ThornClan/1

Shadowstar sat on the tallrock, her tail sway uneasily, and she was next to her medicine cat, it has been hard these past moons, but a few moments ago, a BreezeClan raid happened, killing her deputy Talonthorn, and the sun was only visible through the storm clouds, and now she had to chose a new deputy... “Wintertree, I know I mustn’t ask, but who’d you think would be a good choice for deputy?” She sighed. Staring at the sun. —Shadowstar
Wintertree shrugged. "It's your decision." He said, then paused. "Maybe Fogshine? His good skills could help. Or Lostwhisper... He's young and eager." - Wintertree
Fogshine returned to camp with two mice hanging out of his jaws by their tails. It had been a rough yet excellent catch, requiring him to navigate swiftly through a line of thorny plants. He was missing a few tufts of hair as a result, but the adrenaline rush that he received from the kill was enough to make up for the loss of fur. Thankfully, his coat was thick enough to cover up what he had lost. -- Fogshine
of course the only toms that are trained enough, but Fogshine hasn’t had an apprentice yet, why is being elder so hard? She sighed. “Well, Fogshine hasn’t had an apprentice yet, nor has Mintgaze, but Redfang has, and didn’t Lostwhispers apprentice recently pass?” Suddenly it struck her in the heart. Falconpaw, her son... she shook her head and sighed. “I must clear my head.” She stood up and yowled down. “Frostypaw! Shall we go on border patrol with Lostwhisper?” She glanced at the tom. —Shadowstar
Wintertree nodded. "Of course." He said. Then smiled encouragingly at his leader. "You'll figure something out." - Wintertree
Lostwhisper resisted the urge to snarl at his leader. What did she think she was, ordering him around?! However, Wintertree gave him a "watch it" expression from behind his leader and Lostwhisper quickly turned it into a forced smile. His chance at deputy was growing now that some of Thornclan's senior warriors were gone. He had had an apprentice one, Almondpaw. He was a frisky one, but too talkative for Lostwhisper's taste. Eventually, he took him into the woods, and killed him, coming back covered in scratches he had made on himself, and claimed it was a fox attack. Lostwhisper's smile turned into a genuine one recalling the memories. "I'll come." He said. Frostypaw and Shadowstar padded out of camp along with Lostwhisper, whose long and confident strides quickly put him in the front. - Lostwhisper
“Well, we should hunt in the places we didn’t, the ore must be hiding around the Owlplace, so, let us go and try to bring much prey back.” Shadowstar was top lost in her thoughts as the patrol headed north.- Shadowstar
Redfang hissed at Lostwhisper. Then turned to Shadowstar. “Shadowstar may I accompany too?” He asked quickly. “Oh, sure Redfang. Anyone else?” She asked. Mintgaze just growled and turned away. Redfang needed to know the truth, as the patrol carried on, he wondered. Had Lostwhisper killed Almondpaw? His younger brother?—Redfang
Frostypaw didn't like that Lostwhisper guy- he gave her the heebiejeebies, so she was very relieved to know that Redfang was trying to tag along. Although, she bit her lip about the whole Lostwhisper thing and hurried behind Shadowstar, practically walking on her mentor's heels as she attempted to avoid the eerie tom. The little pale-pelted apprentice never meant any harm, especially considering that she was probably the least ambitious cat in the entire clan. She was much more interested in stories and tales of old. -- Frostypaw
“So! How are you? It’s been awhile since we both had been on patrol.” Shadowstar meowed eagerly, trying to get her kind off of the situation—-Shadowstar
Lostwhisper simply plodded along with the rest of the patrol. He caught two plump squirrels, though almost killing himself in the procces. He had to make a good impression! Deputy was what he had been dreaming for him whole life. - Lostwhisper
Shatteredsky looked at the sky. Silverpelt was slowly fading away and the sun was beginning to rise. “Grayfur, please forgive me. It is all my fault! Please don’t leave me and our son!” Shatteredsky was thinking of his dead mate, Grayfur a former loner. Grayfur joined ThornClan and died having their son, Shadepaw. Shatteredsky blames himself for his mate’s death. Shatteredsky saw only a twinkle from a star as his answer. Shatteredsky heard a soft whisper, “Don’t worry Shatteredsky. It was never your fault. I still am here and I still love you.” Shatteredsky calmed down a little and padded out of the warrior’s den.--Shatteredsky
Shadepaw glanced out of the apprentice’s den. Shadepaw felt a pang if sadness as he watched his father look at Silverpelt, as he did every morning. Shadepaw padded out and stretched. Shadepaw glanced out towards the woods, getting a feeling of adventure. “It isn’t your time yet Shadepaw. You have to wait.”--Shadepaw
(Darn I wanted Shatteredsky to be deputy. But he is very emotional so maybe not. :3)--Rowan
(Yeah, that's Wintertree didn't suggest it. Besides, has Shatteredsky had an apprentice?) -- Whiteout
Redfang glared at Lostwhisper. “Shadowstar, May we talk alone?” He growled. “Oh?” Shadowstar then looked serious, which made Redfang uncomfortable. “Okay, Frostypaw you keep hunting, and Lostwhisper same with you but on the opposite side.” She then padded behind a bramble bush with Redfang. “What is it Redfang? Please don’t tell me that you want to become deputy because I’m not letting anyone who asks, they need to be worthy.” She stood up strait. “Erm, no, Shadowstar, it’s about Almondpaw..... I don’t think that “attack” Lostwhisper mentioned was real! Almondpaw was about to become an apprentice! C’mon! Do you really believe in Lostwhisper of all cats in ThornClan?” He burst. Shadowstars fur bristled and he knew she would lash out. “Lost shadow is a loyal warrior Redfang! And can’t you see I already have enough stress on my paws? Huh! Can’t you? I don’t even know why Pricklestar chose me! I can’t handle it and it’s worrying me if I’m making a good choice! It’s you or him for the deputy position! And so far....” she stopped. Sighed. And turned. “You and Lostwhisper can head more downhill, I’m hearing there are rabbits on out territory now. And don’t let us have this conversation again.” She snarled. Then she padded up to Lostwhisper. “You and Redfang go forward up hill, I must train my apprentice.” She added with worry, then padded up to Frostypaw. “since it’s been awhile, tell me all you've learned so we can keep learning.” She said calming down at the sight of frostypaws white pelt.—Shadowstar & Redfang
Frostypaw was quickly distracted when her mentor attempted to strike up a conversation. The white feline pricked her fuzzy ears and quickened her pace to keep up with Shadowstar. "I'm ok, just a lil bored sometimes since the apprentice's den is pretty empty, and whatever apprentices are in there are yucky toms!" Her mom always said that toms had cooties. She paused mid ramble when she noticed that Shadowstar was going off to talk with Redfang, and so the apprentice shuffled along awkwardly. She didn't want to be alone with Lostwhisper- he was scary. So, instead of continuing on her hunt, she sat awkwardly in the open and waited for Shadowstar to finish her little conversation. "Oh! I learn every day, not much and maybe not very important things, but...well, I haven't practiced hunting rabbits in a while, just mostly squirrels."-- Frostypaw
 “Have you ever thought about catching birds?” Shadowstar grinned. — Shadowstar
Lostwhipser resisted the urge to smirk at Redfang. After "accidentally" over hearing his little tattle-tail about him, and then hearing Shadowstar brushing him away, he was feeling more confident than ever about deputy. Redfang just stared him down. - Lostwhisper
“I know you killed Almondpaw, you need to pay.” Redfang hissed, then he unsheathed his claws and pounced on Lostwhisper, slashing his pelt and sinking his fangs into it.—Redfang
