StormClan/Roleplay/Archive 6

If only he had been there earlier, if only he had heard her sooner....Oh, what a terrible brother he was! Three little kits...three little bundles of joy lay around Shorepebble's belly, but the former deputy was unresponsive, and her belly was lightly painted with her blood. Foggysky sat a bit aways, blind blue eyes clouded with grief, while Hiddenshade wailed Shorepebble's name. And Swampstar...he stared in shock, grief, pain, hundreds of emotions.**Silverstar** 19:59, October 12, 2016 (UTC)

Whitetoe hanged around the nursery. She sensed something was very wrong. Was Shorepebble okay? that kits? Although she wished to know, she didn't poke her head in. If something had happened, she'd find out soon enough.

Emberkit suddenly let out a loving purr and rubbed his face all over Nightshade's chest, while Nightshade was frozen stiff, staring down at the catling in fright. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 20:17, October 12, 2016 (UTC)

Palefang heard the wail of Hiddenshade, she felt the sorrow in the air. Thick as peanut butter. She turned away from the nursery and the cats crowded outside it. — <font face="Old English Text MT" size="5" color="#646464>Minkclaw 01:25, October 13, 2016 (UTC)

"Sh...Shorepebble?" Swampstar spoke quietly, slowly creeping forward, pawsteps inaudible as he moved. The very nursery seeemd to darken in sadness, as he stared at the unmoving figure of his sister. "...Please..." Not a sound. Hiddenshade let out a mournful cry once more before flopping down on the ground at Shorepebble's side. Foggysky closed her blind eyes in sorrow.

"....Hiddenshade, go...please get outside, g-get some fresh air...I need to speak with Swampstar." The medicine cat spoke quietly, with her voice heavy with grief. Slowly, Hiddenshade exited the den, head bowed.**Silverstar** 01:36, October 13, 2016 (UTC)

Palefang turned when Hiddenshade came outside. He needed someone. "Hidden.." The rest if his name went off in silence. — <font face="Old English Text MT" size="5" color="#646464>Minkclaw 01:41, October 13, 2016 (UTC)

"Dead...gone...it's all my fault...." His eyes remained closed and head bowed in sorrow, shoulder slumped as he slowly moved along.**Silverstar** 01:43, October 13, 2016 (UTC)

Palefang felt her shoulders slump defeated. *Little did she know she too would have a nig surprise come a few weeks.* The brown mink eyed Hiddenshade. "Hey," she murmured pressing her nose into his shoulders to try to calm him. — <font face="Old English Text MT" size="5" color="#646464>Minkclaw 01:54, October 13, 2016 (UTC)

Hiddenshade opened his eyes, allowing his dark gaze to burn into the soil before his paws. "...I should've been there, I should've been a father, and I should've told Swampstar about us." his voice was tense, mixed with rage for his own actions, and grief from the death of his mate.

Foggysky's blind eyes somehow managed to find Swampstar, resting on the young leader. A creepy shiver ran down the leader's spine as the blind cat gazed at him with icy yet knowing eyes...it was almost as if she was from StarClan herself, just as ominous as them. "...We need to talk, Swampstar, and right now, before it's too late."**Silverstar** 01:57, October 13, 2016 (UTC)

Palefang curled her tail around one of her paws. "I'll grab you some moss water." She said before grabbing it. After doing so and going back to the warrior Palefang lightly pushed the ball to him. "Here," she murmured. The night with that RockClan warrior still on her mind, pushing it to the deepest parts she paid more attention to Hiddenshade. — <font face="Old English Text MT" size="5" color="#646464>Minkclaw 02:14, October 13, 2016 (UTC)

"...I'm not thirsty, or hungry." Hiddenshade replied firmly, eyes remaining on the earth. All he wanted was Shorepebble...finally, when they were officially mates, having kits...and then StarClan took her.

Foggysky shifted, aware that Swampstar knew what she was getting at. "The kits will be able to survive off of water for now...we'll have to wait until the moon is full."**Silverstar** 02:17, October 13, 2016 (UTC)

Palefang flinched slightly. "Of course. I'll leave you be then." She muttered unsure whether to stay and comfort him or not.

The brown mink turned and felt a slight shift in her stomach. *What in-* the she-cat looked down at her stomach. It couldn't be. She thought silently, fear deep in her stomach. — <font face="Old English Text MT" size="5" color="#646464>Minkclaw 02:22, October 13, 2016 (UTC)

Swampstar nodded, eyes dull as he did this. "...Yes. Thank you, Foggysky." With that, the leader got up and left to mourn privately. Meanwhile, Foggysky cleaned things up before calling Hiddenshade back inside.

"...I'll be specially prepping her body. You've two toms and a lovely little molly who looks just like....just like her mother." The Medicine Cat bowed her head. "...They'll need names, Hiddenshade...and, my good mentor..." Her foggy eyes miraculously gained into her former mentor's. "...Be strong, for them."**Silverstar** 02:28, October 13, 2016 (UTC)

Palefang slipped out of camp, her pelt squeezing past the thorns and whatnots. The queen and young warrior limped slightly past Meadowbee and past her brother who gave her a funny look. — <font face="Old English Text MT" size="5" color="#646464>Minkclaw 02:33, October 13, 2016 (UTC)

(might do a little timeskip in a bit here) Hiddenshade nodded slowly, sitting down before his three kits, who mewled out as if in agony, longing for the warmth of what had been their mother. "...Names..."**Silverstar** 02:35, October 13, 2016 (UTC)

Palefang yawned as she exited the camp. The brown mink molly sighed as she slowly made her way through the territory. (big reveal coming up on Pale's baby daddy) — <font face="Old English Text MT" size="5" color="#646464>Minkclaw 02:46, October 13, 2016 (UTC)

He couldn't help but to let his gaze drift over to the little silver tabby kitten, a mini copy of her mother, and cringe. "...Coastkit." Hiddenshade knew her name immediately. Then, he moved to his sons. "Cypresskit, and Raptorkit."**Silverstar** 02:48, October 13, 2016 (UTC)

Whitetoe had heard about Shorepebble's death and was sadden. She would comfort Swampstar later; he needed peace for now. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 03:03, October 13, 2016 (UTC)

Willowspirit, hearing about the death of Shorepebble, went out of camp to get a break. The gray tabby wandered through StormClan's marsy grounds... and she saw Bouldersnow talking to Birdsoar about something. Shrugging, the tabby walked on. ---- The conversation between the two cats was getting serious. "I... kinda... like you???" Bouldersnow admitted, shuffling his paws. "I... kinda want you to be my mate, but... yeah..." The tom looked away awkwardly... he was sure that he was going to be rejected by Birdsoar. --look me in the eye 06:18, October 13, 2016 (UTC)

Hiddenshade lay around his newborn kits, offering them his love and warmth.**Silverstar** 16:32, October 13, 2016 (UTC)

To Bouldersnow's surprise, Birdsoar broke into a purr. "Oh, Bouldersnow..." the she-cat whiskpered. "Calm down. I'd be happy to be your... mate. I love you, Bouldersnow." ---- Willowspirit, too far away to hear the two cats' conversations, sat down and groomed her tabby pelt. --look me in the eye 03:26, October 14, 2016 (UTC)

(Alright, time-skip time)

Almost a moon later...

