SoulClan/Roleplay/Archive 2

Mothwhisker glared suspiciously at Creekpaw, before turning back to Orchidpaw, forcing on a grin. "Okay, sure! Why don't we three start off with some hunting? We can go the the cliffs!" Mothwhisker gave Creekpaw another sceptical look. Just because Sandynose and Wishfoot somehow thought Creekpaw was innocent, Mothwhisker wasn't so sure. Talonfang was his best friend and he would never think she was a liar. But Creekpaw just wasn't a murderer, he just *wasn't*. -

Berrykit's shoulders slumped as he trudged into the nursery, his only remaining hopes dying away. *I was hoping Owlkit would be here, but he's not.* Berrykit squirmed into his mother's soft belly fur and soon drifted off into a dream disturbed by images of battle, and a SunClan she-cat... -

Sandynose attempted to get up, but stars immediately popped in front od his eyes. He glanced once more over the rim of his nest at Embersong, who was delightfully eating the shrew Mothwhisker had brought her and then he looked back down at his paws. *Why do I feel so helpless and unsafe around this den? I just have a feeling...*

*No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 00:06, September 20, 2017 (UTC)*

"We could fight, practice our battle moves to impress our mentors when we have them," Evergreenkit suggested, snorting when Berrykit padded away; she was going to put slugs on his side of the nest for scratching her.

Creekpaw nodded, twitching whenever Mothwhisker looked at him oddly. "That sounds like fun."
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 00:14, September 20, 2017 (UTC)

Orchidpaw gave an excited squirm of her paws, eyes bright with eagerness. "Sounds great! Can we head out right away?" She tried to keep herself from bouncing all over the place, using all of her mental might to keep her muscles still. Regardless, her whiskers quivered with energy.Silverstar  00:17, September 20, 2017 (UTC)

"Sure," Mothwhisker meowed not unkindly. *Boy I've got my paws full.* He lead the two apprentices out of camp, calling out for Orchidpaw to control herself everytime she screeched in excitement.

No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 00:25, September 20, 2017 (UTC)

Creekpaw followed quietly, staying in the back of the group. He still felt a bit uncomfortable around the warrior. *He thinks I killed those cats. I don't blame him though,* he thought, whiskers twitching. At least Orchidpaw didn't seem to believe it.
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 00:55, September 20, 2017 (UTC)

As she left camp, a flash of bright ginger caught her eye. Thunderpaw was on the move, stalking towards the center of camp with a smooth and confident grin on his features, as he eyed Orchidpaw affecionately. A flush of hot embarrassment ran through her fur, and she hurried after the warrior and Creekpaw with her head bowed. With that little awkward moment, her energy level quickly dropped, becoming calm and self-conscious.Silverstar  01:04, September 20, 2017 (UTC)

Noticing Orchidpaw's change of energy, Creekpaw glanced at her curiously. "Is something wrong?" he asked quietly, trotting beside her.
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 14:46, September 20, 2017 (UTC)

Flamekit nodded at Evergreenkit's suggestion. "I like that idea! We can also show off to Berrykit!" Before Evergreenkit could reply, Flamekit leaped for her, pinning her to the ground.

Owlkit, looked around, eyes wide, at the forest. New scents flooded him. Owlkit walked up to the nearest tree. It was so huge! Gawking, Owlkit began to walk through the forest. After walking for a while, he saw a pure white cat ahead. He blinked in surprise. *Who's that?* He walked to the cat, not realizing he crossed the border as he did so. **The light will always overcome the dark** 18:32, September 20, 2017 (UTC)

Evergreenkit kicked Flamekit in the belly, managed to crawl out. She barreled into his side, puffing gleefully.
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 21:20, September 20, 2017 (UTC)

Her powerful frame jolted in surprise at Creekpaw's curious prod of words, Orchidpaw immediately raising her head and feeling the flush of warmth exit her body as guilt set in. "H-Huh? Oh, no, I'm fine...perfectly fine." She offered him a reassuring smile before picking up her pace to keep up with Mothwhisker. From there, she raised her head and pricked her ears to focus on the hunt, and remain more alert. She didn't wish to embarrass herself in front of a warrior and shame Larchstar in result.

Thunderpaw slyly watched as Orchidpaw left, a smug grin on his features before he turned away to jog off with great gusto and pride. The fire-colored spotted tabby clearly had an eye for mollies, but that Orchidpaw...she was something special. She was the apple of his eye, the center of his attention, the molly he actually *loved*! Unfortunately for Thunderpaw, she didn't appear to exactly return his feelings in full.Silverstar  21:40, September 20, 2017 (UTC)

"Oh, okay." Creekpaw slunk along after them, forgetting they were hunting and making a bunch of noise by walking through ferns and dead leaves. He got sucked into his thoughts as something came to mind. Where had Talonfang gone when the battle took place? Did she tell SunClan to come attack? *No! Don't think that, why would you think that? Talonfang would never do that,* Creekpaw scolded himself, guilty. But Talonfang did seem to be disappearing a lot lately. *Maybe I should follow her...* Yeah, I'll follow her. I just hope she's not doing anything she'll regret. It's not spying, it's not. I'm just making sure she's okay.

Whitepaw spotted Thunderpaw and galloped over to him, eyes glimmering. "Have you been bitten by the 'love bug?'" she asked, jabbing him in the side roughly.
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 22:05, September 20, 2017 (UTC)

Eyes round and glistening bright like a pair of full moons, Thunderpaw nodded with a wide and wicked grin. "Oh, the love bug seems to be particularly fond of my flesh, sister." He gave a confident grin, stretching out his tender limbs.Silverstar  00:50, September 21, 2017 (UTC)

Mothwhisker glanced behind him at the apprentices and halted. "Whoever brings back the most fresh-kill wins," he stated. "But let's run over some basic hunting tactics beforehand." He turned to Orchidpaw, who seemd mildly distracted.

"Orchidpaw, you and Creekpaw are now going to show me your crouch and pounce movements." -

No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 04:29, September 21, 2017 (UTC)

Flamekit fell to the ground as Evergreenkit knocked him over. He leaped back up and then tackled her again. **The light will always overcome the dark** 10:55, September 21, 2017 (UTC)

"That Orchidpaw *is* a beautiful cat. Ask her to go for a walk with you later, she'll surely fall for you," Whitepaw suggested, playfully bopping his nose.

Creekpaw didn't hear Mothwhisker, paying more attention to his thoughts.

Evergreenkit batted Flamekit lightly in the face. Her gaze zipped over to their nest and didn't see Berrykit. *Probably pouting behind the nursery.*
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 13:35, September 21, 2017 (UTC)

Thunderpaw let out a small scoff before roughly shoving his sister away with his shoulder. "Oh please, it'll be no problem! I've seen the way she looks at me."

In response, Orchidpaw gave the warrior an eager response. She wasn't the greatest hunter, but made up for her unmatchable speed and great stealth. If he was asking for her to fish, however...that was a whole different story. Orchidpaw had proven herself a talented fisher, reeling in shocking catches. The pale apprentice dropped herself to the ground, well-balanced with her tail lightly hovering over the ground to avoid any dragging.Silverstar  19:28, September 21, 2017 (UTC)

Flamekit let out a hiss of annoyance as Evergreenkit batted his face. Now he couldn't see much! Quickly figuring out what to do, Flamekit put his front paws on her chest-he hoped-and pushed Evergreenkit backwards, away from him.**The light will always overcome the dark** 20:28, September 21, 2017 (UTC)

Mothwhisker examined Orchidpaw's crouch closely, finally coming across what had been making him feel like the happy apprentice's pounce was wrong.

"Pull your hind legs in," he ordered, crouching down and demonstrating. "It gives you a more powerful pounce." He glanced over his shoulder to see Creekpaw not even paying attention. Mothwhisker felt a twinge of pity for the apprentice.

"Hey, Creekpaw?" He asked softly, nodding to Orchidpaw to pratice her new tecnique. "Do you want to show me your crouch and pounce? I'd like to asess you on it." -

Sandynose felt his strength surge through him for a moment, before her realized he was in StarClan! A dark thought came to him. *Oh please tell me I'm not dead.* A purr came to his ears and in a few silent moments a cream and white she-cat appeared in front of him, her eyes glistening in humour.

"No, you're not dead," she laughed. "You're only dreaming!" Sandynose recognized the she-cat from somewhere, until it hit him. *Shinepaw! Your the one that Oakpaw liked!* Sandynose remembered her from a gathering seasons ago. He hadn't realized she was dead!

"Why am I here?" He asked suspiciously. "If I'm not dead, why am I seeing you?" Shinepaw purred, brushing her muzzle against Sandynose's, before meowing, "I thought I'd remind you of something. Remember where your heart takes you, Sandynose. You have to remember that, to stay who you are." Shinepaw suddenly grew serious.

