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 "She was too smart to fall for some prat like you," Minkkit retorted with a small huff, pausing to glare at the kits nestled at his mother's stomach. "If that's the case...mate, looks like we're going to need more of those seeds, stat."---- Horsekit rolled her eyes at the twins before leaving with her father and the ripped up moss. 02:06, August 24, 2016 (UTC)
Otterkit grinned wickedly. " Let's offer to clean up the medicine den... it would be tragic if we accidentally took seeds with us," the tom joked, flattening his ears as he inspected the new kits.--- Blazefire blinked at her sons. " This is Juniperkit, and this is Yarrowkit. I've agreed to nurse them." Good morning! You're going to die. 02:08, August 24, 2016 (UTC)
"So long as they aren't like the prefect." Minkkit mumbled to his mother in response before glancing at Otterkit. "What'da'ya say? Shall we show them mercy?" 02:13, August 24, 2016 (UTC)
" You really should be nicer to Flykit," Blazefire admonished, though she knew her words would have no effect whatsoever. " Nah," Otterkit told her, and then turned to his twin. " Let's reserve judgement..." Good morning! You're going to die. 02:17, August 24, 2016 (UTC)
Rainwillow, seeing that his mate had entered camp, padding over to her. "Hey, Hopfoot!" the gray tom purred. "How was the hunting?" ---- Copperdusk was tired. She was getting old, the deputy... and now that she'd returned to her duties she was really starting to feel it. -- 08:00, August 24, 2016 (UTC)
Hiddenshade too, was starting to feel old...he didn't like it. Not. At. All.---- Minkkit twitched his ear. "Mum, just listen to the rubbish your saying!" The taller twin responded with a flick of his tail. "You're starting to sound just as Flykit. Careful, or we'll have a whole family of prefects." 00:01, August 25, 2016 (UTC)
Blazefire's eyes narrowed, though her whiskers twitched. " Watch your tongue, Minkkit."--- Otterkit sighed. " It is rubbish, Mum. The day we're nice to Flykit, well," he grinned lopsidedly. " That's the day rabbits will fly." Good morning! You're going to die. 00:06, August 25, 2016 (UTC)
Yarrowkit yawned and woke up beside her brother, who pawed at her aggressively. Toms are weird. 00:11, August 25, 2016 (UTC)
"I'm not Minkkit, I'm Otterkit." Minkkit said with a soft scoff. "Honestly, molly, you call yourself a mother?" (although Fred says that, and Minkkit is George...eh, whatever) 00:13, August 25, 2016 (UTC)
Blazefire sighed. " I'm sorry, Otterkit." --- Otterkit grinned devilishly. " Only joking. He is Minkkit." Good morning! You're going to die. 00:15, August 25, 2016 (UTC)
Minkkit grinned up at his mother, turned to his twin and nodded, and then trotted off, snickering mischievously.---- Stormstar waltzed into the nursery with Horsekit at his side, a squirrel hanging in his jaw. He nodded to Blazefire. "Would you like to share, 'm dear mate?" 00:19, August 25, 2016 (UTC)
Blazefire rolled her eyes at her twin sons, before perking up as Stormstar entered. " Of course, my darling Stormrain," she said, standing up. " These kits will be fine without me for a while, I'm sure." --- Otterkit made a barfing face. Gross. Lov. Before skipping over and peering in at the two kits in his nest. Good morning! You're going to die. 00:22, August 25, 2016 (UTC)
Juniperkit heard the entrance of Stormstar, the tomkit stopping his pawing of his sister. "Could we have some too?" 00:29, August 25, 2016 (UTC)
" You're too young," Blazefire said, while at the exact same moment Otterkit said (with an evil grin), " I'll get you some!" Good morning! You're going to die. 00:32, August 25, 2016 (UTC)
"Kits your age can't eat fresh kill, that's why my mate here, Otterkit and Minkkit's mom, is nursing you." Stormstar said flatly before glancing at Otterkit. "And we don't want to clean up another mess like that...unless you're volunteering to." 00:35, August 25, 2016 (UTC)
" Maybe I am," Otterkit said. " Maybe I like spending time in the medicine den." There was a wicked gleam in his eye. Blazefire narrowed her own green ones as she glared at him. Good morning! You're going to die. 00:41, August 25, 2016 (UTC)
Yarrowkit's ears flicked a few times. We're not newborns. She shrugged and scoffed quietly. Again, toms are weird. She turned her gaze to the ground, rolling her eyes. Of course, everyone's a critic. -- Stormver
Stormstar simply sighed and then nodded to the nursery's exit, inviting his mate to sit outside with him while they shared the prey...that way, they could also make sure a certain two toms didn't get into the Medicine Cat den to steal herbs. 15:03, August 25, 2016 (UTC)