Lostwhisper, not expecting this, was easily pinned down with his underbelly exposed. Redfang slashed viciously at it. Blinded by anger and pain, Lostwhisper let himself go limp and Redfang relaxed a little, just enough so that Lostwhisper could push him off and land on top of Redfang. Lostwhisper snarled at him. "You're just a meddling pest in the way. Nothing is stopping me from killing you." Lostwhisper growled. He raised his claw. Then, bursting out of the undergrowth came Wintertree carrying a bundle of herbs in his mouth. He dropped them in shock. "What is going on?!" He asked. Lostwhisper stayed on top of Redfang but relaxed his grip. His sides were heaving, and he was soaked in blood, though most of it was not his own. "Redfang attacked me!" Lostwhisper cried, sounding weak. "No! He killed Almondpaw!" Redfang objected, showing his teeth. Wintertree furrowed his brow then glared at both of them. "Come with me. You need to talk to Shadowstar." - Wintertree and Lostwhisper
“Okay, so maybe the first attempt wasn’t the best, buuuut we could—.” Shadowstar paused as she saw Wintertree approach with wounded warriors. “Wintertree! What happened?” She yowled. Redfang hissed.—Shadowstar
Frostypaw stared at the pair of scratched-up warriors wide-eyed, her blue pools filled with terror. How could cats possibly bring themselves to attack their own clanmate? Was ThornClan even a safe home for her? Was she next?! -- Frostypaw
Wintertree glared at the two injured warriors behind him then turned his gaze to Shadowstar. "I found these two fighting near the Flooded Monster." Shadowstar nodded then turned to Lostwhisper. "What happened?" She asked. "We were going hunting and then Redfang claimed that I killed Almondpaw!" Lostwhisper said, sounding genuinely hurt, and he was, hurt and angry at himself for having a measly warrior find out what he did. - Lostwhisper and Wintertree
Shatteredsky padded slowly to the fresh-kill pile. He never felt so lonely in his life. Shatteredsky thought, “Shadowstar has to choose deputy soon. Who is going to be deputy? Obviously it won’t be me, she never liked me. Who would ever want to pick me?” Shatteredsky saw that Shadepaw was padding towards him and they rubbed muzzles. Shatteredsky was glad that StarClan let him have his son. Shatteredsky and Shadepaw picked up a their own vole and laid down to eat. Shadepaw dug into the animal while Shatteredsky looked at the dead creature, suddenly his hunger fading away and replaced by his longing for his mate.--Shatteredsky and Shadepaw 
Mist was surrounding the forest treetops as gingershine returned to camp with a few birds, a crow, and two sparrows, a pretty lucky catch. Then she placed the, gently in the fresh kill pile. Then lay in a shady spot, licking her paws. Yes, she had no claws, but oddly enough, she was like the best bird hunter in ThornClan! She felt pride swell up in her again, then she remembered all of her kittypet friends... “this is what I chose.” She reminded herself.—Gingershine 
“Redfang. I’ve warned you about this and you disobey the clan again?!” Her fur bristled. “Lostwhisper, you may return to camp with your catches, Redfang as well, I need a punishment. And Wintertree, what exactly where you doing in the forest right when this happened?” She was a little surprised the tom was there, a clanmate never disrespects the cats in his clans. Redfang is wrong!—Shadowstar 
Lostwhisper nodded, and then padded off to camp. - Lostwhisper 
"Well, the plauge that all the clans- I mean the medicine cats- are talking about! I wanted to make sure we had enough herbs!" Wintertree said, gesturing to the Feverfew at his paws. "We should be prepared." He said quietly, looking at the ground. "I don't want to lose anyone." - Wintertree 
Shadowstar nodded. then she Turned to Frostypaw, “frostypaw, shall we do a short hunting lesson on hunting birds?”—Shadowstar 
Frostypaw snapped her head over in the direction of her leader, after she obviously got caught in a short-term and sudden daydream. "Oh! Uh, yeah...let's go with birds!" She decided with a wide grin. -- Frostypaw
Fogshine took it upon himself to clean up camp while most of the cats were out and about. He was horribly bored and tired of being left in camp, despite having only recently returned from a hunt. It wouldn't be wise to leave camp unprotected with so many warriors already outside of camp. -- Fogshine
Lostwhisper trecked back into the forest looking for herbs, unnerved by what he had just seen. How could Redfang accuse Lostwhisper of killing his own apprentice?! True, he was mean, but that was beyond his capabilities. He sighed, and stared up at the sky. At least the half moon meeting is soon. Maybe the other medicine cat's can help... - Wintertree
Shatteredsky padded out of the camp and went to hunt. He needed to clear is mind. Shatteredsky heard the sound of prey and dropped into the hunter’s crouch. Shatteredsky leaped and killed his prey. Shatteredsky pelt a soft pelt brush his and heard, “Great job Shatteredsky!” Shatteredsky drew in the scent of Grayfur before it disappeared. “Grayfur, please stay longer!” But the smell disappeared and only the wind blew. Shatteredsky padded back to camp with his prey in his jaws.--Shatteredsky
Shadepaw looked around the camp. He needed to do something. Shadepaw thought, “Well no one needs me so....I guess that means I am free.” Shadepaw’s paws prickled at the thought of going to the forest again. Shadepaw raced out of the ThornClan camp.--Shadepaw
Shadepaw came back, happy after meeting Flamepaw. When he met her, he felt something stirring inside him. Shadepaw saw that some ThornClan cats were looking at his scars in horror. Shadepaw ignored. Shadepaw went to get some fresh kill before his training.--Shadepaw
Lostwhisper noticed Shadepaw coming into camp with some scars. He padded up to him. "Hey Shadepaw. Where did you get those bad boys from?" - Lostwhisper
Shadepaw acted normal. "I was just driving a loner off ThornClan territory. Are we going to train now?"--Shadepaw
(Btw Whiteout Lostwhisper will not find out about Flame and Shade)--Rowan
"I'm not your mentor." He snapped, then stalked away. A rouge? On ThornClan territory?! He'd kill that rouge when he got a chance. - Lostwhisper
"I never said you were! But Fogshine hasn't been around lately! What am I supposed to do then?"--Shadepaw
Lostwhisper turned his steely glare on Shadepaw. "Well then, why don't we just practice fighting then?" - Lostwhisper
Shadepaw mewed, ignoring Fogshine’s gaze, “Why not? I can’t keep track of my mentor. What do you want me to do?”--Shadepaw
"Show me what you've got." Lostwhisper said with sneer. - Lostwhisper
Shadepaw nodded. Shadepaw did all he knew and saw that Lostwhisper was surprised and impressed. But Shadepaw knew that Fogshine was always wanting to put someone down.--Shadepaw
Lostwhisper had to admit that it was fun to fight with the younger tom. Of course, Lostwhisper had suggested that they fight the way you really would in a battle, claws unsheathed. When the sun was beginning to sink down in the horizon both cats were covered in a variety of battle scars. Lostwhisper gave the tom a smile. "You're a good fighter for an apprentice." He said, licking his wounds. - Lostwhisper
Shadepaw nodded his thanks but didn't say anything. Shadepaw waited for a nasty reply.--Shadepaw
"You could have done so much better a my apprentice." Lostwhisper whispered in Shadepaw's ear. "I could have taught you so much about fight and tactic, and getting other cats to do as you say." - Lostwhisper
Shadepaw snorted. He called it! "That is what you think Lostwhisper! But maybe I have another opinion!" Shadepaw padded to the fresh kill pile, avoiding the tom.--Shadepaw
Lostwhisper sneered at the tom. "One day..." He said. - Lostwhisper
Wintertree bustled around the medicine den preparing to go to the half-moon meeting. He quickly washed his fur, and then called Shadowstar over. "I'm going to leave now!" He said. - Wintertree
"One day you will be dead! That is 'one day'! Someone will come and kill you mouse-brained! So I hope you are ready for that dead cat!"--Shadepaw
Lostwhisper sneered at the retreating tom. Pushing peoples buttons was his favorite pastime. But, he knew is Shadepaw killed him Shadepaw would be exiled by the clan. His thoughts returned to the rouge. Lostwhispered hated rouges. He decided to be extra careful around the border. That rouge was going to meet an gruesome end. - Lostwhisper
(Btw Whiteout, no one is supposed to find out about Shade and Flame unless I say so.)--RowanSpark