"I learned that the hard way." And after those words, Sandynose awakened, confused as ever. *Was there any point in that meeting? She isn't even that important to me!*

No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 06:07, September 22, 2017 (UTC)

Owlkit prowled back into the woods, confused. *Shiningfall... She must have been a Clan cat... Who would know about her? Maybe Ivykit...* With that, Owlkit started back to camp. **The light will always overcome the dark** 19:57, September 22, 2017 (UTC)

"Nice one!" Evergreenkit gasped, landing with a heavy thud on her back and lie there, struggling to breath for a moment as she overcame her shock.

Whitepaw grinned, shoving her brother with her paw. "Good luck on that."

"WHAT?" Creekpaw asked, shocked, snapping his head toward Mothwhisker and staring at him. It sounded like he had said '*Do you want to show me how you killed those cats? I'd like to arrest you.'* When the warrior gave him an odd look, Creekpaw shifted his paws. "Oh, uh, ooooo....kay."
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 20:55, September 24, 2017 (UTC)

Wishfoot padded near the nursery, the sweet scent of her mate drawing near. She saw him awake and ran over to him. "Sandynose! You're awake!" She called their kits over. "Come see your father!" The tabby swished her tail as she saw the three little kits toddle their way over to the medicine den. As they did so on short stubby legs she sat down and began licking her mate's fur. forget *honesty*~~i wanna see you be BRAVE 23:58, September 24, 2017 (UTC)

Sandynose ran his tongue over Wishfoot's delicate ears, then he glanced down at the kits. "How are they?" He whispered. "Are you okay? I heard they raided the nursery and the medicine cat den." -

Mothwhisker forced a grin. "Go ahead. I'd like to see you hunt in the near future."

No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 04:38, September 25, 2017 (UTC)

Flamekit, wary of his sister suddenly attacking, walked over to her, making sure to not stand too close. "Are you alright?"

Owlkit snuck back into camp. Thankfully, it seemed like no one had really noticed his absence. Seeing Ivykit sitting by herself by the nursery, the tom walked over to his sister. "Hey, Ivykit, have you ever heard stories about a cat named Shiningfall?" **The light will always overcome the dark** 09:57, September 25, 2017 (UTC)

"Okay," Creekpaw tried to make sense of what Mothwhisker had asked him. He just now said he wanted to see him hunt in the near future, so that probably meant he should crouch. The skinny tom crouched to the ground, keeping his tail held above the ground and completely still to avoid disturbing leaves and brush. He kept his belly above the earth, and hindlegs bunched, ready to pounce at any moment. Despite Embersong not being so great with hunting, Creekpaw was amazing at hunting in grassland and in the trees. He lacked great fighting skills, but he made up for it in hunting. He left SoulClan territory to go to the small moor at the edge of the territory to hunt rabbits often. Maybe SoulClan could expand their borders to there, then they'd have some more sunshine. *I wish we just lived in the grassland!*

Evergreenkit coughed a little, finally having breath rushing into her chest. She rolled onto her paws and lie still for a moment, taking in quiet gulps. "Yeah... I'm.... fine.... you... really winded me... back there."
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 14:21, September 25, 2017 (UTC)

Berrykit had awakened and emerged from the nursery, only to find her littermates play fighting. *I'll show them I'm better!* He thought determinedly, already bounding towards the camp entrance. *If I can escape and get back in here unnoticed, I won't get in trouble!* He took a quick glance around the clearing, decided it was safe and he dashed out of camp into big world.

As soon as he exited the camp, Berrykit dove for the nearest bramble thicket, already dumbstruck by the beauty of the outside world. *There's so much to see and do! And I'm going to do it all!* He scanned the area for any cats and he slunk out from under the thicket, emerging out into the open when he knew there were no cats around. *I just hope a patrol doesn't come around the corner...* Berrykit doubted they would, so he skirted along the side of the trail leading back to camp, making sure it stayed in his sight so he didn't get lost. he caught a wiff of SoulClan scent going towards a clearing and Berrykit thought he saw a flash of black, brown and ginger pelt, as well as two other unidentifiable pelt colors. *Probably a training group,* he decided, making his way around the clearing, staying on the right side of the trail.

A rustle in the bushes startled Berrykit and whimpering, he dove under the nearest bush, only for a brown tabby pelt to emerge on the trail. The she-kit had a wild look about her and Berrykit felt his heart pumping in his chest so loud he was shocked the stranger didn't hear it. The she-kit was holding a plump shrew in her jaws and she seemed to be searching for something, no, for *Berrykit*. *She'll leave soon,* Berrykit reasoned with himself, his heart rate slowing considerablly. The she-kit turned and ran for it, towards the Twolegplace. Berrykit slid out from under the bush, confusion deep within him. He returned to camp, knowing he had done enough for the day. He bounded happily over to his littermates and used his broad shoulders to push Flamekit and Evergreenkit apart.

"I went outside of camp!" He announced proudly but quietly, making sure none of the older, more stricter cats were around. Berrykit noticed their were sticks and leaves in his fur, so his littermates *had* to be convinced. "I went to the training place and I met a she-cat! She was a rogue as well and she didn't hurt me!" -

Mothwhisker observed Creekpaw's crouch closely, but to his surprise he found nothing to correct. "Good job," he praised half-heartedly. "You're crouch is perfect, now show me your pounce." He turned to Orchidpaw and asked the same of her. -

Sandynose began to share tongues with his mate, pain making him slightly light-headed. "Can we lay down?" He rasped. "I'm going to pass out soon enough." He laid down and began to groom Wishfoot once more, his kits huddled against his belly. -

Jaykit purred as his father huddled them closer to the curve of his belly and he peeped up,"when can we leave camp, daddy?" He waited patiently for one of his parents to respond, but they seemed distracted. *Oh well, I'll ask another time. -*

Stormpaw watched Whitepaw speaking with Thunderpaw and he felt a wave of jealously wash over him. Thunderpaw had *everything* Stormpaw wanted, a loving sister, a crush who may or may not like him back and who was popular with most of the Clan. Stormpaw didn't have a loving sister, in fact, he had *no littermates*, his crush (Whitepaw) didn't like him back and she didn't even know Stormpaw liked her and Stormpaw, although he was, felt like he was the least popular cat in the Clan. He padded over to Whitepaw and Thunderpaw and greeted them with his grin, his most stunning feature, his mother had told him moons ago.

"How are you two?" He asked casually, smiling shyly at Whitepaw and forcing a grin at Thunderpaw, whom he hated. Thunderpaw actually didn't seem to mind Stormpaw, *seemed*. -

Squirreltail watched her son, Stormpaw (who just happend to be her apprentice as well), through a narrow gaze, her thought occasionally flittering back to her mate (instert mate's name here).

No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 23:36, September 25, 2017 (UTC)

Evergreenkit leaped to her paws and sniffed Berrykit over for scratches. "Berrykit, that was awesome!" she praised. "You should have told me and Flamekit, we could have gone along with you." *Maybe we could have found our parents,* she thought, bittersweet. She loved Larchstar and her foster mother, but she always dreamed of finding her real parents. "You didn't get hurt?"

Creekpaw bunched his legs, wriggled, then pounced through the air onto a leaf that was on the forest floor a few tail-lengths away. He landed, his paws square on the leaf and sat up with a hint of pride in his eyes.
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 00:14, September 26, 2017 (UTC)

Mothwhisker was shocked by Creekpaw's acuracy and he praised the young tom. -

Berrykit laughed heartily. "I told you I was good in my own way!" He felt pride burst in his heart and he raised himself higher than his littermates (it helped he was the tallesr of the bunch).

No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 00:17, September 26, 2017 (UTC)

Thunderpaw sniffed at Stormpaw's approach, his voice thick with bitterness as he responded to the apprentice he was unrelated to. Sure, Thunderpaw was social, but his undeniable love for himself turned him cold towards toms. None of them looked as beautiful as Thunderpaw! Or, so the conceited apprentice thought. Fluffing up his coat to make himself appear larger and grander, he finally responded to the greeting, "did we invite you into our conversation?" After speaking in such a dark and cold voice, the ginger jerk found himself rising to his paws, hackles raised.

Orchidpaw nodded, and sprang forward on the warrior's command. Claws close together, she slammed them both o the target, landing evenly and well-balanced on her paws. Hopefully, the gray marbled warrior glanced over her shoulder and at Mothwhisker, awaiting his comment.Silverstar  00:35, September 26, 2017 (UTC)

Whitepaw huffed heavily and shoved her stupid brother aside and smiled at Stormpaw, before glaring at Thunderpaw. "Manners, Thunderpaw! Manners!" she turned back to Stormpaw, the grin returning to her face. "We're great; you?"