Blazefire rested her head on Stormstar's shoulder after she'd finished eating. The she-cat was exhausted. --- Flykit, who had begun feeling better, was sick of the medicine den and decided to go out. --- Otterkit turned his attention back to Yarrowkit. He poked her. " What're you supposed to be?"  Good morning! You're going to die. 15:09, August 25, 2016 (UTC)
Stormstar gently lapped at his mate's forehead with his tongue for a brief moment before spotting Flykit exiting the Medicine Cat den.---- Minkkit, glancing outside, quickly elbowed his twin and whispered quietly to him. "Guess what pile of rubbish is back?" 15:13, August 25, 2016 (UTC)
Otterkit turned away from Yarrowkit and grinned evilly. " The Fabulous, Farting Flykit?"  Good morning! You're going to die. 15:20, August 25, 2016 (UTC)
"Oh, yes." Minkkit shared his twin's grin. "The perfect little prefect." 15:21, August 25, 2016 (UTC)
Flykit stopped by his parents, sticking his little nose into the air. " Am I allowed to eat freshkill, now?" ---blaze
Minkkit was quick to respond, grinning once more at Flykit. "Oh yes, help yourself to anything, especially if there are flies buzzing around it!" 15:31, August 25, 2016 (UTC)
Flykit glared at Minkkit, before looking at Blazefire.--- His mother sighed. " You're four moons old now, so you should be able to, soon." --- Otterkit cackled gleefully from the nursery entrance. " Might want to sniff it before you eat it, too. You know the scent of herbs well by now!"  Good morning! You're going to die. 15:32, August 25, 2016 (UTC)
Minkkit glanced at his twin with a fake expression. "Oh no, Otterkit, he's got a seed up his nose! The poor prefect probably can't smell...or he was smelling them too hard." 15:38, August 25, 2016 (UTC)
" You are hooligans," Flykit announced. " I sneezed it out- it hit you, Minkkit, Otterkit, or whoever it was." --- Otterkit smirked. " He's cleary blind, too, since he can't tell us apart."  Good morning! You're going to die. 15:41, August 25, 2016 (UTC)
Minkkit nodded with a soft snort. "Yeah, I think he's been snorting a few too many things." 15:42, August 25, 2016 (UTC)
Otterkit nodded in agreement. As Flykit strutted past, he stuck out a leg and tripped him.  Good morning! You're going to die. 15:43, August 25, 2016 (UTC)
Minkkit let out a dramatic gasp at this, his eyes round. "Oh dear, he really has been snorting a lot of herbs! He can't even walk properly!" 15:45, August 25, 2016 (UTC)
Flykit rose to his paws, eyes bright with anger.  ---- Otterkit grinned at Minkkit's words. " He's allergic to coolness."  Good morning! You're going to die. 17:01, August 25, 2016 (UTC)
"I'd say," Minkkit let out a small huff, pointing at Flykit with a paw. "Just look at him! I think he's breaking out into some weird bumps all over his face...or did his face always look that weird?" 17:03, August 25, 2016 (UTC)
Flykit glowered. " I'm not allergic to coolness, I'm allergic to stupidity," he spat at his brother (was it Otterkit, or Minkkit?).--- " I think his face was always that way," Otterkit snorted. " He's breaking out, because according to him he's allergic to stupidity- which means he's allergic to himself."  Good morning! You're going to die. 17:06, August 25, 2016 (UTC)
"That's a lot of expossure to stupidity...hopefully, we won't catch his stupidity, but thankfully, we aren't allergic. Because if we were, he'd killed loooong ago." Minkkit grinned. 17:08, August 25, 2016 (UTC)
Otterkit blew a raspberry at Flykit, and grinned back at Minkkit. " We're immune to stupidity, having grown up with so much of it." --- Flykit rolled his eyes. " You are the improper, stupid one."--- Otterkit shrugged. " I am, aren't I?"  Good morning! You're going to die. 17:14, August 25, 2016 (UTC) 
Minkkit let out a soft snort. "At least we weren't stupid enough to eat that fresh kill and poop ourselves." 17:18, August 25, 2016 (UTC)
Flykit, having no comeback because he was a looser, glowered.--- Otterkit had grown bored of talking to Flykit, so he decided to go annoy his sister.  Good morning! You're going to die. 17:21, August 25, 2016 (UTC)
At the sight of her twin brothers approaching, Horsekit rolled her eyes and grunted in protest. "Ugh."---- Orchidpaw hunted with Raptorpaw by her side. The two had gone out without their mentors, which had been a foolish idea...because they were lost. 02:13, August 26, 2016 (UTC)