"Wake up, wake up daddy!" An excited squeal sounded into Hiddenshade's ear, and with a grown, the warrior opened an eye. The eager face of Raptorkit greeted him, the little tomkitten standing on his father. "Daddy's awake, he's awake, Cypresskit!" Coastkit bounced and cried happily to her smoke brother, who immediately popped up. Cypresskit's blue eyes glowed with energy.

"Yes! Hurry daddy, get up! You promised to show us around camp today!" Cypresskit mewled, whiskers quivering with enthusiasm. With a small grin, Hiddenshade rolled over, Raptorkit giggling as he slid off his father. "Alright, alright...I keep my promises."**Silverstar** 17:06, October 15, 2016 (UTC)

A black smoke she-kit popped ger head over a small branch that stuck out of the nursery wall. "Fogkit!" Her shrill cry echoing very loudly. The three moon old apprentice was looking for her brothers. Fogkit and Blossomkit, whom seemed to be hiding. The two-toned smoke she-cat flicked her ears towards Cypresskit and his family. *Where were her brothers?* — <font face="Old English Text MT" size="5" color="#646464>Minkclaw 17:24, October 15, 2016 (UTC)

"Hurry daddy, our we'll be apprentices before we even get outside!" Raptorkit chirped, tugging on the bulky warrior's tail. Hiddenshade glanced back at his son, eyes flashing in amusement and affection. If only Shorepebble could be there to share this moment with him... "I'm moving, don't get your tail in a knot," the warrior murmured, twitching his whiskers in amusement as Coastkit clung to her father's side. Cypresskit trotted after his family as they exited the nursery.**Silverstar** 17:27, October 15, 2016 (UTC)

Silverkit eyed them for a minute before continuing to search for her two brothers. She was sure Fogkit was near. She narrowed her golden eyes intently before racing forward to a small hole in the nursery. Fogkit snickered as Silverkit stomped towards him. *Darn!* the small tom darted put before finding another hole and dashing into it.

Palefang watched Hiddenshade. She was due any day now and would hopefully able to sleep finally. — <font face="Old English Text MT" size="5" color="#646464>Minkclaw 17:43, October 15, 2016 (UTC)

(I believe Darkfrost's kits would be apps at this time) Emberpaw licked his paws, cleaning dust from battle training with his mentor, Swiftfeather. Meanwhile, Meadowbee lie out in the sun outside the warriors den. Her first moon with the Clan was going very well. Her and Darkfrost seemed to have mended their relationship, she had become close to her sisters kits, she worked hard everyday.... She couldn't ask for anything else. Her life was perfect in her opinion. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 19:13, October 15, 2016 (UTC)

Bouldersnow and Birdsoar shared tongues in camp. The Clan knew that they'd been mates for about a moon now, and both cats couldn't have been happier. Meanwhile, Willowspirit looked at her two friends. She was happy for them, yes... but in truth, she wanted a mate as well. The gray tabby coughed softly. *Maybe one day.* --look me in the eye 21:36, October 15, 2016 (UTC)

Palefang sat under a small bush that cast shade on a third of the camp. The brown mink yawned watching Hiddenshade still.

Silverkit let out a frustrated shriek. "Cheater!" She exclaimed. The black smoke kit let out another frustrated shriek before stomping off. She stomped past Hiddenshade and his kits then last Palefang. Before long she reaches the medicine den. "Um..Foggysky? Do you need any help?" She asked. — <font face="Old English Text MT" size="5" color="#646464>Minkclaw 23:05, October 15, 2016 (UTC)

Outside of camp, Shadepaw wrestled with Dusktiger, her new mentor. She struggled against the warrior, and before long, he easily pinned her down.

Meanwhile, Hiddenshade took his three little kittens out of the nursery, Cypresskit giggling as he clung to his father's front legs. Coastkit clung to her father's back, while Raptorkit squealed in joy as he lay across his sire's head. "Okay you three, if you're going to explore camp, you probably shouldn't ride on me," the warrior grunted before his kits slipped off. "Okay, daddy!" Coastkit spoke cheerfully, walking with a little hop in her step.

"No, nor should kits be in the Medicine Cat den." The blind cat spoke sternly, twitching her ears. "So scoot along. I don't want my herbs eaten, or having you die on my...er, watch."**Silverstar** 23:10, October 15, 2016 (UTC)

Silverkit pouted. "But Fogsky! I'm almost old enough to be an apprentice. I have no interest in fighting. My interests are more along the herbs you have." She argued. "Why would I eat them?" — <font face="Old English Text MT" size="5" color="#646464>Minkclaw 23:12, October 15, 2016 (UTC)

"Out." Foggysky was in no mood to argue, rather, she lashed her tail in annoyance. Her blindness was starting to get to her...it was driving her up the wall. Plus, the stress of Shorepebble's death was really affecting her.

Curiously, Coastkit then glanced up at her father. "Daddy? Why do Dusktiger's paws always smell so stinky?" She asked, while Cypresskit got distracted and sat on Raptorkit's head, dying of laughter.**Silverstar** 23:15, October 15, 2016 (UTC)

Silverkit turned and left the den pouting. *She had an ache to be a medicine cat, but she knew Foggysky wouldn't have it.* The smoke she-cat lifted her blue gaze to see Blossomkit and Fogkit laughing at something. She twitched her silver whiskers before making her way to the exit and sitting by it.

Fogkit lifted his green gaze to see Silverkit leaving the den. The black smoke and white tabby kitten bumping Blossomkit's shoulder. "Maybe we should all go out of camp," he suggested.

"You know how much trouble we'd be in? Let's do it." — <font face="Old English Text MT" size="5" color="#646464>Minkclaw 23:19, October 15, 2016 (UTC)

Hiddenshade cast his daughter a puzzled glance, but Raptorkit, muffled by his brother, flailed and laughed. "Why're you even smelling his paws?!" Cypresskit also giggled at this, staring down at his brother. Hiddenshade moved over to his kits, trying to remove Cypresskit from Raptorkit. "Alright you two, settle down, let's move this tour along." The warrior strutted off to the warrior's den. "This is the warrior's den, in here, I sleep over-" He stopped himself, looking for his kits....um, where'd they go?**Silverstar** 23:24, October 15, 2016 (UTC)

The black smoke molly watched as both of her brothers raced over. "We're gonna explore outside camp." Silverkit grinned.

"Great! You think the Hiddenshade children wanna join?" Fogkit and Blossomkit shrugged.

"Probably not, they'd be too afraid." Fogkit said. — <font face="Old English Text MT" size="5" color="#646464>Minkclaw 23:30, October 15, 2016 (UTC)

...They were climbing up the willow tree, aka: Swampstar's den. "Oh dear StarClan..." Hiddenshade watched his kits in terror, the three kits giggling in joy, with Coastkit being the highest up.

"Can't catch me, can't catch me! She-cats rule, toms drool!" Oh, how much she was like her mother...it made Hiddenshade's heart ache. The two were so similar, in both appearance, and in fearless personality.**Silverstar** 23:32, October 15, 2016 (UTC)

Silverkit shrugged, her smoke tail swishing around her brother's blossoming stubby tail. "Right now they're about to get in trouble. So we'll ask later. Maybe tonight." She said before leading the way out.