"Great job, Orchidpaw," Creekpaw mewed before Mothwhisker could comment on Orchidpaw's pounce, then ducked his head to not make eye contact with either cats.
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 00:43, September 26, 2017 (UTC)

"I'm good," Stormpaw breathed, relieved the she-cat was still friendly towards him. "Other than the fact my mother is still not teaching me." He chuckled. "She *is* my mother!" -

Mothwhisker nodded to Creekpaw before saying to Orchidpaw, "what Creekpaw said."

No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 00:53, September 26, 2017 (UTC)

The jolly-natured cast both toms a warm, wide grin in response. "Thanks!" She trotted closer to their little group, patiently waiting for Mothwhisker's next instruction. She wished they'd allow her to go fishing more often. That was her one true talent that seemed to shine through, despite being of SoulClan and not of FrostClan. She was also talented with water combat as well, but they only had one river. It was a shame, really.

Thunderpaw rolled his eyes with an irritated huff before shuffling away from the two. "Disgusting," he muttered under his breath to neither of them in particular. In fact, he didn't even know *who* that comment was for, it just...slipped out. The ginger apprentice ducked out of camp, hoping to go hunting and catch something to impress Orchidpaw with.Silverstar  00:58, September 26, 2017 (UTC)

"If I let you go now that wouldn't be enough for you to do, would it?" He laughed. "I have a task for both of you. Each of you must catch three peices of prey at the least. It can be any type of prey, except birds of prey." -

Stormpaw smirked as Thunderpaw stormed away and he turned back to Whitepaw. "How can you deal with him?" He asked innocently, widening his eyes for extra effect.

No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 01:12, September 26, 2017 (UTC)

"Once you grow up with an annoying fluffbrain like him, you get used to it," Whitepaw mewed sarcasticly, grinning wider. "But you grow to like him, even though I dream of smashing him in the face with a rock sometimes." She searched Stormpaw face, twitching an eyelid. "Uh... are you here about the ticks that were in your nest? I promise that wasn't me, it was probably some dude pranking."

Creekpaw's head lifted and he brightened. "Can we hunt together, just so long as we catch our own prey?" he asked, blinking widely at Mothwhisker. Hopefully Orchidpaw wouldn't mind hunting with him.
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 01:16, September 26, 2017 (UTC)

Mothwhisker purred. "Sure!" -

Stormpaw shuffled his paws. "Honestly I was here just to chat with you and your fish-face of a brother." -

Smokewhisker knew he was probably going to be killed, but he had to see Talonfang. A few sunrises had passed since he had last seen her, and he was getting worried. *I wonder when she'll tell me she's expecting kits,* he wondered. *No, no! Too far into the future, Smokewhisker, too far.* He hurried around the SoulClan training hollow and rushed towards the camp's thorn walls, knowing he would see Talonfang.

"Talonfang!" He called softly.

No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 01:18, September 26, 2017 (UTC)

"Great!" Orchidpaw chirped in response, only to go quiet at Creekpaw's offer. Not like she didn't want him to tag along, she was just a little shocked that he actually wanted to go with *her*. Y'know, the apprentice who constantly had Thunderpaw chasing her all over. Surely, that *had* to drive everyone off...Yet, she still smiled at Creekpaw sweetly, trotting a distance off. "Let's head out, then." She spoke in a calmer tone, patiently glancing over at her shoulder.

Hopefully the black tom wouldn't mind if she decided to go fishing. It was a...smelly hunting method, but prey was prey. Mothwhisker said they could catch anything, after all.Silverstar  01:37, September 26, 2017 (UTC)

Talonfang had been grooming out her long coat when she heard a faint voice calling her name. Her blood froze and her heart stopped. She got to her paws, pretending to look like she was just going to slip out of camp, no big deal. She pushed past some undergrowth and fumed when she saw Smokewhisker. "Idiot! Follow me!" she hissed quietly and lead the tom to a more sheltered spot, farther from camp. "What is it?" she asked, smoothing her ruffled fur. "That was a close one! You know how sharp SoulClan's nose is, they could've found you!" Her thoughts buzzed on what might have happened. They could have been found out, Smokewhisker could have been hurt! But it was okay now, they were hiding away from her Clan. She sagged her shoulders. "Sorry for snapping. You are just a stupid idiot sometimes."

Creekpaw nodded, following Orchidpaw. "I know a great hunting spot. Uh... it's outside of our territory, but it's a big grassland where you can see the sky clearly, and there's a big stream, and hills... its a good place."
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 01:41, September 26, 2017 (UTC)

Smokewhisker shuffled his paws. "I-I guess I was nervous about you... There's rumours you're expecting kits, you know."

No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 01:55, September 26, 2017 (UTC)

"Oh, good. It wasn't me, though, still," Whitepaw mewed, relieved that she wasn't going to be sent to Larchstar again. Hopefully... "So... how've you been since... you know..." she asked, recalling Stormpaw's father, a respected warrior named Skippingstone, had recently gone missing."

Talonfang's heart leaped into her throat. What stupid idiot started that rumor!? How would they even know? *I've been having weird feelings in my belly, but that's probably just stupid bad fresh-kill.* "Me? Expecting kits?" She glanced down at her flanks, eyes wide. "Am I really fat, Smokewhisker?"
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 02:25, September 26, 2017 (UTC)

Orchidpaw leaned forward towards Creekpaw with her ears perked in both excitement and shock. She lowered her head closer to his so she may speak quietly and privately with him about the matter of the hunting area. "It's not in another Clan's territory, is it? That's breaking the code, and we couldn't possibly risk that. But if it's free land...well, Mothwhisker never mentioned that it *had* to be from our territory. Nobody would own it, after all."Silverstar  02:29, September 26, 2017 (UTC)

"I - I'm sure it's okay to hunt there. I've never seen anyone living there, I go there to hunt a lot. It's right outside the border." Creekpaw began to anxiously wonder if this whole time he had been breaking the warrior code to hunt outside Clan territory.
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 02:34, September 26, 2017 (UTC)

Smokewhisker laughed softly before asking, "why don't you ask Rainwisp for a check up? Tell me what he says. He might as well be medicine cat. I'll be waiting right here," he promised. -

Stormpaw's tail drooped immediately. His father had goe missing and no one knew where he was. "I-I mean, I'm okay, I guess..." He trailed off. "Mother's worse, though. I miss him, he was a good father." His voice got caught in his throat and he could say no more.

No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 03:21, September 26, 2017 (UTC)

(does Talonfang have kits yet, and sorry, wishfoot is a tad nosy) Wishfoot rolled her tongue over her kits, then padded out of camp, seeing if she could bring back fresh-kill for the Clan. Spotting Talonfang, she tried not to call out the she-cat's name. However, she crept around the bushes and started to listen, before seeing a mouse. She darted after it, and pinned it down just as it was about to make the leap to SunClan territory. forget *honesty*~~i wanna see you be BRAVE 04:25, September 26, 2017 (UTC)

(I can tell XD and no, but she's expecting I'm pretty sure) -

Stormpaw spotted Wishfoot slipping out of camp, but he fought down the urge to follow and see what she was up to. Whitepaw was too distracting for him. *Oh StarClan WHY THE FREAKING HECK AM I THINKING LIKE THIS?!*

*No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 04:43, September 26, 2017 (UTC)*

(i'm sure she's expecting) "Aw, I'm s-sorry about that," Whitepaw ran her tail lightly down Stormpaw's spine to try and comfort him. She had a hard time saying 'sorry' a lot. "Skippingstone was my mentor before he disappeared, he was a pretty... cool one." She used to pull nasty tricks on her former mentor, and claimed she hated him. Now that he was gone she kind of... missed him and his annoyed face. "I know he'll turn up. He's got to..." she had noticed how... odd Larchstar had been acting lately - ever since Skippingstone disappeared. Had Larchstar done something to the warrior? They did fight every day...

Talonfang flattened her ears. "So I am fat?" she fluffed out her pelt to look like a giant cotten ball. "Okay, fine, I'll find Rainwisp and see what he thinks. Wait her, dumb-dumb." She grinned at the nickname she had given Smokewhisker, touched her tail gently to his shoulder, then slipped away. She found Rainwisp close by; looking over the SunClan border with a troubled expression. "Hey!" Talonfang yowled in his ear, making him leap a foot into the air and stare around with a horrfied look. "Oh! It - it's you!" he forced himself to relaxed but still looked uncomfortable.

Rainwisp respected Talonfang, but she was much bigger than him, and that was scary, having a cat towering over you... "What's uh, what brings you here?" he asked, eyes huge as he stared up at her. She narrowed her eyes at him. "What bring *you* here? Sitting at the border like this?" Rainwisp shifted his paws uncomfortablely. Ever since the battle, he felt a strange tug in his paws, urging him to go closer to SunClan. "Ooooh... you know, just... watching the border, making sure no SunClan cats come back." Talonfang glared back. "Right. Anyway, now, am I expecting kits?" she demanded. Rainwisp stared at her. He heard rumors, and her flanks were quite swollen... "Uh, lie down and let me feel your belly." Talonfang obeyed, looking uncomfortable with letting another cat so close to her. He felt her belly for a moment and felt a bump, then another. He pulled back. She leaped to her paws. "Well?"