(Okay) -Whiteout
Shatteredsky ran to his son. "Shadepaw are you ok? Where did you get those scratches?" Shadepaw mewed, "I was fighting a loner. I am ok." Shatteredsky was afraid if he would lose his son too. Shadepaw nuzzled his father. "I am ok Shatteredsky. Don't worry." Shatteredsky hoped his son was right.--Shadepaw and Shatteredsky
“Lostwhisper! Are you alright? WHTA happened!” Gingershine ran up to the tom. “Those wound look severe, well, I wouldn’t know, but, tell me WHTA happened.”—Gingershine
dusk was rising, and Shadowstar grew tireless. “Erm, we should return to camp Frostypaw, I need to be ready for the ceremony.” She flicked her tail restlessly and had a vision in her mind of who she’d want to be her deputy, but was he the only choice she had?—Shadowstar
Lostwhisper looked at Gingershine curiously. No one ever asked if he was okay, not even Wintertree. He was unnerved by this and answered, "I'm fine. I was fighting with Shadepaw, to test his skills. They'll heal by themselves." - Lostwhisper
“oh? Did you ask Wintertree for some herbs? I think he’ll help. Anyways, i hope it was worth the scars.” She smiled at the tom. He looked rather confused than satisfied. Does he have any friends? She sighed in her mind.—Gingershine
Fogshine finished cleaning out the nursery and warrior's den, and later completed his self-assigned task of reinforcing the nursery, in case of an attack from WillowClan. With the plague knocking out cats left and right, who was to know when WillowClan might seek out an opportunity? There was nothing wrong with being prepared, and a good warrior would know that. Or, so Fogshine thought. -- Fogshine
Frostypaw yawned lazily. "Yeah...I'm so hungry that I could eat another cat, but so tired that I'd...die trying." The pale apprentice mumbled as she trudged back towards camp with her mentor. -- Frostypaw
Shadepaw looked around for his mentor. "Uh Fogshine has a duty. Can't he keep it?" Shadepaw padded over to Lostwhisper. "Hey Lostwhisper. So Fogshine is always busy and I need to defend my Clan. Can you just train me?" Shadepaw looked up at the sky. After the deputy would be picked, he would meet Flamepaw.--Shadepaw
Shadowstar sighed and looked at the dusk above the clans. “Wintertree, May StarClan be with you.” (Lol) she meowed as the tom ran into the dark forest. His last tufts of gray fur where then swallowed up by the sheer darkness and golden sunbeams of the twisted forest ThornClan called home. Then she entered her den and sighed. “I’ve made my decision.” She whispered in her mind.—Shadowstar
Fogshine twitched his ears in annoyance when he heard his apprentice's comment. I'm clearly here, yet you choose not to train with me. Whatever- someone actually has to keep camp clean and secure, being a warrior isn't about just fighting. Unfortunately, some cats are too blind to see that. The tom thought to himself dryly as he pressed bracken into the side of the nursery to further secure it. -- Fogshine
Frostypaw was dragging her heels as she entered camp, letting out another yawn as she did so. It had been quite an...eventful day, so it was no surprise that the little apprentice was overwhelmed. She fished a small mouse out of the fresh kill pile and settled down, so she could hear what her mentor had to say. It would be rude of her to go to sleep now. -- Frostypaw
the moon was high and her warriors paced around camp until Shadowtsar padded out of her den to the high ledge. “Let all you cats who are able to catch their own prey gather around high ledge for a clan meeting.” She yowled. Worried about her turning stomach.—Shadowstar
Shadepaw flicked his tail from Lostwhisper and padded to Shatteredsky. Shatteredsky and Shadepaw padded below the High Ledge. Would Shatteredsky be deputy?--Shadepaw and Shatteredsky
“It is moonhigh and I must elect a new deputy.” She didnt dare look down at the eyes. Her clan was counting on her.—Shadowstar
Fogshine had stopped his work, deciding to finish it after the meeting rather than be a distraction. He sat close to Frostypaw, who seemed to be struggling to keep her eyes open. Poor kid. -- Fogshine & Frostypaw
Lostwhisper sat next to Fogshine and began to groom, proud of his chances. Shatteredsky hadn't had an apprentice yet and therefore was not a candidate. Lostwhiper wan't sure if Fogshine had had one, but he honestly didn't care whether he became one here, he would somehow kill whoever did become deputy. Simple as catching a mouse. - Lostwhisper
“I say these words before StarClan, so that the spirits of our warrior ancestors may hear and approve of my choice. The new deputy of ThornClan is Redfang.” The yowled across the clearing of thorn bushes and gathered cats. She was a but hesitant though, but the other warriors had either not trained an apprentice, or didn’t seem to have been qualified as in mentally and either emotionally. She took in a long breath as Redfang stepped forward. “Hello, Redfang. Your deputy now, the closest cat I trust. I know you will bring the clan to greatness.” Shadowstar purred.
Redfang didn’t know what to say, thanks would be too little, but wow would be too much, his stomach turned upside down and he didn’t feel balanced. “Wow, thanks Shadowstar.” Mousebran! You said both!—Redfang
Mintgaze couldnt help but to feel happy for Redfang, they’d been friends from the start and she liked to be around him more, perhaps she’d be more kind and not as mean?—Mintgaze
Shatteredsky nodded his congratulations to Redfang. The brown and white tom didn't care if he wasn't picked deptuy. The sooner he died, the better. Shatteredsky saw Shadepaw looking at Redfang and nodded his head too, but angry flared in his eyes. Shatteredsky just wanted Grayfur.--Shatteredsky
Shadepaw had enough of this nonsense. Shadepaw stomped over to Lostwhisper, feeling a dark power wash over him. "Redfang doesn't deserve to be deputy! You need to train me! Darkly!--Shadepaw
Lostwhiper sneered at Shadepaw. "And why would I do that?" He asked, chuckling a quiet dark laugh. - Lostwhisper
"First you wanted me to do that! And second Fogshine isn't training me. But it looks like you changed your mind and would rather go to the elder's den."--Shadepaw
Lostwhiper let out a laugh. "Very amusing, but seriously. After flat out refusing me and then threatening to kill me you come crawling back to me, you're an interesting cat Shadepaw." - Lostwhisper
Shadepaw's fur bristled. "I never said I would kill you! I said someone might kill you! Anyway I thought you liked murder. And with mentoring, you were not nice when you asked and you spoked like that dead Tigerstar. And I had hope for Fogshine. But I have lost it!--Shadepaw
"Of course. Why don't we start with stealth tactics, and a fighting move I've made up." - Lostwhisper
Gingershine interrupted the scene. “Hey! Don’t fight during a clan meeting! Also, Lostwhisper, you should still see Wintertree about those wounds, I don’t like any of my clanmates to be hurt, if you understand”.—Gingershine
Shadepaw nodded his thanks to Lostwhisper. Then Shadepaw muttered to Gingershine, "We weren't going to! We live here you know! And Lostwhisper is not crying, so that means he is ok!" Shadepaw whispered to Lostwhisper, "I will see you after this meeting." Shadepaw ran to sit next to his father.--Shadepaw
“odd little apprentice. He should probably have more respect for his peers but whatever.” Gingershine meowed bitterly.—Gingershine
"Hah, You know apprentices these days, never can deal with them, they're always begging for stuff." Lostwhisper elbowed (However cats do that...) Gingershine. - Lostwhisper
“yeah, they are a bit rough.” Gingershine smiled. —Gingershines
Shadepaw heard Lostwhisper's remark. Oh so now he wants to be nice to warriors! "Fine. I don't need him then!"--Shadepaw
Lostwhisper then padded off into the forest, sneering. Gingershine could be a powerful ally, her sharp claws could kill many cats for him. One more pawn in his game. "Hey Shadepaw! You ready?" He asked. - Lostwhisper
lol she doesn't have any claws. Lol she has sharper fangs tho))
Shadepaw spat, "You said I was begging. So I should leave you alone!”Shadepaw ram out of sight towards the WillowClan border.--Shadepaw
