TundraClan/1

Irismoon was on a journey with Rainsplash, who seemed to be suitable for a higher rank, she was very surprised that the she-cat was JUST a warrior, but she guessed Mistystar had known something TundraClan didn’t. Irismoon shook her head. “It was odd, first I had the plague, and now, now I woke up and it was gone....” she murmured. Rainsplash cocked her head. “What? I thought there needed to be a cure, hopefully it was found....” she sighed. “Let’s rest, it’ll be a long climb.” Irismoon pointed out, and the two she-cats lay at dawn.—Irismoon
Tundrastar walked into the hastily made warriors den, where everyone but Glowfur, who was guarding camp, was asleep. She settled down and closed her eyes. She had just made Glacierpaw the new medicine cat, and hoped he was doing well. But still, she stayed awake worrying. - Tundrastar
Irismoon ran into camp, breath fast. “Tundrastar! I’ve returned to TundraClan!”—Irismoon
Tundrastar leaped out of her nest like a start, and dashed to the camp opening. "Irismoon!" She exclaimed running to her deputy. "You're back! Thank goodness! I have so much to tell you! We've got to rebuild camp, bury our clanmates figure out how to train Glacierpaw...." - Tundrastar
“Hmm? What do you mean? Did cloudleaf—“ Tundrastar nodded slowly. “Oh my! How’s about we talk in your den. You can tell me everything since the clan left to go to willowclan.”—irismoon
"Well, the only den we have up is the Warriors den and I wouldn't want to bother anyone there, so let's just stay here I guess." Tundrastar meowed, embarrassed, then told Irismoon everything that had happened since she got sick. - Tundrastar
“ I see, well then we would get camp ready, I'll work on the leaders den and —“ she was cut off by a huge yowl of pain, all cats turned towards the used to be nursery, it was Slatepuddle. “Oh no..” Irismoon whispered. Eyes wide. “My kits! They, they’re coming right now!”- Irismoon
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Slatepuddle hissed and yowled in pain and she knew this wasn’t gonna end well with no medicine cat here, she struggled so much! She hissed even more. Until Irismoon returned, “I’ve got him!” She yowled and suddenly Slatepuddle felt more at ease as she saw the medicine cat, “who are you!?” She hissed as she did it recognize him. “I’m the one who’s gonna deliver your kits!” He hissed. Then she remembered. It was WillowClans Medicine cat! She struggled so much and did it know what was going on!
Ripplepool was horrified, he really was he didint know where any supplies where and if they even had supplies until he spotted some piles of herbs. “Okay Glacierpaw I’ll need your help! Get me some cobwebs, poppyseeds, and borage and possibly some extra dock root!” He hissed at the petrified apprentice. Glacierpaw looked as horrified as Ripplepool insides. “the dark brown roots, the dark purple and gold flowers and the small black seeds!” He hissed. Glacierpaw dashed off as irismoon cooed at the queen, “its gonna be fine! Your gonna be fine!” And as Glacierpaw returned one kit had plopped onto the newly placed pile of moss, he gave the kit to Irismoon, “lick him fast!” He hissed and she obeyed. “Okay, here, take the poppyseeds!” He padded over to the queen in pain and then she did take them and he gave her the chewed leaves he’d prepared. He honestly didn’t know what he was doing, all he heard was Stormstreak instructions to guide him on, the only she-cat he helped kit was Ambereye after Whitekit died. Suddenly two more bundles of fur came out of her (Poolkit and Tawnykit) and he snapped. “Tundrastar! Glacierpaw! Lick these two!” He then started to get the cobwebs as the last she-kit popped out, she was a brown bundle of fur and he used all the cobwebs he could and gave her more herbs, he then started to lick the she-kit (Faintkit) as he then realized. “It’s too much, shes loosing too much blood! StarClan help me!” He then put enough cobwebs down and used the dock root, then as the four kits dried, he told the others to put them against their mother‘s stomach for some milk, then he asked quietly as she took several deep breaths. “WHTA are you gonna call them?” she was stunned but then looked to her perfectly healthy kits, “two toms and two she-kits.” Ripplepool answered her gaze, “the dark brown-black first born is Wolfkit,” she grunted but then she looked so tired she could keep watch of them. “The next light brown she-kit is Faintkit,” she looked to the next tabby she-kit. “That’s Tawnykit... and...” she coughed. she looked Ripplepool in the eyes. “That’s Poolkit.” Then that’s when he realized she’d coughed up blood. “Oh no! No, no, no no no!” He looked wide eyed at Glacierpaw as Slatepuddle looked to her deputy. “Irismoon! please, look after my kits with Whiteclaw...” then she slowly lowered her lead and her stare was colorless. Slatepuddle was dead, and there was nothing Ripplepool could do.
Irismoon dug her muzzle into her sisters pelt. “I will.” She whispered. She sighed. “They should drink the last of her milk before we get her outa here.” Irismoon whispered to Tundrastar, not moving from her sisters pelt. Whiteclaw rushed in. “What happened?!” He hissed. Then he gasped. “Oh Irismoon...” he padded to his mates side and she looked to Ripplepool. “Thank you for helping.” He dipped his head. “Well start training tomorrow Glacierpaw, just remember Borage is good for her milk and cobwebs for blood, poppyseeds help calm pain. I must return to my clan.” He turned to leave. Feeling hollow and shocked. He’d failed her.—Ripplepool & Irismoon & Slatepuddle
Glacierpaw was too stunned to mutter anything but a quiet, "Thank you..." He looked quietly on as the kits drank the last milk from their mother. - Glacierpaw
((Could we possibly do a lil timeskip, to when the kits are 3 or so moons? Plans. :x)) 
((Sure)) 
Irismoon purred as she watched the kits play, at least the clan found some way to feed them, and now she had to care for them. “Wolfkit, go easy on Tawnykit.” She purred.  
Poolkit yawned as he crouched over a black spotted red bug. “Whoa, you’re a pretty bug!” He meowed.—Irismoon & Poolkit 
((I'msosorry)) Wolfkit was already showing signs of being promisingly malicious. The thick-furred kitten broke up from his littermate on command before walking away and grumbling about it. He noticed Poolkit looking at a bug, and decided to step on it and kill the creature. "Ew, gross!" -- Wolfkit
Poolkit sighed sadly. ‘Why’d you do that?!” He hissed. “That bug didn’t deserve to die!” Poolkit frowned a kitten face with a little kitten tooth hanging out.—Poolkit
The tabby tomkit shrugged his broad shoulders. "Because it's weak, and I'm strong. And I just proved that." Wolfkit puffed out his chest proudly. -- Wolfkit
Poolkit raised a brow. “But that’s not a fair fight! It can’t fight back because it’s small. I bet if you had to fight a bug bigger than you you’d be scared!” Poolkit hissed.—Poolkit
"Would not!" Wolfkit countered with the fur on his plumy tail beginning to spike. "I'm a good and brave warrior- I'd just squash it again!" He stopped before an evil grin grew on his features. Lifting the gross, bug-covered paw, he threatened to rub it all over his brother. He wanted a good chase. -- Wolfkit
“Ack!” Poolkit leaped to his paws and started running around the fresh-kill pile. Irismoon purred. I wonder if Slate can see me now... she looked up to see Whiteclaw. “Erm, need anything?” He asked. She purred. “You can watch those two.” She purred.—Irismoon
Faintkit sat quietly looking at a butterfly that was sitting on a rock. She carefully reached out a paw to see if it would get on her finger. Something else got on their instead. "AAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!" She screamed, shaking her paw frantically. "It's a snail! Ew! Get it off!" - Faintkit
Irismoon purred as she gently swiped the snail off. “It won’t hurt you.” She purred.—Irismoon
Tundrastar peeked her head inside the den. "Everything okay, Irismoon?" She asked. "Also, I need to talk to you about some Clan business." - Tundrastar
Irismoon looked to her leader. “Oh... alright.” She turned to the kits. “I’ll be right back kits.” She purred as she topped out with Tundrastar. “Yes?” She asked
Whiteclaw frowned as Irismoon left. He looked to the kits. “Hey, you guys wanna learn basic hunting moves?”—Irismoon & Whiteclaw\
"I'm going to appoint another deputy in your place while you have your kits. I wanted to know who I should pick?" Tundrastar mewed, searching Irismoon's face. - Tundrastar
Wolfkit shamelessly chased his brother around like the big bully he was before he grew bored of the event, and rubbed the squished bug off of his paw. He eventually settled down with a mouse to chew on. -- Wolfkit
Faintkit padded over to Wolfkit and thumped down. "Wolfkit!" She demanded, glaring at him. "Don't chase around Poolkit! It's not nice!" - Faintkit
"Fine, I'll just chase around you instead! You like slugs, don't you?" Wolfkit stuck out his tongue in an immature fashion before he returned to eating his mouse. -- Wolfkit
"Ew no!" Faintkit squealed, shaking herself. "Slugs are grosss! Just like toms!" She exclaimed, flashing a mischievous grin at Wolfkit. - Faintkit
Bluekit growled. “Tundrastar! When will I be an apprentice! I’m 7 moons!” She hissed from the nursery. Dodging the gross 3 moon olds.—Bluekit
Poolkit sighed. “Wow your so cool! Not! Your mean!” He hissed. Picking a thorn out of his pelt. Which was actually a blade of grass.—Poolkit
"You're just jealous because, unlike you, I'm not a coward." Wolfkit raised his chin before he continued to eat his prey. -- Wolfkit
Poolkit sighed. ‘Well I’m just smaller! Doesn’t mean I can’t become stronger!” He tried to defend himself against his jerky brother but failed.—Poolkit
"No, you just make up excuses, just like every other mouse-heart." Wolfkit grumbled in response, using a wide paw to shove his brother away before he finished up the remains of his mouse. -- Wolfkit
Bluekit couldn’t stand Poolkit being bullied. She stepped in, looking over them. “Um, I wouldn’t suggest continuing this argument. Wolfkit, we get it! Your caught up with yourself. Why don’t you go and attack a mouse. Poolkit, stop trying to be cool. Just be you. Alright? Gosh kits these days are so annoying!”—Bluekit
Faintkitteh snarled. "We're not annoying! You're just too old to understand! You should become a grumpy elder!" She leaped at Bluekit. - Faintkit
Bluekit sighed. “You’re saying you actually want to listen to Wolfkit brag all day to Poolkit? And you?” She pointed out as the kit stumbled into her. Not knocking the apprentice aged kit over.—Bluekit
"Ow!" Faintkit squealed. "Mom! Bluekit knocked me over!" She wailed. - Faintkit
Irismoon sighed. “C’mon FaintKit, I saw you leap into her.” And Bluekit stuck out her tongue. “Well I tried.” She looked a round for Tundrastar to ramble on about her ceremony.—Bluekit
(Willow, Irismoon was asked an important question by Tundrastar. Check her most recent rp.)