Fogkit chuckled before grinning. His creamy teeth showing in one of the creepiest grins Blossomkit had ever seen. — <font face="Old English Text MT" size="5" color="#646464>Minkclaw 23:35, October 15, 2016 (UTC)

Eyes wide with fear, he called to his kits. "You three! Get down, now!" They paid no attention to their father, rather, Cypresskit tried to climb around his sister...

Only for the two of them to fall.**Silverstar** 23:39, October 15, 2016 (UTC)

Silverkit turned suddenly hearing the warrior's call. Her blue eyes widened and she felt as though her heart stopped as she watched them fall. "Dang!" She heard Fogkit whistle lowly. — <font face="Old English Text MT" size="5" color="#646464>Minkclaw 23:44, October 15, 2016 (UTC)

"No!! Foggysky, come quick!" Hiddenshade rushed to his fallen kits, finding Coastkit unconscious. The medicine cat already rushed over, herbs in mouth, gently prodding the kits with her paws. "...and she's so young...."**Silverstar** 23:47, October 15, 2016 (UTC)

Silverkit watched horrified. — <font face="Old English Text MT" size="5" color="#646464>Minkclaw 23:59, October 15, 2016 (UTC)

Hiddenshade's heart immediately dropped, and he backed away. First his mate, and now his daughter? "You don't mean...?" Foggysky quickly shook her head. "No, but almost worse: her leg is broken. Cypresskit only fractured a rib."**Silverstar** 00:02, October 16, 2016 (UTC)

Silverkit immediately jumped into action knowing this was the only chance she could actually show Foggysky she was meant to be a medicine cat. She grabbed several sturdy, straight sticks before rushing to her side. "Here's some sticks for ehr leg." She said, looking at Foggysky with her icy blue eyes.

Fogkit rolled his eyes. "Man, I bet that hurts." Blossomkit commented. — <font face="Old English Text MT" size="5" color="#646464>Minkclaw 00:06, October 16, 2016 (UTC)

Annoyance fell over the medicine cat. "I'm not helpless, move along, kit." She growled before returning her attention to the two injured kits. She worked on Cypresskit first, so he could breathe properly. **Silverstar** 00:09, October 16, 2016 (UTC)

Silverkit flattened her ears before stumbling back. *All she wanted to do was help! Why wouldn't let her?* The black smoke wanted to snap at the medicine cat so bad but held her tongue. — <font face="Old English Text MT" size="5" color="#646464>Minkclaw 00:12, October 16, 2016 (UTC)

Once she fixed up Cypresskit, she moved onto Coastkit, blind eyes narrowed with worry. Young cats breaking bones was not a good thing...the poor molly would probably have complications for life because of this foolish injury. Raptorkit flattened his ears, feeling extremely guilty. This was all his fault...he dared them into climbing the tree. Afraid of what would happen, he fleed from camp.**Silverstar** 00:15, October 16, 2016 (UTC)

Silverkit narrowed her golden eyes before stomping off out of camp. The young kitten had seen Raptorkit run out and knew he wanted to be alone. She followed behind him slowly. *Or he needed someone to talk too.* She slowed down while following him quite a bit and somehow ended up losing his scent. — <font face="Old English Text MT" size="5" color="#646464>Minkclaw 00:18, October 16, 2016 (UTC)

Wow...outside of camp was pretty scary. The fog was thick per usual, and the kit could hardly see in front of himself. Raptorkit moved around blindly, forcing his way through the thick mud. His father would want to kill him even more now...

Meanwhile, Foggysky finally finished Coastkit's leg, and placed her in the Medicine Cat den to wait until she awoke.**Silverstar** 00:19, October 16, 2016 (UTC)

Silverkit blinked her blue eyes against the thick fog. The black smoke molly pushed her way deeper where she thought Raptorkit had gone.

Fogkit and Blossomkit finally looked around noticing their sister was gone. "Where's Silverkit?" Fogkit asked aloud. — <font face="Old English Text MT" size="5" color="#646464>Minkclaw 00:25, October 16, 2016 (UTC)

Hey, the fog was thinning out...! Raptorkit kept walking, ran into a tree, and then sat back in confusion. Wait...that tree was by camp. He was already back at camp? Huffing, the blue smoke tomkit pushed his way back into camp, hoping his father had moved to somewhere else.

Hiddenshade sat by his injured daughter, while Cypresskit sat at his paws. Worry glowed in the warrior's eyes, while Coastkit dreamed...she dreamed of a beautiful silver tabby, who grinned fondly at her, before disappearing into thin air...yet the dream continued?**Silverstar** 00:28, October 16, 2016 (UTC)

Whitetoe sat back on her hunches and cleaned her face. She had sorted out the days patrols and didn't have much to do that rest of the day. Probably her first day off since becoming deputy.

Feathersong padded away from Shimmertail, who she had just fought with for no reason. Something was wrong with her former mentor, she knew it. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 00:31, October 16, 2016 (UTC)

Silverkit was lost now..her blue eyes now wide with fear What if she was taken by a coyote? The big monstrous things she'd heard Jumpstrike telling her brothers about! — <font face="Old English Text MT" size="5" color="#646464>Minkclaw 00:37, October 16, 2016 (UTC)

Swampstar had been sleeping, and was now awake, confused as to why there were little tiny kit claw marks on his den/tree....idiot.

Coastkit eventually woke up, looking around in confusion until her eyes rested on her father. "Daddy? W-Why am I in here?"**Silverstar** 00:39, October 16, 2016 (UTC)

Palefang had gone back to the nursery and not long after she went into labor. Not a very painful one but not equally easy either. After she has given birth to five healthy kittens. The brown mink pulled her kittens close. She hadn't seen when Coastkit had fallen but had heard about it. — <font face="Old English Text MT" size="5" color="#646464>Minkclaw 01:10, October 16, 2016 (UTC)

Hiddenshade opened his mouth, closed it, and then did it again. Telling his daughter that her leg was broken, and becoming a warrior would be difficult, nearly impossible...it was hard to say this. The smoke warrior glanced down at his paws, shuffling them slowly. "C-Coastkit, I-....you're leg's broken, sweetie...I'm sorry."**Silverstar** 01:12, October 16, 2016 (UTC)

Palefang watched as the silver and white ticked kitten pointedly gazed up at her mother with clear kitten blue eyes. "How?" She whispered. How were her eyes open she had just been born. The queen stared in fear. — <font face="Old English Text MT" size="5" color="#646464>Minkclaw 01:15, October 16, 2016 (UTC)

The little silver tabby's eyes grew round with what seemed to be both fear and shock. "Wh...What do you mean, daddy? C-Can I still be a warrior?" Coastkit spoke in a whimper, and Hiddenshade gently wrapped his tail around his daughter. Cypresskit whimpered - which was more of a wheeze because of his rib- as well, pressing close to his injured sister, while Raptorkit slowly entered the Medicine Cat den.**Silverstar** 01:19, October 16, 2016 (UTC)