Shadepaw padded into camp, troubled. What did Flamepaw mean? Didn't she love him as he loved her? "I have to see her again. I will do whatever it takes."--Shadepaw
Nightpaw spotted Shadepaw padding back into camp. "Shadepaw? Are you okay?" the black tom mewed. - Nightpaw
Shadepaw grumbled, "Why wouldn't I be! Why would you care anyway?"--Shadepaw
Nightpaw didn't seem to take the hint. He kept peppering Shadepaw with questions. "Where we you? What were you up to? You smell funny! Why are you always grumpy? What's wrong? What are you doing?" - Nightpaw
Now well-rested from her nap following the deputy ceremony, Frostypaw eagerly sought out her mentor, Shadowstar. She was itching to continue their training on bird and squirrel catching. -- Frostypaw
Shadepaw whipped around. "IT IS NON OF YOUR BUISNESS NIGHTPAW! WE AREN'T EVEN FRIENDS!" Shadepaw ran to the apprentice's den and curled up in his bed.--Shadepaw
This time, Nightpaw felt taken aback. But he was used to sharp comments on his pestering behavior. The black tom shrugged. Then he headed over to the fresh-kill pile and indulged on a plump vole. - Nightpaw
The dainty white apprentice soon found Shadowstar, and approached her with an enthusiastic gleam in her frosted eyes. "Hello, Shadowstar! Can we continue our hunting practice now?" -- Frostypaw
“oh yes! Sorry,” shadowstar flicked her tail and dismissed the meeting. And padded to her new apprentice. “Were where we?”—Shadowstar
Her mentor's response caused a small smile to grow on Frostypaw's features. "I don't remember!" She said honestly in a tone that was still upbeat and merry. She thought on for several silent moments until she flicked her tail. "We were either working on catching squirrels, or birds." -- Frostypaw
Nightpaw rose to his paws, his belly full and pelt warm. He decided he would go look for Shadepaw. He found the tabby tom curled up in the apprentice's den. "Shadepaw?" the black tom mewed. "Do you want to go battle train together?" - Nightpaw
Shadepaw got drowsily up and asked, "Why? You only like to annoy me. Whatever c'mon." Shadepaw padded out with Nightpaw behind him. Shadepaw looked at the WillowClan border and smelled the faint scent of Flamepaw. Soon my love, soon.--Shadepaw
Nightpaw carefully padded down to the Training Ravine. A loose rock clattered and fell to the bottom. The black tom jumped down onto the bare rock, facing Shadepaw. "Okay, are you ready?" Without waiting for an answer, Nightpaw sprang forward. All the moves Redfang had ever taught him tingled in his fur. Careful not to unsheathe his claws, Nightpaw bowled Shadepaw over, pinning the tabby tom to the ground. Nightpaw's jaws snapped close to his denmates ear. - Nightpaw
Shadepaw kicked Nightpaw off, anger in his pelt. "Don't you ever learn to ask mouse-brained? Uh I should have not trained with you at all!"--Shadepaw
"You should have been ready!" snarled Nightpaw. He lunged forward, knocking Shadepaw's front paws away. As the tom tripped, Nightpaw twisted and gripped Shadepaw's tail, pinning the tabby on the ground once more. "Fight me!" the black tom sneered. "You're like a kittypet!" - Nightpaw
Shadepaw had enough. Shadepaw leaped up and battled the apprentice. Shadepaw pinned Nightpaw down and growled, "Don't EVER call me a Kittypet fox dung. I was smelling the borders, but it looks like you don't care if the other Clans invade us." Shadepaw got off Nightpaw and padded back to camp. Shadepaw spat over his shoulder, "I don't fight cats that don't have sense!"--Shadepaw
Nightpaw bristled. He had sense! He sprang, landing on Shadepaw's shoulders. Nightpaw was an excellent fighter. He was actually the best fighter in the Clan, by facts. He was a senior apprentice, and very close to becoming a warrior. Closer than Shadepaw was. Nightpaw used his weight to knock Shadepaw to the ground. He rolled, keeping his claws sheathed and pinned Shadepaw in a classic grip. - Nightpaw
Shadepaw yowled and kicked Nightpaw off. Shadepaw made the apprentice lay on the ground. "I told you I don't fight cats that are stupid and dumb. Like you. If you want to fight something, fight a fly." Shadepaw got off the apprentice and walked to the ThornClan camp. Shadepaw went and picked a mole for himself.--Shadepaw
Nightpaw curled his lip. No cat got away with insulting him! I will get back at you, he thought as he watched Shadepaw sink his teeth into the mole. - Nightpaw
Nightpaw got to his paws and padded toward the medicine cat den. He shifted through the herbs, scenting each one. Here it is! he thought. Poppy seeds. - Nightpaw
Nightpaw headed toward the fresh-kill pile. He selected a warm, plump vole and dragged it toward him. He trotted in the shade of the elder's den, his black pelt hiding him in the shadows. He unsheathed his claws and slit the vole's belly, opening up a thin gash. Nightpaw couldn't help but grin as he slid the thin, black poppy seeds into the folds of organs. Then he hid the vole away under a bush. He got to his paws and padded across the clearing and out of camp. He found what he was looking for just outside the steep walls. He gripped a pawful of soft brown-gray leaves in his jaws, the color of the vole's fur, and walked nonchalantly across the clearing. As soon as he was out of sight, Nightpaw stuffed the leaves into the vole to hide the gash in its belly. Then he padded up to Shadepaw who was in the camp. He dropped the vole at the tabby's paws. "A peace offering," Nightpaw mewed. - Nightpaw
Shadepaw looked up suspicious at Nightpaw. "I just ate. And that vole smells funny. What did you do?" Shadepaw noticed a look of amusement on the black apprentice's face. Something was going on.--Shadepaw
Nightpaw thought of something fast. "It's...from the leader," he started. - Nightpaw
Shadepaw growled, "You can tell that I already ate. And anyway, Shadowstar is not here you stupid fur-ball!"-Shadepaw smirked, "I will say it if you eat it. How about....." Shadepaw sniffed the vole. "Its stomach. If you are ok, I will eat it."-Shadepaw
"Okay," Nightpaw mewed. He sat back on his haunches in satisfaction as he watched Shadepaw sink his teeth into the belly of the vole. - Nightpaw
Shadepaw knew immediantly something was wrong. "You lier! You put poppy seeds in here!" Suddenly an idea cam to him. "So you were stealing? Wait till I tell the Clan what you stole and what you did with them!" Shadepaw smirked before he closed his eyes.--Shadepaw
 Shatteredsky padded into camp and saw Nightpaw near Shadepaw. Alarm surged through him as he saw Shadepaw asleep and Nightpaw smiling but also frowning. Shatteredsky slapped Nightpaw and growled, "Look what you did! Are you a traitor to your Clan? Go clean the elder's den NOW!" Shatteredsky nudged his son and felt relief surge through him as he saw his son still breathing. A sweet voice mewed, "Shadepaw is sleeping my love. He will awake." Shatteredsky breathed before sitting beside his son.--Shatteredsky
Nightpaw scowled, but also felt pleased. That would teach Shadepaw to mess with him, he thought as he trotted to the elder's den. - Nightpaw
Shadepaw binked his eyes open. Shatteredsky's scent hung arond, but he wasn't near. Shadepaw smirked and padded over to the medicene cat den. Shadepaw mewed, "Greetings Wintertree. I don't think you have noticed but Nightpaw tricked me in eating poppy seeds. I suggest you tell Shadowstar or talk to Nightpaw himself." After taking one last glance at Wintertree's sprised face, Shadepaw ran out of camp to sneek in WillowClan to see Flamepaw, without her permition.--Shadepaw
"What?" Wintertree asked, confused. "Nightpaw stole herbs!" Shadepaw yelled as he exited the den. "Oh." Wintertree said. "Nightpaw? Really?" He muttered to himself. He flicked his tail dismissively. "I'll talk to him about it later..." - Wintertree
Lostwhisper spotted Shadepaw exiting camp. "Hey Shadepaw." He sneered. "Where are you off to?" - Lostwhisper
Shadepaw flicked his tail. “None of your business brat!” Shadepaw ran out of sight and sat, catching his breath before padding away again.—Shadepaw
Nightpaw suddenly spotted Shadepaw running out of camp. Where's he off to? he thought, before following the tabby tom from camp. - Nightpaw
Lostwhisper blacked Nightpaw's way with his tail. "You aren't going anywhere." He growled. "Wintertree needs you anyway. Shadepaw has his own business to attend to." - Lostwhisper