Irismoon Frowned. “Oh! Is it only temporary? If so, I’d probably go for someone like Fadingfrost, or glowfur for second choice.” She sighed.—Irismoon
"I think I'll do Fadingfrost then." Tundrastar mewed. "We'll go Bluekit's ceremony while we're at it." - Tundrastar
“Ah. Alright. Who should mentor her? Well, Fadingfrost is the only option at the moment right?”—Irismoon
Tundrastar nodded, then leaped to the tall pine. "Let all cats enough to walk on the snow assemble beneath the tall pine for a clan meeting!" She called, surveying the cats. "Today we re making an apprentice. Bluekit is seven moons old and ready to be an apprentice. Bluekit, please step forward." Bluekit obeyed. "From now on until you get your warrior name, you will be known as Bluepaw." Tundrastar turned to Glowfur. "Glowfur, you have shown your bravery and skill in battle and wisdom in training. I hope you will pass on these skills to your new apprentice, Bluepaw." Tundrastar declared as Glowfur smiled at her new apprentice.
"Bluepaw, Bluepaw!" The clan called. Tundrastar yowled for science. " Quiet! As some of you may know, Irismoon has moved to the nursery. She is expecting kits. Until her kits are six moons, I will assign a temporary deputy in her place." She surveyed the cats, and then locked eyes with Fadingfrost. "Fadingfrost, ever since you join TundraClan from SeaClan, you have shown your loyalty and devotion to your new clan. Do you accept this position as deputy?" - Tundrastar
Bluepaw gagged. “Ugh...” she whispered tapping noses with the She-cat. This wasn’t what Bluepaw was expecting,—Bluepaw
Glowfur wasn't sure what she though of her new apprentice. - Glowfur
Poolkit saw the announcement. “Why is the clan so small?”—Poolkit
Fadingfrost blinked in surprise. "I accept." -- Fadingfrost
"Congratulations then." Tundrastar mewed. "Clan dissmissed." - Tundrastar
"I dunno." Faintkit whispered loudly to Poolkit. - Faintkit
“hmmm” Poolkit yawned.- Poolkit
Irismoon felt a harshness as if she wanted her power back. Though didn’t say anything.-Irismoon
Wolfkit tore up the moss with his claws. As he was continuing to grow, he was developing a more ambitious sense of curiosity. He was sick of being bound to camp- he wanted to go further, look beyond the walls of the nursery that he had been born into... Tonight, I'm sneaking out of camp and I'm catching myself a mouse! -- Wolfkit
Irismoon sighed. This wasn’t a grand plan, but she’d get her position back after these kits where apprenticed. Hopefully.—Irismoon
((No following please, Wolfkit's gonna be leavin')) The tabby tom kit made his way out of camp, puffing his chest out proudly when he managed to help himself outside of camp. Hah! In your faces, littermates. He thought to himself bitterly as he continued along the snowy territory. The sun was going down, and deep down, Wolfkit was pretty scared. He was lost, cold, thirsty, and absolutely hungry. However, when he came across one of TundraClan's overflowing rivers, he grew a little more hopeful. At least he could have a drink and not be thirsty anymore. -- Wolfkit
Bluepaw just stared at a tree for some reason.—Bluepaw
I'm sure it's safe enough. Wolfkit thought nonchalantly as he approached the gushing water before leaning over to take a drink. He took several laps of the water and allowed himself to relax, but this was a bad move on the kitten's part. He found himself plunging into the water and unabe to escape, leaving the kitten to be carried off and out of TundraClan's territory. -- Wolfkit
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Two moons later...
((IMPORTANT!: Please move along to the Gathering in the Main Roleplay!)) -- hawk
Bluepaw hissed to herself as she missed, yet, another mouse. “Ugh! This is so stupid!” She glared at Blowfur. “You’re stupid!” She spat as she stormed back to camp. Why was she so stupid! Ugh! And yet she missed every single mouse!—Bluepaw
Irismoon sighed as the kits played. “I’m Tundrastar! I’m gonna punish BreezeClan for trespassing! Surrender Swiftstar!” Poolkit laughed. She sighed. It’s been a few moons since Wolfkit..... might’ve been carried away in the river and..... she blamed herself for his death, she should’ve watched him, she should’ve been there and betraying Slatepuddle made her grief worsen. She yawned as the thought of the deceased kit clouded her mind. She sighed. Poolkit was getting stronger and braver without Wolfkit though, perhaps Slate will have a strong tom kit after all.—Irismoon
Snowfall paused as she looked into the nursery, poor Irismoon, she hasn’t eaten in moons since Wolfkit’s disappearance..... So she padded over to the prey pile and grabbed the last prey they had, she picked the sparrow up and padded to the nursery. “I know you don’t want to, but you must eat Irismoon. The clan depends on you.”—Snowfall
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Two moons later...
A few moons had indeed mellowed Irismoons feelings. The kits where apprenticed before the gathering, Poolpaw to Fadingfrost, Tawnypaw to Snowfall, and Faintpaw to Stormsnow. All healthy apprentices, and she’d regained her place as deputy, planning to have kits soon with Whiteclaw in Greenleaf when things are better. She’d seen Tundrastar aging out though... She shook her head. Too much worrying. Though, she still clung to the fact Wolfkit was dead because of her. And they might be warriors soon, she sighed with pride. The clan was growing. And charcoalpaw had finished his training and gained his warrior name Charcoalpatch and is doing well. She purred as she watched the clan.— iris
Poolpaw padded up to his mentor. “Can we train?” He asked Fadingfrost.-Poolpaw
as Fadingfrost didn’t answer he turned to see an angry Bluepaw and padded up to her. “Are you okay?” He asked. She hissed as she looked up with slit eyes. He took an awkward step back as she Sighed... “No.” she answered. He sighed. “Wanna talk about it?” “Sure.”-Pool x Blue
Poolpaw peacefully padded up to the prey pile and picked a juicy sparrow up as it had frosted over night, he couldn’t leave it to rot, eating oldest first was better he’d heart Irismoon say as a kit.-Poolpaw
Tundrastar sighed as she coughed again, “Tundrastar, you called me?” A soft voice called from outside. “Yes, Irismoon, I, I know this is my last life, I’m getting ill.” She frowned, though closed her eyes and yawned. Irismoon was speechless, “I swear I’ll make your last days the greatest”.-Iris
Irismoon woke in the middle of the night as shed felt odd, “oh right..... better see Glacierpaw about that....” she muttered as she padded to the medicine cat. “Glacierpaw, I need to know, am I expecting kits?” She asked. He stammered a bit before nodding and telling her to lay down, she caught some muttering from him, not mean, but nervous. He smiled as he nodded. “A few.” He purred.-Iris
Lostwhisper grinned as he stay low to the ground, he flicked his tail a few times as he stalked around the camp. “Surround the camp.” He ordered.-Lost
Sarge nodded, before padding around the camp. - Sarge
Tundrastar fought a little before emerging from her den, something felt wrong, though she sighed. “Irismoon! Where are you?” She asked, Irismoon quickly emerged from the nursery, “I’m expecting kits!” She purred,-Tundra
Sarge narrowed his eyes at Tundrastar as he saw her. You’re going to regret exiling me. - Sarge
Irismoon sighed. though a patch of black fur caught her eye outside camp and she hissed. “ Intruders!” Though before she could make a move Lostwhisper Leaped on Tundrastar and threw the bony she-cat across camp, then raised a paw and drew a deep cut on Irismoon’s shoulder, she wailed in pain, though as Whiteclaw leaped to help, Lostwhisper leaped back and pushed the tom to the ground, clawing his neck.-Lost
Sarge yowled and lunged at a TundraClan warrior, clawing at it’s face, and snarling. “This is what you get, for banishing me!” - Sarge
Bluepaw gasped as she’d been toppled on, gasping for pain she kicked him off, her face bloodied, she hissed.-Bluepaw
Tundrastar winced as she coughed blood, “whta, Foxstripe! You can’t be here!” She coughed again, hard. She felt her vision fade.-Tundra
“It’s Sarge now!” He snarled, and lunged and Tundrastar, tearing at her face and neck. - Sarge
Bluepaw stared in terror as her leader had been though her face burned with pain as Sarge had attacked it, “you’re all monsters!’ She wailed.