Shorekit being a very troublesome soul immediately began to move. The fact that she'd just been born didn't seem to bother her at all. Palefang, however, disagreed with this and drew her daughter back to her nest. — <font face="Old English Text MT" size="5" color="#646464>Minkclaw 01:21, October 16, 2016 (UTC)

"I..." Hiddenshade closed his eyes as he trailed off. "...I don't know, Coastkit...I'm so sorry." Why couldn't he just live a simple, happy life? That was all he wanted! The former leader turned to his two sons, eyes remaining gentle. "Cypresskit, go into the nursery with your brother...you both need some rest."**Silverstar** 01:23, October 16, 2016 (UTC)

Once assured that her mother was asleep, Shorekit jumped up easily before leaping out of her next. Due to her age, she was a tiny thing, the older kittens looking like apprentices to her. — <font face="Old English Text MT" size="5" color="#646464>Minkclaw 01:29, October 16, 2016 (UTC)

"Yes, father..." Raptorkit immediately obeyed, dipping his head in grief before turning and following his injured brother into the nursery. Hiddenshade continued to sit with his daughter, attempting to comfort her.**Silverstar** 01:31, October 16, 2016 (UTC)

Shorekit watched as two big tom kittens walked into the nursery. *Why were they so sad looking?* — <font face="Old English Text MT" size="5" color="#646464>Minkclaw 01:34, October 16, 2016 (UTC)

After Coastkit fell asleep beside her father, Hiddenshade slowly made his way into the nursery to sleep with his sons, in hopes of comforting them as well.**Silverstar** 01:35, October 16, 2016 (UTC)

Shorekit was getting upset. She was wide awake and she had nobody to play with or even talk to. The silver and white ticked she-kit glared at the other kittens before angrily curling beside Palefang once more. — <font face="Old English Text MT" size="5" color="#646464>Minkclaw 01:39, October 16, 2016 (UTC)

Hiddenshade glanced over at Palefang in surprise. What...had he missed? Awkwardly, the puzzled tom stiffly approached his kits and plopped down for them to lay with him. Cypresskit complained softly. "Daddy, it huuuurts!"**Silverstar** 01:40, October 16, 2016 (UTC)

Palefang woke feeling a gaze on her. *Hiddenshade.* The brown mink lifted her slightly before meeting his gaze. Hers was filled with sorrow and something else. The queen watched him before talking. "Is Coastkit..okay?" She asked. — <font face="Old English Text MT" size="5" color="#646464>Minkclaw 01:44, October 16, 2016 (UTC)

The warrior looked at his two kits, gently nuzzling Cypresskit. "I'm sorry Cypresskit, but you're too young to have poppy seeds just yet." Hiddenshade then glanced up at Palefang, his tail wrapping around his sons. "...She's...emotionally and physically in pain."

Raptorkit was unable to sit still. Even though his heart was gripped with sorrow, he just...had too much energy. So he climbed up on his father's back, and sat there, shifting.**Silverstar** 01:46, October 16, 2016 (UTC)

Palefang felt a sort of sorrow for the little silver tabby. Shorepebble's look alike. "The poor thing." She murmured. "What happened exactly?" She licked Shorekit's head as she spoke. The little silver and white ticked cat purring during this. — <font face="Old English Text MT" size="5" color="#646464>Minkclaw 01:53, October 16, 2016 (UTC)

"Her 'n her brothers were climbing Swampstar's den the moment I turned my back." Hiddenshade grunted as Raptorkit jumped off his back, the tomkit later sniffing around the den curiously. "She and Cypresskit fell...thankfully, he only broke a rib."**Silverstar** 01:55, October 16, 2016 (UTC)

Palefang's aqua eyes widened. "Oh dear," the queen said. "They seem very troublesome." She said. "Might want to keep a very close eye on them." she said. Shorekit watched her mother and Hiddenshade closely. *When would they fall asleep again?* — <font face="Old English Text MT" size="5" color="#646464>Minkclaw 02:06, October 16, 2016 (UTC)

"Yeah...." Grief flashed in his eyes, and he rested his head only big paws. "...It'd be easier if their mother was still here." Raptorkit glanced at his father in confusion, before letting out a quiet whimper. "...we had a mother?"**Silverstar** 02:08, October 16, 2016 (UTC)

"She was a very brave cat, Hiddenshade." Palefang said, watching Raptorkit for a minute. *Would talking about he other parent bring up whom fathered her kits? — <font face="Old English Text MT" size="5" color="#646464>Minkclaw 02:19, October 16, 2016 (UTC)*

Whitetoe saw Swampstar and strutted over to him. "Hey, Swampstar. I've sorted out all the patrols, and the dawn patrol returned with nothing to report."

Meadowbee sat up from her sun bathing. Although it was leafbare, it was quite warm. She decided she'd go on a solo hunt. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 02:37, October 16, 2016 (UTC)

"I know...one of the many reasons why I loved her." The warrior cast his son a nervous glance, refusing to answer Raptorkit's question.

Swampstar looked up. "Good, good..."**Silverstar** 02:55, October 16, 2016 (UTC)

Whitetoe looked down at her paws, then back up at the leader. "So... uh... do you want to hunt again... without breaking your neck?" —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 03:00, October 16, 2016 (UTC)

Swampstar hesitated, glancing up at the sky. He'd have to leave at sunhigh...he still had time. "...Alright, but it's going to have to be quick."**Silverstar** 03:02, October 16, 2016 (UTC)

Whitetoe nodded. She hadn't spoken to him much ever since his sister passed... She whipped around and began to pad for the camps entrance with her head held proudly. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 03:04, October 16, 2016 (UTC)

The leader flicked his tail, following behind his deputy with his head low. He was really going to do this...no, not hunting, but...something else, something much more daunting to a regular soul.**Silverstar** 03:05, October 16, 2016 (UTC)

Whitetoe kept to her path in the marshes. Was it her or was Swampstar acting... strange? probably just her, she must have sniffed too much catmint... Meanwhile, Morningwing sat in camp, cleaning his claws. His next meeting with Frostfire was soon! He was excited. He regretted telling his brother, he didn't seem to want to speak to him any longer, and he was sure he had blabbed to Feathersong about it, she kept giving him glares. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 03:12, October 16, 2016 (UTC)

Swampstar tasted the air of prey, trying to block out his thoughts about what he was going to do in a few hours to come. He was excited, but...he was also terrified.---- Dusksong snorted, continuing to glance down at Shadepaw as she remained pin. "Well? You gonna do something?"**Silverstar** 03:14, October 16, 2016 (UTC)

"Are you okay?" Whitetoe asked after a moment, turning to look at Swampstar. She hadn't had catmint! he was acting weird. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 03:24, October 16, 2016 (UTC)

"M-Me?" He had flinched in surprise when she spoke. "Oh, yes, I'm perfectly fine...just the weather making me on edge."**Silverstar** 03:25, October 16, 2016 (UTC)

Whitetoe rolled her eyes. "Whatever," she flicked her tail and veered away through the marshes as she scented frog. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 03:27, October 16, 2016 (UTC)

She-cats...he'd never understand them. Shrugging it off, Swampstar continued with his hunting, walking silently.**Silverstar** 03:53, October 16, 2016 (UTC)

Shorekit stared at the two Warriors that slept in the nursery. Her mother and Hiddenshade, both asleep now. She sighed in relief before getting up and slipping out of the nursery silently. The stars shone up in the night sky, the slowly turning blue to sea-green eyes of Shorekit widened in awe. "Whoa!" She whispered. The silver and white ticked cat looked around for something to do. The camp had gotten silent and Swampstar and Whitetoe were gone.

