat streaked through the forest once more, her white and ginger patched pelt stood out in the green terrian. This means WAR 17:53, April 4, 2015 (UTC)
Goldenlight flattenend her ears. Why was Risingfern supposedly ignoring her? Had she done something wrong? She neared closer to Risingfern, giving him a blank look. "Risingfern? Is everything okay?" Flamestar22 19:25, April 4, 2015 (UTC)
Risingfern almost snarled at Goldenlight. "Do you mind?" Risingfern said calmly irritated. "I'm talking!" She purred and turned back to Starblast. "Are you interested?"— Mel Pray For Peace 20:27, April 4, 2015 (UTC)
"Good StarClan!" Exclaimed Goldenlight, her fur bristling. "What ruffled your fur this morning!" Goldenlight narrowed her eyes, giving the warrior a shapr gaze. What had she ever done to her? Flamestar22 20:38, April 4, 2015 (UTC)
(Yeah) Starblast purred and mated with Risingfern. Afterwards, he purred at her. "You are quite the interesting she-cat," he said, amusement in his eyes. Rainy is da... BANANA QUEEN! 20:45, April 4, 2015 (UTC)
(Okay...You just completely ignored by character but whatevs.) Goldenlight let out a frusterated hiss, curling her lips to reveal sharp fangs. She gazed at the ground, sighing. I don't know what that was about...Probably just some relationship gone bad with another cat.. She thought. Flamestar22 20:47, April 4, 2015 (UTC)
Starblast left back for AutumnClan, returning home. -- Clearsky sat around camp, noting Risingfern and Goldenlight. That she-cat better not of done something regrettable... she thought before looking away. Rainy is da... BANANA QUEEN! 20:54, April 4, 2015 (UTC)
(It's fine, it was just unexpected c:) "Busy? You snapped at me like I was a rogue!" Snapped Goldenlight, her fur bristling. She then calmed her gaze, noticing Risingfern was trying to apologize. "Nothing special," She muttered. Flamestar22 20:57, April 4, 2015 (UTC)
Risingfern nodded and smiled. "Sorry it's just nobody talks to me." Risingfern pushed against Goldenlight playfully. Laughing at the she-cats expression. "Wanna go hunting?"— Mel Pray For Peace 21:03, April 4, 2015 (UTC)
Swiftstorm, as usually he got forgotten and then got angry about it later, simply left the clan again and ventured outside of camp, making sure to skip out on his vigil on purpose. He really was in a bad mood, he being looped into a warrior ceremony way later and with younger apprentices, so he needed another long night to fume so he wouldn't end up clawing someone's eyes out. 21:26 Sat Apr 4
Clearsky saw Swiftstorm get upset and walk out of camp. She got to her paws and followed the tomcat, feeling as if it was when he became a warrior that bothered him. "Are you alright, Swiftstorm?" she asked curiously, assessing how to best approach him. "If you need someone to rant to, I'm all ears. If you want to be alone, I understand," she said, trying to make friends outside of the siblings, Burningflame and Flaringflame. Rainy is da... BANANA QUEEN! 21:29, April 4, 2015 (UTC)
Swiftstorm shot an angry expression in Clearsky's direction, his muscles tensing, "Back off, I am not in any mood to talk," he growled, nearly biting his tongue just to keep himself from saying anything worse. He could control his usual bitterness to some extent, but it only went so far. 21:35 Sat Apr 4
Frostleaf spotted a stranger in the territory. Who the hell..? The she-cat narrowed her eyes, stalking towards the small white and black cat. "Hello! What are you doing on SummerClan territory aye?" The she-cat stood her ground, watching the smaller tom cat approach her. --- "Y-you mean I'm here, I finally found the clans!" The tom gleamed with excitement as he smiled. "My name is Bruiser, a former kittypet, and I would like the join you clan." --- Frostleaf narrowed her eyes, spotting the shiny bell on his collar. "What makes you think you have what takes to be a SummerClan cat aye? Your a kittypet, you have everything handed to you.. A life of luxury." --- "You're right, but my mother, Dutchess, told me of the clans. She told me that they were groups of cats who fought for each other and lived in the wild! They fought for each other and for what they wanted! I want that kind of life, I'm tired of being pampered! I swear it!" To prove that he was serious, the tom slipped the collar off his neck, throwing it off to the side. "Please." --- Frostleaf watched his actions, then scoffed. "Follow me, but you better not try anything." The she-cat let out a sigh as she led him back to camp. Whats Magpiestar going to think? I better not get shamed for this. "And another thing, don't mention that your a kittypet alright? Many cats here don't really respect that. Roll in some dirt or something, get that two-leg scent off you." --- The tom became confused, but listened to the she-cat. They soon entered into camp, going up to find Magpiestar. This means WAR 21:50, April 4, 2015 (UTC)
Magpiestar was sun-baking on the edge of his den. A luxury for this tom to be warmed by the sun, his fluffy coat sometimes made this hard. He looked up and saw one of his warriors, Frostleaf to be exact walk into camp with a stranger. The large tom got to his paws and wandered down to the molly, hoping to have an explanation. — — #chicks =trouble Sat Apr 4 21:57
"Er, hello Magpiestar. I have a fellow here who wishes to join. I made sure he was no threat.. He seems to be a young cat as well, around the age of an apprentice? But I brought him here to see if he could join. He has determination, I turned him down but he insisted I brought him back to you." Frostleaf stood, facing Magpiestar as she spoke. Her eyes focused on the leader for a moment. She then looked towards Bruiser. "His name is Bruiser by the way." --- Bruiser looked towards the larger tom with shock. The leader! This means WAR 22:04, April 4, 2015 (UTC)
"So, Bruiser, you have the wish to join my Clan?" Magpiestar looked over the tom, before talking again. "Riddle me this, are you able to fight and hunt for yourself. Or will you need a guide for that?" — — #chicks =trouble Sat Apr 4 22:10
"I..I've done a bit of basic hunting.. But I'll need to learn.." The tom remembered what Frostleaf had said about keeping his mouth shut about being a kittypet. This means WAR 22:14, April 4, 2015 (UTC)
"Alright then. I'll allow you to join SummerClan, and your ceremony will be soon. Just do give me a name, as you'll be an apprentice to start of with." Magpiestar nodded with a soft smile. He didn't really know what to do to be honest. But letting in some new cats couldn't be that bad right? — — #chicks =trouble Sat Apr 4 22:36
Stormwhisker walked into the warriors den and laid down. He yawned, and then settled into his nest to sleep. ---- Owleye wandered around camp a bit. He was bored with nothing to do. Maybe he could go hunting? He remembered overhearing someone talking about heading out, but he had to remember who... ♎ giaria time on my side 00:11 Sun Apr 5
Clearsky padded back into camp after the small issue with Swiftstorm. She sat down in the sun, trying to relax a bit, but feeling on edge. I wonder why... she pondered before sighing. Rainy is da... BANANA QUEEN! 00:22, April 5, 2015 (UTC)
Swiftstorm sighed, feeling relieved that he was alone now and could think properly. He decided he was going to miss his entire warrior vigil, ditch it and stay out here. His brother may maul him afterwards and then refuse to talk to him, but he didn't care, he'd explain to him tomorrow why he would miss it. They could go on a hunting patrol or something if he wasn't tired afterwards, it would be their first day as warriors!