Lostwhisper grimaced, “well.” He chuckled. “This Clan is mine.” He grinned. “Whiterose is the depuy.” he licked his lips and claws. “And we do what I say now, and I say my fellow rogues that we should watch the clan wile I get my lives.” He grinned. Irismoon growled. “I was deputy!”-Lost
“Not anymore!” Spat Sarge, standing beside Rivergaze. - Sarge
Rivergaze just stared with delight. “Hmm, this clan is weak.” She muttered as she stared Bluepaw down with her aqua eyes. She then sighed. “Well, I guess we’re stuck here.” She growled as she lay down and watched the clan, glaring to Irismoon.—River
“That was easier than I thought.” Grumbled Sarge, boredly, laying down by Rivergaze. - Sarge
Lostwhisper grinned.-Lost
———— (skipping time until lost has his lives)
Sleet walked up to his leader, “i believe we are low on food, shall I go get some.”-Sleet
Loststar grinned as he sent the tom off with a flick of his tail.-Lost
Sleet slipped out to find that pretty clan she-cat-Sleet
Sleet returned hours later dropping a small mouse he had found in willowclan then setting straight off to his den to sleep. --Sleet
Sarge padded over to Rivergaze. “Hello.” He said. Over the little amount of time Sarge had begun to develop feelings for the gray she-cat. - Sarge
Rivergaze flicked her gaze to him. “Oh. Hey.” She meowed before looking back to Charcoalpatch. “Look buddy, you either obey him, or die. It’s on you weather you want to live or not.” She meowed. Though once again, Charcoalpatch looked uncomfortable, she sighed. “Erm, cats around here don’t do conversations...” she meowed to Sarge, “he hasn’t been answering me at all. But I wasn’t really asking anything.” She wondered about WillowClan, the gut in her stomach turned as she looked back towards the forest,-River
“Are you thinking about your old Clan?” Asked Sarge. - Sarge
Rivergaze shrugged, “maybe...” she frowned. -River
The former temporary deputy narowed his eyes as he sat across camp. He was surprised that he hadn't been tossed out yet. My mother would be ashamed if I layed around and did nothing. Fadingfrost thought to himself, referring to his adopted mother, Seastar. "I'm not going to bend and obey some tyrant." He stated suddenly. -- Fadingfrost
Loststar turned Fadingfrost’s direction. “You're just asking to be killed then.” He sneered leaping from the meeting rock and grinning.-Loststar
"I think you're just jealous that my clan picked me as a deputy because of my honesty and hardwork, whereas you're so unlikeable that you had to find a whole different clan and kill to get power and 'respect' by means of fear." Fadingfrost returned in a flat tone, holding Loststar's glare. -- Fadingfrost
Lostwhisper hissed. “Oh I’m not scared. You should be scared. If anything weak cats like you who think StarClan is with you should be the most scared, because one day, StarClan will be no more, and you’ll have to fend for yourself.” He grinned as he u sheathed his claws.-Lost
Rivergaze growled.-River
"You don't strike fear into me- but I do pity you." The even-tempered tom raised his chin coolly. "You just can't fit in, so you have to go crawling to some other helpless clan in hopes of finding your acceptance. I think you're looking to the wrong place- only the Dark Forest is accepting of tyrants like yourself." -- Fadingfrost
Loststar chuckled. “Of course they’re with me. How else do you think this clan was so easy to take over?” He then lunged into Fadingfrost’s shoulder, knocking the tom off balance hopefully.-Lost
"They're not 'with you', they're only afraid of you." Fadingfrost welcomed the blow, as he refused to stand down. "It's a shame my clan's not willing to stand up for what's right, but know this: I am." The marbled tabby tom flattened his ears to prove his point. "And I won't back down." -- Fadingfrost
Loststar hissed. “Well, if you think that weakness is right, be my guest and leave.” He hissed. “But if rather kill you first.” He grinned. Though had been knocked off of his paws by Irismoon, she hissed. “Leave him alone you bag of foxdung!” She hissed.-Loststar
"Go ahead- exile me, throw me into the wasteland. Over time, my clanmates will regain their reason, and you'll be sorry for picking the wrong clan to mess with." Fadingfrost replied in a firm tone, keeping his tabby ears pinned against his skull. -- Fadingfrost
Lostwhisper looked back and hissed. “Well then.” He growled, then launching himself at Fading frost, sinking his teeth around the toms scruff and throwing him to the camp entrance. Then slapping him out of camp. “Leave, and if you think the other clans can help you, heh. I’m sure you can try.” He growled. Licking the blood from his lips, and flicking his tail at Rivergaze, Darkstorm, and Sarge to make sure he leaves.—Loststar
Fadingfrost glared back at the tyrant with a cold set of narrowed eyes before he stiffly made his way out of the territory. You only had it easy because my clan is small. The marbled tabby thought to himself as he made his way into the chilly wasteland. -- Fadingfrost
Rivergaze growled as she sighed and followed Fadingfrost, her mind racing “who would do that...” she grumbled. Though quietly.-River
“Don’t come back!” Spat Sarge. - Sarge
Bubblesplash looked around well the guards arn't falling over thier feet for me maybe the stupid clan cats will. Bubblesplash sat in the apprentice den close to Poolpaw then started grooming her fur. --Bubblesplash
Poolpaw raised a brow. “Uhhhh” he didn’t like this she-cat, “I’m sort of busy....” he shivered. “With Bluepaw’s wound.” He added, placing more moss to her eye.-Pool
Bubblesplash raised an eyebrow "Oh, sorry am i in your way i was just cleaning my fur. I can leave if you would like." Bubblesplash purred softly. --Bubblesplash
Poolpaw muttered. “Um, I don’t really care, I’m just, helping a friend....” he muttered as he turned back to placing what Glacierpaw said to place on her shoulder.-Poolpaw
Irismoon flinched back as she’d been slashed in the muzzle again by Loststar. “Do That again and I think we can all agree your kits won’t see daylight and only stars.” She growled.-Lost
Bubblesplash grumbled apprentices are to smart these days for thier own good. Bubblesplash walked away targeting Characoalpatch. --Bubblesplash
Charcoalpatch yawned as he looked away from Irismoon’s beating. This wasn’t right but, how could he change it at all? As Bubblesplash approached him. “Oh please. You stupid guards are all over me! Can I get a moments of peace?”-Charcoal
"I'm sorry if im in you way, im just stopping by to see that none of though's savage guards hurt you." Bubblesplash purred. --Bubblesplash
Charcoalpatch rolled his eyes. “Like you’re any different. Seeing you’re looking to see if I’m clean and then give me a nasty wound.”-Charcoal
Bubblesplash looked a charcoal "No I don't want to do that. Do you have any wounds though?" Bubblesplash made a fake kind smile. --Bubblesplash
Charcoalpath lashed out, swiping a paw in her direction. “I think Glacierpaw can handle that! Not you.”-Charcoal
Bubblesplash looked at him "fine." Then groomed herself  a few feet away from characoal--Bubblesplash
Glacierpaw shivered as he’d seen all that had happened, now the Medicine Cats den was heavily guarded, he frowned as he’d seen the guards, as he’d seen her at the gathering at some point, the gray she-cat, but Foxstripe..... this must’ve been a plot of revenge. He muttered as he sorted the holly and beetle wings and such, he grumbled as he wondered why Ripplepool never came since that moon, from that time on he’d seen Cloudleaf in his dreams, showing him where the Herbs where. He sighed as he’d looked to the secret exit he’d made, clever, but he’d been more worried about Charcoalpatch, ever since he’d been forced to become a medicine cat...... he’d been hostile to his own brother, perhaps feeling betrayed, or lonely. Glacierpaw turned to look in camp for his brother. Wonder why StarClan was still silent. As silent as the stars.—Glacierpaw
Irismoon fumed. “I will never listen to you!” She growled. Edging as Loststar grinned. “Oh little petty she-cat, I’m not asking if you’d like to I’m telling you to. Tomorrow we launch an attack on ThornClan, I’m your leader.” He growled. Irismoon hissed. Flexing her claws to pounce at the tom. He barked his teeth revealing his fangs stained with blood, “you decide to pick off the weakest clan—!” “No Irismoon.” Rainspots hissed. “We aren’t weak. This tom just needs some of the Wild Blooded cats to remind him who is more dominant, she growled. Stepping out of the shade of a holly bush. “You have no place as my leader. I will never surrender to you over the Ancestors word.” she hissed. Then lowering and leaped onto him, he tore at her belly as she wailed in pain and ripped into his throat, then as she released he’d kicked her off, and whirled around to run around her as he’d leaped onto her back and sank his jaws into her scruff, only to he thrown off. “Is that.” She growled. “All you’ve got?” She hissed. He flattened his ears as he leaped irismoon skinned underneath him. Leaving him bloody. Rainspots grinned though her wounds made her leap back.—Loststar, Rainspots, Irismoon
Bubblesplash interveaned "Loststar! In deep respect we don't want to lose anymore warriors before the attack. We are already short to many cats." --Bubblesplash
Sarge nodded, hesitantly. “Bubblesplash is . . . right.” He said. “Especially with Fadingfrost gone, he could have told the other Clans, and we could be attacked at any moment. If we’re attacked by WillowClan we’ll need the most cats we can get.” - Sarge
Bubblesplash purred "Awwwww thanks Sarge....." Then grinned at him. --Bubblesplash
Loststar glared before pacing in a circle. “Hmmm, of course this clan was always weak.” He licked his lips. “It would be a shame if the other clans had lost their kits.” He then grinned. “During the next gathering we can steal kits from the other clan’s, behind their back’s.” He chuckled. “But we’d need to have a distraction during the gathering to have the time.”-Loststar
“But no one brings their kits to Gatherings!” Yowled Sarge. “And there will still be cats guarding camp!” - Sarge
Rivergaze sneered. “Exactly, remember? The kits will be in camp, and most of the clan will be gone, we can take on a few cats mercilessly with kits in our jaws.” She grinned. “I don’t want to be the one to break the silence, but maybe I could take a kit from WillowClan? One less cat to worry about.”-Rivergaze
Sarge stretched, and yawned. “Sure.” He said. “I’ll go to whatever Clan.” - Sarge
"Me too!" Bubblesplash yelled --Bubblesplash
Rivergaze thought. “Perhaps SwampClan? I’m sure they have kits.” She meowed. “And Whiterose could steal ThornClan kits? Unless I should do it on the way back.” She sent a narrowed gaze to Bubblesplash. “You take SeaClan.” As Darkstorm strolled in. “Heh, I think we all know StormClan is in a bit of a treat.”-River
Bubblesplash grinned thinking about her old clan they were going to pay for banishing her. --Bubblesplash
Are there specific kits you want these cats to steal? All of my kits can be stolen.))--Skylia
"Hey, Featherkit, i'm bored. Do you want to go exploring?" Crystalkit whispered to Featherkit. Featherkit started bouncing up and down. "yeah, c'mon, Let's Go!" He whispered back.- Crystalkit & Featherkit
"sooo, what do you want to do here?" Featherkit asked Crystalkit. "I don't know." Crystalkit responded. "let's just run around!" "Ok," Featherkit said. "try to catch me!" Crystalkit started running after him. "Ow!" She screamed "I got a thorn in my paw! " Featherkit sighed. " C'mon, let's go back to camp and tell Glacierpaw." - Crystalkit & Featherkit
​"Alright, let's sneak in quietly." Featherkit whispered. there was a voice behind them. " what are you doing Featherkit and Cryatalkit." It was Wolfclaw. he narrowed his eyes at his kits "Oh, hi." Crystalkit said. "listen, we were just playing for a little bit because that mean Loststar cat is SO BORING!" "Ok, Wolfclaw said, I'll take you two back to camp." "Ok, thank you so much. I've got a thorn in my paw and it really hurts." Crystalkit said. - Crystalkit, Featherkit, Wolfclaw.