Otterkit's green eyes twinkled at his sister. " No need to be so sappy."--- Flykit stared disapprovingly after his brothers. He went into the nursery to spend some time alone- aiming to make a mossball out of his nest. But as he peered into it- lo and behold, there were things in it. Flykit shrieked and ran outside to his mother.  Good morning! You're going to die. 02:16, August 26, 2016 (UTC)
"What's wrong, ickle Horsiekins? Miss us?" Minkkit gave his fluffy sister a teasing grin, and she gave him a cuff around the ears. "I told you not to call me that!" She snapped in response, eyes flashing in irritation. The tabby tomkit stuck his tongue out in response. "Really? Why, I thought you said you loved it when we called you that?"---- "Father will be furious with us, Raptorpaw! Not to mention disappointed." Orchidpaw grumbled to her smoke brother, who was busying himself with a beetle, pouncing on it like a kitten. 02:19, August 26, 2016 (UTC)
Otterkit danced around Horsekit gleefully. " She does love it- she's just in denial. You love it, Horsiepie, you loooove it."--- Blazefire looked up in alarm as Flykit came racing over in fright. " What's wrong, dear?"  Good morning! You're going to die. 02:22, August 26, 2016 (UTC)
"I'll love it, if you'll love me shoving my claws up your faces." Horsekit grunted in response, scooting so she could curl in a ball and put her back towards the twins. Of course, this didn't stop them, Minkkit hopped over her and looked down at her with a little smirk. "Aww, she just loves it, she's quivering in joy!"---- Stormstar looked up in slight surprise before releasing a small sigh. "What're Minkkit and Otterkit up to now?" 02:25, August 26, 2016 (UTC)
Blazefire, who was watching her sons bother her daughter, also wondered how Minkkit and Otterkit had managed to scare Flykit. --- Flykit blinked his brown eyes. " Why're there things in our nest?"  Good morning! You're going to die. 02:29, August 26, 2016 (UTC)
Juniperkit cautiously stepped outside the nest, his sister following curiously. 23:46, August 27, 2016 (UTC)
Stormstar held a ceremony for his kits, and couldn't feel prouder. Minkkit, Otterkit, Horsekit, and Flykit, you have reached the age of six moons, and it is time for you to be apprenticed. From this day on, until you receive your warrior name, you will be known as Minkpaw, Otterpaw, Horsepaw, and Flypaw. Your mentors will be..." He paused. Hopefully, this would be a...good choice. "-...Brightwhisker, Tornadostorm, Hiddenshade, and Falconheart. I hope they will pass down all they know on to you." 00:28, September 11, 2016 (UTC)
Blazefire stood staring up at her kits, eyes gleaming with fierce pride. --- Otterkit, smirking in a self-satisfied way, touched his nose to his older brother's. " Yo."--- Flykit stood proudly beside his father, looking at his mentor.--- Brightwhisker's eyes shot open. " Me?" 
Good morning! You're going to die. 01:39, September 11, 2016 (UTC)
(Wow this is long, also can someone find Splash?) Splash dipped her head as she slowly wobbled her way through the forest. Where was this Clan? The fawn molly flinched as the bushes rustled and a rat raced out. — Ryewhisker
 01:33, September 12, 2016 (UTC) 
(it's not that long?) Falconheart nodded her thanks, and the scarred tabby flicked her tail as she caught Flypaw's gaze. -- Juniperkit flicked his tail, watching his sister. She-cats are strange. Yarrowkit was watching Amethyst with interest. 01:47, September 12, 2016 (UTC)
(I'm mobile so it looks long) Splash shivered as a cool breeze swept over her. She gazed up at the sky, the sun was just rising, or had already risen. She'd left the Falling Stars near midnight last night. The queen sighed laying down to curl up. She'd be giving birth any minute if she kept this up. Crowclaw, followed by Eaglepaw, walked out of camp. The black tom and blue mink cat were set to train. — Ryewhisker
 02:15, September 12, 2016 (UTC)
 
Minkpaw proudly trotted over to Brightwhisker, grinning cheekily at his older sister. "Well, this'll be splendid. I'm sure dad's gone mad, making a decision like this." He couldn't help but to glance over at Orchidpaw, who giggled with her brother, Raptorpaw. Yes, Minkpaw would get to train with Orchidpaw now!---- Horsepaw glanced up at Hiddenshade nervously as she touched her nose to his. He was...big.---- Tornadostorm twitched his whiskers in amusement. "I guess 'Fright and I get to raise you little trolls after all."---- Cypressshade snorted in amusement. 02:42, September 12, 2016 (UTC)
Blazefire was glad to be returning to her warrior duties.--- Brightwhisker grinned at her brother and smacked Minkpaw lightly with her tail. " You'll be trained the right way, don't worry." --- Flypaw grinned shyly up at Falconheart.--- Otterpaw grinned evilly. " This'll be splendid, mates." 