(Remembe they don’t know anything.)-Rowan or DarkMaster
(That exactly what he said. Read the rp really closely. He's bloacky NIGHTPAW's way saying "WINTERTREE NEEDS YOU.") - Whitout
(OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO MY BAD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)--Rowan or DarkMaster
Nightpaw nodded, but narrowed his eyes at Shadepaw's tail rounded the corner. The black tom trotted over to the medicine cat den and his nose was filled with the scent of herbs. - Nightpaw
Wintertree turned, spotting Nightpaw. "Nightpaw..." He said, glaring at him. "Shadepaw told me you stole poppy seeds from my supply. Is this true?" - Wintertree
With her hunting training with Shadowstar complete for the day, Frostypaw took the liberty to enjoy a small break. The dainty white apprentice chewed on a shrew thoughtfully while staring at camp's exit, several thoughts running through her mind. Would ThornClan get the cure, even though they weren't heavily affected? What would her warrior name be? How was her 'friend' doing...? I could go ask... -- Frostypaw
Nightpaw flicked his black tail smugly. "Maybe," he meowed slowly. "But Shadepaw deserved it." - Nightpaw
Shadowstar dismissed the meeting, but then she looked around. “Wait, where’s Shadepaw?”—Shadowstar
Shatteredsky was startled. "Shadepaw? Shadepaw! Shadowstar, where is he?!" Shatteredsky suddenly saw Nightpaw. "What did you do to him!?" Shatteredsky announced, "I am going to find him!" Shatteredsky raced out of camp, and following his son's scent.--Shatteredsky
(They will think that is was just a rogue aka Flame.)--Rowan or DarkMasters
Shadowstar gasped. “Oh no!” As Timberfrost hissed. “Ugh. Apprentices....” and she followed Shatteredsky. “I’ll help.”—Timberfrost
Shatteredsky spat, "Shadepaw is nothing to you! He is my son, not yours." Shatteredsky stopped himself. "I am sorry Timberfrost, but I would like to find him myself. It is just after Grayfur......" Sadness periced his heart when he thought of his love.--Shatteredsky
Timberfrost rolled her eyes. “He’s over here sobbing ball of mouse bile. You can’t grieve forever.” She yawned.—Tomberfrost
Shatteredsky spat, "You never had love. Grayfur was everything! Forget helping me." Shatteredsky followed Shadepaw's scent with his head hanging.--Shatteredsky
"Hey, Frostypaw. What're you...doing?" The friendly voice belonged to the mud-colored Mousenose, who was standing over the white apprentice with his head cocked curiously. She had just been staring off into space, as if she was made of stone. "Oh! Hi Mousenose- don't worry about it." Frostypaw spoke up quickly. -- Frostypaw & Mousenose
Shatteredsky padded past two bushes and stopped. There is front of him was Shadepaw, staring at nothing and blood at his neck. "No! No Shadepaw!" Shatteredsky ran forward and pressed his muzzle into his son's fur. His son had the smell of a rogue, but also something else. "Shadepaw I am so sorry! I should have taken your place! No I have nothing left!" Suddenly two smells wove around him. His vision showed Grayfur and Shadepaw padding up to him. They looked ghostly with stars in their paws. Grayfur pressed against him and Shadepaw at his other side. Shadepaw looked angrily at his body, but Grayfur pressed against her mate. "We are always with you Shatteredsky. We will wait for you." As the two cats faded away, Shatteredsky picked up his son't body and buried it near Grayfur's. "I will come soon." Shatteredsky padded back to the ThornClan camp.--Shatteredsky
Timberfrost rolled her eyes. “Toms.” She growled.—Timberfrost
Fogshine was pulling a thorn out of his paw pad. Last time I chase a squirrel into those prickers... The sepia tom grumbled to himself mentally before he spat the sharp-edged plant out. -- Fogshine
Timberfrost yawned as she padded into camp. She wasn’t worried about Shadepaw though. Apprentices should know better.—Timberfrost
Frostypaw's eyes darted to her paws, growing silent. "Uhhh..." Mousenose stared at her expectingly, and so the white she-cat jumped to her paws suddenly. "Uhhh, I....I gotta go!" Frostypaw decided before she darted out of camp in a flash. Strange. -- Frostypaw
Foxpaw laid his handsome reward to the clan on the prey pile. Two fast rabbits and a squirrel. Enough to tire a tom out! Surprisingly he was as tired as a badger in leaf-bare! He grinned as he took a plump mouse and started horsing it down.—Foxpaw
Frostypaw hurried out of camp, leaving Mousenose in a period of prolonged, confused silence. He eventually shrugged it off and walking off to bother someone else, whereas Frostypaw continued towards the border. -- Frostypaw
Foxpaw raised a brow and padded to Mudnoses side. “Sheesh what’s wrong with her?”—Foxpaw
Mousenose shrugged. -- Mousenose
Meanwhile, Frostypaw proceeded towards the border, her white tail held high and triangular ears perked forward out of keen interest. The nocturnal behavior of most CaveClan cats made their meetings difficult- hopefully he wouldn't miss this one as well. -- Frostypaw
Fleetpaw hopped around camp as the stars rose she was full of boundless energy. “Wowwwww! Look Whitepaw! It’s Silverpelt!” She burst loudly. Then was cursed out. “Shut up beebrain! Some cays are trying to sleep!” And she flattened her ears in hot embarrassment. “Sorry!” She yowled. Which triggered more groans. “Heh....” she sighed.
Whitepaw didn’t turn to her sister. She stared angrily at the stars. “This is all your fault!” She whispered.—Fleetpaw & Whitepaw
Shatteredsky padded into camp and looked around for Shadowstar. He spotted her and mewed, "Shadowstar, Shadepaw is dead. It had rogues scent on it and I think we might have a rogue on our territory."--Shatteredsky
Nightpaw returned to camp, pelt ruffled. Shadepaw was dead! Shock vibrated through him in thin waves. The black tom shook his head, swallowing hard. He spotted his mentor, Redfang. He trotted over to the tom. "Can we battle train now?" he rasped. - Nightpaw
Frostypaw continued to march along ThornClan's outskirts as she headed soutward. CaveClan's territory was very, very far away, but her and Growlpaw made it work. Today would be less travel on her part, as the pair would be meeting by the southern edge of the lake. -- Frostypaw
Sunpaw peeked her head into the Medicine Den, spying Wintertree and Moonpaw. "Hey guys! Have you seen Frostypaw?" She asked. "Oh be quiet, Sunpaw!" Moonpaw snapped. Wintertree rested his his tail on Moonpaw's shoulder. "Chill." He said, then turned to Sunpaw. "Come to think of it, I haven't. You should probably go find her; wouldn't want her getting lost." "Okie!" Sunpaw said, dashing out of camp. "Oh Frostypaw!" She called. "Frostypaw, come out, come out, where ever you are!" - Sunpaw/Moonpaw/Wintertree
The little white apprentice angled her ears backwards when she heard Sunpaw's voice coming from behind her. They were friends, but today...well, today Frostypaw was due to hang out with someone else, someone she couldn't tell anybody about, not even Sunpaw. Holding her breath, the blue-eyed apprentice retreated into the undergrowth to hide from her golden friend. -- Frostypaw
"FROSTYPAW!" Sunpaw hollered, then heard something in the bushes. She eagerly pounced yelling, "Found ya'!" But it was nothing but a squirrel. "I hope Frostypaw's okay..." Sunpaw murmered. (Permission for Sunpaw to find her whiskers?) - Sunpaw
(No, no permission. She's going to visit her boyfriend) The tiny white apprentice continued to hold her breath. She could hear Sunpaw crashing into a bush in the distance- hopefully she was only chasing after prey. -- Frostypaw
Redfang nodded. “I don’t see what’s wrong with midnight training.” He purred. Though he decided to ask the beautiful Mintgaze. “Would the prettiest she-cat in the world like to come too?” He joked in stupid romance. Mintgaze widened her eyes. “Um.... sure...” though her heart was racing.
Shadowstar nodded. “I know. I want Redfang to send patrols of our best warriors over to the border we found Shadepaw at.” She padded out. “Redfang, please assign patrols.” And she padded back into her den.
Timberfrost luckily overheard that and smiled. “I want to chase some fleebags out! Count me in. C’mon Foxpaw.”