"Yes, you're expecting. Who is the father?" Rainwisp didn't recall Talonfang hanging around many toms lately, besides Mothwhisker, but he seemed more interested in Embersong. Talonfang's face remained blank and she raced away. Rainwisp sighed and turned back to the border, Talonfang already forgotten. His mind drifted back to SunClan. He padded over until his paws were just at the scentline. He was so close... but he lie down just outside, unsure of himself and his thoughts tangled up in loyalties.

Talonfang rushed back to Smokewhisker. "I.. I am." She didn't know how to feel exactly. She wasn't excited, she wasn't scared. Instead, it seemed like a pit had opened up before her. *I can't be a mother,* she realized after a moment. She was sure the things she had done were for the best... but... she felt anxious for the kits, and she didn't know why. All she knew was that she couldn't raise them. "I can't take care of them, Smokewhisker. I can't."
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 14:55, September 26, 2017 (UTC)

Flamekit stared at Berrykit in surprise. "You went out of camp? Why didn't you bring me?!" He wanted to see the forest and that rogue cat! If that cat was up to no good, he would have shown her a thing or two!

Ivykit, snapping out of her thinking, turned to glance at her littermate. "Shiningfall? What I've heard was that she left the Clan sometime near our birth. When I asked why she left, the cat wouldn't tell me, so it must be something terrible like killing another SoulClan cat." With a nod of thanks to Ivykit, Owlkit returned to his nest and lay down in it, thinking. *Shiningfall doesn't seem like the type of cat to kill someone...but what else could it be? **The light will always overcome the dark** 18:50, September 26, 2017 (UTC)*

Smokewhisker pressed himself against Talonfang's flank comfortingly. "I'm their father," he reminded her. "I can take care of them. You're not in this alone, sweetheart. Now," he took a glance around the forest, his steely grey pelt blending in with the undergrowth, "I best get going before I get discovered." And he took off through the forest towards FrostClan and he leaped over the border nimbly, racing back for camp. -

Hawkpaw padded nearer and nearer to the SoulClan border, despite knowing it was probably a lost cause. She hoped she could catch a glimpse of that tom... She felt a connection between him and her. *Maybe it's an omen,* she thought. *Or a faint prophecy. Snowleaf has had one before.* She crept up to the border and took in a sharp intake of breath. The tom from the battle was there, staring out across the moorland. *Yes!* Hawkpaw knew he was trustworthy, somehow, and she padded forward, not caring to disguise herself. She was no warrior, just a medicine cat on a mission.

"Hello," she meowed softly, padding right up to the border and startling the tom. A flash of recognitiion went through his gaze and Hawkpaw automatically felt relieved. "It's me, Hawkpaw, from the battle." -

Berrykit fluffed out his pelt as his brother. "I didn't *have* to," he squeaked. "Anyway, it was all to prove myself to you two! Oh!" he turned to Evergreenkit, smirking. "This is for calling me Berrypoo." And he shoved her to the ground and pinned her, his muscles rippling. Berrykit had never truly appreciated his strength.

No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 21:41, September 26, 2017 (UTC)

"See you later.." Talonfang watched Smokewhisker go, a great pit forming in her belly. Smokewhisker would be a good father, he'd take care of them. But pain stabbed her heart as she sat and thought in silence as the day went on. *I don't want them to know who I am,* she decided. Would Smokewhisker understand? But even Talonfang didn't understand why she wanted nothing to do with her kits. Already, a protectiveness had overcome her and she wrapped her tail around her belly, love filling her. *I want to be in their lives... I want to help...* but still, something in the back of her head told her not to. Something was telling her to stay away from them.

Rainwisp's breath caught in his throat at the sight of the young she-cat he had seen in battle. "Hawkpaw!" he couldn't stop himself from saying her name. He licked his chest fur in embarrassment. "I'm - I'm Rainwisp. I've been recently named Dewdrop's apprentice." He felt some sort of odd connection to Hawkpaw, he didn't quite know how to explain it.

"You had nothing to prove to us!" Evergreenkit protested, flicking her tail affectionately on his ear. "You're a great dude, you're what keeps us together through everything." She smirked when Berrykit pinned her to the ground. "I'll never stop calling you Berrypoo."
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 23:48, September 26, 2017 (UTC)

Hawkpaw couldn't hold back a purr. "Good job, Rainwisp," she congratulated, feeling the conection between her and him light up with happiness. She didn't know why she trusted him, she just knew she could.

"You seem like a good medicine cat in the making. Echostar wants me to become a full medicine cat," she added, not being able to stop herself from bragging a bit.

No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 23:53, September 26, 2017 (UTC)

"Thanks," Rainwisp purred, feelings relaxed for once. He felt uncomfortable and worried around most of his Clanmates, even the ones he considered his friends. But something about Hawkpaw made him feel safe. "Congratulations. You'll be a great medicine cat," he mewed. "How's SunClan? you know, since the battle."
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 00:07, September 27, 2017 (UTC)

Hawkpaw's shoulders sagged. "Not good," she admitted. "Speckleflame died back at camp. Mistflight, Palmpaw and Mistflight's new kits are heartbroken, and Snowleaf's gone into shock." Hawkpaw shivered. "And Echostar is really damaged by Speckleflame dying. I'm afraid the Clan is going to break down..."

No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 00:09, September 27, 2017 (UTC)

Rainwisp's eyes widened. "Oh, wow... " sadness stung his heart as he thought of the queen and her kits who lost their mate and father. And poor Echostar, hurt from her warriors death. A strange surge of compassion went through Rainwisp and a feeling of loyality. "I could come and help out," he blurted without thinking or even knowing what he was going to say. Guilt flooded over him at his disloyality to SoulClan. But SunClan seemed so important... He felt the urge to see the sky there, be in the light at all times, the heat of the day, with these cats, with SunClan... Maybe he was half-clan after all. Maybe his mother was a SunClan cat. Would Hawkpaw know of any queens who had lost a kit almost sixteen moons ago?
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 00:20, September 27, 2017 (UTC)

Flamekit watched, amusement gleaming in his eyes, as Evergreenkit and Berrykit wrestled with each other. Surprisingly, Berrykit seemed about as strong as Evergreenkit. He had never seen his brother fight too much, and didn't think he was too strong. **The light will always overcome the dark** 00:28, September 27, 2017 (UTC)

Hawkpaw tilted her head, a little surprised. "Do you want to?" She asked, "it would be helpful, considering Snowleaf is in shock..." She peered at Rainwisp curiously. -

Berrykit leaped off his sister before charging at her again, leaping, twisting midair, and landing on Evergreenkit's back, making her crumple to the ground. She pushed him off and they resumed the fight. "Come on Flamekit!" Berrykit yowled, swiping a paw at Evergreenkit's face. -

Stormpaw bid Whitepaw a quick farefell before he hurried over to his mother and mentor, Squirreltail. The she-cat was glaring at her son, annoyance clear in her gaze. *Oh no, what's she on about now?*

*No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 21:47, September 27, 2017 (UTC)*

Her stomach twisted half-heartedly because of the rumors about Creekpaw that had spread like wild fire, but at the same time, something told her not to worry. She didn't quite believe that Creekpaw could be a murderer, even if hunting outside of the territory might be seen as a little fishy. Perhaps if she shown him trust, others would come to trust him, as well?

"Alright, sounds fair, so long as nobody owns it." Orchidpaw cast him a small, warmly trusting smile before allowing the small black apprentice to take the lead. "You lead the way, since you know where you're going." The long-legged tabby apprentice slowed her pace.Silverstar  22:04, September 27, 2017 (UTC)

Mothwhisker followed the apprentices silently, making sure to check everything before he stalked forward. *I wonder where they're going?* Mothwhisker thought with a lurch of his stomach. *They're going to the fields...* He suppressed a shiver. Mothwhisker had been abandoned by his mother in the fields and he had almost been savaged by a dog. *Good thing the twolegs who owned the dogs moved seasons ago.*

No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 22:12, September 27, 2017 (UTC)

"Ba-bye!" Whitepaw mewed after Stormpaw, before casting Larchstar a sharp glance, bile rising in her throat. She was *certain* he did something with Skippingstone. He was watching Stormpaw and Squirreltail very close as well.. *Is he planning to hurt them too? Not on my watch! I'll kill Larchstar before he gets his gross paws on them! ... That's a great idea actually. I'm going to kill Larchstar somehow.*

Larchstar watched Stormpaw and Squirreltail, a pang in his heart. He wanted them to know the truth about them - about everything. But he couldn't. It wasn't the right time. They'd hate him afterwards anyway.