Truthfully, Swiftstorm didn't care for many cats, but from their kithood he did like Ivoryflame since the tom was his only source of complainship until Harefoot and co. came around. Even though he hadn't talked to any of the group since Harefoot, Thistelefang, Rabbitface, and Lightningfoot's warrior ceremony since he had a sense of hatred for them for getting their name first even though he was older. Deep down, Swiftstorm knew it wasn't their fault they did, but he still blamed them regardless because he had to fume the anger out to someone, right? Although the one cat he'd talk to was Ivoryflame when he wasn't alone, so in truth he owed his brother big time. 00:46 Sun Apr 5
Bruiser was a bit surprised at the whole idea of a name change. "Um, Magpiestar, could I just be referred to as Bruiser? It was my fathers name and I don't want to lose that. I hope you understand." Bruiser looked away nervously, awaiting the leaders reply. --- Frostleaf let out a small sigh, nodding her head at Magpiestar and Bruiser. "I'm going to gather the prey I collected." She dismissed herself, trotting out of camp. This means WAR 12:58, April 5, 2015 (UTC)
Risingfern smiled and padded back into camp with Goldenlight. She dropped the prey down in the pile. Her tail swaying happily when she spotted Clearsky. She padded to the she-cat. "Clearsky." She greeted the molly.— Mel Pray For Peace 15:01, April 5, 2015 (UTC)
Goldenlight placed the prey she had caught down on the fresh-kill pile as well, pricking her ears as she padded towards Clearsky and Risingfern. She sat beside them, her tail wrapped neatly around her paws. Flamestar22 15:09, April 5, 2015 (UTC)
Stormwhisker walked towards the freshkill pile, grabbing a vole. He padded near his old mentor, Owleye. "Want to share?" he asked. Owleye looked at Stormwhisker for a moment, before a hint of a smile appeared on his face. "Sure." he said. "I'll let you have the first bite," Stormwhisker said. Owleye nodded, and then bent down to eat. "It's... weird not being an apprentice anymore," Stormwhisker sighed. Owleye nodded. "It's weird not having an apprentice," he mumbled with his mouth full. Stormwhisker nodded, and the two sat there for a bit. ♎ giaria time on my side 16:24 Sun Apr 5
Frostleaf returned with a sparrow and a shrew, placing them in the fresh kill pile. She walked to a sunny spot, laying down slowly. Her eyes shifted towards Bruiser, watching him and Magpiestar talk for moment. She became bored of their conversation, going off to find someone to talk to. But.. I don't really have any friends.. This means WAR 16:44, April 5, 2015 (UTC)
"Risingfern," Clearsky said, sitting up straighter than when she was. She eyed the she-cat for a moment before looking towards the entrance of camp. "How are you?" she asked. Rainy is da... BANANA QUEEN! 17:54, April 5, 2015 (UTC)
Clearsky nodded, getting to her paws. "Hunting would be interesting, I suppose," she said. She started to head for the entrance of camp, wanting to get out of camp as soon as possible. Rainy is da... BANANA QUEEN! 19:00, April 5, 2015 (UTC)
Magpiestar wasn't totally shocked. No, but it did spark a little memory in his head. "Uh yeah, that'd been fine. After all, if it's something important like that, then I won't push it. But If you ever do change your mind, then let me know." The tom watched as Frostleaf walked off, and he then turned back to Bruiser. "As an apprentice, you'll need a mentor. And seeing as though you already know Frostleaf, then I believe she could be your teacher." — — #chicks =trouble Sun Apr 5 21:25
"Alright, thank you Magpiestar! Frostleaf mentioned something about a ceremony, and you did too... When will that happen?" The tom looked towards his new leader in confusion, shuffling his paws as well. This means WAR 21:30, April 5, 2015 (UTC)
"Alright." He nodded, glancing around camp. "What should I do until then?" Bruiser spotted Frostleaf walking towards the two. --- "So he's in? Everything situated?" Frostleaf sat down in front of Magpiestar, neatly wrapping her tail around her paws. This means WAR 21:37, April 5, 2015 (UTC)
Troutpaw had decided to hunt, knowing that his ceremony wouldn't be too far off now. He missed his sister and wasn't envious for her leaving for the gathering. I wonder how she is? he thought, then looked over for some prey.Meerkatpaw (talk) 00:10, April 6, 2015 (UTC)
Clearsky returned back to camp after some late-night hunting. She knew some of the cats had left for the Gathering, but she didn't expect for those some to be back so soon. She looked around for a moment before dropping her prey, heading to the warriors den. She padded into the den, curling up in her own nest, laying there for awhile, sleep evading her. Rainy is da... BANANA QUEEN! 02:20, April 6, 2015 (UTC)
Ivoryflame twitched an ear in greeting, darkness swiftly falling. Rainingflame made her way into the warrior's den, while Flaringflame patiently waited for his mate.Silverstar 01:32, April 7, 2015 (UTC)
Risingfern smiled and curled her tail around her paws. She was still annoyed at the nosy warrior wanting to know her secrets. "Some people just don't know when to drop the subject!" She said to herself not realizing Ivoryflame heard.— Mel Pray For Peace 01:41, April 7, 2015 (UTC)
Clearsky looked around before padding into the warriors den. She curled up in her nest, watching the entrance in both boredom and wonder. I wonder who will walk through that entrance next... Probably Risingfern, she thought with a snort before curling up tighter and allowing herself to fall asleep. Rainy is da... BANANA QUEEN! 02:24, April 7, 2015 (UTC)
Troutpaw and Sharppaw headed into the apprentices den. The black and white tom smiled to his friend. Wow, this is among the last days that I'm going to sleep here he thought, then yawned.Meerkatpaw (talk) 02:26, April 7, 2015 (UTC)
Frostleaf trotted up to her mate, smiling at him. "Hello love." She beamed with excitement, like she had something to tell him. --- Bruiser awkwardly walked around in camp, new to the surroundings. This means WAR 17:30, April 7, 2015 (UTC)
Flaringflame let out a warm purr before nuzzling his mate, curling his tail around Frostleaf. "C'mon honey, let's get settled down. You look pretty excited, do something amazing?"Silverstar 21:51, April 7, 2015 (UTC)
Frostleaf smiled, nuzzling him back. She nodded, following him. The two settled down and Frostleaf began to speak. "So, I found a tom who was pretty eager to join, and Magpiestar said that I can mentor him!" Frostleaf couldnt help but smile. This means WAR 21:58, April 7, 2015 (UTC)
Flaringflame purred warmly, resting his head on his mate's as he lay with her. "That's great!" Deep down, the warrior was disappointed. He kinda thought she was going to say they were going to have kits, but oh well. Get over it Flaringflame.Silverstar 22:05, April 7, 2015 (UTC)