Good morning! You're going to die. 10:21, September 12, 2016 (UTC)
Splash curled up tightly her back pressing against a withered birch tree. Her pale golden gaze searching the terrain, the queen did her best to sleep. Failing to do so, she stood continuing to search for the Clan. — Ryewhisker
 19:44, September 12, 2016 (UTC)
" Go see Mom and Dad... then meet me by the entrance, squirt," Brightwhisker teased her little brother. Otterpaw took this to apply to himself as well, so he scampered off to his mother. As he left, Brightwhisker leaned towards her father. " Why did you give me an apprentice? Aren't I too irresponsible?"--- Flypaw looked questioningly up at Falconheart. " Can I see my Mum too, miss?"  
Good morning! You're going to die. 21:49, September 12, 2016 (UTC)
Splash pushed further into the rainy forest before long she'd come to a small, isolated clearing where two cats where sizing up each other. A blue mink molly and a large black tom. The tom turned his clear yellow gaze to her while the blue mink had wide, frantic eyes. "Can we help you?" He questioned her.
Splash nodded, gesturing to her overall large stomach. "Yes, I'm looking for one of the Clans." She replied. Crowlclaw nodded before gesturing to Eaglepaw, "this is Eaflepaw and I am Crowclaw." He said finishing with a flick of his tail. "We live in FlameClan, I can take you to our leader." He told her. Splash's eyes widened with relief. "Would you?" She exclaimed.
Crowclaw turned to Eaglepaw. "Head back to camp and tell Stormstar we have a visitor." Eaglepaw nodded before getting out of there. "Right this way," he said leading the way. — Ryewhisker
 22:24, September 12, 2016 (UTC
Minkpaw trotted coolly over to his mom, grinning in a sarcastic manner. "Hey mum! I think dad picked the perfect mentors, don't you?"----Stormstar glanced at his daughter before twitching his whiskers slightly. "I never said that...maybe you were irresponsible when you were younger, but you're an adult now, no?" 11:23, September 13, 2016 (UTC)
Eaglepaw burst into camp eyes wide. She dashed to Stormstar and Brightwhisker, panting and out of breath. "Crowclaw found a rogue who would like to join and raise her expecting kits here." She gushed out.
Splash eyed Crowclaw warily following him. Hopefully, Eaglepaw had given them enough time to ready for the queen. Splash was beginning to cramp slightly and figured it was almost time for her kits. "Um..Crowclaw," the queen meowed. Crowclaw turned to see the left side of her stomach twitch slightly. Oh StarClan's Sake! He thought, rushing to her and letting her use him for support. — Ryewhisker
 14:07, September 13, 2016 (UTC) 
Stormstar looked up from his daughter, twitching his ear. "Make her a nest in the nursery, then. I'd like to speak with her once she's settled in. Background information is required for everyone who joins, to keep FlameClan safe."---- Horsepaw glanced up at Hiddenshade quietly, watching the massive, aging leader glance over at his son and daughter. "Go meet 'Tor and Orchidpaw, they'll help you make your new nest." Raptorpaw looked up at his father in surprise after he said this. "We will?" He grinned sheepishly, only for his sire to lash his tail, thus causing his son to scamper off to apprentice's den. 19:52, September 13, 2016 (UTC)
Eaglepaw nodded and did as told. Crowclaw arrived at camp with Splash, whom was having a hard time standing up due to her contractions. The queen gritted her teeth before glancing around warily.
"Is this the Clan?" She asked, the fawn molly glancing to look at Stormstar before shuddering in pain.