Creekpaw led Orchidpaw, crossing the border without pausing and they soon emerged out from under the darkness of trees into a wide open field with blue and white flowers speckling the ground, blooming heather, and a large stream farther off. He relaxed, wishing once more this was territory of SoulClan. "Isn't it great?" he asked Orchidpaw.

"Yes, I can help," Rainwisp mewed, feeling guilty again, but his guilt was overpowered by the need to see SunClan again and to help them.
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 20:38, September 28, 2017 (UTC)

"I'll lead you there. I'm sure Echostar will appreciate the help," Hawkpaw meowed, silently admiring the tom's sudden loyalty to SunClan. *He does look a little like Dancingshadow...* Hawkpaw began to lead the way back to her beloved Clan's camp. But maybe this tom, *Rainwisp,* would change everything... -

Squirreltail curled her lips at her son. "I'm not dealing with your moaning," she snapped. "I called you over to let you know I'm not leaving camp today." She curled her tail protectively around herself. *I've had enough of apprentices and kits for one lifetime... All of it with only Stormpaw to take care of.* -

Stormpaw sniffed. "Fine." He turned away and stalked off, exiting camp and heading for the AshClan border. *Maybe I can make fun of a cat or two...*

No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 21:33, September 28, 2017 (UTC)

Rainwisp followed Hawkpaw staying quiet most of the time. His thoughts kept shifting to SunClan and SoulClan. He was *SoulClan's* medicine cat apprentice, not SunClan's! He should be helping SoulClan, not SunClan, the Clan who attacked them! But still, a longing in his heart kept him moving onwards and he fell into step beside Hawkpaw. He *was* a medicine cat apprentice now... He had the right to go into SunClan territory if needed, he had the right to help cats - that was a rule in the medicine cat code; help any injured cat, even if they are not of your Clan.

Taking a deep breath, Larchstar made his way over to Squirreltail. "Hello, Squirreltail. How are you doing?" he asked, kindly. How was she since 'Skippingstone' had disappeared? How was Stormpaw?
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 00:44, September 29, 2017 (UTC)

Squirreltail bared her teeth threateningly at Larchstar. "Stay away from me you fox-heart!" She snarled, getting to her paws and stalking forward until she was nose to nose with her leader. "I know you did something to Skippingstone!" She scored her claws along his muzzle and stormed off, eager to get away. Unlike her son, she did not exit camp, instead she left for the warriors den, eager to get some rest.

No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 03:39, September 29, 2017 (UTC)

Larchstar reeled back, his muzzle throbbing in pain from where Squirreltail raked her claws on it. Hurt and guilt filled his heart as he watched her go. He had to tell her the truth - soon, but how? How would she react? Would she still love him? He turned away, paws taking him to the nursery to see the three kits he had adopted. *I still need to yell at them,* he thought, but he didn't feel any joy thinking that, so he just poked his head inside and spotted the kits wrestling. "Hey, how are you?" he asked, spotting a tiny nick in Evergreenkit's ear from that crazy she-cat.
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 13:46, September 29, 2017 (UTC)

Flamekit's head popped out from the pile of kits wrestling. "I think we're all pretty good." The kit replied. Stepping away from his wrestling littermates, Flamekit walked over to Larchstar. "How are you?" **The light will always overcome the dark** 19:03, September 29, 2017 (UTC)

Her eyes grew round, and her jaw dropped in awe. "It's beautiful, Creekpaw!" The breathless Orchidpaw gasped, taking in the beauty of the surrounding area. She almost found it hard to hunt there and disturb such a serene setting, but the tabby also realized that her Clan needed to eat. With the nursery full of kittens, food was one of their top priorities, even if the Clan wasn't starving. With a small smile, Orchidpaw turned to Creekpaw. "Shall we start?"

Thunderpaw, meanwhile, had been stalking the pair from a distance with a look of sheer disgust on his features. What was *she* doing with *him*?! *That Creekpaw better not get any ideas...* He thought to himself with a bitter flattening of his ears. *Orchidpaw is my girl!* Sinking into the undergrowth to remain hidden, Thunderpaw rolled in some mushrooms to keep his scent masked.Silverstar  19:44, September 29, 2017 (UTC)

Mothwhisker immediately scented Thunderpaw and he risked a glance to his right. Sure enough, he caught a glimpse of the ginger and white tom glaring at Creekpaw and Mothwhisker couldn't help but wonder why. *I'll go over and ask him in a bit. I'll follow him for now. Keeping an eye on two apprentices was tough, now I've got three!* -

Stormpaw slunk towards the AshClan border and he caught a wiff of SunClan, two cats. He slunk forward a little more, a little over the border. Instantly, he caught a glimpse of a very pretty she-cat, bathed in SunClan scent, talking to an AshClan cat. *She's good looking,* Stormpaw thought, unable to stop himself from stepping completely over the border to get a beter look at the she-cat. He seemed to remember her name as Ravenpaw. Stormpaw almost forgot about the other SunClan cat scent, but he froze when he scented another cat with the unknown SunClan cat. *Rogues!* -

Squirreltail began to dream herself into a dark and gloomy place, and her heart began to race in confusion and even a hint of terror. Where was she? Well, she wasn't sticking around to find out, but before she left, she saw a flash of dark brown tabby patterned fur. *It can't be-* But she woke up before she could discover the owner of the fur.

No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 23:01, September 29, 2017 (UTC)

"I'm fine," Larchstar replied, stepping inside carefully and settling down in the bread loaf position while Evergeenkit kicked Berrykit softly in the chest, snickered and scrambled clumsily over on her large paws. "You fought well in the battle," he meowed, nodding to Evergeenkit and Flamekit, then turning to Berrykit. "I know you would have fought just as well as them. I will be holding Creekpaw's warrior ceremony once he returns, your apprentice ceremony will be held then."

Creekpaw gave Orchidpaw an awkward smile at her reaction, then tried to hide his face under his paw. "Oh, yeah, let's hunt!" Creekpaw began to trot into the golden green and said, "I'm going to stalk rabbits. I'm assuming you'll be at the stream?" He had seen Orchidpaw catch fish in the small ponds that speckled over SoulClan's territory, and he couldn't help but admire how great she was at it.
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 23:31, September 29, 2017 (UTC)

With a scowl on his features, Thunderpaw slinked away from Orchidpaw and Creekpaw. He'd 'revisit' them later -- now, he needed to plot, and to plan. Surely, Orchidpaw couldn't *possibly* fall for a loser and weakling like that Creekpaw! Thunderpaw, or so he thought, was perfect for her: strong, handsome, loyal (lolnotreally), charming, handsome, brave, popular...did he mention handsome?

She couldn't possibly ever like Creekpaw! Yet, Thunderpaw saw that it was better to be safe than sorry...with that in mind, the bright spotted tabby heaved himself into a peaceful tree to dive into some deep thoughts. The Clan thought that Creekpaw was a murderer, eh? He could play off of that....Ohh, could he play off of that!

Was it odd that her coat felt hot in embarrassment? Someone actually wittnessed her fishing, and kinda appreciated it! Orchidpaw gave him a bashful smile before immediately looking away. "S-So I got caught, huh? I didn't think anyone really appreciated it, fish're usually too smelly for them, I think...and most think that swimming is unnatural." She frowned at the thought, but ultimately shrugged it off. "I'll go fishing, then. Good luck, I'm sure you'll impress Larchstar with your catches!"Silverstar  23:36, September 29, 2017 (UTC)

Smokewhisker, of course, never left SoulClan territory. He was too worried about Talonfang to leave. *What if she gets hurt and I'm not there for her? What if the kits come?* -

Mothwhisker slunk after Thunderpaw, just as the brightly colored apprentice scurried up a tree. He scanned the area and settled in some bramle thickets beneath the tree, making sure he could keep an eye on all of the apprentices.

No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 23:39, September 29, 2017 (UTC)

Creekpaw ducked his head, feeling embarrassed for some reason. "Good luck, too." Then Creekpaw scuttled off, tasting the air for rabbit. He soon picked up a trail and followed it, heart pounding. He climbed up a rise, then down below spotted the brown creature, nibbling a grass seed. He tested the air, pleased to see it was carrying the scent toward him, then crouched low to the ground, creeping after it, then sprinted. It was already bolting away but Creekpaw raced after it, gaining speed and was soon behind it.