The newborn kitten, who should be sleeping right now, figured she'd visit this Coastkit her mother had been talking about to the other cat. — <font face="Old English Text MT" size="5" color="#646464>Minkclaw 04:14, October 16, 2016 (UTC)

Coastkit continued to sleep, eager to see that pretty silver tabby again that looked so much like herself. Yet, she dreamed of butterflies and flowers...but not of that silver tabby.

Raptorkit, meanwhile, had finally fallen asleep, right on top of his father's head.**Silverstar** 04:23, October 16, 2016 (UTC)

Shorekit realizing that Coastkit was older than her dashed to the fresh-kill pile to fetch the silver tabby a mouse or something better. Among the best of it she found a big, thick, juicy, plump vole. She bit down on the brown, dull scruff and began to proceed to dragging it to the medicine den, probably making quite a bit of noise. — <font face="Old English Text MT" size="5" color="#646464>Minkclaw 04:35, October 16, 2016 (UTC)

Marshkit watched his siblings do all kinds of things... he wanted to join them, but was too shy. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 20:46, October 16, 2016 (UTC)

*Where'd she go?* Coastkit pushed herself forward in her dream, searching for that silver tabby that seemed so similar to herself. She couldn't even smell her...

Raptorkit grunted as he fell off his father's head, flinching away as he lay on the ground. That was a...sudden awakening.**Silverstar** 23:29, October 16, 2016 (UTC)

Marshkit padded into the clearing. Wow, he had gone two feet! he was doing amazingly well! Swiftfeather hunted alongside Shimmertail, the two were becoming close... Meanwhile, Feathersong sniffed a patch of flowers and rubbed her pelt on them. She enjoyed their sweet scent. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 23:49, October 16, 2016 (UTC)

Full moon, Gathering time...the medicine cat aproached her leader, both having announced that they would not attend. "...are you ready, Swampstar? Sure you still want to do this?"**Silverstar** 00:00, October 17, 2016 (UTC)

Emberpaw sat boredly in the apprentices den. He was angry he hadn't been chosen to go to the Gathering. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 00:04, October 17, 2016 (UTC)

Swampstar took in a slow, deep breath before nodding at his medicine cat. "I want to do this, I know what I'll be sacrificing...and it's worth it." With that, he followed Foggysky out of camp.**Silverstar** 00:06, October 17, 2016 (UTC)

Marshkit snooped around the apprentices den. He didn't think anyone was still in there... so maybe he could pick his nest, real early! —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 00:10, October 17, 2016 (UTC)

Together, Foggysky and Swampstar ventured quickly to the Sacred Pond, the medicine cat motioning to the leader. "Step forth, Swampstar...speak with StarClan of these matters."

Suddenly, Hiddenshade awoke with a jolt, Raptorkit staring up at his father in confusion. Was he...sensing something?**Silverstar** 00:13, October 17, 2016 (UTC)

Shorekit dragged the vole into the medicine den stumping on a silver tabby striped tail. *Oh darn!* That was Coastkit's tail. The silver and white ticked kitten stared knowing that must have hurt after a minute she turned and stared at the vole. *What now?* — <font face="Old English Text MT" size="5" color="#646464>Minkclaw 01:35, October 17, 2016 (UTC)

Nodding, Swampstar lay down drink the water before falling asleep, seeing a Starclan cat in his sleep. "...I'd like to give up a life."**Silverstar** 02:24, October 17, 2016 (UTC)

Marshkit made his way into the apprentices den and hopped through the nests, trying to figure out which one was the best. Emberpaw flicked an ear when he heard werid noises. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 02:27, October 17, 2016 (UTC)

"And for whom?" The Starclan cat eyed Swampstar curiously. "...my sister, Shorepebble."**Silverstar** 02:38, October 17, 2016 (UTC)

More rustling. Emberpaw whipped around and spotted a shadow. "Who's there?" he hissed, a challenge in his voice. Marshkit froze. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 02:56, October 17, 2016 (UTC)

The starry cat nodded slowly. "...As you wish, sir..." With that, the leader's vision started to fade to black, until he saw nothing.**Silverstar** 03:02, October 17, 2016 (UTC)

Emberpaw sprang onto the frozen kit. He sniffed him. "Marshkit? I thought you were a fox! I could've really hurt you." —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 03:09, October 17, 2016 (UTC)

He awoke besides the Sacred Pond, Shorepebble shaking him awake with a furious look. "Idiot!! Why'd you give up your life, you should've kept it!" Swampstar pushed his sister off, eyes narrowed sharply. "Because you're my sister, and I love you. Plus..." He glanced down at the ground. "...even though I'm not pleased with you 'n Hiddenshade, I just couldn't bear to see him so sad...nor do I wish for your kits to go without a mother. Now c'mon: let's get home to them."**Silverstar** 21:31, October 18, 2016 (UTC)

Marshkit and Emberpaw talked during the night, and then the two even played together. Marshkit loved Emberpaw! He was amazing! —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 21:51, October 18, 2016 (UTC)

Swampstar escorted his sister back to camp, purring all the meanwhile. Shorepebble still didn't seem too pleased that her brother 'wasted' a life, but as soon as she returned to camp and saw Hiddenshade, she tackled the tom with an overjoyed purr. "Hiddenshade, it's me, Swampstar brought me back!!"**Silverstar** 21:56, October 18, 2016 (UTC)

Whitetoe arrived back to camp, leading her tired Clan. She padded wearily into the clearing, then her eyes widened and she no longer felt tired. "Shorepebble...?" —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 22:17, October 18, 2016 (UTC)

"Daddy is under attack!!" Like an idiot, Raptorkit came racing from the nursery, eyes wide. Cypresskit stumbled out as well, pain stinging in his broken paw. "Great StarClan...it's a giant Coastkit!!"**Silverstar** 00:48, October 19, 2016 (UTC)

Whitetoe stood where she was. What happened? Had Shorepebble left the Clan? or was she dreaming? —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 01:02, October 19, 2016 (UTC)

Shorekit watched with wide sea-green eyes. The silver and white ticked cat giggled before racing forward onto her siblings. — Minkclaw 01:05, October 19, 2016 (UTC)

"No, Cypresskit...this is your lovely mother, Shorepebble." Hiddenshade gazed up at his mate fondly. "...Swampstar gave up a life to bring me back..." Shorepebble answered almost breathlessly.**Silverstar** 01:07, October 19, 2016 (UTC)

Whitetoe overheard, of course she was evesdropping. *Swampstar gave up a life to bring Shorepebble back?* She wandered around. She wanted to speak with her leader. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 01:10, October 19, 2016 (UTC)

Swampstar sat by the exit with the slightest grin, watching his sister as she curiously met her kits with a warm voice. Kits...he never expected his tough sister to have them.**Silverstar** 01:36, October 19, 2016 (UTC)

Wolfflame made his way into camp. He'd been working hard as a warrior and hopefully Islandkit would be awake so he could visit her. If course he expected Echosong to throw a fuss at this.