"Isn't it? But.. I wanted to ask you something Flaringflame.." The she-cats tone became a bit more serious as she looked towards the tom. --- Bruiser watched around camp, becoming quite bored. (someone interact with him 1!1!!!1) This means WAR 22:11, April 7, 2015 (UTC)
"When I go into my next heat.. I-I was wondering... Well do you want to have kits?" Frostleaf voice was a bit shaky from being nervous. --- Bruisers eyes widened at the larger tom. "U-Uh.. Bruiser.. Nice to meet... You." This means WAR 22:16, April 7, 2015 (UTC)
This was a question that actually took Flaringflame by surprise. He was a little nervous as well, but gently touched his nose to his mate's ear. "Of course, we're mates after all."Silverstar 22:20, April 7, 2015 (UTC)
"R-really? Awesome." The she-cats worries settled as she scooted closer to the tom, her tail wrapped around his side. She felt safe when she was with him, and that is the way it was supposed to be. I can't believe my life right now... Everything is going amazing... This means WAR 22:27, April 7, 2015 (UTC)
"I was a former loner, so I was here and there.. What about you? Or are you clan-born?" Bruiser sat down as well, wrapping his tail around his paws. --- Frostleaf closed her eyes as well, slowly drifting to sleep. This means WAR 22:35, April 7, 2015 (UTC)
Ivoryflame was slowly relaxing as the camp fell silent, his shoulders drooping as well as his head. He straightened himself, shaking his head to attempt to stay awake. He shifted slightly, a little upset that Swiftstorm wasn't with him. Did his brother hate him or something? Ivoryflame flattened his ears, telling himself that his brother certainly loved him, he just...Had friends who needed him. Yeah, that's right. The tom's ears pricked as the camp entrance rustled. Was Swiftstorm joining him? Ivoryflame crept forward, his eyes round with curiosity as he poked his nose into the entrance/exit, only to have it nearly snapped off by a fox. Whoa, either his brother actually grew, or he was face-to-face with a fox. With a yowl of alarm, Ivoryflame backed away, only to find his enemy pursuing. He leaped at the russet dog, only to feel it's fangs sink into his neck. Then he died.Silverstar 22:41, April 7, 2015 (UTC)
Swiftstorm was still alone outside by a small clearing, looking really bored. By the end of the night, he was dead tired and quite emotional so he decided to come back, not caring if Magpiestar had his tail over not being at his vigil. Although, soon after coming back, the taint of blood caught his nostrils. The fur on his neck suddenly rose as memories of that fox attack came back to him, so the alarm was real in his mind. Tearing through the field, he followed the scent until it was nearly blinding to him, and his eyes began to water with the stench. Although, eventually he found the red grass he had expected, and the smell of dog, meaning the body wasn't too far. As he walked slowly and carefully around the blood, the sight that awaited him made him screech like a kitten almost.
The cats body lay on the floor, torn to shreds and nearly unreconisable. Their fur was tattered to the point where it was half missing, and was nearly red in colour at this point. The cat was in a fixed position, as if tossed around by the supposed dog that was around and mauled, so it was hard to even distinguish that this was once a cat. Swiftstorm was now begging StarClan, the group he barely even believed in, for this to not be his brother that was supposed to be out on vigil tonight, and very selfishly, one of the other new warriors. Although, he was proven wrong when he could very faintly see the pelt colouring of his brother between the blood, and soon after this discovery he let out a painful moan. This was the cat he'd grown up with, and he had always felt he had as a friend when he didn't have other friends, before the group and even afterwards.
Swiftstorm was still trying to make himself believe this was even happening; there was no way it could have gone so wrong after this! His brother was still alive, and he was down at the clearing and must have fallen asleep! He began to laugh, a hysteric laugh that almost seemed crazy, and kept on doing it for several minutes as time flew by and he could no longer convince himself this was true. The deepest stems of his mind wanted it to be true, and kept telling themselves this, but he already knew the truth and there was no denying it any further. 23:22 Tue Apr 7
Clearsky padded out of the warriors den, stifling a yawn. She then saw Ivoryflame laying in the middle of camp (or wherever o.o) and gave a sharp meow of shock. He just became a warrior! she thought to herself. However, since she really didn't know the tomcat well, she just stood off to the side awkwardly, wandering what to do. Rainy is da... BANANA QUEEN! 03:16, April 8, 2015 (UTC)
Swiftstorm was staring rather emotionlessly at his brother now, unsure of what to do. Hatred for himself burned deep, and was now taking full affect on his mind, It's you're fault. If you were there, you could have fought off the dog. He wouldn't have been alone, he thought to himself, and even though it sounded completely irrational, he was fully in agreement to his subconscious. As cats started showing up around his brother, something snapped within his brain, and soon his nearly emotionless eyes were filled with a burning anger. Suddenly, he swung his head fiercely towards them, "STAY AWAY! GO AWAY!" he started hissing and spitting violently, his eyes wild with a burning bitterness mixed with a greater amount of pain, "If you don't then I will wide you all out!!" He looked ready to attack anyone that dared move or upset his mental state anymore. He had little to no sense left in him, as he let his emotions take the best of him, with his mouth now wide open and teeth fully bared almost like a wild canine, saliva leaked silently from his jowls and down his chin, resting there before dripping down onto the ground below. This in combination with the fur spiked up all over his body and heavy breathing from his wide opened mouth made him look almost insane. He blamed them all, for everything and just standing there and staring, looking at him and judging. 21:20 Wed Apr 8
Frostleaf glared at Swiftstorm. "I understand that you lost your brother, but there's no reason to go absolutely berserk!" Frostleaf shook her head, shaming the tom with her cold gaze. "I just lost my brother and you don't see me lashing out on your clan mates! This might not be the most appropriate time to be yelling, especially since you just lost your brother, but you don't need to take it out on the ones who are trying to help you!" --- Bruiser looked towards the commotion, trying to decipher what was going on. An unfamiliar scent filled his nostrils as he looked towards the body sprawled out onto the ground. D.. Death.. This means WAR 15:10, April 9, 2015 (UTC)