Talonfang settled down outside the warriors den, her expression troubled and her mind blank. Usually when she was anxious her thoughts would be screaming at her, telling her what she should do, talking over each other, and making her even more anxious. But sometimes they were silent and were no help. She couldn't tell which was worse. *I have to think! How far along am I? I need to figure out what I'm going to do with them!* Yes, Smokewhisker could take them, but what if it didn't work out? (when do you want her to kill him?)
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 23:54, September 29, 2017 (UTC)

(I'm assuming you mean Smokewhisker, maybe a few sunrises after the kits are born, straight after Talon tells Smoke about her killing the apprentices and framing Creek, because she thinks Smoke will tell her Clan, but in reality he'd never do that)

No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 23:57, September 29, 2017 (UTC)

Flamekit stared at Larchstar in excitement, thoughts beginning to crowd his head. *I'm finally becoming an apprentice! I wonder who my mentor will be? I hope they're nice!* Flamekit's excitement was stronger than his nervousness, and he let out a yowl of triumph... only to trip over his own paws as soon as he took a step. Embarrassed, Flamekit quickly stood back up. "I meant to do that!" **The light will always overcome the dark** 12:38, September 30, 2017 (UTC)

Berrykit rolled his eyes playfully and then glanced up at Larchstar with wide eyes, before he yowled in excitement. "We're gonna be apprentices!" He looked at his paws and flushed bright red, embarrassed.

No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 20:07, September 30, 2017 (UTC)

As the small black apprentice raced off, Orchidpaw strode off in a smooth gait towards the stream. Ah, fishing, she couldn't wait! Maybe she'd even sneak in a quick swim, too...it couldn't hurt. The gray tabby settled near the water's edge, all attention trained on the rushing water, and silver flashes of darting fish. Patience...Silverstar  19:25, October 1, 2017 (UTC)

Creekpaw was ready to pounce on the rabbit when his paws suddenly slammed into something hard, sending him tripping, landing on his chin, then sending him sliding down the other side of the hill. He dug his claws into the steep ground, feeling so surprised and shocked he might faint. He remained frozen as he slowed to a stop near the bottom. He got up slowly on shaky legs and looked around. Nothing looked familiar. *I don't think I've ever gone down the hill before...* He glanced around once more, eyes wide with wonder and his paws telling him to go to the forest at the edge of the hill. Creekpaw listened and padded into the shadows of the trees, wondering if he'd get in trouble for exploring. *I can hunt here though, why would I get in trouble?*

Larchstar purred at the kits. "Get yourselves ready and be well behaved." Evergreenkit slowly obeyed, oddly quiet, and smoothed her ruffled fur.
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 21:04, October 2, 2017 (UTC)

The only thing that moved on Orchidpaw's body was her whiskers as they quivered in excitement, and the hairs on her coat as the gentle breeze tugged at them. Her body tensed as a flash of silver caused a glare in her vision nearby, and she immediately darted out a paw. Slamming the slender-bodied fish against the rocks, Orchidpaw pulled it onto the shore. Success!Silverstar  21:51, October 2, 2017 (UTC)

Flamekit quickly began to groom his messy and ruffled pelt. Once he had finished, his fur still didn't look neat, but certainly better then it had before. Flamekit glanced over at his quiet sister. What was wrong with her? Was she planning something?

Meanwhile, in the nursery, Owlkit and Icekit stared at the three kits. They wanted to be apprentices! **The light will always overcome the dark** 23:13, October 2, 2017 (UTC)

Creekpaw didn't find anything really interesting in the forest, but it was beautiful. It wasn't as dark as SoulClan territory, it was actually very decent, warm with sunlight dappling the leaf littered ground beneath a mix of tall maples and oaks. Now, Creekpaw padded along a thick tree branch, crouching low as he spotted a squirrel near the base of the tree. He crept closer, freezing when it glanced in his direction, then continued when it looked away. Finally, he sprang and broke it's neck and a swift bite. Proud, the sturdy tom slid down the tree trunk and set it besides the rest of his prey. A robin, another squirrel, and a small good luck mouse. He gathered his prey, managing to fit it all in his mouth, he carried it back to the field and up the hill and followed the stream to Orchidpaw.
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 01:45, October 3, 2017 (UTC)

Orchidpaw continued her fishing with a great feeling of pride welling up in her chest. She was so thankful to finally put her talents to good use, even if they did go unnoticed, and even if her clanmates refused to eat her fish. Perhaps it was wasteful, but she knew for a fact that she was enjoying herself, and that was all that mattered. In the end, with a final swoop of her claw, she caught four fish total. Once she pulled in her final catch, she flinched in alarm as the spine of a frightened cut her paw pad. "Mouse-dung!" She cursed under her breath before finishing the fish off. No time to sit around and cry about it, her and Creekpaw had to get going!Silverstar  01:50, October 3, 2017 (UTC)

Creekpaw spotted Orchidpaw a little ways off and headed toward her. His eyes widened with amazement when he saw the pile of fish beside her. "Fffhaftt," he said, then looked embarrassed and set down the prey. "Great catches! I don't think I could catch fish." -- **Patchfeather**

She cast him a small smile in response, rising to her paws. "Thanks. I could teach you some time, if you'd like. I mean, if you're not afraid of a little *water*." Orchidpaw let out a small chuckle before picking up her fish. "Let's head back, Mothwhisker's probably tired of waiting around for us."Silverstar  02:06, October 3, 2017 (UTC)

Creekpaw gathered his prey up quickly and followed, considering Orchidpaw's offer. He'd never tried to swim before, or fish, so that could be cool.
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 02:14, October 3, 2017 (UTC)

*I don't feel like I will heal back...What if I stay like this forever? Stuck inside the medicine den until the day I die...* Embersong suddenly jolted out of her thoughts. How long has she dozed off? She groaned. "I don't feel good..." (sorry that I haven't been rping lately I have been really busy) ***Courage*** is resistance to ***fear.*** 23:03, October 3, 2017 (UTC)

Orchidpaw walked with her tail held high and waving proudly as she searched around for the warrior. "Mothwhisker?" The gray tabby called between her mouthful of catches.Silverstar  22:37, October 4, 2017 (UTC)

*"Mothwhisker?"* As soon as the warrior heard the young tabby's call his slid out from under Thunderpaw's tree and bounded over to Orchidpaw, a gleam in his eye.

No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 23:02, October 4, 2017 (UTC)

Creekpaw followed Orchidpaw, halting when he saw Mothwhisker and tensed up, waiting for the toms comments. ---- Aspenwhisker groomed her long blue gray fur, keeping her ears alert for signs of Whitepaw causing trouble.
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 23:06, October 4, 2017 (UTC)

"We've finished out hunting," Orchidpaw rumbled, glancing up at the tom expectingly. "We're ready to head back, if that's ok. I'd love to give something to Larchstar, he's probably really hungry."Silverstar  23:16, October 4, 2017 (UTC)

Mothwhisker glanced over the apprentices' catches and he purred. "Sure. I think we've enough to feed the whole Clan!" He began to lead the way back home. -

Sandynose hauled himself towards the place where Larchstar was and he panted, "how are things?"

No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 00:22, October 5, 2017 (UTC)

Creekpaw relaxed a little, padding after Mothwhisker, the prey in his mouth starting to get heavy.

Larchstar looked up from where he was thinking to see Sandynose. He stood up, resting his tail reassuringly on the deputy's shoulder. "Everything is fine. No sign of SunClan." He studied his friend with concern. Should he be out of his nest? "How are you doing?"
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 14:21, October 5, 2017 (UTC)

Sandynose stumbled a little and couldn't hold back a wince as he put weight on his left hind-leg. "As good as I can be," he replied gruffly, trying to grit his teeth to stop himself from wincing again. "That Firepoppy really lives up to her name." -

Berrykit only needed to give his fur a few licks to smoothen it. He was luckier than his littermates on this, his fur was soft and smooth, their's were thick and prickly. Flamekit seemed to give up halfway through and Evergreenkit had shut her mouth tight, oddly quiet. -

Smokewhisker caught a wiff of SoulClan scent as three cats padded past his hiding place. He began to follow them, hoping they would lead him straight to their camp. *I think I smell more like SoulClan than I do FrostClan nowadays,* he mused, not totally enthusiastic. SoulClan scent stank!

No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 21:16, October 5, 2017 (UTC)

Flamekit sat, excitement coming off every inch of him. He couldn't stand to wait much longer! Walking out of the nursery, Flamekit sat outside it, staring at the entrance to camp. **The light will always overcome the dark** 22:59, October 5, 2017 (UTC)

Talonfang went out to hunt, hoping to get her mind off things, but it only made her feel worse. Her mind danced around the idea of having kits, but then began to revolve around the cats she'd killed. Her own Clanmates. Guilt clawed her heart, which was replaced by stubborn anger. *I did what I had to do! Stop feeling guilty! We've been over this a million times, why do you still feel guilty?* She froze while she was walking as a new thought dawned on her. With all the stuff going on between her and her lover, her future completely slipped from her mind. The future of SoulClan, her, Creekpaw, and now herself. Creekpaw still seemed pretty low among the rankings of SoulClan, but what about the other warriors? Sandynose was hurt bad at the moment - this could be the perfect chance for her to seize her place as deputy. What if something worse happened to him. She squinted at the thought then shook her head. Talonfang was still a young warrior. She might have a better chance at receiving Sandynose's trust then becoming his deputy, after something happened to Larchstar...