Echosong had actually had enough and had taken Islandkit and had ran from camp the minute Wolfflame left. The grey queen lashed her tail before looking down at her daughter. She looked nothing like him. Thank StarClan. — Minkclaw 12:20, October 19, 2016 (UTC)

Whitetoe spotted Swampstar and pounded over to him. She wasn't sure if she was mad or what. Stopping in front of him, she began. "You gave up a life for Shorepebble?" she asked, bluntly. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 13:16, October 19, 2016 (UTC)

Wolfflame stared at his daughter as she sat with her mother. Echosong galring coldly at her brother, he was wrong in so many ways but yet she knew he needed help. Mentally.

Islandkit looked at her father then up at her mother. "Ma, why is he sitting there and never gets to see me?" She asked.

Palefern made her way to Wolfstep. She was excited to tell him her news. She was expecting! — Minkclaw 14:36, October 19, 2016 (UTC)

"I did, and it was worth it..." the leader trailed off, continuing to watch his sister as her kits leaped into her. "-....and it was totally worth it."**Silverstar** 19:53, October 19, 2016 (UTC)

Whitetoe still didn't know how she felt. She followed his gaze, looking worried, towards Shorepebble and her kits. "Yes it was... You did a good thing...Those kits deserve their mother." —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 19:58, October 19, 2016 (UTC)

"Definitely, they seem even more alive." Swampstar murmured, craning his neck to bite at an itch. "...Hiddenshade too, I've never seen him so happy."**Silverstar** 20:35, October 19, 2016 (UTC)

Whitetoe didn't reply, just sat watching the kits and parents together. ---- Emberpaw play-fought with Marshkit. Emberpaw's dumb mentor kept hanging out with that dumb she-cat Shimmertail instead of him. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 21:18, October 19, 2016 (UTC)

"Shorepebble, I-..." Hiddenshade trailed off, recalling Coastkit's accident. The poor kit was still camping out in the Medicine Cat's den. "-...our daughter, she looks just like you, her name's Coastkit...after you, of course." He let his gaze slide over to Foggysky's den. "She broke her leg, the same day Cypresskit broke his paw...I'm so sorry."**Silverstar** 01:34, October 20, 2016 (UTC)

Flyshade walked out of the Warriors' den ready for a walk. It had been almost a week since she'd met Sunshadow and his bitter attitude somehow drew her in. — Minkclaw 19:26, October 22, 2016 (UTC)

Sunshadow was getting revenge. Hunt on his territory, then he'd hunt on yours. Besides, his littermates were too busy babbling about Risingsun for some reason.**Silverstar** 19:29, October 22, 2016 (UTC)

Birdsoar laid in a patch of sunlight outside the warriors' den with her mate. ---- Willowspirit sat outside the warriors' den. --look me in the eye 19:30, October 22, 2016 (UTC)

Flyshade made her way out of camp her golden gaze light. *What to do..* She scented the air and funny thing she scented a RockClan cat. — Minkclaw 19:38, October 22, 2016 (UTC)

Shorepebble sat with Coastkit in the Medicine Cat den, finding her daughter still asleep. Instead, the queen gently stroked her daughter's flank.

Sunshadow growled to himself as his pelt was covered in mud. *Those pigs live in this filth?***Silverstar** 19:40, October 22, 2016 (UTC)

Flyshade made her way through the mud that oddly blended in with her dark smoky pelt. The tabby molly leapt across a medium sized mud puddle. She knew which RockClan cat this was. Sunshadow. She finally caught up to him. "Way to get revenge," she called eyes lit with humor. (Insert Sarcasm)Bite Me, Dean! 02:49, October 23, 2016 (UTC)

Sunshadow curled a lip, keeping a strong stance. "Just doing my duty...and my right."**Silverstar** 02:57, October 23, 2016 (UTC)

Flyshade's gaze followed the tom. *What was the point in stopping him? It was only fair that he did this.* "I gueess," she murmured softly. (Insert Sarcasm)Bite Me, Dean! 03:27, October 23, 2016 (UTC)

Sunshadow snorted stupidly, standing there as if he was the greatest thing StarClan had ever placed on the earth. "And you aren't even going to do anything?"**Silverstar** 03:28, October 23, 2016 (UTC)

"Not really," she said. The black smoke tabby lashed her tail before flicking her tail at him. "Besides its fair considering I did the exact same thing." She replied. (Insert Sarcasm)Bite Me, Dean! 04:00, October 23, 2016 (UTC)

Sunshadow made not a noise, secretly taken by surprise. "And when your leader hears of this?"**Silverstar** 00:52, October 24, 2016 (UTC)

A few sunrises later, after sending out patrols, Whitetoe crouched, the hunters crouch. A few tail-lengths away, Marshkit tried to copy her the best he could, while Emberpaw studied him. "Stop twitching your tail, and lift it up a bit. Not that high! Okay, that looks good. Didn't I say to keep it still?"

Feathersong watched Shimmertail leave camp with Swiftwhisker. Ever since she started hanging out with that tom, she had changed... she wasn't very kind anymore, very mean to be exact, she had even struck Feathersong's ear a few days before. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 23:29, October 25, 2016 (UTC)

Hawkkit flicked her tail in frustration, she was bored and Marshkit and Emberpaw just wanted to lie around. The tabby kitten licked the white flash of fur on her chest before jumping past them. "Come on," she snapped angrily. "Let's go explore or something." Her paws jumpy and full of energy. (Insert Sarcasm)Bite Me, Dean! 02:55, October 27, 2016 (UTC)

Marshkit lifted his head, tired out from training with Whitetoe that morning. "Urgh... five more minutes..." Emberpaw groaned. Marshkit climbed to his paws. "Explore what?" he asked. "Outside camp!" Emberpaw mewed, quietly, but excitedly. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 02:59, October 27, 2016 (UTC)

Hawkkit didn't wait for their whiny voices, well whiny to her. She had them going everywhere. The tabby molly dashed her way to the exit, making sure the deputy nor Swampstar were near.
"Follow me," she said. When her mother had sent her from StarClan the kitten had wandered for days without food or water and well she'd learnt quite a bit about her Clan's territory. (Insert Sarcasm)Bite Me, Dean! 03:08, October 27, 2016 (UTC)

Emberpaw leaped to his paws and lightly scrambled after her, making sure no one was looking. If they got caught he'd take the blame. Marshkit trailed after them, looking unsure. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 03:09, October 27, 2016 (UTC)

"Oh shut it, Marshy!" Hawkkit said shutting up the whiny cat. Her green gaze searching around. Her friends were an interesting lot, especially Marshkit. Whiny kit afraid of everything. "Hm...what first?" She asked herself. (Insert Sarcasm)Bite Me, Dean! 03:20, October 27, 2016 (UTC)