Applepaw sat at the edge of the camp, and curled her tail around her paws. Thought she would never admit it, it did feel lonely to be by herself. She let out a snort, and gave herself a shake. She was a lone wolf, and she liked it. She walked over to the fresh-kill pile and took a vole, then went back to her spot and started to eat. ♨ Little Latte ♨ 22:13, April 10, 2015 (UTC)
Goldenlight sighed, shaking her fur once more. She flattenend her ears, rising to her paws and striding back to camp. As she arrived, she sat by the fresh-kill pile, giving her chest-fur a few licks. Flamestar22 22:20, April 10, 2015 (UTC)
Burnetpaw was doing what he normally did, just chilling in camp, being quite. He liked just sitting in camp, he would sit there and learn about what was going on. Just getting information on the daily life of clanmates. Sometimes he would overhear arguments which he would side as neutral (like any conversion, really). The ginger and white tom washed his chest as he continued to do nothing. Swiggty Swace I summon thee Ace . * ･ ｡ﾟ☆━੧༼ •́ ヮ •̀ ༽୨ 22:27, April 10, 2015 (UTC)Ospreypaw
Applepaw looked up, a quarter-way through her vole, and saw Burnetpaw. She shrugged, picked up her fresh-kill, and made her way over to him. She just wanted a bit of company, that was all. She sat down next to him, and looked coolly at him. "Hey," she said casually. ♨ Little Latte ♨ 22:29, April 10, 2015 (UTC)
Cranepaw returned to camp with a few herbs, his tail tip twitching in anger. Honeydapple irritated him sooo easily...----Flaringflame approached his mate, his gaze sorrowful and gentle as he lay his tail on her back. "...Come on," he murmured into her ear, his voice soft. "...It's not worth it, let Swiftstorm mourn. He'll cool down eventually, let's just give him some space."Silverstar 22:30, April 10, 2015 (UTC)
Frostleaf let out a heavy sigh, taking a step back. Flaringflame's voice seemed to calm her down for the most part. The she-cat took a few steps back, then decided she should go back towards the den. "A-alright.." She nodded, watching Swiftstorm for a moment, before returning her gaze to Flaringflame. She leaned against him, seeming exhausted. This means WAR 22:37, April 10, 2015 (UTC)
"S'up," he replied in a cool tone, like the cool cat he was. There was nothing cooler than just standing around, well chilling at camp. Since he constantly hung out at camp, he was probably the coolest of the cool. Well, maybe in his head. Swiggty Swace I summon thee Ace . * ･ ｡ﾟ☆━੧༼ •́ ヮ •̀ ༽୨ 23:01, April 10, 2015 (UTC)Ospreypaw
Applepaw raised an eyebrow skeptically, but her eyes were teasing. “Trying to attempt a cool attitude, eh?” She smiled, and shook her head at the tom. “You’d only get so far with that.” She shrugged. “But what do I know?” She bent down to nibble at her vole again. ♨ Little Latte ♨ 23:04, April 10, 2015 (UTC)
Guppystar walked down the stretch of territory between SpringClan and AutumnClan, crossed through the gathering place, and continued on her way to SummerClan. The short, yet confident, tabby marched alone, having left her patrol back at the gathering place. She needed no escort. She was on a friendly mission, and it would work well. Hopefully. Finally reaching the border, Guppystar stood tall as she waited for the routine border patrol to smell her and dash over. Flattening her ears, the tabby wondered if Cormorantstar would accept her offer. —Leggy 00:11, April 11, 2015 (UTC)
Weaselwhisker had been on a lone hunt, which was typical of the tom, this time he was hunting by gathering place, he had scented some rabbit nearby, and he was definitely going to check them out. The lanky tom paused just to rescent the area, just check if those rabbits hadn’t moved or anything. Huh? WinterClan, he tilted his head, and trotted along in a quick pace towards where everything WinterClan cat was.
Burnetpaw shrugged, "eh, I’ve gotten so far with acting cool," he replied as he drew his paw and giving it a lick, "I figure I can keep it up until I become a warrior." Swiggty Swace I summon thee Ace . * ･ ｡ﾟ☆━੧༼ •́ ヮ •̀ ༽୨ 01:16, April 11, 2015 (UTC)Ospreypaw
Guppystar could scent SummerClan nearby, and flattened her ears, ready to act dignified and ask to be escorted to their camp. However, as whoever it was approached, she scented something different...a lone cat, tom, and definitely a cat she knew all too well. The dignified, regal air vanished as Guppystar realized Weaselwhisker was coming by himself, and could hardly wait for the tom to appear. —Leggy 05:33, April 11, 2015 (UTC)
Applepaw smiled at him. She finished up her vole and sat back up, licking her lips. She buried the rest discreetly and then sat back on his haunches. "I wish someone could take me for a patrol," she complained. "I've had next to nothing to do." ♨ Little Latte ♨ 13:27, April 11, 2015 (UTC)
Applepaw jumped up and down at the chance, her green eyes bright with eagerness. “Yes, please!” Mimicking Goldenlight, she cleaned her chest fur of dust and skipped energetically out of camp. ♨ Little Latte ♨ 14:50, April 11, 2015 (UTC)
Risingfern sniffed towards the entrance. She could only smelt that Weaselwhisker. Padding out she headed towards the gathering place slowly in search of her former mentor. Maybe he's just hunting. I'll ask if I can join him. She spotted a cat but it wasn't Weaselwhisker. What is Guppystar doing here?— Mel Pray For Peace 15:31, April 11, 2015 (UTC)
Frostleaf woke up the next day, slowly shifting as she cracked open an eye, examining the sun beams that were hitting her face. They began to bother her, she she nudged Flaringflame gently, standing up to stretch for a moment, The she-cat took a few steps out of the den to clean herself up. This means WAR 17:39, April 11, 2015 (UTC)
Frostleaf smiled, greeting Owleye. "How has your morning gone so far?" She continued to bath herself as they spoke. --- Bruiser awoke from the apprentices den, climbing out quickly, ready to start training. This means WAR 21:52, April 11, 2015 (UTC)
Weaselwhisker quickened his pace, giving a large and goofy smile when he realized that it was Guppystar. “Guppystar!” he greeted his friend, "why are you hanging around here?" The skinny tom, however, did not notice his former apprentice was nearby, but hey, he really wasn’t doing anything wrong, right? The tom stopped walking and stood, his head slightly tilted, trying to recall the last time him and Guppystar meet up. Swiggty Swace I summon thee Ace . * ･ ｡ﾟ☆━੧༼ •́ ヮ •̀ ༽୨ 23:09, April 11, 2015 (UTC)Ospreypaw
"The forest," Applepaw replied briskly. She wouldn't wait for her 'more sensible' mentor to hurry up. She trotted off in the direction of the trees. ☁ I don't want to be lonely... But am I alone? ☁ 23:53 Sat Apr 11
Clearsky walked over to Ivoryflame, bowing her head slightly, feeling upset about the tomcats death, still. She gave a weary look towards Swiftstorm. "I'm sorry," she said quietly, hoping to not anger the tomcat anymore than he already was. Rainy is da... BANANA QUEEN! 03:11, April 13, 2015 (UTC)