Foxpaw groaned. “But I’m tired!”—Redfang & Shadowstar & Timberfrost & Foxpaw
(Skipping to after her little meeting) Frostypaw slowly trekked back over the border, tired from her games with Growlpaw. She had nearly forgotten to rid herself of his CaveClan scent, and so she took a last-minute dip in the frigid lake to wash away his foreign stench. Now the white she-cat slowly trudged back to camp, teeth chattering. -- Frostypaw
Shatteredsky begged, "Please let me go in the morning! It is nearly night time, but please let me go on the patrol!"--Shatteredsky
Redfang sighed. “Alright. But you suffered too much loss, maybe you should sit out, but if you really want to I’ll sign you up for this.” He sighed. “I think I’ll come along with Lostwhisper, Shatteredsky, Timberfrost, Foxpaw, and..... Whitepaw? Ah, you too Mousenose.” He meowed.—Redfang
Mousenose raised his head, mouth stuffed with fresh kill. "Hmm?" The melanistic chocolate tom mumbled through the mouthful of vole. -- Mousenose
Frostypaw continued along camp, pausing occasional to rasp her tongue over her fur as a last-ditch attempt to dry her coat warm up. So...cold... The white apprentice thought to herself as she continued her long trek back home. -- Frostypaw
Fleetpaw heard something. “I’m going to—“ she already leaped out of camp enterence. she looked around each side of the enterence in hopes to find something. Or... Someone! Dun dun dunnn! She was always cheery as usual.—Fleetpaw
Sunpaw was still on the lookout for Frostypaw, but she had gotten a little distracted. Sunpaw had managed to wedge a bright pink flower on her ear and, after looking in the lake, had felt rather proud of herself. Suddenly, a strange scent caught her nose. Sunpaw wrinkled her nose. "CaveClan?" She asked, though she wasn't sure if it was CaveClan. She leaped out of the bushes to confront the intruder. "Frostypaw?" She asked, finding the apprentice instead of a CaveClan warrior. "Frostypaw! Where were you?!" - Sunpaw
"I was taking a nice walk around the lake, because I was having fun chasing the frogs...and then I fell in." The shivering white apprentice murmured with her head bowed shamefully. "Now I'm wet and stinky and very cold." Frostypaw was eager to see Growlpaw again, as he had requested to see her in three sunrises. But how he wasn't so excited to see her...it made her poor little heart sink. -- Frostypaw
Fleetpaw raised a brow. “Really Sunpaw? She looks cold! Let’s take her back in!” She meowed in amusement.—Fleetpaw
Whitepaw smiled. She wanted to test her skills on rogues. Than on him.—Whitepaw
Sunpaw looked at Frostypaw, her big amber eyes full of sympathy. "Man, that must have been horrible!" She mewed, shivering. "Do you like my flower?" She asked Frostypaw pointing with her tail to the rose pinned on her ear. - Sunpaw
Fleetpaw didn’t like being ignored so she padded to Sunpaw’s side. “Oooh! Compliments your pelt!”—Fleetpaw
"Oh hey Fleetpaw, didn't see you there." Sunpaw said, grinning. "Thank you!" - Sunpaw
"Y-Yeah, I-I like it a lot." Frostypaw tried to smile, but her teeth continued to chatter as she proceeded to stagger towards camp. StarClan, she wished she had inherited her mother's long, thick coat. -- Frostypaw
Fleetpaw followed.
Whitepaw sneered at Wolfstride.
Redfnag gave Mintgaze a goofy grin as the patrol set out of camp. “so. How are you gorgeous?” He asked. Mintgaze hissed. “I don’t know. How about you?” She growled. This tom was supposed to be on her nerves but she couldn’t help but like his stupid romance.—Redfang
Sunpaw bounded along next to Frostypaw and Fleetpaw, chatting about random things. "You know, it's Greenleaf so the water shouldn't be that cold, also I could help you put a flower on your ear!" She continued chatting the whole way back. - Sunpaw
"It shouldn't be cold, but it was. My mother always said that the lake is very deep, so the sun doesn't warm it up like the rivers." The white apprentice responded as she shuffled along, her water-soaked coat attempting to bristle to warm her up, but to no prevail. -- Frostypaw
"Who's your mother again?" Sunpaw asked, shaking her pelt. It was unbearably hot. - Sunpaw
“Hmmm. That makes sense.” Fleetpaw meowed as they entered camp. Though she snarled at Sunpaw for making a mistake in wording. “Sunpaw!” She scolded—Fleetpaw
"What?!" Sunpaw asked. "I'm just curious. Frostypaw doesn't mind, right?" She glanced at the shivering apprentice for confirmation. - Sunpaw
With a frown, the frozen pale apprentice looked down at her paws. "My mother died a few moons ago." Frostypaw admitted in a solemn tone before shaking her head. "It doesn't matter, though. Family is who you make it." -- Frostypaw
Fleetpaw sighed. “Right....” though she felt angry, she never met her mother. And didn't like her father.—Fleetpaw
"Your mother sounds nice, Frostypaw." Sunpaw sighed dreamily. "But you know what they say, 'greenleaf always kills the parents before the kits!" - Sunpaw
Frostypaw couldn't resist staring at Sunpaw in shock. "Um...I think I'm gonna...go warm up in a tree now." She decided awkwardly before slipping away from her group of she-cat friends. -- Frostypaw
"What did I do?" Sunpaw asked, looking at Fleetpaw. - Sunpaw
Fleetpaw sighed. “You should know better than to ask who anyone’s deceased family member is.” She meowed. “It can turn out as rude in some ways.” Then she narrowed her eyes. “I don’t think it was right for you to say any of those things.” Reminded of her mother. Though. She couldn’t figure out what she looked like. Fleetpaw padded off towards the fresh kill pile.—Fleetpaw
"Sorry..." Sunpaw murmured, feeling a jolt in her stomach. - Sunpaw
Whitepaw followed the patrol. if I’m going to lead the clan or.... I’ll need to know these cats names.... Lostwhisper is that baggy pelt guy, Foxpaw. Gross! Is Foxpaw. Timberfrost... Eh. Redfang and Mintgaze. No. No gross adult romance. And.... Mousenose? Eh. He’s alright. But if Wolfstride was here. I’d totally stab his back.—Whitepaw
Frostypaw turned and padded back outside of camp to heave herself into one of the many trees that dotted ThornClan's territory. She rested herself in the branches with her head resting on her paws, and her pale tail hanging out from underneath her. The sun was better there, although she continued to shiver as her white coat deflected light rather than absorbed it. ...Mom would be so disappointed in me if she learned about Growlpaw. -- Frostypaw
Fleetpaw yawned as she lept in a rock and curled into a cinnamon roll and fell asleep.—Fleetpaw
Moonpaw spotted Sunpaw looking rather forlorn in the middle of camp. "Alright, what did you do this time?" Moonpaw asked, chuckling. Sunpaw explained what she had done. Moonpaw shrugged. "I don't see anything wrong with asking that, but you know Frostypaw. You should probbaly apologize when she comes back." Sunpaw nodded, gulping. "And don't listen to Fleetpaw either, she's just a downer to begin with." Moonpaw said, flicking her tail. - Moonpaw and Sunpaw
Mousenose yawned as he stalked after the patrol, blue eyes occasionally darting towards the undergrowth to make sure no rogue was hiding. This seems pointless, I doubt the outsider would stick around. The chocolate tom thought to himself. -- Mousenose
Sunpaw nodded. "I-I'll go find her, and apologize." She backed away and then streaked out of camp. "Frostypaw?" She called, spying the apprentice in a tree. Sunpaw tried to shimmy up the branches, but couldn't. Most of her training was fighting, not climbing. "Frostypaw! Can you come here for a second!" She asked. - Sunpaw
Mom would want me to come clean, at least with my friends. The water-logged Frostypaw decided as her ear twitched downwards towards the calling Sunpaw. She raised her head to allow her blue visionaries to search the area, ensuring that they were alone. "Sunpaw..." She murmured quietly at last, eyes then resting on the horizon longingly. "...I'm seeing a tom from CaveClan. And I don't know what to do." -- Frostypaw
Fleetpaw hissed. “I heard that! Im not always a downer you mouse breathed disrespectful furball! My father tried to make she we weren’t born and Sunpaw reminded me of how he killed my mother Foxheart!” She looked up, but was still a cinnamon roll.—Fleetpaw
"Whatever mousebrain." Moonpaw spat, flicking her tail. - Moonpaw
Sunpaw blinked frantically. That was not what she wanted or expected to hear. "That's, wow." She managed. - Sunpaw
The white apprentice couldn't glance down at her golden friend- she felt awful about keeping a secret from her, and she knew that Sunpaw would be disappointed in her. "I lost everyone, and all I wanted was some sort of fantasy-like life. Just a tom to love me, because I'm not flashy like everyone else. Just stark white. Boring. I don't know what to do anymore, Sunpaw. I don't think he even likes me as much as I like him." -- Frostypaw
Fleetpaw hissed. But flicked her tail. “If anything you are a downer.” She snarled.