Snowbreeze went to hunt and strech her bones -- Snowbreeze
When do the cats steal the kits?)) --Skylia
((during the gathering whenever that is- Willow))
Glacierpaw dashed to the entering cats, he sighed as he saw the kits. “Loststar will have your necks if he ever knew about this.” He whispered. Then gently gripping Crystalkit’s scruff and making sure he didn’t trip, or drop her, or- he was interrupted as he saw Charcoalpatch Glare at him. He quickly Put her in a nest in the medicine cat’s den and turned around to gather the correct herbs.—Glacierpaw
Crystalkit kept silent- Crystal
Glacierpaw found the perfect things he’d chewed the, delicately and then bend over to her. “It might hurt, but thorns are always the worst.” He meowed before gently gripping the thorn and slowly pulling it out, he went faster and then it was out.-Glacierpaw
"Ow!" Crystalkit yelped - Crystal
Speaking of the gathering Loststar grinned. “Rivergaze, you can take from SeaClan, Sarge, ThornClan, be careful though. Darkstorm can take StormClan, Beta you get BreezeClan, Whiterose you can get WillowClan. Bubblesplash can take CaveClan.” He grinned as he then gathered the cats. “All of TundraClan, you shall come with me to the gathering.” He growled.—Loststar
Sarge nodded. - Sarge
I thought Bubble is doing SeaClan?))--Skylia
“Woah, it’s out!” Crystalkit said. “I wish I could do that. Goodbye Glacierpaw, have fun at the gathering” Crystalkit stayed in the medicine cat’s den and looked around, “Woah, this is actually pretty cool. I wish I could know what this is.” she pointed toward a pile of herbs with her paw. “Or those” she pointed toward a pile of berries. “I can if I’m a medicine cat.” Crystalkit spent a few more minutes in the den looking around. - Crystalkit
((Bubble is to CaveClan)) Whiterose stalked into TundraClan camp with kits in her mouth, their little pelts had been coated with the blood of her victim, that queen who sought her out. She shook her fur as she dropped them in the nursery. “Alright you little fur balls.” She growled. “This is your new home, where you will be tested for your skills, become great warriors, you’re all family now.” She grinned as she then lapped the blood off of them. “And here, you’ll all be great.”—Whiterose
Rivergaze trotted into Camp as well, annoyed with the fact SeaClan cats stink, she had gently dropped the kits into the nursery into a second nest where most of them molded awake. And she grinned at the WillowClan kits. “Wow, I see WillowClan wasn’t as lucky.” She meowed. Then turning to the kits. “Welcome to TundraClan kits. Your new home.”-Rivergaze
Darkstorm hadn’t cared as he’d thrown the StormClan kits into the nursery. He’d plopped into a nest and chewed his claws.-Dark
Splashkit jumped up, her fur bristled, and she jumped up. "You mouse brained...!" She spat, not sure how to end that. -- Splashkit
Rivergaze licked her claws. “You, I’ve heard about you.” She meowed. “Have you been excepted into your clan yet? Make any friends?” She barked before sighing, “too many kits.” She muttered. Looking from the WillowClan kits to the SeaClan, ThornClan, and StormClan ones.—Rivergaze
Chestnutkit gasped. “Where am I!” She shuddered, “who are they!?” She then unsheathed her sharp kitten claws and pounced at the white she-cat, only to be slapped back with a paw of claws, then feeling the blood on Chestnutkit’s face she wailed and scrambled back, revealing future scars.—Chestnutkit
Finchkit raised a brow. “Yay! A new home! ThornClan stinks! No one likes a challenge!”—Finchkit
"Well that cut deep." Splashkit snapped, trying to mask the pain she felt inside. -- Splashkit
Rivergaze growled. “Good. Use that anger you feel, use the pain and attack me.” She meowed. Lowering.—Rivergaze
Chestnutkit had plummeted to the ground since she’d been raked by claws, her face stung and her heart hurt, she was scared. But she had recalled what Crash said, don’t let the enemy know you’re scared, right? She looked back up at the white she-cat. She’d spread her paws out, narrowed her eyes, bristled her fur, and tried to see through the blood. She growled at the she-cat as Whiterose licked her claws as well. But as Chest it kit caught sight of Crashkit she stopped her battle pose and dashed up to him. “Crash! Are you okay?” She asked, then again she should ask herself thta, says the one who’d just been slapped to the ground by claws.—Chestnutkit
"Hey! Fox-breath!" Crashkit bristled when the stranger had the audacity to strike his sister. Perhaps he was a tiny, incapable kit, but that wouldn't prevent him from impulsively jumping to his sister's defense. "Leave her alone!" The tabby kit proceeded to go for the white cat's legs. -- Crashkit
Naturally, Shykit was panicking. He was still as a statue, save for the quivering that shook his body from pure fear. -- Shykit,
Splashkit rolled her eyes. "Oh my, I'm getting a vision." She deadpanned , pointing at Rivergaze. "I see, a forest full of shadows!" -- Splashkit
Iciclekit, daughter of Quillstar, was but a young, helpless, blind newborn kit. Desperate to find the warmth and milk of her mother, she squirmed about and mewled in protest. Already she was tiny, and had gone without a much needed meal for some time since the journey to TundraClan. -- Iciclekit
Splashkit's eyes went wide, and she glared at whoever the nearest TundraClan warrior was. "Why, is there a newborn kit here?!" She yelled. - - Splashkit
Whiterose grinned as she knocked the tom kit away. “Please. She decided to do what the unwise would’ve done.” She grinned. Growling. As she then answered Splashkit. Ignoring her fake vision. “Well, she was big, strong. But I guess she was a little too new. If she is stronger than she looks she’ll survive.” She meowed before flicking her tail. “Loststar will be pleased with all of you.” She barked. well, most of you.-Whiterose
"You consider rising up against tyranny and fighting for your life to be foolish?" Crashkit gritted his teeth, fighting to hold himself back, in the event that they punish his sister in his stead. "You strangers have nothing but bees in your brains if you think that going along with a kidnapping is 'wise'." -- Crashkit
Whiterose rolled her eyes. “Mhm. Well, you know nothing Kit.” She meowed. She then glanced at Chestnutkit. “C’mere.” She growled. Chestnutkit stayed where she was. “Little kits. Fear is what drives you up a tree.” She growled. She then slipped into the nursery and gripped Chestnutkit’s scruff, then threw her across the camp. “C’mon. Fight!” She growled. Lowering. Chestnutkit trembled as she didn’t want to get up, she didn’t want to be a warrior. Whiterose hissed.—Whiterose
His blood boiled when the warrior had the audacity to throw his sister. Impulsively, Crashkit dove forward and used all his might to bite into Whiterose's tail and pull, hoping to cause her as much pain as possible. Anything to get his sister out of there. "Pick on someone your own size!" -- Crashkit
Chestnutkit looked over to where Whiterose wailed in pain. She got to her paws as more of her blood dripped from her face but she growled. “Like you?” Whiterose bared her fangs at Crashkit. But then at the moment she watched her brother. He was so brave. Why couldn’t she be more like him?—Chestnutkit
"I think you must be blind if you think I'm a full grown cat." The impulsive tomkit continued to hold his ground with a curl of his lip. If he was going to go down, he was going to go down fighting. "Try me, furball." -- Crashkit
Whiterose growled and lowered. This one was feisty. Perfect. But as she was about to pounce she felt her cheek sting as she staggered back. Looking into the aqua eyes of Rivergaze. “You fool!” She hissed. Rivergaze growled. “Hurting kits now are we? Sure might as well kill them before they even become useful!” She hissed. Helping Chestnutkit to her paws. “They’re kits Whiterose.” She hissed. “This isn’t proper treatment for guests.” She growled.—Rivergaze
Sarge brought back his kits. “Here!” - Sarge
Rivergaze scanned the arriving ThornClan kits. “Hmm.” She meowed. “Odd.” Though she wondered what Whiterose and Loststar had planned for these kits, hoping they wouldn’t just use them as training for murder. That would mean she’d be there for the kits, no kit deserves to die young. Though glancing to Icicle kit, she looked around for a Queen. “Irismoon! Your kits will be here tomorrow, do you think you’ll take this one in for the milk?” She asked the queen. Irismoon returned her with a glare but nodded and pulled Iciclekit in.—River
Wildpaw screamed "Oh my gosh! I am not a kit stupid rouges!" --Wildpaw
Whiterose hissed as she dashed over to the tom and slashed at his cheek. “Try me puny.” She hissed.—White
Finchkit hissed as she crawled over everyone else and perched on a rock. “So miss. Why are we here?” She asked. SOMEONE had to ask. Making the older white cat regain her focus. “Well, huh.” She grinned. “All of you, and more to come. Are here to become warriors, of course, braver. Fiercer, much more likable, make ALL the clans respect you and more. All you need is power. And to get it, you need to make your enemies fear you.” She meowed. Making Finchkit perk up. “Really! I’m gonna be the best warrior of them all of course!” Feeling her ambitions rise higher than they’ve been before.—Finchkit
Chestnutkit slowly shook her head, but really she liked this plan. “I wanna be a warrior.” She meowed. Making Whiterose whip around, “heh. You can’t if you don’t fight.” She then flicked her gaze to Crashkit. “Without protection.” She added. Making Chestnutkit’s fur bristle. but Crashkit was her brother, but then again it was true warriors could to so many things without help. “I guess...” she sighed.—Chestnutkit
Splashkit looked around at the kits that surrounded her. TundraClan must have stolen from all the clans. She wondered how many cats had been wounded or killed. Was Frostpaw okay? Will I ever get back to my clan? -- Splashkit
Wildpaw growled back " I am an apprentice!" He then jumped into a attack position. --Wildpaw
Rowankit bristled at all the unfamiliar cats.
Sarge’s eyes widened at Rowankit. “Guys, don’t you think this little kit, looks a lot like Redstar?” - Sarge and Rowankit
Forestkit sqirmed around. "No! this isn't fair! I'm running back to WillowClan! Goodye all of you mean cats!" he soon got tired though, trying to run through all the snow was a difficult job for the tired, confused, young, kit and he almost said "I surrender" - Forestkit
"I'm perfectly capable of training myself to be a worthy warrior, thank you very much." Crashkit responded dryly to Whiterose's long speech, leading the tom to twitch the tip of his tail out of irritation. "Last I checked, TundraClan was one of the smallest clans. SeaClan has plenty more warriors, plenty talented warriors, not back-stabbing thieves." -- Crashkit
Whiterose examined the kit. “StarClan Sarge, keep an eye on her. She must be his kit.” She muttered. Before gripping her teeth into Forestkit’s scruff and tossed him back into the nursery. Then turning to Crashkit-know-it-all. “Heh. Not anymore.” She meowed. As Swirlkit jolted awake, trying to move her little arms to walk but she couldn’t she wailed for help for a mother to help her but her call wasn’t answered.—Swirlkit
Finchkit grinned. “So what? We’re gonna make TundraClan the strongest clan ever!” She meowed. Much to Whiterose’s agreement, and amusement.—Whiterose & Finchkit
Chestnutkit stay silent. “But I like SeaClan. It’s too cold here.” She meowed. But as Whiterose u sheathed her claws she squealed and hid behind Crashkit.—Chestnut
Baykit woke with a yawn before she couldn’t recall where she was. “Where am I?” She said in a yawn.-Baykit
Wildpaw hissed at the loners --Wildpaw
Crashkit stepped proactively in front of his sister with a scowl, sending a warning glare in Whiterose's direction. "We'll get home, Chestnut, I promise." But...was that a promise he could keep? -- Crashkit
Shykit shivered in the chill of Tundraclan, puffing up his red-and-black fur to keep it warm. He didn't make a peep, in fear that they might hurt him. -- Shykit