Magpiestar decided to uphold his end of the deal with the newcomer, Bruiser. The large tom made his way to the tall rock, on which he called to SummerClan. He waited a little before beginning. "Cats of SummerClan, today we welcome new blood amongst our ranks." The leader motioned with his tail for Bruiser to move to a lower point of the meeting point. "Bruiser has shown the desire to join SummerClan, and after assessing him I've decided to allow him to join us. Now, Bruiser, until you earn your warrior name, you'll be trained by Frostleaf. May she teach you all there is to being a warrior." The Clan piped up with cheers, and with a nod of his head, Magpiestar finished the meeting and decided to wait around in case anyone wished to talk to him. — — #chicks =trouble Mon Apr 13 09:39
risingfern padded back into camp not bothered with her former mentor. "Magpiestar," The smoke molly greeted the leader hoping he would talk to her as he had basically raised her.— Mel Pray For Peace 16:44, April 13, 2015 (UTC)
Bruiser was glad he had a ceremony, becoming a bit nervous at the fact that other cats were watching him. "E..Er.. Frostleaf." He nodded at the leader, quickly walking towards his new mentor. "F-Frostleaf I'm kinda nervous.." --- "Ah! Young lad, don't be, you'll get along just fine, trust me okay? We start training tomorrow." This means WAR 21:45, April 16, 2015 (UTC)
Risingfern sniffed looking around camp. The kits will be safer with their fathers. She thought. Padding out of camp she gave birth to two litters. Gasper's litter Kopano and Marna. Starblast's litter Bumblekit and Rosekit. She waved Kopano and Marna close waiting for Starblast.— Mel Pray For Peace 11:48, April 17, 2015 (UTC)
Starblast padded wearily through SummerClan borders, smelling awfully like garlic. He spotted Risingfern with her kits and walked faster to her. "Risingfern!" he hissed quietly to get her attention. Rainy is da... BANANA QUEEN! 17:03, April 18, 2015 (UTC)
"They look beautiful... I... Risingfern, are you sure you don't want to take care of them?" he asked, eyeing the two kits in front of him. (I'll make Bumble's page when I can, promise) Rainy is da... BANANA QUEEN! 18:12, April 18, 2015 (UTC)
Risingfern nodded. "You take Rosekit and I'll keep Bumblekit." Risingfern pushed Rosekit towards Starblast. Rosekit looking up at her dad. "Daddy!" She nuzzled him.— Mel Pray For Peace 18:18, April 18, 2015 (UTC)
"Hello," he said quietly to Rosekit. He picked her up by the scruff, looking at Bumblekit before carrying Rosekit to the border. He put her down at the border before looking at her. "Remember, you are a kit I found at the border, alright?" He picked her back up and headed towards AutumnClan camp. (Continue in AC) Rainy is da... BANANA QUEEN! 18:31, April 18, 2015 (UTC)
Risingfern looked up to see Goldenlight and Applepaw. "StarClan!" She cursed. She picked up the three kits and headed back to camp. Astorath stepped out of the shadows. "Risingfern." The smoke molly recognized the duke of adultery. "Your here to take Kopano and Marna. I assume Gasper sent you. Take them." She pushed Kopano and Marna towards the dusty golden-brown tabby tomcat. Astorath disappeared with the two kits leaving Risingfern with just Bumblekit. She headed into the nursery as soon as she got back to camp. I'll care for Bumblekit. She curled in her nest pulling Bumblekit close and fell asleep.— Mel Pray For Peace 21:26, April 18, 2015 (UTC)
Flaringflame blinked in confusion as he saw Risingfern hustle into the nursery. New kits already?? He then turned, letting out a yawn as he watched Cranepaw work.Silverstar 21:54, April 18, 2015 (UTC)
Risingfern woke and yawned stretching her limbs. Bumblekit was still sleeping. Risingfern had given birth to her a moon ago. She looked up catching Flaringflame's eye.— Mel Pray For Peace 12:44, April 19, 2015 (UTC)
Applepaw paused, waiting for Goldenlight to catch up, then blinked at Risingfern, only hearing her small complaint. Confused, she tipped her head, then turned around, not wanting to annoy the queen. What was that about? she wondered. ☁ I don't want to be lonely... But am I alone? ☁ 13:47 Sun Apr 19
Bumblekit (who will get a page as soon as I get something easier to edit on) suddenly woke up, amber eyes huge. "Who are you?" she asked Flaringflame, getting to her paws and stumbling towards the tomcat. -- Clearsky padded around camp, blue eyes looking around. Rainy is da... BANANA QUEEN! 16:17, April 19, 2015 (UTC)
Guppystar purred when Weaselwhisker came into sight, and quickly lost her arrogant appearance. "I was hoping to talk to Magpiestar, but it's even better to see you!" the tabby exclaimed, lashing her tail. It had been moons since she had seen the tom: nearly a year, actually, as she stopped talking to him once she had become a leader, out of fear of her clan finding out about their relationship. "How have you been?" she asked after a moment, wondering if he would mention a mate or not. —Leggy 23:18, April 19, 2015 (UTC)
Twigstep laid on her back in the warrior's den, claws out and tail twitching. She was having an episode- she realized that. Why did no other cat? No one cared about her but her mother, Suntail. Maybe if the stupid SummerClan cats hadn't gotten in a huge war with WinterClan, her beloved mother wouldn't be DEAD. Twigstep stood, a low growl coming out of her throat. She padded slowly out of the warrior's den, ready to fight someone. She glanced around, her dark green eyes soon sweeping over Weevilfoot. "Weevilfoot!" she called. "Hunting?" Mmhmm. SHE'D be the one hunting tonight. ♥ I believe in magic, love at first sight, and fairytales. ♥ 20:20, April 20, 2015 (UTC)
"Ah, how about I escort you to Magpiestar," Weaselwhisker said with wide grin. "I've been great, just keeping with my warrior duties," he added in. He paused for second, pondering if he should include that his grandkits, well technically not his grandkits, but Muskratpaw and Burnetpaw all the same considered him their grandfather, were on their wats to becoming warriors. He blinked, wagging his long skinny tail, "yes, and how have you been?" He had heard a couple things from gatherings, but he really wasn't sure half of the time if any of it was true. Swiggty Swace I summon thee Ace . * ･ ｡ﾟ☆━੧༼ •́ ヮ •̀ ༽୨ 03:25, April 21, 2015 (UTC)Ospreypaw
Pochardfoot called for her apprentice, Eelpaw, to come over to train. Honestly it was a miracle that a cat like her managed to get an apprentice, especially one as energetic as Eelpaw. He felt difficult to work with... that was a problem. A big problem. So many cats like him in the Clan, so many minor problems combined into one larger problem. Of course, a cat as amazing and dependable as her could solve this...