Crowclaw shifted his weight before speaking. "She should probably get into the nursery, she's gone into labor. Already was on our way here." — Ryewhisker
 20:28, September 13, 2016 (UTC) 
Cypressshade eyed Minkpaw and Otterpaw dangerously, twitching his tail tip slightly. He'd seen how they looked at his younger sister, Orchidpaw. And he did not like it. Not one bit. He knew she didn't return their little feelings, and if she was ever to get a mate...that wouldn't happen 'til Cypressshade got one of his own, so that'd be decades away! 21:10, September 13, 2016 (UTC)
Redpaw returned from hunting to find her annoying brother waiting for her. She quickly dropped her prey on the fresh-kill pile. He began waving his tail to her. "Hey! hey, Redpaw! hey! hey, over here!" he yowled in a whisper, looking super happy. She rolled her eyes and veered away. She was tired, and was really in no mood of listening to her brother scream his head off to her. ~Patchfeather~ 21:28, September 13, 2016 (UTC)
Horsepaw trotted over to Orchidpaw, who greeted the ginger molly with a friendly grin. "Pay no mind to Raptorpaw, he's just...loud." The blue smoke tabby snorted in amusement at her own comment before leading the new apprentice into the apprentice's den. "You can make your nest next to ours, Horsepaw." 21:30, September 13, 2016 (UTC)
Redpaw curled up in a shady spot. It was so relaxing... she blinked open an eye and met Graypaw's green gaze right in her face. She leaped to her paws, pelt ruffled. "What do you want? can't you stalk someone else?" Graypaw ignored her. "So, how did your day go? was it fun? I hope it was. You caught a lot of prey? you didn't get hurt did you? I'd be so upset if you did! Did you see a patrol? did you mess something up? or did you -"
"Ahhh! shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up!" Redpaw screamed, running out of camp, leaving the bewildered Graypaw behind. "Did I say something?" ~Patchfeather~ 21:34, September 13, 2016 (UTC)
Horsepaw twitched her ear at the noise outside, but she kept her eye on Orchidpaw and Raptorpaw, who lay lazily on his back. "Is...everyone nice?" Horsepaw asked curiously, although she knew this didn't really matter. Messing with the daughter of Stormstar and sister of the rebel-squad leaders...that would be a bad idea. Plus, she could hold her own pretty good. "Yeah, mostly everyone is chill." 21:37, September 13, 2016 (UTC)
Graypaw let out a great sigh and padded into the apprentices den and slumped down into his nest. Did Redpaw hate him? Yeah, he could be... blunt... but he was just worried about her, and wanted to know how her day went. He realized there was a new apprentice. "Hi, I'm Graypaw." ~Patchfeather~ 21:42, September 13, 2016 (UTC)
Horsepaw sat next to Orchidpaw, and she had to admit: she felt very short. Probably because she hadn't grown much yet, and Orchidpaw was quite compact and slender, despite being an average height. "Hi," Horsepaw responded, while Orchidpaw glanced over at Raptorpaw, who was poking his sister's tail. 21:46, September 13, 2016 (UTC)
Graypaw curled up, tail over his nose a closed his eyes. Hopefully Redpaw would feel better when she got back. Maybe he shouldn't flood her with questions. ~Patchfeather~ 21:53, September 13, 2016 (UTC)
Horsepaw busied herself by making her nest, while Orchidpaw grinned and then suddenly flopped onto her brother's belly, taking him by surprise and initiating a play-fight between the two. 22:01, September 13, 2016 (UTC)
Duskfrost, who had wittnessed her kits fight, left camp to find Redpaw. She'd have a talk with Graypaw later. They were to be warriors in the next moon. They needed to learn how to behave like warriors, not kits. ~Patchfeather~ 22:07, September 13, 2016 (UTC)
(did i play a game today? the game where we lost by ten points? pshh, no). Brightwhisker blinked at her father before grinning. " You'll regret the day you gave me an apprentice, Dad," she teased.--- Blazefire licked Minkpaw and Flypaw on the heads, and turned to lick Otterpaw- but the mischevious new apprentice was long gone. Otterpaw was strutting over to Orchidpaw. With this family being who they were, he doubted she could turn him away. 
Good morning! You're going to die. 22:17, September 13, 2016 (UTC)
Redpaw stalked a mouse. She tasted the air, stalking forward when she was sure she was downwind. She was just about to pounce when her paw snapped a twig. The mouse ran, Redpaw gave chase, but failed, slamming her head into a tree root. She sat back and growled. Why did everything have to be so hard? ~Patchfeather~ 23:18, September 13, 2016 (UTC)
Yarrowkit flicked her tail and came up to Amethyst, who flinched in response. The orange tabby kit immediately looked sorry, and she shuffled away. Falconheart glanced at the tabby kit as she walked past, her tail flicking as the young kit admired Copperdusk. 23:23, September 13, 2016 (UTC)
" Greetings, Orchidpaw," Otterpaw said jauntily. " Looks like we'll be sharing a den...eh?" --- Flypaw trotted up to Falconheart. " I'm ready to train."--- Brightwhisker gave a final smirk to her father, and then went off in search of her troll of a little brother. 