Baykit then realized these cats smelled wierd. “Hey! Stop being a fox heart you big piece of dung!” She spat. As Whiterose launched at her she slipped to the side and rolled over, leaping on the she-cat’s back and tearing into her scruff, yet, of course she was a kit so it didn’t do any harm until Baykit was flung off. Arching her back and hissing.—Baykit
Chestnutkit nodded. “Okay...” she meowed. As she watched that other kit be rebellious. But a bit foolishly stubborn. “So the other clan’s kits are here too?”—Chestnut
Splashkit looked around at the other kits. They weren't as lucky as her, unfortunately. Her long fur was keeping her a tiny bit warmer. She dug a small hole in the snow, digging until she reached the ground. She pressed the walls of the hole until they were firm, and hopped in. Just as she had hoped, it was slightly warmer. Not perfect, but better. "Come on in!" She called to the others. "It's a little warmer!" -- Splashkit
As Irismoon had pulled away she knew something hadn’t felt right. She then picked Iciclekit up gently and sobbed. “I’m so sorry this had to happen to you.” She muttered. This kit doesn’t deserve to be buried here though. She picked up the kit and padded outside the nursery, catching whiterose’s glare. “I need some fresh air.” She growled as she padded to the apprentices den. “Poolpaw.” She meowed. “Please, take this kit back to WillowClan.” She whispered. “She’s dead.” She sighed. “But be careful.”—Irismoon
Rowankit bared her teeth at all the other adult cats, bristling. - Rowankit
Poolpaw nodded as he cradled the dead kit, then as Irismoon walked off he’d quickly uncovered the secret exit and closed it behind him, then dashing off out of TundraClan territory towards WillowClan’s.-Poolpaw
"Fine. Freeze to death. See if I care." Splashkit spat . She crouched in her hole, only the tufts of fur on the tips of her ears poking out. -- Splashkit
Baykit growled as she dodged Whiterose’s swipes for as long as she could u til she was slapped bard, shrieking in pain she hissed. Whiterose then gasped. “Oh! You’re that kit who:s mother I killed.” She grinned. Making Baykit’s heart explode. “W-what?” She whimpered. Whiterose laughed. “yes, as I took you, I’m sure you woke her up.” She meowed gently. “And she saw me, and well, we can say she could’ve lived if she’d stayed asleep. Hmm?” Making Baykit’s eyes water, it was, her mother.... she was the reason for her mother’s death?- Baykit
“So you’re Redstar’s scrawny little rat!” Hissed Sarge. Rowankit flattened her ears. “Yes!” Said the young kit. “He is!” - Rowankit and Sarge
Baykit stay sulking, eyes widened as she stared at the snow. She couldn’t have, it isn’t true! She then hissed. “It was your fault! You decided to kill her! You took us away!” She cried as she then leaped up to be knocked to the ground, she flattened her ears as she hissed and bristled.—Baykit
Beekit woke up in confusion. "Where am I? And why is it so cold?" Then, she saw Splashkit's ear tufts poking out of a hole. She padded over and squeaked, "Hey Splashkit? Whatcha doing down there?" --Beekit
"It's a little warmer down here. Come on in. " Splashkit replied. -- Splashkit
"Wow, thanks!" Beekit hopped in, instantly feeling warmer an nuzzling up against Splashkit. "Why are we here? This is SeaClan! It's so cold... and these cats look so mean!" Beekit looked into Splashkit's eyes fearfully. --Beekit
"I don't know." Splashkit said, licking the top of Beekit's head. "These cats needed more warriors, so they decided to steal some more." She said with a sigh. -- Splashkit
Beekit was scared "Thats so mean! Are.. are they gonna hurt us? I saw some of the kits had fresh scratches..... I'm afraid , Splashkit! Will you protect me?" --Beekit
Whiterose hissed. “You survive if you’re strong.” She meowed. Before seeingBaykit and grinning. Wile Baykit’s mind yowled, don’t listen to her, don’t listen to her, don’t listen to her, this is her plan to use you! But slowly she started to believe it, even if she’d been stolen it would’ve happened anyway, but if she hadn’t squealed then her mother would’ve been dead, she then sobbed, looking to the cold floor, her heart being clutched by a bitter truth.—Bay
"... Yes. I will." Splashkit promised. - - Splashkit
Beekit purred and licked her ear. "Thank you!" Beekit then peeked out of the hole just long enough to make eye contact with Whiterose. Beekit then squealed in fright and ducked her head back down, pressed up against Splashkit. --Beekit
Rowankit trembled in fear, letting out a small whimper of fear. Sarge laughed, kicking her away. “Pathetic!” He spat. - Sarge
Rivergaze scent both Sarge and Whiterose a glare. Before she’d helped Rowankit to her paws. Along with running into the medicine cat’s den and retrieving some blackberries. In her opinion, they were by far the best tasting berry. So she took the branch of em’ to the kits. “Hungry?” She meowed gently. As she lowered the branch and sighed. “You two.” She hissed to Sarge and Whiterose. “Kits can’t do anything. You should know that! And killing them before we even get to know their skills means fewer warriors.” She hissed. “This place should be likable to call home. Not a dungeon.”-Rivergaze
Rowankit’s eyes were wide as she trembled, and took some of the blackberries, but very hesitantly, all while keeping an eye on Rivergaze. - Rowankit
Sarge rolled his eyes. “They’re just dumb kits? And plus, they’ll die either way!” He snarled. - Sarge
Rivergaze snarled. “Then what’s the point of taking them away from their homes?” She yowled. “It’s either we have them as our own. Or not.” She hissed.-River
Beekit lept out of the hole and began hissing at Sarge. "You're so mean! You kidnap us, and then hurt us. Who do you think you are?!" --Beekit
Finchkit answered. “Better than you would ever be.” She grinned. “Fish-breath.”-Finchkit
Crashkit continued the twitch the tip of his tail out of aggravation. "These cats are mousebrains." He commented bitterly under his breath as he observed the TundraClan members fight among themselves over the kits. "They don't even know what they're supposed to do with us. And we're supposed to learn valuable lessons from them? About what? Losing our minds?" -- Crashkit
Forestkit grinned "yeah, the're so desperate, they started taking kits from clans. but to them, we're helpless little balls of fur, because they can't see straight." - Forestkit
Beekit swiped at Finchkit's muzzle, drawingblood. "Why are you helping them? They're hurting us!" --Beekit
Crystalkit stuck her head out of the medicine cats den and saw... she didn't quite know. she rushed over to the nursery and found other kits that she had never seen before "What are kits from different clans doing here?" Crystalkit asked - Crystal
Forestkit answered,"They took us and started to... train? if that even is the right word, but the're failing horribly" - Forest
"Hold your tongue!" Bubblesplash hissed. --Bubblesplash
Beekit ran back to the hole and nuzzled Splashkit. "S-sorry I ran out... I- I didn't want them to hurt anymore kits... You understand.. right?" --Beekit
Sarge glared at Rivergaze. “Hey! I stole this kit! I can do what I want with it!” He hissed. - Sarge
Finchkit licked the oozing blood and flashed Beekit a glance. Letting her claws be freed from being sheathed, she hissed as she gripped Beekit’s scruff and tossed the kit out of the hole. “Think you can stand it? We’re only here to become stronger. And if I’m blinded by ambition. So be it. I’m pretty sure, beekit. That you’re too small and scrawny to be considered a SeaClan cat. Said to be one of the fattest clans correct?” She burst.- Finchkit
After Whiterose sent Rivergaze out hunting she had grumbled. If she ever had kits, she’d strangled them if they behaved so bitterly. She shook her pelt and sighed. “Make one move and Sarge will have your heads.” She growled. She then padded to the high rock and watched the nursery from there. Noting: the stupidly brave tom had mentioned the weakling to be his sister, noting that she had a plan bubbling up her head. But moving on, that ‘Splashkit’ had been a rumor for some time now, yet she hadn’t mentioned it. The she-kit most likely wanted nothing more than to be accepted and have a family. Taking her to Rowankit. Furball, if they were to turn her on her father, he’d have to surrender ThornClan over, then they’ll be able to take over the other clans. Then again, these are still kits. It would be wise to let them be for the time being, luckily Rivergaze had re-established the nursery with thorns from ThornClan’s territory.—Whiterose
Baykit grumbled as she padded to a moss patch and lay down. Only to have her pelt burned by Chestnutkit’s gaze, she knew someone was watching and didn’t care, until the she-kit padded up to her. “You’re from WillowClan, right?” She asked. Baykit stay still. “Is it true WillowClan has like a million warriors? Don’t they have a rogue as a leader? Aren’t there like HalfClan cats like EVERYWHERE!? Do you really climb trees? Can you swim? Do you guys fish? How many kits do you have every season? Don’t you have like, murderers in your clan? You know, since WillowClan is known to cause trouble-!” Baykit then sat up and silenced Chestnutkit with a questioned glance.—Chestnutkit
Baykit started as Chestnutkit went on with like, millions of questions, “Uh, yeah, we can fish in the river- I haven’t seen the warriors- Uh! I don’t know, all cats are different-“ so many questions, Baykit seemed to be in a tsunami of questions.—Baykit
Sarge glared at the kits, his eyes blazing, before padding out of camp. - Sarge
Beekit whimpered as Finchkit stood over her. "Leave me alone! Go.. Go away!" Beekit squealed shakily. She got up to run away, but she tripped and hit her chin hard. She lay there dazed, unable to move. --Beekit
Splashkit stood over Beekit, a determined expression on her face. "You." She said, looking pointedly at Finchkit, her ears turned back. "Didn't your mother teach you that it's not nice to hit?." She said coldly, her tail lashing. -- Splashkit
Troutpaw, having been dragged alongside two of the kits from CaveClan for some time, let out a low growl as he was released. He remembered something had hit his head... but he'd woken up midway through being dragged, and had been too deep in trying to discover what had happened to argue. "Who are you and why did you bring me here!" --Troutpaw
Rowankit laid down, away from the other kits and apprentices, wondering how bad it could possibly be in TundraClan. Besides from Sarge. - Rowankit
Sarge glared up at the sky. “Y’know what Tundrastar? I wouldn’t have had to do this, if you hadn’t made me angry!” He spat, not quite clarifying why she had made him angry. - Sarge
"Splashkit..? My head hurts...." Beekit mumbled, still quite dazed and a small trickle of blood pooling from her chin. Beekit saw Finchkit and tried to move backwards, whimpering. "Eek!" --Beekit
"Shh, just stay calm and don't move much." Splashkit picked up Beekit by the scruff of her neck and carried her to what she guessed was the medicine den. "Can someone help her please?" She said, her voice muffled by Beekit's fur. -- Splashkit
Beekit saw herbs, and, spending so much of her time watching Sweetpaw, knew exactly what to do. She pointed to the poppy seeds and cobwebs. "Cobwebs stop bleeding, while poppy seeds help with pain." --Beekit
"Good job." Splashkit said as she attempted to wrap Beekit's chin. She picked up a single poppy seed and handed it to her. -- Splashkit
"Thank you for saving me from Finchkit... What if hurts he me again? Or you? I wanna go home.... He said we're here to be stronger.. But I wanna be a medicine cat. Not a warrior! Fighting is so scary, and I enjoy taking care of cats. Here, this is how" Beekit showed Splashkit how to put on the bandage.  --Beekit
Bubblesplash entered camp spiting the kits into the nursery. "Ugh! CaveClan fur is the WORST! Not to mention all of the mud and dirt in that clan! Gross!" Then Bubblesplash walked out of the nursery.