Meanwhile Lightningfoot was trying to see if Rabbitface wasn't busy at the moment. With the amount of patrols he had been forced on as of late he hoped he could spare a second with his dear friend. Really, anything would do for the white tom - Rabbitface was just an amazing cat. It felt like he... understood his problems? Wow! Amazing. Congrats Lightningfoot, you're sounding like an angsty teen - oh wait, you're basically one at the moment.
Eelpaw had been sharing tongues with his sister, looking up when he was called. "Oh! Alright! Coming!" He licked Nettlepaws ears one last time, before dashing off, nearly barreling into his mentor as he did so. "S-sorry. We were talking."
Rabbitface grunted, poking his head out of the warriors den. Eyes narrowed, though ears flicked up and body language neutral. And purrimng, too? You're sending mixed messages, buddy. "Surprise, you know how to scent me. A wonder they didn't name you Lightningnose." What they say is true. Death does wear blue 04:02, April 21, 2015 (UTC)
Guppystar smiled, nodding as Weaselwhisker spoke. "Me? Oh, life's been insane. I don't know what I've been thinking...after we stopped, you know, seeing each other, I had a rendezvous with a loner on old FreeClan territory and the kittens ended up looking insanely like him, the other clans found out about their lack of tails, and it all went downhill from there. I've been trying to rebuild WinterClan to the glory of Crowstar's reign, my mother's reign, and my father's, but it's stressful. So so so stressful. We're thriving in our new camp, though, and at least we always have food, so that's a plus," she meowed, allowing her voice to trail off at the end. With a soft sigh, she continued. "The kits are strong, at least. Gullbreeze and Sootlegs are nothing but trouble, and Blacktuft and Cormorantstorm keep them in check. Lizardkit died right before her apprentice ceremony, which was awful. So, so awful, and completely preventable too, had she not broken her leg when "exploring"." The leader paused again, giving a fainter smile to Weaselwhisker. "I'm glad to hear things have been good for you, though, and I hope things continue to get better for the both of us." —Leggy 04:20, April 21, 2015 (UTC)
Pochardfoot noticed that a grey-and-white shape was running straight toward him, and stepped out of the way so that she wouldn't get knocked down. She stared down at the skinny apprentice with disdain; only now does he come to her. What a disappointment.
"It's fine," Pochardfoot lied. She was incredibly pissed off. "We're going out to hone your hunting skills, Eelpaw. I suppose you need improvement on that, don't you?" This would be enough to get the apprentice out of camp. Better to keep your evidence well hidden in case if they ever found out.
Lightningfoot flattened his ears at Rabbitface's comment - wow, you took offense in that? Otherwise, he seemed to be pleased that Rabbitface was present. Hopefully this wouldn't be a huge waste of their time?
"Hmph. With a mouth like yours it's a surprise they didn't name you Rabbittongue." Okay, except that would be pretty gross, and not as elegant as Lightningnose. Rabbitface has better taste in names than you, Lightningfoot. Bbunlegs 11:48, April 21, 2015 (UTC)
Eelpaws ears flicked back, but he nodded. "U-uh, yeah. I guess." Pochardfoot was mean, but he really couldn't ask for a better mentor. Strict, yet motivating! Well, that's what his sister said, anyway. Eelpaw was rather scared of the dilute tortiseshell to be completely honest.
"Rabbitttongue? Doesn't sound very nice." The tom wrinkled his nose. "Besides, it doesn't match my aesthetic. It doesn't let others know that I'm attractive, apparently." He ran his tongue over one paw, before swiping it over his scarred muzzle. What they say is true. Death does wear blue 11:59, April 21, 2015 (UTC)
"Come on. Follow me," Pochardfoot led the way outside of the camp past the two tall trees. She assumed that the grey-and-white apprentice would follow along. Since he was hers to train, of course he would - he had to. It was easier to go ri- bring him over because of his willingness to comply. And it was easier to teach him a lesson, yep she'd teach him a lesson alright. One that he would have to try to get through, all by himself.
"Magpiestar could have named you Tornface, for all I know," Lightningfoot told Rabbitface. "Maybe that would get your aesthetic across." Goodness, Lightningfoot, why do you have to be so mean. Bbunlegs 12:22, April 21, 2015 (UTC)
Eelpaw followed, not saying a word. Where were they going? Somewhere close to camp, he hoped. The territory made him nervous, and the borders even more so. Pochardfoot understood that, right? He wouldn't complain no matter what she chose, but he could still hope.
"Well, it's not wrong." Rabbitface replied casually. He wouldn't of minded a name change, though he was secretly glad that it hadn't happened. The fact that he was considered good looking despite the injury was kind of nice, actually. What they say is true. Death does wear blue 12:43, April 21, 2015 (UTC)
Pochardfoot continued walking until she found an area with tall grasses. Now this would be easy to hide the b- Eelpaw so the others couldn't find him easily.
"Okay, Eelpaw, we're here." she told the gray-and-white cat. Oh boy, this would take only a few seconds, maybe a minute at most, if he was struggling. But what better use of this area than to teach him something? She'd teach him something he wouldn't forget.