Good morning! You're going to die. 23:39, September 13, 2016 (UTC)
Falconheart nodded, but she turned her gaze to her son, Griffinflight. The tom looked upset - he didn't speak to anyone, even Tourmaline, who was trying desperately to improve his mood. His mother felt a tear in her heart - she hated seeing him in the state. She glanced at her apprentice, her gaze flicking to the ground a moment later. 23:48, September 13, 2016 (UTC)
"Redpaw?" Redpaw heard her mothers voice. She dug her claws into the ground. She really did not want to talk to family right now. "What?" Redpaw asked, in a snappish tone. Duskfrost padded out from a clump of bracken, gray eyes stern. "You cannot be fighting with your brother, you are to be a warrior in a moon! what will the Clan think? you have to stop this nonsense and start acting like a warrior."
Redpaw lost it. "I do! I hunted all day! I also patrolled and trained! Can you just quiet breathing down my neck all the time? Oh, I know, the only reason you want me to be a good warrior is to protect your reputation!" Redpaw turned, quick as lightning and ran away, branches slapping her in the face. She scrambled up a tree and hid there pouting. Why couldn't she just do what she wanted to do? Why did her mother always need to be perfect? I don't want to be. ~Patchfeather~ 23:53, September 13, 2016 (UTC)
" Are you ready?" Flypaw said, shifting his weight from foot to foot. He needed to get a head start on his brothers! Privately, he was annoyed that they'd gotten Brightwhisker and Tornadostorm, while he hadn't gotten Ashbreeze. Well, she spends half the time in ScorchClan anyway. Falconheart is much more serious than those... other two, he thought irritably to himself. 
Good morning! You're going to die. 23:55, September 13, 2016 (UTC)
Jaypaw, bored, rolled a pebble with his paw. ---- Copperdusk was growing old... the deputy hate it. However, she knew that she didn't want to retire. (i'll probably make her die after her kits become warriors... </3) ---- On the other paw, Froenstream was thinking about seeing Stormstar... he was getting old, and was now getting close to the point where he would step down from his duties. -- 00:30, September 14, 2016 (UTC)
Duskfrost flicked her tail, annoyed, and padded back toward camp. Why did her daughter have to be so hard to work with? --- Later, Graypaw slipped out of camp to meet with Lavapaw. Hopefully she'd cheer him up. ~Patchfeather~ 01:48, September 14, 2016 (UTC)
(awww...mind if Hiddenbabe dies with her? or she can be dying, and he can give up his remaining lives to join her in StarClan, 'cause he can't live without her) Hiddenshade grunted, watching Horsepaw march off. This would be his last apprentice...Stormstar mentioned taking Horsepaw up as his own apprentice, but Hiddenshade had requested that he mentor her, he saw great potential in the young molly. Now, he got up stiffly, lumbering over to Copperdusk with the slightest limp before nuzzling the side of her face. He was getting old...although his face was silver from being a smoke cat, one could see the lighter pieces of old-tom hair on his face. "How you feeling, Copperdusk?"
Orchidpaw raised her head as her name was called, only to roll her eyes as she spotted Otterpaw, Minkpaw right on his paws. "Oh, it's only you two...come to tell me your last words before training kicks you in the rump?" Minkpaw grinned at this comment, waving his long tail. "For you, Orchidpaw, anything." 01:56, September 14, 2016 (UTC)
" In the rather fine rump, if I do say so myself," Otterpaw smirked. " Oh, please, you're just jealous your mentor isn't as fabulous as mine." 
Good morning! You're going to die. 02:13, September 14, 2016 (UTC)
(I can see that happening, so yeah, sure.) Copperdusk stretched. "Good... just a little tired." ---- Silverfeather came back from hunting with her son. Both cats placed prey on the pile, Rainwillow looking particularly pleased with a large crow he'd managed to catch. -- 06:09, September 14, 2016 (UTC)
Abyssfur had died several minutes after giving birth to two kittens; Firekit and Sandkit. She'd been lucky enough to name them before she had her final breath. The long-legged ginger tabby kitten squirmed against the queen that had volunteered to nurse them and Sandkit cuddled next to Firekit. The more quiet kitten. — Ryewhisker
 19:44, September 14, 2016 (UTC) 
After pouting for awhile, Redpaw padded back to camp to find out Abyssfur had died. Poor kits. She spotted her brother hunched over by the fresh-kill pile. She padded up to him. "Hey, Graypaw. Look, I'm sorry for freaking out, I was just really stressed..." she trailed off, realizing he wasn't listening. He gazed elsewhere, a wistful look in his green eyes. Strange, her brother never acted like this. "I can see you a... need to be alone right now," she huffed, flicking her tail in farewell, although he probably didn't notice. ~Patchfeather~ 20:57, September 14, 2016 (UTC)
Falconheart nodded, shaking off the pain in her gaze. "C'mon, let's get going; there's a few borders we should visit." She paused, chuckled, and stood, wondering if she'd see Aspenfern. "Plus, if we spot her, you could see the ScorchClan deputy, Aspenfern." 23:17, September 14, 2016 (UTC)
" Yes, Falconheart," Flypaw said, puffing his chest out importantly. He stopped and tilted his head to one side at her last statement. " Mum's from ScorchClan, I know about her. But she's in ScorchClan. So she's the enemy." 