"Well, when we get back home I'm sure you'll be the best medicine cat ever." - - Splashkit
Beekit purred and licked Splashkit's cheek. "We should escape! At moon-high! We could get back to the camp and tell them what happened." --Beekit
Splashkit's face lit up. "You know, we really could. But we'd need to bring the other SeaClan kits and too. And Wildpaw. " -- Splashkit
"Of course. Let's go tell them!" She raced out of the den and over to Chestnutkit and Crashkitkit. "We're gonna escape!" She whispered excitedly. --Beekit
Shykit tried to make himself feel better by pressing himself against the edges of the den, paws tucked underneath his slim form in the event that he had to get up and make a break for it. He shook underneath his fluffed black-and-ginger fur, not from the cold, but from intense fear. I want to go home... He thought to himself desperately, yet to make even a peep in terms of conversation with all of the strangers. -- Shykit
"I'll be right back. " Splashkit said to Beekit. She padded over to the den where a cold looking tortoiseshell sat. "Hi, i dug a hole, and it's a little warmer in there." She pointed with her tail to the hole she had dug earlier. She turned and walked back to Beekit. -- Splashkit
Shykit glanced up at the pale SeaClan kit with round, horrified eyes before he traced his gaze over to the hole in which he pointed. He parted his jaws to speak, but grew further bashful and glanced away. But I'm not cold... He thought to himself glumly before curling his tail tighter around his form. ...I just want to be safe again. -- Shykit
Beekit looked at Shykit with interest. "I'll go tlk to him" She said to Splashkit. She padded up to Shykit and mewed. "hey, me and the SeaClan cats are escaping tonight. I want you to come with us! What do you say?" --Beekit
The mottled tom gave a brisk, swift shake of his narrow skull. He hadn't mustered the courage to speak, so he went with nonverbal answers. The world out there...it was foreign to him and the others who did not live in Tundraclan. It was scary. Who knew what hungry creatures might lurk out in the territory? -- Shykit
"It's okay to be scared. We'll protect you. It's scarier here, anyway..." --Beekit
"It's fine if he doesn't want to, let's go see if any other cats want to come." Splashkit suggested. -- Splashkit
"Okay..." Splashkit trotted up to Wolfkit. "Me and the SeaClan cats are escaping tonight! wanna come?" --Beekit
"You guys wont make it with out anyone that has experiance." Wildpaw said joining Beekit's confersation. --Wildpaw
Beekit chirped "Oh yeah! You could lead it! Frostpaw will be so happy to see you." --Beekit
Crashkit observed TundraClan's camp through a keen pair of narrowed eyes. He wasn't going to jump right into the unknown by escaping from camp- it seemed foolish in his opinion, and that was coming from him. They didn't know where camp was. They didn't know what TundraClan's landscape was like, and he was assuming that it was brutally cold. He wanted to get his sister out of there more than anything else, but...he needed a guide for her, someone who knew the land. He needed to find a good TundraClan cat. And those? They seemed to be few and far in between. I need to discover what these fox-hearts are up to. -- Crashkit
Troutpaw, having not heard a response, let out a huff and began to pace. There's loads of kits here! Did they confuse me for a kit?! Uuuuuuuuugh I hate being small!! --Troutpaw
Splashkit poked her head into the nursery, looking if any queens were in there. -- Splashkit
Beekit snuck up behind Splashkit and shouted, "BOO!" She rolled on the ground, giggling. "I got you, didn't I!" She then ran off, trying to find someone else to annoy. --Beekit
The queen, Irismoon, seemed like a promising cat, but she had young kits attached to her. Therefore, she couldn't leave camp to lead the stolen kits away. Crashkit twitched an ear thoughtfully as he ducked out of the nursery to glimpse around camp, hoping to find a promising cat to lead his sister away from TundraClan. They definitely seem to be lacking in the 'trusthworthy' department. -- Crashkit
Wildpaw walked up to Troutpaw who was a lot bigger than him "Hey apprentice." He sniffed Troutpaw "CaveClan appretice." --Wildpaw
Chestnutkit lowered playfully before Baykit. Making the she-kit raise a brow. "Huh?" She meowed. Making Chestnutkit laugh. "Let's play!" She meowed. Hoping it'll keep her mind out of the dark. "Not now." Baykit meowed. Then lowered her voice, "have you heard everyone is thinking of leaving? That's so dumb! They don't know where we are at all and maybe they saw how we got here, but it's obviously cold and if they'd try, they might as well be sentencing themselves to death." She grumbled. Chestnutkit shrugged. "I mean, it's better than dying in here." She meowed, but shifted. "Maybe we can talk to Crashkit!" She meowed before dashing up to her brother, Baykit followed. Then meowed. "So, Uh, what's your idea on this whole SeaClan escape nonsense." She meowed, "personally, it's a bust, they could freeze, or worse in the climate and such." She meowed.--Bay
Troutpaw flattened his ears. "...SeaClan apprentice," he growled, shifting away. "Do you know where we are?" --Troutpaw
Crashkit narrowed his eyes at the outsider kit approached him. "Since when did my opinion matter to you?" He eyed her before speaking in a tone as cold as TundraClan's relentless breeze, rising to his paws to slip past the she-cat. He had work to do- he had no time for pointless conversation. He needed to find his sister a safe way out. -- Crashkit
Baykit shrugged. “Since we’re all stuck in these stupid place to freeze to death.” She returned the tone. Then gritting her teeth. Perhaps- she had a plan. She padded to the entrance of the den and looked to find anyone, maybe getting herself to be more likable to those toxic cats could allow her more than to be put in a cage? Then again, she had caused some damage.... she paced. Thinking. I’m sure someone has to know this territory, perhaps an apprentice? Less noticeable.... or she’d follow everyone out like a bee-brain and ‘hope’ to survive. He mind hurt from thinking. “Okay...” she knew something, she needed to get somewhere high to overlook the territory, or- “find a River!” She almost yowled, though kept a low mutter. “If I find a River, they lead to oceans, right?” she then felt anger as she then noticed she was thinking of SeaClan’s escape. though thinking if she should tell Chetsnutkit—Bay
Chestnutkit found herself enjoying some blackberries. So sweet, but seedy. She hadn’t had berries before. But she missed sand under her paws.... turning to see Baykit padding up to her. “Hmm?” She meowed. Making Baykit sigh. “Hey, so I was thinking of how I’m gonna escape, but I accidentally had thought of SeaClan.” She muttered. “Wanna hear?” She asked, an excited twitch of her tail. As chestnutkit nodded, she burst. “Okay, be quiet about it though, you know, there is a river on the territory, right? I’m pretty sure, and rivers lead to oceans? So we need to ask where the closest water route is, find it, and follow it towards where ever the ocean is.” She meowed. “Probably towards where those ScarClan mountains are, wherever they are- this is just a start.” She meowed. Chestnutkit smiled. “Wow!” She was speechless. Though wondered what Crashkit was up to.—Chestnut
Wildpaw looked at Troutpaw confused "Huh. Your the first cat to not mistaken me as a kit." Wildpaw said "But your not the nicest cat either." Wildpaw then mumbled under his breath. --Wildpaw
Beekit ran around camp, ducking under cat's bellies and giggling. Eventually she got to running under Sarge's belly over and over, ducking his paws and tapping his tail with hers. --Beekit
Splashkit watched as Beekit batted Sarge's tail around, feeling extremely worried. -- Splashkit
Rowankit shrank back as she saw Sarge and Beekit. - Rowankit
Sarge bared his teeth at Beekit, kicking him away. “Do that one more time, and you’ll get it, you pathetic scrap of fur!” - Sarge
Faintpaw sat at the back of her den. The cold stone cooled her. She didn't feel well. Maybe I should go to the medicine cat? -- Faintpaw
Splashkit jumped in front of Beekit. "She's just playing! Like all kits! Except you probably. I assume you dissected rabbits? " She said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. -- Splashkit
Troutpaw's voice darkened. "What did you say about me, SeaClan scum?" he growled before shaking his head and clearing his throat. "Sorry if I seem rude, I just don't know where my home is... nor how to get back to it..." I never thought I would miss Amberdawn, yet here I am wondering when she'll find me and bring me home. --Troutpaw
(Also, Beekit is a girl) Beekit hissed at Sarge. "You're a foxheart! You kidnapped us and hurt us! I hope you never make it to StarClan!" Beekit growled and flatted her ears, fluffing up her fur to make her look bigger, but it didn't work much. --Beekit
Faintpaw stood up and her legs wobbled. She winced and tried so hard to keep herself up. -- Faintpaw
Wildpaw narrowed his eyes at Troutpaw "You know what i don't have to deal with this scat! Seems like you are made out of more mustles than brains! I can find my way out of here for all the SeaClan cats myself." Wildpaw then turned around walking away. --Wildpaw
Beekit wanted to show Sarge she wasn't scared of him. So.... she ran between his leg and batted his tail, running around in circles so he couldn't catch her. --Beekit
Crashkit watched the other kits with a lack of amusement in his blue-green gaze. Do they just want to die? Why don't they just politely ask him to kill them, in that case? He twitched his whiskers before glancing around to spot his sister in the company of another outsider kitten. As long as she was safe, he was content, which meant he had a few moments to himself. Now, to find what these foxhearts are up to... Crashkit took up a furtive approach and decided to stalk over to the leader's den, in hopes of eavesdropping on Loststar. -- Crashkit
Sarge bared his teeth at her, and whacked her with his paw, claws unsheathed, sending her flying straight into a wall. Blood began to spurt from her wounds, and he saw she could barely move. “Good riddance to you!” - Sarge
Beekit could barely breathe, but she still was defiant. She narrowed her eyes and struggled to her paws. She wobbled and fell back down. But still, she got back up. This time, however, she stayed up. She growled weakly. "You're st-still... a... foxheart.... and one day... y-you'll regret... me-m- messing with me..." She then fell to the ground, just barely alive and not conscious. --Beekit
Splashkit gasped, and pushed against Beditor's side, attempting to support her. She burst into the medicine cat den, her head swiveling back and forth. "Where's the medicine cat?! " Splashkit yelled frantically. -- Splashkit
”I want to be the medicine cat! maybe I can help!” Crystalkit nudged her way into the den. “Um, Glacierpaw? Well, until he gets here I guess I can try myself. Hmmm, I have no idea what this is but maybe you should chew it up,” Crystalkit said. she handed them some borage leaves (yeah, I know, totally wrong herb. maybe Beekit doesn’t even need an herb, possibly, (I’m not a medicine cat)) “oh, also, maybe you should chew these,“ she handed her a pawful of juniper berries. “tell me if you’re still feeling bad later and I’ll give you more.” - Crystalkit
Beekit woke up enough to see the herbs put in front of her. "Not... th-these.... Marigold on the wounds.... and.... and cobwebs f-fo-for..... bleeding...." she coughed, blood spattering the dusty ground from her wounds. She shivered violently, showing the obvious effects of a fever. "Sp-splashkit...?" she murmured. She wasn't sure where she was or if she awake, or dreaming, or even if she was alive. What if I'm on my way to StarClan?! She thought panickly. --Beekit
Splashkit shushed her. "Just rest for now." She plastered cobwebs over what felt like every inch of Beekit's tiny body. She chewed up a couple leaves of marigold and placed them on the deepest cuts. She scooped up a pawful of snow and placed it on her forehead. "I'm no medicine cat, but I think you'll be okay." She said with a small smile. -- Splashkit