"Oh, so do we need to take you to Magpiestar to get a rename? You should have done that a long time ago," Hopefully Rabbitface would understand that Lightningfoot was kidding. Well, he didn't know that he was being rather... insensitive. Nudged the red-brown tabby on the shoulder, just to reassure him that it was all meant to be in good humor. Bbunlegs 12:53, April 21, 2015 (UTC)
Tall! The grass almost went over his head! The grey and white apprentice whimpered, cautiously taking a few steps forward. Alright, hunting. They were hunting, right? But he couldn't find any prey-scent. Is that the point? he thought to himself. Is she trying to play a trick?
"Yeah." Rabbitface snorted, batting at the white toms ears. "But 'The most beautiful tom in all the clans' is a bit too long for a rename, don't you think?" What they say is true. Death does wear blue
"Go into the tall grass if you want to find something," Pochardfoot advised for her apprentice to do. He would probably listen, and turn his back on her, heading into the tall grass. Then she would be able to make her move.
"If there's a cat named Pipistrellekit, then I suppose anything's possible," Lightningfoot replied. "But you are... something." C'mon Lightning, admit that you like Rabbitface. No use in lying now. Bbunlegs 02:51, April 22, 2015 (UTC)
Of course, the tiny apprentice did what he was told, almost vanishing into the tall grass. Only his tail tip could be seen. "U-uh...Pochardfoot? I can't smell anything."
"Something, am I?" Rabbitface purred, crouching down. "Care to elaborate, my dear friend? I absolutely must know what you mean." What they say is true. Death does wear blue 02:57, April 22, 2015 (UTC)
"Keep going. There's bound to be something in there." At the same time the pale tortoiseshell she-cat was stalking the small gray-and-white tabby. She was itching to get this over with. Even after being told she would be committed, she would go against what she was ordered to do; train her apprentice.
Congrats, Rabbitface, you found his weak spot. Lightningfoot was looking the other way, trying to avoid Rabbitface's gaze. "I-I'm not telling you!" he spat. "Not over my dead body." And suddenly he was sounding very dramatic. Good job, you little cotton puff. Bbunlegs 03:11, April 22, 2015 (UTC)
"Alright..." Eelpaw didn't sound very convinced, but he'd try anyway. If there was anything, he was probably scaring it away with the way he was jumping, having to hop about just to get through the grass.
"Oh, really?" Rabbitface snickered, standing up and practically winding himself around the white tom. "Over your dead body, you say?" What they say is true. Death does wear blue 03:18, April 22, 2015 (UTC)
Perfect! Eelpaw was away from Pochardfoot and focused on finding prey. This would give her a reasonable opportunity to go ahead and do the job.
Wiggling her rear, Pochardfoot leaped at the small apprentice, and pinned him down. She placed one of her paws firmly at one of his forelegs in case if he was trying to squirm around. Hopefully it'd be brief, so she could move on to another.
As much as he could have shrank Lightningfoot had to hold his ground. He wasn't going to let his dumb feelings get in the way of this. He would have to be honest with the red-brown tabby.
Wait, huh?! Eelpaw whined loudly, but made no move to defend himself. What was happening?! Wait, Pochardfoot? Were they battle training now? No words, but his confusion and nervousness was clear in his expression.
"Of course I want to know." Rabbitface replied, rubbing his good cheek against Lightningfoots. "So come on, tell me already." What they say is true. Death does wear blue 03:29, April 22, 2015 (UTC)
"Stay still! I don't want you to yell, or else the others will find out!" Pochardfoot hissed at her apprentice. "This is what you get for being a big fuss! Take this!" The pale tortoiseshell slashed at the young cat's throat, rather hastily. Whoop, that wasn't enough. Had to go get another slash at it for her to be satisfied. Once he was dead, she could move on.
The words felt like they all tumbled out. Sure, it wasn't meant to be as hard as it was, but then again, not every cat was as open minded as his circle of... comrades.
"Y-You're a very fine tomcat! Ever since I was an apprentice, I always was drawn to you because you were so good looking," he confessed, looking extremely flustered. "I don't know why it's like that, and when the feeling comes, I try to brush it off, but it never goes!" Genuine words turned into whining, wow, A++ Lightningfoot. Young warrior material all right. Bbunlegs 03:38, April 22, 2015 (UTC)
The first slash had caused pain, so much pain. Couldn't yowl, just a pathetic gurgle. Why, why had she done this? He was fussy? He hadn't meant it! Even as she went to strike again, he was struggling to speak, to apologise. He'd clearly done something wrong if this is what his mentor thought was best. Managed to get out one "I'm s-s-s-sorry" before she hit him again. That was it. So long, little one. There's no surviving this.
Oh. That was. Um. But he didn't...Did he? Rabbitface looked away, suddenly very interested by a small bug that was nearby. "Well, I suppose the feeling is mutual. You're not exactly bad looking, yourself..." What they say is true. Death does wear blue 03:50, April 22, 2015 (UTC)
Turned away for a moment - even she had standards. Wow that was kind of sickening. Turned back to see the apprentice dead on the ground, and hastily she had to devise a plan to hide the body. Hopefully there's dirt nearby. Dragging the corpse, she went into the tall grass to find some moist earth to cover the cat with.
Lightningfoot looked down at himself. Well, Rabbitface's claim wasn't baseless - he was a nice cat, he assumed? Either way... it was better than him getting angry at all.
Stormwhisker lazed around camp, unaware of pretty much anything important going on at the moment. Great job, kid. But, there was nothing for him to do anyway, so we'll let it slide. Owleye, on the other hand, decided to head out of camp for a bit, for some fresh air. Big mistake, guy. Ve-ry big mistake. ♎ giaria time on my side 11:25 Wed Apr 22
"Of course." Yup. Super interested in that bug, it seemed. Just look at the cat you're speaking to you useless tumbleweed. "Why would I lie to you about something like that?" What they say is true. Death does wear blue 12:35, April 22, 2015 (UTC)
"It's just... um..." Lightningfoot was trying to find the right words. For this kind of thing you gotta be careful about what you say, anyway. "... it's just that I didn't expect for you to take it that way. You're a g-good cat." Bbunlegs 13:04, April 22, 2015 (UTC)
"Eh. You're attractive. I'm not going to beat around the bush." Even if he was pretty sure he didn't feel anything for Lightningfoot romantically, the tom was hot. Really hot. "I mean, lots of cats are, but you're more attractive? Maybe it's because we're friends." What they say is true. Death does wear blue 13:12, April 22, 2015 (UTC)
The white tom let out a sigh of relief. Well, it wasn't like Rabbitface was completely weirded out by this revelation?