"Oooh, let's go to the border, I've heard that we can see coyotes sometimes!" Emberpaw suggested, lashing his tail with excitement. Marshkit kept silent, but in his mind he willed Hawkkit to refuse. Getting mauled didn't sound fun at all. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 03:32, October 27, 2016 (UTC)

"Great!" She exclaimed while Marshkit stayed silent. *Baby,* the other kit thought. The brown tabby she-kit followed behind suit, Emberpaw's tail lightly touching the tabby's ears. "Move your tail, fox-brain." She said. (Insert Sarcasm)Bite Me, Dean! 03:41, October 27, 2016 (UTC)

"Move your head, beetle-brain!" Emberpaw grumbled, leading the way, while Marshkit trailed behind. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 03:42, October 27, 2016 (UTC)

Hawkkit ignored this and finally evened herself out with the larger cat. "Were you ever told stories on Risingstar?" She asked. Her mother had told her to beware the Dark Forest leader and never and she meant *never* listen to anything her or any of the Dark Forest cats said. Shorewillow had been desperate when telling her daughter this as it was foretold that Hawkkit's future could destroy what everyone had known. (Insert Sarcasm)Bite Me, Dean! 03:58, October 27, 2016 (UTC)

Emberpaw shrugged. "Swiftfeather gives me history lessions that I don't listen to, I've heard the name before though." —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 04:00, October 27, 2016 (UTC)

"I wonder why she's classified as evil?" She asked, sparking her interest in the tale and memory of Risingstar. The Dark Forest cat was sure to feel this small flicker of interest in her legend. (Insert Sarcasm)Bite Me, Dean! 04:09, October 27, 2016 (UTC)

"Stop talking about her!" Marshkit whimpered. "I've heard just saying her name can make her appear and eat naughty kits, and we're being naughty right now!" —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 04:13, October 27, 2016 (UTC)

Hawkkit snickered. "Maybe you need some toughening up, maybe she'll visit you in your dreams tonight." The tabby commented fearlessly. (Insert Sarcasm)Bite Me, Dean! 04:25, October 27, 2016 (UTC)

"That's it, I'm going back to camp!" Marshkit announced, turning back the way they came. "And what are you going to tell the Clan when they see you walking in, hmm?" Emberpaw questioned. Meanwhile, back at camp, Whitetoe groomed out the dust and leaves from her pelt.—**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 13:57, October 27, 2016 (UTC)

Hawkkit snickered once more at her friend. "Come on, Marshy. Don't be big baby." She said. Her thoughts were to use his sisters against him. "Do you know how much trouble you would get in if Palefang knew you were out? Especially since she's friends with Hiddenshade." The tabby kitten taunted. (Insert Sarcasm)Bite Me, Dean! 14:12, October 27, 2016 (UTC)

"Fine. I'll stay, but I'm not happy about it," Marshkit muttered, continuing to follow his friends. Meanwhile, Risingstorm stalked a vole nearby. He knew he was on a Clans territory, but he didn't care. He despised the Clans with all of his heart. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 14:50, October 27, 2016 (UTC)

Hawkkit now silent caught sight of a loner. "Er, Emberpaw what do we do if this happens?" She asked signaling to the tom, who seemed familiar. Maybe he knew her mother by any chance? (Insert Sarcasm)Bite Me, Dean! 15:51, October 27, 2016 (UTC)

Emberpaw blinked at the rogue, just noticing him, while Marshkit squealed "Run!" and pelted away to hide in a clump of bracken. Risingstorm jerked his head sharply when he heard voices. He saw two young cats standing a few tail-lengths away. He narrowed his eyes and bared his fangs at them. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 16:20, October 27, 2016 (UTC)

Hawkkit closed her eyes seeing her mother's starry body. That's how she always knew he rmother and father, as StarClan cats. She hadn't really told much of anyone where she had come from and who her parents were. (Insert Sarcasm)Bite Me, Dean! 16:25, October 27, 2016 (UTC)

Emberpaw glared back at the rogue, though he trembled. He had never really fought a real battle before. Risingstorm studied the cats, putting his fangs away. The she-cat smelled familiar...

Meanwhile, as Whitetoe groomed her pelt, she wondered. She was well, starting to believe she may have a crush on Swampstar, gross. But he was a good cat, and she wasn't disappointed in her choice. But wouldn't that be wrong, the deputy having feelings for the leader? If something did happen to him, would Whitetoe be able to lead the Clan properly? —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 22:37, October 27, 2016 (UTC)

Swampstar lay in front of his den, groaning as two kits clambered all over him. His two nephews were playing on the leader, who was clearly unamused, but didn't budge. He was being a good sport...he had to admit, his sister's kits were pretty cute. Raptorkit lay lazily on the leader's head, while Cypresskit rolled at the leader's chest.**Silverstar** 22:40, October 27, 2016 (UTC)

Don't get her wrong, she ***loved***  being the Clans deputy but she had to look at the truth; she couldn't remain in her position. Her gaze shifted over towards Swampstar. She should announce that she would be stepping down... would he be angry? —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 22:43, October 27, 2016 (UTC)

Slowly, Raptorkit leaned forward, slinking off Swampstar's head in at a very steady pace. "Ergh...ok you two, ok...you're crushing me to bits, go see your sister." He grunted, the kits frowning before racing off to visit Coastkit.**Silverstar** 22:45, October 27, 2016 (UTC)

Whitetoe took in a deep breath and padded across the clearing towards the leader. "Hello, Swampstar," she greeted him with a simple tail flick. "I... I must step down as your deputy. It's personal," she murmured. Huh, that was easy. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 22:47, October 27, 2016 (UTC)

Swampstar looked up in surprise, and although he tried to hold it back, frowned. "Oh...ok, I understand. You're free to return to your duties then, thanks for serving me." He had to admit, he'd...miss having her as his constant company, but he'd still have her around as a warrior! "I'll be announcing our new deputy shortly, then."**Silverstar** 22:48, October 27, 2016 (UTC)

"Thank you so much for understanding, Swampstar," Whitetoe murmured, dipping her head to the tom, then padded away, head held high and proud.

Meanwhile, Morningwing returned from hunting, mud splattered all over his pelt. He carried a mouse by it's tail and a sparrow. He glanced around. He wanted to give Dusktiger a peace offering, maybe he'd be forgiven? —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 22:52, October 27, 2016 (UTC)

Swampstar leaped onto the rock in his tree, and summoned his clan with a yowl. "Whitetoe has stepped down from her position as deputy for personal reasons, so now, I must choose a new deputy. I say these words before StarClan, so that the spirits of our warrior ancestors may hear and approve of my choice...the new deputy of StormClan is Morningwing."**Silverstar** 22:59, October 27, 2016 (UTC)

The prey that was in Morningwing's jaws fell out and he looked over to the rock where Swampstar stood. "Me?" he murmured. A blind cat with a terrible personality? —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 23:34, October 27, 2016 (UTC)

"No, the *other* Morningwing," the leader twitched his whiskers in good-natured humor, slowly tipping his head to the side. "Well? Do you accept this great responsibility?"**Silverstar** 00:22, October 28, 2016 (UTC)