Beekit looked at Splashkit with gratitude in her eyes. The she coughed again, much harder this time, and more blood spattering onto the ground, but not from her wounds. I am on my way to StarClan! --Beekit
Troutpaw rolled his eyes as Wildpaw walked away. Whatever, I don't need any other apprentices. I don't really need anyone else. I'll make my escape. A slow smile grew on his face. I'll prove to everyone that I can make it on my own! Amberdawn will be so proud of me! He felt a twinge of guilt in his stomach. Maybe. --Troutpaw
Crashkit crept closer to the leader's den, ears perked as he attempted to listen into whatever conversations might be held by Loststar. He growled under his breath at the commotion back towards the medicine cat den. They were litterally asking for it. He thought to himself dryly as he pushed himself against the edges of the leader's den to hide among the shadows. Hopefully, that nasty Whiterose cat was off doing something else, and not poking around to find him. -- Crashkit
"You don't get to die now Beekit!" Splashkit said frantically. ​​​​​​She looked around the medicine den, searching for some way to help. -- Splashkit
“Dramatic kits!” Whiterose cried. “You never even mentioned we we’d need them!” Whiterose hissed. Loststar hushed her. “Well, it could’ve been easier if you hadn’t scared all life from them. I know what I’m doing, these kits will make us strong, even if it takes time and training.” He meowed, “and I’m sure right now they all want to escape, understandable.” But he muttered. “But if anyone leaves camp, I won’t hesitate to slit their throats.” Then again he sighed.—Loststar
Chestnutkit looked around for her brother. She wanted to tell him Baykit’s plan! It made so much sense! She looked around for him and felt a pang of annoyance as the kits in the medicine cats den where fussing.-Chestnut
Splashkit curled up beside Beekit, trembling slightly. She didn't even care anymore what the others thought of her, (coming from her that means a lot) she just needed Beekit to live. -- Splashkit
Crashkit listened in silently, holding back a bitter scowl when the leader mentioned murdering the kits if they fled from camp. Then I suppose we have to wait for a rescue patrol. Not like their clans would forget that they were missing- Crashkit especially made quite the "presence" in SeaClan. He gritted his teeth and continued to sit in silence, in the event that Loststar had more beans to spill. They're going to train kits for what- moons? We'll be taken home before then. -- Crashkit
Wildpaw edged around the border of TundraClan camp looking for a weak spot. He started poking holes into the old wall of snow but it felt more like ice from age from compresment. Wildpaw soon poked a very small hole in the wall near the scat area. "This hole is big enough for me and the kits to sneak through." Wildpaw whispered to himself. He pulled himself through the wall into the big snowy terrain. Luckly he was light enough his paw prints didn't really show. He soon found a small hidden den in the roots of a tree. He ran back to camp to help all of the kits escape inculding... Troutpaw... --Wildpaw
Beekit purred weakly as Splashkit curled around her. No matter what, I'll stick by your side, Splashkit. Because you've stuck by mine, despite all the stupid things I do.... I will make it. I won't leave you, Splashkit. --Beekit
Crystalkit was freaking out “Oh, I’m so sorry!” Crystalkit said. “sorry I didn’t know which herbs to use, thank you Splashkit, do you know where Glacierpaw is?” - Crystalkit
Beekit lifted her head. "Well if y-you want, Crystalkit... I can show you which herbs are which? I don't know much, but I'll try my best!" --Beekit
Glacierpaw raised a brow over widened eyes. “Uh, what’s happening here?” He asked all the kits.”—Glacierpaw
Loststar then muttered. “Don’t worry, I’m sure they are going to escape. And of course they’ll get lost. And come back to me.” He meowed, licking a paw. “But first I need to meet them. Eyeing Sarge outside of his den. “Alone.” He added.—Loststar
Baykit watched as Crashkit eavesdropped. “Smart.” She commented. Though she’d still been in the nursery. But her thoughts blinded her again. Was her father nice? Did he love her? Was he gonna save her?-Baykit
The tom's mind went to work when he overheard that Loststar would be exiting his den to meet the kits. What if I can hide Chestnutkit for the time being? No- he pushed that thought out of his mind. If she hid, there was a good chance that they'd punish her for it. Flattening his ears, the ash tabby tom trotted away from the den, in hopes that he didn't get caught for eavesdropping. If he did...well, he'd own up to it. He wasn't afraid of them, he wouldn't let them have that much. -- Crashkit
Glacierpaw shooed the kits from Beekit. “Sarge I suppose.” He sighed. “Look, kits shouldn't be Using herbs. I’m the medicine cat here, let me handle it.” He meowed. “But out and back into the nursery with the rest of you. She’ll be fine.”.-Glacierpaw
Chestnutkit finally found Crashkit. “Crash! Baykit came up with the best plan!”-Chetsnutkit
"Forget it," the tabby tom grumbled underneath his breath as he stalked in the direction of the nursery. "Leave camp and they'll find you and kill you." -- Crashkit
Beekit woke up Splashkit, asking if they should go to the nursery. "Splashkit, th-thank you.. for st-staying with me.... I probably deserved it acting out like that. I'm j-just.. glad you didn't get hurt.. because of me." --Beekit
Chestnutkit frowned. “Oh,” she sighed and turned back into the nursery as a shadow looked behind her, making her tremble. “And you’re the kits?” Loststar asked.-Loststar
Quick to draw attention away from his sister, Crashkit turned around quickly to squint up at the dark-pelted leader. "No, we're just warriors with dwarfism." -- Crashkit
“Sorry Glacierpaw, I was just trying to help.” Crystalkit shuffled out of the den - Crystalkit
“that’s fine, but you don’t want to give her the wrong herbs or there can be many side effects.” He meowed.—Glacierpaw
Loststar laughed. “Very sorry, dwarf warriors for now. But bigger warriors later.” He meowed then looking to Chestnutkit. Sighing. “I told Whiterose to be nicer yet here we are.” He shook his head. “Tsk tsk tsk. You should ket Glacierpaw see it.” He meowed to Chestnutkit.then looking to the tortoiseshell kit in the corner. “Uh, is he okay? He looks...... still.”-Loststar
Crashkit bit his lip. Don't try to get friendly with me. I know who you are and what you want. The tabby cast a side glance towards Shykit, who hadn't moved since he had arrived. "He's breathing. I can't blame him for being terrified- y'know, being kidnapped by strangers from your home 'n all. Fortunately for me, I was born with a lot more...bravado." -- Crashkit
Wildpaw went back into camp ready to tell the kits his plan. --Wildpaw
Loststar shrugged. “Well, lets hope he’s strong enough to survive.” Loststar chuckled. Then again kits were his weakness. “And what’s your name?” He asked. Making Chestnutkit a little more subtle. But she stayed cautious.-Lost
"It's None-of-your-business-kit." Crashkit replied bluntly before taking a step in front of his sister once more. "Don't act so chummy, pal. Let us go home, before our clans decide to take you out." -- Crashkit
Troutpaw glanced quickly around the camp, trying to see if any of the warriors would catch him sneaking out. Upon not seeing anything, the tabby apprentice spun on his haunches and made a dash for the entrance on his own. --Troutpaw
Loststar shrugged. “Your clans will have to plot first.” He sneered. Chestnutkit then had growled. “You big Foxheart! I wanna go home!” making Loststar raise a brow, “heh, you can try.” He meowed. Flicking his tail as he sent Whiterose a glare. “But I can assure you, It won’t be easy.” He grinned. Looking to his claws and to Chestnutkit. “Maybe I can teach you to respect the leader around here? Eh?”-Loststar
Whiterose flicked an ear as that stupid apprentice’d friend decided to make a run for it. “Oh no you don’t furball!” She yowled and leaped after Troutpaw, she made a last pounce and landed on Troutpaw. Hissing.-Whiterose
The tabby curled a lip and immediately took a step forward to snarl up at the black-furred leader. "How 'bout I teach you a lesson about common sense? The clans don't need to plot, they just need to attack. Your numbers are nonexistant. You won't stand a chance." -- Crashkit
As he felt Whiterose land on him, the tabby apprentice let out a low growl, lashing his tail. Shoot. Slowly he went limp, ears flattened. --Troutpaw
Snowbreeze returned from hunting and put her prey on the prey pile. -- Snowbreeze
Coal, who had been quietly sitting and watching all the commotion going on, as all this was new to her because she had only been introduced to the forest very recently, suddenly jumped on top of Whiterose and screamed “Haha, take that! whatever clan you are cat! You can’t catch me! What clan is this? I only know ThornClan, because I come from there, but I wasn’t born there me and my brother Thorn went there, and at first I wasn’t sure if it was ThornClan or not, so I asked another kit, and then ANOTHER one said that of course it was ThornClan, and it was the strongest clan ever and they were going to be leader of ThornClan someday. Yeah, it was you” she said, pointing at Finchkit. - Coal
“What?!” Featherkit said “ThornClan is weak! Everybody knows that! TundraClan is the strongest clan!” - Featherkit
Forestkit came over, “Actually, you two are both wrong. WillowClan is the strongest clan, because it has the most cats, and, to repeat what I said earlier, you’re so desperate, you started taking kits from other clans, and tried to train us, but you’re failing horribly.” The Tom kit grinned - Forestkit
Beekit flicked her tail and skipped up to Splashkit. "Hi! I was wondering if you wanted to play mossball with me?" --Beekit
”All of you are mousebrains. COMPLETE MOUSEBRAINS!“ Shadowkit said. “CaveClan is the strongest clan because I said so.“ -Shadowkit
“Who cares what you say?“ Featherkit snarled. “TundraClan is stronger than all of you, because they literally stole you, and you didn’t do a thing about it!” -Featherkit
Beekit heard the comment and stormed up to Featherkit, slashing her nose. "Well, how about I prove to you how SeaClan is the best, right here." --Beekit
Finchkit hissed. If they didn’t understand how ThornClan was strong, she’d make them.-Finch
Loststar hissed. “Oh, we have all the company we need.” He meowed. “The ally cats will fall under my rule in a moon, and it’ll be my finest hour.” He meowed. Then he felt a jab in his shoulder as Chest utkit had leaped at it and pushed him off balance, making him bristle.-Lost
Beekit flicked her tail back and forth in hostility, ready to leap on any TundraClan cat and claw the smug look off their ugly faces.... --Beekit
"Because you think that the clans are going to wait a whole moon before they send out rescue parties?" Crashkit asked in a flat tone, raising a brow as he spoke. -- Crashkit
Loststar raised a brow. “Well, of course first the shock, and then they plan and then attack.” He meowed. “As if a little kit could try and tell me otherwise.” He growled, then hissing as Chestnutkit bristled. “Don’t talk to him that way!” Making Loststar growl.-Lost
"This kit seems to have put more thought into your plan than you did." Per usual, Crashkit refused to step down, regardless of whether or not it was completely foolish of him to do. "Do you really think our mothers will let the clan sit around for a moon and 'think' the situation over?" Although...mine might. He felt a pang of sadness in his chest, but he forced it aside. It didn't matter if his parents didn't care- he still had his sisters. He'd die for them. -- Crashkit
Loststar shrugged. “If your parents cared enough. They’d know I could kill any of you on the spot without a care.” Turning to Chestnutkit. “And I’m gonna need you to shut it.” He meowed.-Loststar