"I guess so, but I haven't seen a cat as good as you at all," he admitted, twitching his fluffy tail, "probably because, like you said, we're friends, aren't we?" Well, of course you're friends, ya' dolt. Bbunlegs 13:17, April 22, 2015 (UTC)
"No, we're not friends. What gave you that idea. We're only together nearly all the time and we sleep together most of the times. We're totally not friends." Rabbitface replied, tilting his head to the side. "You have bees in your brain, of course we're friends." What they say is true. Death does wear blue 13:19, April 22, 2015 (UTC)
Well, that was obvious enough, but perhaps Lightningfoot asked that because he needed some reassurance. "Thank StarClan that's still the same," he said. "I mean, I have nobody else to go to. Parents are dead, Sootfoot hates me... I don't know if I have anyone else, really." Wow, Lightning, way to be ignorant of your other comrades. Bbunlegs 13:31, April 22, 2015 (UTC)
"Well, there's my brothers. And the others in Harefoots little group. I know we haven't been talking to 'em much but we're still friends I'm pretty sure." Rabbitface still had his head tilted. "But I guess you're not as close to them?" Yeah, he didn't cat spoon with anyone else. What they say is true. Death does wear blue 13:38, April 22, 2015 (UTC)
Rabbitface did bring up a good point, there were the others. Thistlecloud was okay, he supposed, but Harefoot was the most annoying little... ugh. Always up in his face about everything. Still, it wasn't like he was doing anything wrong or anything. And then there was Chubfoot, and Swiftstorm, and Acorntail, and Muskratpaw, and all of the others, who he didn't know much of. Didn't seem to notice him, but that was okay.
Weaselwhisker gave sympathetic glance towards his friend, "that must be a bummer," he commented, he recalled that gathering, after all he was there when all that drama went down, he had sat by his adopted daughter, remembering how confused, but slightly concerned for Guppystar. He gave a soft smile, "hopefully life will get better for you to, Guppystar."
Muskratpaw, grumbling, walked back into the camp, she had been half-hoping a nice walk would clear her mind, but nope, it only brought more worries to her already worried mind. Heck, her sleeping had gotten better ever since Falconpaw's death. She had her periods when she would lie awake in the apprentices' den, literally worrying over every single thing. And, unfortunately for her, she was under one her insomnia periods, it had being going for like what a couple of days? Either way, she was annoyed that she couldn't sleep, she wanted to sleep, but she just couldn't. Swiggty Swace I summon thee Ace . * ･ ｡ﾟ☆━੧༼ •́ ヮ •̀ ༽୨ 22:23, April 22, 2015 (UTC)Ospreypaw
Goldenlight's tail flicked back and forth like a blazing fire, her head rested on her paws. She raised her head when a small shimmer of light caught her attention, but narrowed her eyes sharply. Rising to her paws, she stretched, waltzing over to the apprentice's den with her tail waving. "Applepaw, training time." Flamestar22 22:26, April 22, 2015 (UTC)
Turtletail sat beside Goldenmoon. "Where's Starlingkit?" He asked his mate. Maybe I'll get to mentor my own son. He spotted his daughter Guppypaw. "Guppypaw!" He called to her.— Mel Pray For Peace 22:36, April 23, 2015 (UTC)
Clearsky padded around camp before spotting Stormwhisker, whom she knew she had gotten off on the wrong paw with. She walked over anx bowed her head slightly to him. "Greetings, Stormwhisker," she said politely. Rainy is da... BANANA QUEEN! 03:29, April 24, 2015 (UTC)
Applepaw flicked her head up, and paused, turning to look at Goldenlight. Shrugging, she skipped over to her mentor, and sat down patiently. "So, what first?" ☁ I don't want to be lonely... But am I alone? ☁ 13:52 Sat Apr 25
Applepaw nodded. She dropped into an admirable hunter's crouch to demonstrate her current skills, her legs and tail in the correct positions. Goldenlight's a good teacher, she thought, and crept stealthily across the camp floor. ☁ I don't want to be lonely... But am I alone? ☁ 14:57 Sat Apr 25
Flaringflame wondered about camp, searching for Frostleaf, only to find his mate busy with her new apprentice.---- Cranepaw saw in the Medicine Cat den, looking rather blank. He had some random leaves at his paws, and he didn't have a clue about what they were used for. Maybe I should test it on someone. Now, who do I hate most... The tabby-and-white tom let his green eyes rake across his clanmates outside of his den.Silverstar 21:19, April 25, 2015 (UTC)
Bumblekit watched other cats from the nursery, her silvery bengal fur warming up sightly from the sun. I wonder if momma will let me go outside... she wondered. Rainy is da... BANANA QUEEN! 02:29, April 26, 2015 (UTC)
"I sure hope so," Guppystar chuckled halfheartedly, flattening her tabby-marked ears. Looking around, she figured she had spent enough time lingering at the border, and got down to business. "Just so your clanmates don't think ill of this meeting, shall we get to camp? I wouldn't mind an escort back to the gathering place on the return trip, if you're up to it," she asked, flashing Weaselwhisker a teasing wink as she stood up. —Leggy 04:32, April 26, 2015 (UTC)
"Yeah, no kidding," Clearsky said, looking up at the sky for a moment. StarClan, what's going on in those minds of yours? she thought to herself before looking back down, returning her attention back to the cat she was talking to. Rainy is da... BANANA QUEEN! 16:55, April 26, 2015 (UTC)
Frostleaf finished a days training with Bruiser, deciding to give the tom a break. She bounded up to Flaringflame, purring softly. "Hello darling." She sat down next to him, beginning to groom her ruffled fur. --- Bruisers chest tightened as he sat in the apprentice den, exhausted. "Oh my goodness..." This will be harder than I thought! This means WAR 19:53, April 28, 2015 (UTC)
Flaringflame's gaze softened at the sign of his mate, gently licking her ear. "Hello beautiful," The ginger warrior greeted Frostleaf, letting his tail wrap around his young mate. "How's training with your apprentice going?"Silverstar 21:47, April 28, 2015 (UTC)
Clearsky also got to her paws, heading for the camp entrance. She gave a quick glance back at camp before heading out into the trees to go hunting. Rainy is da... BANANA QUEEN! 02:36, April 29, 2015 (UTC)
Frostleaf paused, pulling away from grooming herself. "Well, its a lot harder then I thought, but Bruisers really coming along well, he's really seeming to get everything." She smiled, leaning against him for a moment. Her next heat was nearing, causing Frostleaf to be a bit more nervous around him. This means WAR 19:58, April 29, 2015 (UTC)