That Wishfoot though, she needed to be watched. She seemed to know too much. *I need more supporters...* She had "befriended" some rogues and other Clan cats who believed she'd be a great leader, but she needed more than that.

Creekpaw and the others returned to camp awhile later. His jaw hurt and he was struggling to hold his head high to keep the prey from dragging.
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 23:44, October 5, 2017 (UTC)

Sandynose lifted his head to gaze at Mothwhisker, Orchidpaw and Creekpaw who stumbled into camp, the apprentices' jaws full of prey. He couldn't hold back a purr at how much Creekpaw had brought back and he couldn't help back think, *I think I know who will be my deputy.*

*No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 23:57, October 5, 2017 (UTC)*

Larchstar nodded to Sandynose. "I've got ceremonies to preform," before bounding over to the tree stump. He climbed up to the top, summoning the Clan for a meeting. Once they were all gathered, he leaped to the ground. "Berrykit, Flamekit, Evergreenkit, please step forward." The kits instantly scrambled closer. "You have reached the age of six moons..." *Well, have passed.* "... and are now ready to be apprenticed. Until you recieve your warrior names you will be known as Berrypaw, Flamepaw, and Evergreenpaw. Your mentors will be Talonfang, Shadeheart, and Mothwhisker."

Evergreenpaw shivered with excitement and bounded up to her mentor, eagerly touching her nose to his. "Can we fight now?"

Once the cheering died down, Larchstar sought out Creekpaw who sat in the back of the crowd. "Creekpaw, please step forward."

Creekpaw sat frozen, glancing around, thinking Larchstar may have spoken wrong. But the brown tabby was staring at him expectantly, so Creekpaw stood up uncomfortablely. *Did he find something else bad about me? Did Talonfang do more terrible things? Don't be so unfaithful! Talonfang wouldn't do that...*

Before Creekpaw knew what was really happening, Larchstar spoke. "I, Larchstar, leader of SoulClan, call upon my warrior ancestors to look down on this apprentice. He has trained hard to understand the ways of your noble code, and I command him to you as a warrior in his turn." He paused, looking intensely at Creekpaw.

"Do you promise to uphold the warrior code and to protect and defend this Clan, even at the cost of your life?"

Creekpaw was too lost for words and remained silent for a moment, staring at Larchstar until a few cats began to murmur to each other. "I-I do..." It sounded more like a question than he wanted it to.

"Creekpaw, from this moment on, you will be know as Creekfrost. StarClan honors your loyality and kindness and we welcome you as a full warrior of SoulClan."

A few cats cheered, but of course not as many as the apprentice ceremony. Creekfrost even heard a muffled voice saying, "Loyality? What loyality?" Despite most of the Clans coldness, Creekfrost beamed proudly.
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 01:01, October 6, 2017 (UTC)

Mothwhisker purred as he touched his nose to Evergreenpaw's forehead. "I hope to teach you well," he told her warmly, his tail flicking excitedly. *It's like having an apprentice again!* -

Berrypaw glanced around nervously for Talonfang, but he could not spot his mentor anywhere. *She's be back soon and I'll tell her! I got the best warrior in the Clan! And Evergreenpaw got Mothwhisker! I wonder what Flamepaw will think of Shadeheart...*

Sandynose hobbled over to Creekfrost and purred. "A good name for a great warrior."

No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 01:37, October 6, 2017 (UTC)

After placing her catches on the pile, Orchidpaw excitedly attended Creekpaw's ceremony, while Thunderpaw sat hisemlf beside her without bothering to ask. She didn't mind, so long as he didn't pester her beyond belief. From the corner of the apprentice's den, Violetpaw watched curiously. Hey...that black tom wasn't half-bad looking!

As his warrior name was granted, Orchidpaw leaped to her paws and chanted out Creekfrost's new name with the rest of her Clan. "Lucky..." She muttered under her breath, "...he got a real cool name."Silverstar  02:20, October 6, 2017 (UTC)

Creekfrost dipped his head slightly to Sandynose. "Thanks. It means a lot." For a few moments, Creekfrost felt more confident than he had for seasons, until he spotted Talonfang padding into camp, holding a mouse. They locked eyes for a split second, and in that second her pale eyes sparked with such coldness, Creekfrost looked away.

Talonfang placed her mouse on the fresh-kill pile, in a bad mood. She struggled to feel happy Creekfrost was made a warrior, instead she only felt more competiton was arising. She noticed Berrykit a few moments later. Berry*paw...* She had faintly heard Larchstar announcing the mentors while she was coming back to camp. She padded over, feeling excited yet wary. She could teach this cat everything... *Perhaps a new follower. He's a good loyal cat. I'd trust him on my side. But he appears stubborn. It will be difficult to get him at my side.* But she still had an old nagging in her head and paws that she always got, like telling her to stay away from him or bad things would happen. And there were the kits. From what she knew, no one else but Rainwisp knew about them, everything else was just rumors. *What will I do with them? Will Smokewhisker raise them by himself?*  She stopped beside him and smiled kindly at him. "I hear I'm your mentor now," she murmured, touching her nose to his head. "I'm honored."
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 04:22, October 6, 2017 (UTC)

Berrypaw knew there was a gleam in his eyes as Talonfang purred. He unsheathed his claws and grinned at her. "I'm ready when you are. I want to be the best warrior ever!" -

Mothwhisker turned away from Evergreenpaw when he heard Embersong calling something from the medicine cat den. He perked his ears worriedly and murmured to Evergreenpaw, "I won't be long. As soon as I'm back, we'll start training."

He padded over to the medicine cat den and slipped inside, his gaxe meeting Embersong's. He smiled weakly at her. "You seem a little more alive," he commented. "I'll be back soon. I have to go train Evergreenpaw." He left the den and bounded back over to his apprentice and flicked his tail at the entrance to camp.

"Come."

No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 06:38, October 6, 2017 (UTC)

Flamepaw looked around the camp, growling to himself. No one had seen his mentor lately, and she wasn't in camp. *I might have to teach myself everything!* Stalking out of camp, not wanting to see his foster father or littermates, Flamepaw began to follow the trail to where he gathered moss once. Since he couldn't do anything but make a nest, he might as well collect his own moss for it. **The light will always overcome the dark** 18:25, October 6, 2017 (UTC)

Evergreenpaw eagerly followed Mothwhisker, nearly tripping over her paws. "What are we doing first?"

Talonfang nodded. "I like your enthusiasm. We leave now," she mewed, turning away and guiding her new apprentice through the entrance and into the dark woods. "This is our territory, as you probably already know. The ground is very flat here and we're always covered in darkness. The other Clans fear us," she let out a chuckling purr at the thought. *Fear SoulClan? We're so weak right now. But when I'm leader, no one will dare speak our name in fear we'll come kill them in the night.*
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 19:01, October 6, 2017 (UTC)

"A tour of the territory," Mothwhisker replied, leading the way out of camp, stopping just outside of the barrier for the camp. "If we keep going straight ahead we'll end up at the FrostClan border," he explained. "If we go to the left we'll end up at the SunClan border and if we go right we'll end up at the AshClan border."

He glanced expectantly at the little she-cat. "Which way do you want to go?" -

Berrypaw lashed his tail excitedly. "I can't wait to do battle training!" He exclaimed, running around in an enthusiastic circle. "I want to kick SunClan's butts!" He stopped his fawning over battle and asked. "Which way will we go now?"

No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 21:14, October 6, 2017 (UTC)

"Mothwhi-" Embersong began, but it was too late. She might look more alive, but she definitely did not feel in good shape. ***Courage*** is resistance to ***fear.*** 21:41, October 7, 2017 (UTC)

Flamepaw, after gathering his moss, stalked back into camp and into the apprentices den. Staying away from the nests of the older apprentices, Flamepaw began to make his nest towards the back of the den. **The light will always overcome the dark** 11:45, October 8, 2017 (UTC)

Shadeheart gulped in nervousness. She had an apprentice! She wondered what to do. "Flamepaw," she meowed. "Right now, I need you to go get some rest. We'll explore the territory tomorrow!" Turtle Tail Dawn of
 the... CLANS

Flamepaw, hearing Shadeheart, poked his head out of the apprentices den and nodded at her to show he heard. Flamepaw walked back in the apprentices den and kept working. Finishing with making his nest, the tom stepped back and looked at it. *Looks good...* **The light will always overcome the dark** 21:50, October 8, 2017 (UTC)

Ears perked curiously, Orchidpaw approached Creekfrost with a few quick, long strides. She offered him a friendly grin to follow her greeting. "Congrats! I'm jealous, you got a real cool name."Silverstar  21:54, October 8, 2017 (UTC)

Creekfrost forced the uneasey tension away and faced Orchidpaw. "Thanks. Don't worry, when you receive your warrior name, it'll be way cooler than mine," he mewed, a grin appearing on his face. He and Orchidpaw hadn't talked a lot before, but now he was beginning to wonder if this was the start of a new friendship.