Good morning! You're going to die. 00:25, September 15, 2016 (UTC)
"No," the tabby murmured, flicking her tail. "A peace treaty was made between our Clan and ScorchClan several moons ago. We're still not allowed to go over there whenever we want, but they are our friends, not our enemies." She kept a friendly look in her eyes; she knew her apprentice's sensitivity. "If Aspenfern's there, we can say hello. If not, I'll introduce our border anyway." 00:45, September 15, 2016 (UTC)
" Oh, yes, the peace treaty," Flypaw said pompously. " The one my sister Ashbreeze made- she's Alderstar's mate now. How do you know Aspenfern?" 
Good morning! You're going to die. 00:53, September 15, 2016 (UTC)
"A run-in a while ago, before your father became leader. I had run away and Aspenfern found me injured. She became deputy as soon as Alderstar had become leader, after the previous leader, Willowstar, died." The tabby shook her head. "I haven't spoken with her since." 01:27, September 15, 2016 (UTC)
(Is there a cat that could possibly become Firekit's mate in the future?) Firekit sniffed cuddling next to Sandkit. — Ryewhisker
 01:34, September 15, 2016 (UTC) 
Flypaw nodded. " Okay, neat. Let's go... I can't wait for the chance to do something without those horrible brothers of mine."  
Good morning! You're going to die. 01:36, September 15, 2016 (UTC)
(When Red has kits, Songkit could be if you like) Graypaw awoke the next morning worrying about the meeting with Lavapaw later. ---- Redpaw arose, noticing Graypaw was still acting weird. What is the matter with him? ~Patchfeather~ 01:41, September 15, 2016 (UTC)
(I imagine her someone to be a bug figure in the Clan, she's the soft, motherly kind. So maybe someone that resembles power or becomes evil?) Firekit lashed her thin ginger tabbies tail in irritation. Sandkit hogged up the whole nest, Firekit shoved Sandkit off her and stood heading to an empty nest. Practically the only queen was Silverclaw. — Ryewhisker
 01:52, September 15, 2016 (UTC) 
(is the queer squad still going? bc if yarrow's potential mate doesn't work out, she's open) Amethyst talked quietly with Yarrowkit, the tabby kit perking up as the older she-cat mentioned Falconheart. "...How do you feel about her son?" the former asked, and Yarrowkit froze. Shoot! I thought we were talking about Falconheart. 02:05, September 15, 2016 (UTC)
Flypaw waited impatiently for his mentor. " Hurry up," he groaned. 
Good morning! You're going to die. 02:49, September 15, 2016 (UTC)
(Yes they are, elk and osp are coming in soon) Two kittens huddled against the cold, bitter wind. Ospreykit eyed his friend fondly, Elkkit however was squeezing his eyes closed shivering. Reedpaw walked into camp with her mother, the pale grey tabby had acquired her father's fiery attitude and cold demeanor.
Ploverpaw swat his small paw at Sedgepaw viciously. "Back off, mutt." He snapped. The tiny tom was tired of being bullied by his older and much larger brother. — Ryewhisker
 14:36, September 15, 2016 (UTC) 
Redpaw sighed and made her way over to Graypaw. She flicked his ears with her tail. "Hey, what's the matter with you?" she asked, dryly. Graypaw looked up at his sister. Could he realy trust her? He sighed, then took her to a quiet spot in camp. He told her everything. Redpaw was shocked. "Your a father to Half-Clan kits?" she gasped. Graypaw just nodded. Redpaw flicked her tail after a moment, when it wasn't so surprising anymore. "You should take another cat with you to see Lavapaw. You never know, she could be bringing a patrol to attack you. I'd come, but I have to go hunting, I promised my mentor."