Shadowstar sighed. “I’ll need to propose Nightpaw, Fleetpaw, and Whitepaw’s ceremony tonight...” she sighed. “They’re getting older and I know it’s time.” She sighed. She looked out to see Fleetpaw and Moonpaw quarreling and rolled her eyes.—Shadowstar & Fleetpaw
Fogshine had gone hunting near the outskirts, and was surprised to come face-to-face with a familiar dark gray tabby. The chocolate sepia tom looked up from his mouse, blinking in shock. "Smokestorm? I...I didn't expect you to come around so early." He admitted with a nervous edge, shoving his freshly caught mouse underneath some bracken. "Are you here for my report?" -- Fogshine & Smokestorm
Whitepaw hissed as she scented the death. “Gross!” She snapped. “Can we just find them already? I thought you knew where they are!”—Whitepaw
"Indeed." Smokestorm rumbled curtly as he waited for Fogshine to spill the beans. It was a miracle that a blind cat like that could find his way around to all of the clans. Fogshine drew in a deep breath. "Conditions still aren't ideal. We've had a casualty, but we have an influx of young warriors. Sigma better look to a weaker clan before attempting this one." The pointed tom replied with a twitch of an ear. He expected a response, but Smokestorm said nothing. He simply left. Must be busy today. -- Fogshine
Redfang slithered around. He frowned. “Hmmm. The scent is stale. Perhaps we should re mark the border anyways to show our warning.“ he suggested. “lets Go.” He turned, though he looked to Mintgaze. “Maybe we could go too?” He smiled. She just growled and stomped on...—Redfang
Wolfstride had decided it was time. Time to let go, time to get away. And rest. Sleep the day away so he could do his usual night patrol alone. He doesn’t tell anyone, though he decided to take it early. “I’m going to return from hunting by dawn.” He sighed to Shadowstar. This was his punishment. Hunting alone. It was fine though. Didn’t affect him. Or anyone else. So he left.—Wolfstride
Sunpaw blinked again. "You should just leave him then! You shouldn't hang out with a guy like that. He could be 'seeing' someone else." She huffed. "Anyway, I'm sorry I asked that question about your mom. That was rude and I shoulda' known that." She stared at the ground. - Sunpaw
Redfang smiled as Mintgaze padded to his side. “Are you okay? Your being the weirdest embarrassment.“ she growled. He grinned. “yep. I’m fine, you’re hiding it though.” He smiled as the patrol followed them back to camp. She smiled a little. “Well. I’m not meant for this.” She reminded. “But what if you are,” he smiled. The two had been together since apprentice hood. “I’ll think on it.“ she sighed.—Redfang & Mintgaze
Shatteredsky looked at the burial place of his family. “I will see you soon Grayfur and Shadepaw.” Shatteredsky Bowes his head before marking the scent markers.—Shatteredsky
Gingershine frowned and padded up to Shatteredsky. “I’m so sorry...” she murmured “I know they meant the world to you...“—Gingershine
Shatteredsky smiled a little at Gingershine, but she didn’t really cheer him up. “I should have gone, not Shadepaw. I should die now. There is nothing left for me.” Shatteredsky wanted to get to his family as soon as possible.—Shatteredsky
“Oh... you really wish to join them?” She sighed. “Well, we cant kill you.” She added.- Gingershine
Shatteredsky muttered, “Maybe you can’t do it, but I can find something who will.” Shatteredsky whisked to find a badger who would rip him apart.-/Shatteredsky
Whitepaw stopped as she heard Shatteredsky. “Oh?” She turned as Gingershine padded last her. “You want to be killed? I bet I could finish your wish.” She purred.—Whitepaw
Shatteredsky stared at Whitepaw. “So are you saying that you killed Shadepaw?!” Shatteredsky bunched his muscles as he prepared to leap at the apprentice.—Shatteredsky
(What are you planning Willow?)-Rowan
(No she didn’t kill shade, I have a plot for Whitepaw, she’s pretty evil, but id like to keep it secret.))
Whitepaw raised a brow. “What! No! I never even talked to him! I juts heard you wanted someone to kill you so I thought I’d audition! Though I bet even if you lept on me I’d still kill you.” She added.—Whitepaw
Shatteredsky spat, “I wouldn’t want to be killed by a little petty apprentice!” Shatteredsky glared at Whitepaw before padding away to the rest of the patrol.—Shatteredsky
(I mean with Shatteredsky.)-Rowan
(Oh! No, no plots with him)) “Eh, it was worth a shot.” She giggled. It would be nice to kill that grumpy sobbing pile of bile who can’t stop grieving. Though she has her own plans to check off.—Whitepaw
"It's so hard though, Sunpaw- I really like him! What if he does like me, but isn't good at showing it? Ugh..." Frostypaw covered her ears with her own paws in a dramatic fashion. She was only making it worse for herself. "...I like him so much, but I guess it's...wrong to see him, anyways. I guess I'll always have you and my other pals, right?" The white apprentice tried to force a smile, but there was no doubting that it hurt. She always wanted to have a tom that loved her forever and ever- hopelessly so. "And it's fine, you were going to have to find out about my mom at some point." -- Frostypaw
Fleetpaw rolled her eyes. “Stupid Moonpaw.” She whispered. “Thinks just cause she’s medicine cat apprentice she’s better...” —Fleetpaw
Fogshine returned to camp after his meeting with Smokestorm, his brows furrowed. He had managed to keep ScarClan off their back...for now. Which do I chose? ScarClan or ThornClan? If I choose ThornClan, they might... -- Fogshine
Sunpaw smiled at her friend. "Alrighty then! But don't worry, every cat has a perfect match out there somewhere!" She told Frostypaw. - Sunpaw
"I hope you're right," she meowed with a small frown before the white-furred apprentice slid out of the tree. Her coat was still semi-wet, but had since dried a decent amount due to the sunlight. "We should get back, I doubt that Shadowstar would be happy to learn about me being out of camp without a warrior." -- Frostypaw
Whitepaw rolled her eyes as she entered camp. “I’m pretty sure Shatteredsky will try to kill himself.” She joked to Fleetpaw. “What! That’s bad! Bad bad bad bad bad! Why?” Whitepaw giggled. “So he can ‘finally be with his family in peace’” she said in a voice almost mimicking the ragged old tom.—Whitepaw
Shadowstar lept onto the high rock and summoned a clan meeting. “Let all of those cats gather under the high rock for a clan meeting!” She yowled.—Shadowstar
Nightpaw poked his sleek head out of the den. Ugh, it's probably about me stealing those poppy seeds, he thought grimly. But he padded over to the High Rock and sat. - Nightpaw
Shatteredsky padded at sat at the back of the crowd. Shatteredsky wondered if Shadowstar would mention Shadepaw’s murder. Maybe then he could look for guilty faces.—Shatteredsky
 (Willow I don’t know if u saw my response, but I am fine with Shatteredsky being a mentor. I just don’t know if he is too emotional. Maybe if he doesn’t get an apprentice he can do to the elders? Idk)—Rowan
(Ok) Whitepaw knew it was time for her revenge. “We need to make some apprentices warriors. Nightpaw, Fleetpaw, and Whitepaw. Step foreward.”—[[Whitepaw|Whitepaw]
Nightpaw's heart hammered in his chest. A warrior? He stepped forward. - Nightpaw
“Nightpaw. You have trained hard to become a warrior as all of us, Redfang?” The tom dipped his head. Shadowstar smiled. “Then, do you ll promise to uphold the warrior code as warriors?” Whitepaw growled. “I do.” So did Fleetpaw, but more excitable.—Shadowstar
Whitepaw was ready. Everything will change, weather they liked it or not. She needed her revenge. Her bittersweet revenge.—Whitepaw
When Frostypaw and her friend entered camp, Shadowstar had called a ceremony. The pale-pelted apprentice quickly rushed up to the gathering cats to blend in, praying that her mentor hadn't noticed her absence. Her fur was still damp, and she hoped that she didn't stink of fish from the lake. Despite her attempts to "lay low", Frostypaw couldn't resist wiggling in place, attempting to see the new warriors up front. Curse these short legs! -- Frostypaw
“Whitepaw. You shall now be known as Whiterose. And Fleetpaw, you are Fleetfoot, wile Nightpaw. You are now Nightwind. Be ready to start your vigil tonight.” Shadowstar meowed.