Talonfang's eyes flashed at Berrypaw, dark thoughts clouding her head as they walked, leading the way to FrostClan's border. "Oh, I bet you do. What they did was horrible the other day. You'll be a great warrior yet, you'll get your revenge." She then frowned, with a dramatic sigh. "I've heard stories about the things SunClan has done. Stories that concern your... real family."

"SunClan! Maybe we can beat up some dumb dudes who wandered over the border like idiots!" Evergreenpaw lashed her tail excitedly, already bolting in a random direction.
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 01:45, October 9, 2017 (UTC)

Orchidpaw released a soft scoff before rolling her sea-green eyes. "Riiiight. My name'll probably be something like 'Orchidhead', if I give Larchstar any trouble during our next training session." She couldn't help but to chuckle at the thought, but was quick to get interrupted. Thunderpaw, desperate to split the two conversing felines up, decided to butt in.

"Heeeeeeey, Orchidpaw!" He spoke like he was super cool and relaxed, as if everyone in ever Clan was his best friend. Thunderpaw pushed his way between Creekfrost and Orchidpaw, a content grin resting on the pale apprentice. "Wanna head out and go hunting?"Silverstar  01:55, October 9, 2017 (UTC)

Creekfrost let out a quiet half scared half surprised hiss when Thunderpaw suddenly appeared and blocked him from Orchidpaw. He didn't know Thunderpaw that well. But from observing him he knew he was kind of a brat. *Don't say that, you've not even talked to him before... uh... I don't remember. He could actually be a nice guy. But it's rude to interrupt like that.* He didn't say anything after Thunderpaw asked Orchidpaw to go hunting. He kind of wanted to talk to her more, but if she wanted to hang with Thunderpaw, she could go right ahead.
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 02:04, October 9, 2017 (UTC)

Squirreltail stared uncontently at Creekfrost, Thunderpaw and Orchidpaw, anger swelling in her chest at Thunderpaw, who wore a stupid grin. Squirreltail hated the fact he always had to barge in on things and she just wished he'd get over Orchidpaw. *He'll find another she-cat sooner or later...* -

Berrypaw tilted his head curiously at Talonfang. dying to know more. "Can you tell me?" He pleaded, a little too kitlike for his liking. He fought not to bristle at himself and instead resolved with clawing his left forepaw, drawing a tiny speck of blood. *I need to know about my real family!* -

Mothwhisker stared after Evergreenpaw, fighting back the urge to yell at her. *She's barely a kit! I have to go easy on her to start off with.* "Evergreenpaw!" He called warily after the apprentice, soon catching up with her. He sighed. "I guess we're going to SunClan. You know your heading in the direction of the moors, right?" He paused as Evergreenpaw unsheathed her claws and meowed in delight.

"But I guess I should go over some basic rules. You seem a little too excited to be safe around the other Clans." He cut off to give Evergreenpaw enough time to let her shoulders sag in annoyance.

"First off, no running off without my permission," he stated, giving her a pointed glare. "You could have gone right over the border into a SunCla warrior's claws." He shook out his pelt, a little nervous. Mothwhisker wasn't one for rules, but he had to keep his apprentice safe.

"Secondly, no fighting with any cats we encounter on this trail," he went on, narrowing his eyes when Evergreenpaw rolled hers. "If we start fights with another of the other Clans we may start another war. And who can say we will win everytime?"

"And lastly, and probably one of the most simple things I've said in my lifetime, no arguing. I am your mentor and my word is final." -

Jaykit watched a big ginger and white tomcat shove himself between the new warrior, Creekfrost and a pretty she-cat seemingly around the ginger and white tom's age. Jaykit could only manage a squeak, his speech still not coming to him. He would say his first word soon, he knew it! He searched around the neat blindly for his mother's milky scent, his eyes still closed tight. He had only been out of the nursery once and that had been with his mother, Wishfoot guiding him. No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 08:18, October 9, 2017 (UTC)

Orchidpaw parted her jaws to argue, squeaking up in protest against Thunderpaw's constant nudging. "Well, I was-" She was quickly interrupted by the overly eager ginger tom, who immediately perked up and beamed widely. "Great! Let's head out now."Silverstar  11:56, October 9, 2017 (UTC)

"Uh," Creekfrost interupted quietly. "You sort of cut her off and decided for her." He didn't like how Thunderpaw didn't even let her finish. *He needs to calm down and take a breath.*

"You've never heard?" Talonfang quietly gasped. "That's terrible. But yes, I can. You were once kits of FrostClan, don't worry now, SoulClan is your rightful Clan. But SunClan raided FrostClan's camp and killed your mother while she was still nursing you and your siblings. They tried to take you to train as their own cats, but a SoulClan patrol passed by and realized what was going on. They fought off the SunClan cats while we took you in and gave you a loving home." She frowned slightly. "We don't know what happened to your father. Some say he died in that battle, trying to save you, while others say he still walks a lonely life."

"Fine," Evergreenpaw sighed. "Can we at least smack them kinda hard if we come across any cats?"
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 15:02, October 9, 2017 (UTC)

She could immediately sense the tension flaring off of Thunderpaw's colt, his facial features scrunching up into a bitter expression. To avoid conflict, Orchidpaw was quick to hop back in, casting Creekpaw an apologetic glance. She was the only one who could really put a cap on Thunderpaw's anger and ego...it was best if she used her 'skill'. "No, no, it's fine....I'll go with him. I-It can't hurt to go for another round of hunting, after all..."Silverstar  20:53, October 9, 2017 (UTC)

Mothwhisker shook his head and replied sternly, "no." He began to pad in front of his new apprentices, hoping that when she got older she would mature enough to not start a war on SoulClan's behalf. -

Berrypaw stared at the groud, fighting back a horrfied expression. *"What?*" He had always thought his parents had died as SoulClan warriors, not as cats of FrostClan. He felt betrayed, alone, but when he met Talonfang's gaze it powered him to stand up tall.

"If they attempted to defend me, but let themselves leave, I don't care. I always thought they were incredible SoulClan warriors... I was clearly wrong." He shook his head to hide his tears.

No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 22:58, October 9, 2017 (UTC)

"Don't be put down, kid. They may not have been SoulClan, but they were still brave cats, ya know. But you've got SoulClan now, we're way better than FrostClan. You've got Larchstar, and you've got *me*," she grinned kindly. "You'll be one of the best warriors ever with me by your side."

Evergreenpaw huffed and followed close behind, every now and then trying to race up ahead of him but fell behind. They made it to the border and she spat in disgust at the stench, but through it, she picked up Rainwisp's. *What the heck was he doing here? I thought the border was too scary for him.*

Creekfrost nodded, feeling a little disappointed, but he kept a kind face. "Have a good hunt," before studying Thunderpaw, but he tried not to make it obvious.
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 00:18, October 10, 2017 (UTC)

Wishfoot gazed lazily at the cats doing their daily thing. Jaykit, Rowankit, and Silverkit were still at her side suckling, while Evergreenpaw, Berrypaw, and Flamepaw were already apprentices! Before long, Orchidpaw, Thunderpaw, then the three siblings would become warriors! *And then there's you, my loves,* she thought, purring at her and Sandynose's kits. He still had to fulfill his duty as deputy, true, but his spare time was usually spent visiting her and the kits. She had watched Creekfrost's ceremony. *He's gotten a great name,* she sighed, thinking of when her kits would grow up. It would all be too soon. forget *honesty*~~i wanna see you be BRAVE 01:15, October 10, 2017 (UTC)

Mothwhisker noticed Evergreenpaw's muzzle twitch and he nodded. *Rainwisp... He probably just passed through, or something.*

"He probably just passed by on his way to find herbs," he concluded, hoping he was right. *Rainwisp out on his own on SunClan land will never end well.*

*No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 08:52, October 10, 2017 (UTC)*

Shadeheart yawned and decided to get some rest for herself. She padded to her nest, almost in the middle, and plopped herself down. The crickets chirping and cats talking were soothing. She soon found sleep, and wondered what the next morning would bring.

~~

Shadeheart opened her eyes. She had woken up in the middle of the night. She rested her head back on her paws, and tried to go to sleep. She couldn't, so she slowly crept out of the den, trying not to disturb anybody. She made it into a camp. She could see the pale shape of the cat guarding, but she knew another way out.

She padded through the dirtplace tunnel, and hissed as the revolting stench of dirt hit her in the face. "Nobody's out here. It's amazing," she breathed.

She headed into the forest. Turtle Tail Dawn of
 the... CLANS

"Come." Mothwhisker gestured to the sky with his tail. "It's getting late. We should head back. I'll give you a fighting lesson in the morning."

No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 06:06, October 11, 2017 (UTC)