Graypaw nodded. "Okay, I guess. See you later," he waved his tail in farewell. He looked over the apprentices who had just returned to camp. He spotted Reedpaw among them. He'd ask her. "Hey, Reedpaw? could you come hunting with me?" he asked, lying. He didn't want any other cats but him, his sister, and Reedpaw to know. ~Patchfeather~ 14:43, September 15, 2016 (UTC)
Reedpaw was just about to join her brothers when Graypaw called. She shrugged seeing no problem with it. "Sure, why not." She muttered following the apprentice. She swished her reed-like tail ducking her head as they came to the exit. The smoke grey tabby had the stench of ScorchClan on him. She eyed him with her solemn green eyes before sighing. — Ryewhisker
 14:46, September 15, 2016 (UTC) 
"Look... the real reason I wanted you to come with me is..." And Graypaw told Reedpaw about Lavapaw and her kits. "Redpaw told me to bring another cat in case Lavapaw brought a patrol to attack me," he finished. Hopefully she wouldn't tell anyone, or think he's disloyal. Even though he was... ~Patchfeather~ 14:52, September 15, 2016 (UTC)
Reedpaw blinked shocked stopping in her tracks. "You had a relationship with a ScorchClan apprentice?" She asked surprised and really disappointed. The pale grey tabby narrowed her eyes. She'd liked Graypaw since she was a kitten and didn't know what to think. This honestly didn't change what she thought about him. He was a loyal tom and knew where he stood. "I suppose it makes a huge difference since you two broke up." She commented afterwards. She still couldn't believe the tom had, had a relationship with Lavapaw.
"Graypaw, I know your a loyal cat and a great apprentice, but.." she trailed off seeing Lavapaw. She immediately grew quiet and put on a rather cold glare. — Ryewhisker
 15:52, September 15, 2016 (UTC) 
Graypaw opened his mouth to speak, but closed it again when he spotted Lavapaw. He trotted over to her. Her belly was loose, she must have had the kits. "Thank you for coming," she murmured, giving Reedpaw a sharp look, which softened a moment later. Her gaze went back to Graypaw. "I've had my kits, two toms and two she-cats." Graypaw's heart pounded. "That's great! how are they?" 
"Good," Lavapaw nodded. "But your are their father. I cannot raise four kits alone, but I do not want you to leave your Clan to be with me," She lifted her tail, which had been curled around her paws to reveal a fluffy gray speckled she-cat and a much smaller, black tom. "Take them to live with you in FlameClan." She gave each kit a nuzzle on the head, then turned and pelted off back to her Clan, without giving Graypaw a chance to speak. He stared down at the kits, shocked, not knowing what to do. ~Patchfeather~ 16:41, September 15, 2016 (UTC)
Reedpaw felt a snarl deep in her chest and narrowed her eyes at the mollies words. How dare she! She felt her claws slide out and the dirt shred beneath them. Reedpaw's cold green eyes pierced the queen before she snatched her gaze away to glare at the kittens. She felt her lip sneer before remaining emotionless.
Reedpaw watched as the tiny she-kit cowered from her as she neared. "We should head back to camp," she said to Graypaw ignoring Lavapaw. If Reedpaw could she'd shred her ears to pieces. Reedpaw turned to glare at the queen once more before snatching up the tiny tomkit. — Ryewhisker
 19:39, September 15, 2016 (UTC) 
The tom let out a shrill cry when Reedpaw picked him up. Graypaw carefully picked up his daughter and followed Reedpaw. What would the Clan think? Would they be accepted? When they reached camp, Birchheart, who had been silently judging her Clanmates looked over. "What in the name of StarClan are those?" she asked harshly, sniffing the she-kit. ~Patchfeather~ 19:44, September 15, 2016 (UTC)
Reedpaw stomped past Redpaw, Graypaw's worrisome sister, her tail lashing. She felt the kitten wriggling but ignored that dropping him into the nest. She sat staring at the kitten weirdly. Maybe someday she'd have two of her own. Reedpaw turned only to see the soft gaze of Graypaw. Okay the, she thought before disappearing. She met back up with Sedgepaw who snorted and said that Reedpaw might actually be softening up to someone.
Ploverpaw stayed silent with wide blue eyes. "Did Graypaw find kittens in our territory?" He aske dhis siter. Reedpaw glared before leaving, also leaving the question unanswered. "Man, she's salty today." The tabby tom snorted out. — Ryewhisker
 19:49, September 15, 2016 (UTC) 
Graypaw shuffled his paws. He didn't know if he should tell the truth or lie. "I think they are a rogues kits, we found them by the ScorchClan border," he decided to lie. He set his son down, who looked at the other cats with fearful blue eyes. ~Patchfeather~ 19:55, September 15, 2016 (UTC)
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