Whiterose stood and exited camp, she knew exactly what she was joking to do. She didn’t need to be told twice—Whiterose
I'll be a warrior soon...I hope Shadowstar gives me a real cool name! Frostypaw was still trying to stand on the tip of her paws to see over the larger cats, but her efforts didn't help. In fact, she ended up crashing forward and fell onto some cat instead. -- Frostypaw
Lionfrost existed. -Lionfrost
Whitepaw—no. Whiterose. Stopped after following his scent, she padded out of the bushes. “Whitepaw?” Wolfstride asked. “White. Rose.” She answered in a snarl. The old tom looked confused. “Oh.” He answered before turning back. “I’m busy, these mice and I have some unfinished business.” He started before he looked back at her. She smiled. “Oh no father. We have some unfinished business.”—Whiterose
Fleetfoot smiled. Though she saw Moonpaw padding up to Sunpaw and she sighed. “Bully.” She grumbled before going into the warriors den.—Fleetfoot
Frecklepaw hissed but padded up to his mentor. “So.... uh, want to.... hunt?”- Frecklepaw
Shatteredsky stared after the new warriors. “Shadepaw would we with the now. I hope Shadepaw that you got your warrior name in StarClan.” Shatteredsky padded away towards the warriors den.—Shatteredsky
Whiterose ran into camp and dropped the body of Wolfstride in the center of camp. “Shadowstar! He scented of WillowClan near their border!” She yowled. Shadowstar looked in shock. “Oh my!” She lept from the highledge and by the old tom’s body. “Those..... u thought they wanted to end the war....” she sighed. “Thank you Whiterose.....” she sighed. “Those no good fleabags.” Timberfrost spat.—Whiterose
Moonpaw spotted Frostypaw and Sunpaw seated at the back of the crowd. She headed over. "Hey guys, where were you?" She whispered. - Moonpaw
Nighttalon was elated. A warrior at last! He padded over to sit by the camp entrance. - Nighttalon
Lostwhisper stayed near the back of the crowd, drawing his claws along the rock he sat on, sharpening them. He was still angry that Redfang had been made deputy. Childish, clumsy, unqualified Redfang. "Oh Redfang, you're so perfect. Why don't you become deputy! After all, age and power doesn't matter anyway. Neither does my medicine cat, so why listen to his advice?!" He muttered, mimicking Shadowstar in a painfully high voice. He narrowed his eyes at Redfang. "I'll find out some way to kill you, and squash you like the annoying pest you are." - Lostwhisper
Shatteredsky padded out of camp. "Who killed you Shadepaw?" Suddenly he heard bushes rustilig and two cats padded out. Shatteredsky snarled, even though the golden she-cat was muc bigger than him. "What are you doing on ThornClan territory?" The golden she-cat dipped her head. "Greetings. I am Dusk and this is Phantom," flicking her tail to the white and black tom. "We came to join ThornClan." Shatteredsky sheathed his claws and mewed, "Very well. Follow me." Shatteredsky lead the two loners back to camp. As they entered, cats hissed and hid, but Dusk seemed as if they weren't there, whil Phantom's fur started to bristle. Shatteredsy padded up to Shadowstar. "Greetins Shadowstar. These cats would like to talk to you."--Shatteredsky, Dusk and Phantom
Shadowstar snarled. “Can’t you see another one of our clanmates are dead? Wolfstride served us well....” though she focused on the loners. “Oh. Yes?”—Shadowstar
Dusk dipped her head to Shatteredsky, who was still there. "Greetings Shadowstar. I am Dusk and this is Phantom." Phantom dipped his head in greetiing. He mewed, "We have been outsiders for so long and we heard of the Clans. We want to be loyal and fight." Dusk muttered, "And shed the blood of that cat." Dusk ewed aloud, "Please let us join."--Dusk and Phantom
Shadowstar sighed. “We will see.” She meowed gruffly.—Shadowstar
Lostwhisper padded up. "What is going on?!" He snarled, turning to Shadowstar. - Lostwhisper
“Wolfstride is dead and two rogues want to join the clan.” She reported—Shadowstar
"You're not going to let them, are you?!" - Lostwhisper
“Not unless they prove themselves.” She answered.—Shadowstar
Shatteredsky hissed, “When did you become deputy Lostwhisper?! You know better than going into other cats’s fur!” Shatteredsky felt very suspicious as he knew Lostwhisper hung around Shadepaw the most.—Shatteredsky
Dusk nodded. “Very well.“ Dusk leaped at Phantom and they tussled around, with their claws unsheathed. Phantom ripped fur off, but Dusk showed more fighting skills. They didn’t focus on the cats around them, only to prove they would be able to fight.—Dusk and Phantom
Shadowstar narrowed her eyes. “stop! You should know better than to claw at each other’s fur for the appeal. You may stay but I don’t know who is suitable to mentor any of you so you know the appeal isn’t always what you’d like.” She looked around.—Shadowstar
Lostwhisper snarled at Shatteredsky. "Says the cat who can't handle even one apprentice, he;s too emotionally unstable!" - Lostwhisper
Whiterose twitched an ear in agreement. Though Redfang hissed. “Back off Lostwhisper. You two Shatteredsky! He is looking after his clan....” or so he wants them to think. He thought. “Maybe we should give these cats a chance. After all, we might go at war with WillowClan. Depending on if they want to stop the great war—Redfang
Tempers seemed to be flaring a bit, and so Frostypaw didn't like the looks of things. She felt emotionally beaten after deciding that it was time to give up on Growlpaw. I should go for a walk again. Besides, Shadowstar's going to have her paws full this evening, we won't get to train. Turning, the white apprentice slowly exited camp. -- Frostypaw
Shatteredy snarled,”I will show you who can keep an apprentice!“ Turning to Shadowstar, Shatteredsky mewed, “I would be proud to mentor these cats. Although they don’t look like they need that long of training. But your wish is what we follow.”—Shatteredsky
“Oh? Very well Shatteredsky. You will mentor them. But make sure they prove themselves,” -Shadowstar
Shatteredsky nodded as they padded out to introduce the new cats to ThornClan.— Shatteredsky
Lionfrost flicked an ear, just because. - Lionfrost
"Shadowstar, are you crazy?! We can't just let ever kittypet that comes along into our camp! They would be spys, or worse, we'll end up like WillowClan, taking in so many rouges and kittypets." Lostwhisper tensed. - Lostwhisper
“I know.” Shadowstar turned. “They aren’t official.”—Shadowstar
"Then why are you letting them into our camp?!" - Lostwhisper
“Because I know they won’t leave.” She padded towards Wintertree.
Redfnag glared. “Why don’t you like when new clanmates try to prove themselves?” He growled.-Redfang
"Because I don't want ThornClan in danger, unlike some cats!" Lostwhisper snarled at Redfang. - Lostwhisper
WIntertree spotted Shadowstar padding up to him. "Yes?" He asked. - Wintertree
“then keep en eye on them if you’d like. I see no harm in letting a few rogues in.” He rolled his eyes.
Shadowstar sighed. “Lostwhisper is acting up again. And Wolfstride is dead. I just needed to get away for a sec.” she meowed.—Shadowstar
"Lostwhisper is always acting up." Wintertree smiled, and then frowned. "Wolfstride? Dead? How?" - Wintertree
“I don’t know. Though I think those same WillowClanners killed him. Whiterose brought him back but....”—Shadiwstar
"..." Wintertree stayed silent, thinking. "Hasn't Whiterose seemed off to you lately?" He asked. - WIntertree
“hmmm, well becoming a warrior after.... events... happened. Could be hard? I haven’t been paying attention,” she admitted.—Shadowstar
Wintertree touched her lightly with his tail. "Whiterose seemed kinda angry at Wolfstride... I think..." He didn't bother finishing the sentence. - Wintertree
“I know. But she didn’t kill him.” Then it hit her. “Oh no.”—Shadowstar
Wintertree bit his lip, he had jumped to conclusions too fast. "Never mind, she wouldn't do that." He said quickly. - Wintertree
“oh... yeah, Erm... let’s ask her.” she suggested. “Whiterose!”
The she-cat narrowed her eyes as she turned to see Shadowstar and Wintertree. She padded over. “Talking about me I presume?”—Shadowstar & Whiterose
"Oh, I'll watch them alright. And, when I spy them giving information to WillowClan, then you'll be sorry." Lostwhisper growled, stalking away. - Lost boi (I'm lazy, okay?)
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