"You know nothing about my parents!" Clearly, the subject was a sore spot, and the tomkit didn't hesitate to snap at the leader for mentioning it. "My clan is my family...you'll see. You'll regret your mistakes, and I'm sure you'll pay in blood." -- Crashkit
Loststar grinned, “well, later.” He meowed. “First, I’ll punish this ignorant furball.” He looked to Chestnutkit gripping her in his jaws and padding towards his den,-Lost
With Whiterose distracted, the tabby apprentice glanced up and slipped out. "...Fine, fine, I'm staying. You wouldn't want to murder one of these precious kits you have, would you? I'm sure your leader would be just fine with that." His voice was tough, careful to hit all the right spots. --Troutpaw
Distraught to have one of two of his caring family members torn away from him and instantly threatened, Crashkit darted forward. "No- leave her alone!" He cried out as he dug his teeth into the tip of Loststar's tail, pumping the brakes so that he dragged himself behind the leader as painful deadweight. -- Crashkit
“Eh, he’s fine. I can kill anyone and if anything he’d have let me kill that dark brown scrap.-White
Loststar hissed as he looked back to Crashkit, a raised brow, but his tail hurt, yet again, “why? Does she mean something to you?” Loststar grinned through Chestnutkit’s fur,-Lost
"All of my clanmates mean something to me," Crashkit lied, in hopes of not giving away Chestnutkit's status as his sister. But, his impressive amount of care for her, in comparsion to his bitter resentment towards the other SeaClan kits...it made their relation obvious. "Not like you'd know anything about loyalty, anyways." -- Crashkit
Loststar then grinned. “of course.” He meowed. “But then again, to those other SeaClan kits, I’m sure you like this one more?” He then gripped Chestnutkit tighter. Making her wail. “Crashkit!”-Lost
Splashkit's muscles were tense, as she watched the cruel Loststar. Chestnutkit looked as if she was in pain. She bit her lip, trying to hold back. -- Splashkit
"Take me instead!" Crashkit pinned his ears at the sharp cries of his sister, and he immediately leapt into action. "Whatever you want. Let her go." He knew he was only a kit, he knew that he stood no chance against a full-grown adult. Self-sacrifice: it was the better trait of the hard-headed, impulsive tom. -- Crashkit
Loststar then decided to drop Chestnutkit.in favor of seeing what they’d do. “Fine then.” He growled. “Come with me,”-Lost
Coal, who had no idea what was actually happening right now, went right up to Loststar and said “are you my dad? Cause you look a lot like me, and I can tackle cats too, see?“ she jumped on him, and tried to claw and bite the Tom cat aggressively. -Coal
Loststar, bewildered by the thought hissed and threw Coal off. “Stay.” He growled. “We will talk after I take a walk with, this tom.” He looked to the one called Crashkit. He knew what was to come to the tom.-Lost
Faintpaw walked forward, trying ever so hard to keep balanced. Her stomach growled and she knew she wasn't hungry. --Faintpaw
Splashkit padded over to Beekit. "Want to play?" She asked. -- Splashkit
Beekit bounced up and down, wincing at her scars. "Sure!" She ran over to a pile a moss and got a ball. She called to Splashkit. "Lets play!" She tossed it over to Splashkit so she could start the game. --Beekit
Splashkit whacked the fluffy ball with her tail, sending it in Beekit's direction. -- Splashkit
Beekit jumped as high as she could, racing closer to the ball. She grabbed it in her jaws, but before she knew what was happening, she landed on something soft and fluffy. --Beekit
" Aah! " Splashkit felt something land on top of her. She rolled over. "Beekit!" She said with a laugh. - - Splashkit
Beekit giggled. "Oops!" But she didn't get up. She just curled up next to Splashkit and licked her ear. "I'm bored. Let's stay here." --Beekit
Splashkit smiled, and wrapped her tail aroundher friend. -- Splashkit
Beekit felt warm inside. There's nothing I wouldn't do for you, Splashkit. I'll protect you with my life, if I have too.. She began licking Splashkit's pelt, getting out all the yucky TundraClan scent. "We shouldn't try to escape anymore... What if they kill us?" --Beekit
"I bet SeaClan will come and save us. " -- Splashkit
"But.. what if they don't? What is we have to stay here forever?" Beekit whimpered. "I... I don't wanna die here.." --Beekit
"You wont. We'll get out somehow. I promise." Splashkit said, licking the top of Beekit 's head. -- Splashkit
Beekit purred and rested her head on Splashkit's paws. "You're a good friend, Splashkit. I'm glad we met." Despite how happy she was to be next to Splashkit, she couldn't stop swivling her ears and looking behing her. This place.... she couldn't relax, no matter how hard she tried. I have a bad feeling that it's gonna be a while before we get out of here... --Beekit
Coal sighed. "Hey, kit with the different colored eyes, do you think that cat is my dad?" Featherkit laughed. "Loststar?! No way! are you insane?!" Featherkit almost laughed his head off. "you should get some sleep, kit. before he breaks one of your bones, or worse." Featherkit's tone got serious. -Coal & Feather
Crashkit narrowed his eyes when Loststar insisted separating him from the group to go for a "walk". Would this be the end- would he silence the cries for freedom by killing the mouthiest of them all? He cast a concerned glance briefly in Chestnutkit's direction to ensure that she was ok before he bit his lip and followed after Loststar. Little did he knew, his entire world would quickly be enveloped in agony and ambition as he embarked down a trying path of ruthless training. That was what he got for catching Loststar's eye. -- Crashkit
Everything hurt. Faintpaw felt dizzy now. --Faintpaw
Troutpaw, stuck in a thought-filled rut about how much he wanted to be home, paced around in a circle. Internally, he was devising a plot to get home... How far away is CaveClan from here? Which borders would I have to cross? What if I... what if I get lost? Would someone tell me where to go? --Troutpaw
Wildpaw walked up to Splashkit and Beekit ready to help them escape first. Wildpaw whispered "follow me." --Wildpaw
Beekit had to ask. "Why? Where are you taking us?" --Beekit 
Splashkit looked up at Wildpaw, her head cocked. Then it hit her. "We're escaping!" She whispered to Beekit. -- Splashkit
Beekit's eyes widened. "But how? Isn't it super cold? And we don't know where to go! They would kill us if we get caught. I don't suppose we just stroll out the barrier. I wanna wait for Foxstar to come save us. He will save us, right? They haven't forgotten us?" --Beekit
Faintpaw took a step forward. Even though that was one of the easiest things to do, it felt like a mission to Faintpaw right now. --Faintpaw
"If you want to wait, we can." Splashkit said. - - Splashkit
Beekit sighed. "Yes.. Thank you. I just... don't want you to get hurt. You're my only friend! And, you don't deserve to die. Not here, not like this." Beekit licked Splashkit's shoulder. "Do you maybe wanna explore the camp?" --Beekit
"Why not?" -- Splashkit
Beekit smiled and glanced around to see what they should investigate first. "Oh! What's that?" She inquired, pointing her tail towards the apprentices' den. She bounded over, hissing slightly in pain when she stretched her leg a bit too much. She poked her head inside. "It smells weird... Everything here smells and looks weird and stupid. SeaClan is the best! Not stinky TundraClan." She pouted, going back over to Splashkit. "What next?" --Beekit
With his paws tucked underneath his form, Shykit leaned into the TundraClan nursery's walls with his head pressed against them. WillowClan will save us soon, right? He quivered lightly. I don't like it here. -- Shykit
Sarge saw Rowankit sitting away from the other kits, alone. He hesitantly padded over to her. “Why are you with the other kits?” He growled. Rowankit glared at him. “Why do you care?” She demanded. Sarge hesitated. Why did he care? He shook his head. “I was just wondering.” He said. - Sarge and Rowankit
Faintpaw collapsed on the ground, not bothered to take another step. Maybe, if I get some rest I'll feel better! -- Faintpaw
Beekit bounced around, looking for something to do. "Everything here is so boring. I hate it here." She sat down to wash herself, doing her back first. She ran her tongue over her spine, her ears flattening and her claws unsheathing themselves when she saw the huge scar from Sarge. "I will put him in his place, if it's the last thing I do..." She grumbled, glancing at Sarge chatting with Rowankit at the other end of camp. She stuck her tongue behind his back and went of to brood in the corner. --Beekit
Driftpaw was clearly irritated by the banter of the warriors and their leader, rambling on about their "great plan" to train kits of all things. I am significantly more capable than those senseless furballs. The silvered apprentice thought to herself bitterly as resentment welled up in ther throat. I was from outside of Tundraclan when I joined, too! But no- they never acted as if I was as special as the way as they treat these outsiders. -- Driftpaw
Beekit looked at Driftpaw with interest. She looks... okay. Maybe she could help me and Wildpaw and Splashkit escape!! --Brookpaw
The lynx point apprentice raised a brow when she felt a gaze burning into her side, and glanced over to find Beekit. Immediately the arrogant she-cat raised her nose and stood up to walk off. I'm an apprentice now. I have no time for kitten nonesense. -- Driftpaw
Beekit gasped and scampered over to Driftpaw. "I know you don't like me, but can we please be friends?! Please?" She did her best to look adorable, and quite frankly, she did a very good job of it. --Beekit
Driftpaw glanced down at the tortoiseshell kit and scrunched up her nose in disgust. "Ew, no- you stink of outside clan, scram!!" The lynx pointed didn't hesitate to dryly bark at the kit, and waved her off with a paw before deciding to leave herself. -- Driftpaw
"Meanie! You are awful!" Beekit hissed at Driftpaw. "You smell weird, and you're ugly, kittypet!" Beekit them scampered off, trying to avoid the awful consequenses. --Beekit
"Yes, I'm awful, thank you for being so observant. Go infest someone else's time if you can't take it, as rodents like yourself do." Driftpaw twitched her tail in annoyance and went to seek out her mentor for training. Mouse-brained kit, I never even was a kittypet. Although, most kittypets had the most luxurious of fur, so...perhaps she should have taken that as a compliment. With her mentor no where in sight, Driftpaw decided to hunt on her own. -- Driftpaw
Splashkit turned and saw Beekit. "Hi Beekit!" She called. -- Splashkit
Beekit heard her name. "Hey Splashkit! How ya doing? Wanna play?" Beekit growled playfully, flicking her tail back and forth. "I'm a big scary fox! And you have to defend SplashClan!" --Beekit
”Oh no!” Splashkit purred. “SplashClan, attack!” She waved her tail in the air and playfully charged towards Beekit, lightly landing a paw on her flank. - - Splashkit
"Eek! You've got me! But I'm not beaten yet!" Beekit pounced onto Splashkit, bringing her down, but she had a feeling Splashkit had faked falling for Beekit. While she was playing, Beekit had a warm feeling inside. What's this feeling? It feels... weird... Beekit decided to just ignore it, and continue on playing. --Beekit
Splashkit wiggled out from under Beekit, and pounced on her playfully. "Aha! SplashIng is victorious again!" She smiled at her friend, whose coat seemed to be glowing. - -Splashkit
Beekit purred, batting at Splashkit with her paws. "Oh no! SplashClan is just to powerful for my foxes. We must retreat!" Beekit crawled out from under Splashkit and started running in circles. "That was fun! What do you wanna do next?" --Beekit
Splashkit yawned. " I might nap for a bit. -- Splashkit
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