Morningwing dipped his head, his heart pounding. "I do," he said quietly, his voice hardly more then a whisper. Wow... he was StormClan's deputy. When he was a kit, he never would have thought he would go so far... —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 00:25, October 28, 2016 (UTC)

Swampstar dipped his head. "Then I welcome you as my new deputy, Morningwing." Dusktiger blinked in surprise, secretly impressed, although he was still too angry to congratulate his brother.**Silverstar** 00:26, October 28, 2016 (UTC)

Feathersong wasn't pleased with Swampstar's choice, a disloyal cat as deputy... who would have thought... Morningwing padded towards his brother, fast, wanting to speak with him before he bolted. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 00:30, October 28, 2016 (UTC)

Upon spotting his brother approached, Dusktiger quickly turned, looking for an escape goat. "Hey, Shadepaw, we're going out training...right now!" He swiftly called to his dark apprentice, who looked up in surprise.**Silverstar** 00:31, October 28, 2016 (UTC)

"I can come with you," Morningwing suggested. Then he could trap his brother! "Shadepaw *does* need to learn how to fend off two enmies, right, Shadepaw?" he looked toward where the apprentices scent was drifting. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 00:35, October 28, 2016 (UTC)

"We're practicing our hunting, that kind of training." The dark tabby responded swiftly with a sharp narrow of his eyes. "...you probably have 'better' things to do, don't you?"**Silverstar** 00:38, October 28, 2016 (UTC)

"Fine, Dusktiger, if that's how you want it to be," Morningwing murmured. He would try again later... he didn't want to cause a scene. "Go on and train your apprentice," he huffed, turning, and padding lightly away. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 00:42, October 28, 2016 (UTC)

Shadepaw stood their awkwardly, watching the two brothers in confusion. Why was she being drug into this....? "C'mon Shadepaw, let's train." Dusktiger grunted loudly, flattening his ears as he stomped out of camp, the dark apprenticen nervously following.**Silverstar** 00:44, October 28, 2016 (UTC)

(maybe when creek goes to get his nine lives morning'n frost can meet up?) Morningwing plopped down, his thoughts a bit angry with his brother. Why did he have to be so stubborn? —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 00:47, October 28, 2016 (UTC)

(fine by me) Swampstar sat down somewhere in camp, silently observing his clan, although his mind was nagging at something else. Why did Whitetoe step down. Did she not like him? Was he too annoying? Did he...smell?!**Silverstar** 00:48, October 28, 2016 (UTC)

Morningwing remembered his meeting with Frostfire was tomorrow night. He shifted. He'd have to leave in the morning... How was he going to do that when he had patrols to sort out? Maybe he could talk to Swampstar? But then he might be asked... questions...

Whitetoe approved of Swampstar's choice. Morningwing was bold, maybe a bit bold for his own good, but still a good cat. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 00:53, October 28, 2016 (UTC)

Hesitating, Swampstar slowly rose to his paws, making his way to Whitetoe. "Hey...I- you didn't step down because I was bothering you or anything, right? If I...upset you somehow, I didn't mean to."**Silverstar** 00:57, October 28, 2016 (UTC)

Whitetoe couldn't help but let out a laugh. She quickly stopped. "Oh, no, you weren't bothering me at all, don't worry, it's nothing terrible." —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 01:00, October 28, 2016 (UTC)

"Oh, ok." He nodded slowly. "J-Just wanted to make sure."**Silverstar** 01:06, October 28, 2016 (UTC)

"Are you okay?" Whitetoe asked. Did he not believe her? —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 01:13, October 28, 2016 (UTC)

"Well...." Swampstar hesitated, unsure of how to put it. "...just a bit sad, I guess? I enjoyed your...company."**Silverstar** 01:14, October 28, 2016 (UTC)

Whitetoe smiled and dipped her head. "It's not like I'm leaving the Clan, we'll still be seeing each other all the time... But I do admit, I'll miss working with you as well." —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 01:17, October 28, 2016 (UTC)

He nodded slowly. "Yeah, that was what I meant...." Swampstar drifted off into awkward silence, unsure of what to say to her next.**Silverstar** 01:20, October 28, 2016 (UTC)

Whitetoe looked at him thoughtfully. Should she tell him why she really had stepped down? She knew she wouldn't feel too awkward with it, but would he? —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 01:24, October 28, 2016 (UTC)

Continuing to shift in his awkward little manner, Swampstar moved his gaze to the sky. Should he mention the weather? No, no, too cheesey...**Silverstar** 01:25, October 28, 2016 (UTC)

Oh well, she'd tell him anyways! "Look, the reason why I stepped down is because I like you," Whitetoe said simplely. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 01:26, October 28, 2016 (UTC)

Willowspirit nodded as she watched Morningwing become deputy... her former apprentice. *Hopefully he'll serve this Clan well.* ---- Birdsoar fiddled around with her new nest in the nursery. She was expecting Bouldersnow's kits... the warrior was surprised that this had happened so soon, but whatever. He'd been notified, of course, even though there was still another moon to go. --look me in the eye 03:34, October 28, 2016 (UTC)

Swampstar paused, a surprised. Wait, did she mean 'like' as a character, or like him as in...romance? "I...what do you mean?"**Silverstar** 01:18, October 29, 2016 (UTC)

"Oh... well... you know, just like you," Whitetoe replied, not being very clear with herself. "Kind of like, like you. I didn't want it to get in the way with my jobs." —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 14:02, October 29, 2016 (UTC)

Swampstar blinked, still unsure of what she meant. Probably romantic, right? A friendly 'like' wouldn't make things get in the way of your duties. "...O-Oh..."**Silverstar** 22:36, October 29, 2016 (UTC)

Whitetoe nodded. "Yeah. I wanted to be honest with you, so you didn't think that you were too annoying to me or anything... you're not... So yeah," she meowed. "No big deal." —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 22:40, October 29, 2016 (UTC)

Swampstar nodded slowly. "No big deal..." he echoed before shifting nervously. What if he felt the same? Could he not handle his duties as well?**Silverstar** 22:42, October 29, 2016 (UTC)

"Swampstar's too busy with Shorepebble and all." The warrior said, her eyes going to the sky before slowly turned to face the sky. The wind coursing through her short fur. (Insert Sarcasm)Bite Me, Dean! 02:38, October 31, 2016 (UTC)

"Sure sounds like *quite* the leader." The RockClan warrior let out a snort. "I might as well just take over your territory if he's not going to even bother with it."**Silverstar** 02:40, October 31, 2016 (UTC)

Flyshade flattened her ears at this. "Um.." was her only response. Now she was unsure and very wary of the cat. Was that his intention? She hadn't meant harm by trying that squirrel. (Insert Sarcasm)Bite Me, Dean! 02:46, October 31, 2016 (UTC)

"I'm just joking, that's far too much work." Sunshadow mumbled under his breath. "That, and my littermates would beat me senseless."**Silverstar** 02:49, October 31, 2016 (UTC)

Flyshade flicked her smoke ears towards the tom. *Littermates?* "You have siblings," she whispered to herself before speaking louder for him to hear. "What are they like?" She asked. (Insert Sarcasm)Bite Me, Dean! 03:07, October 31, 2016 (UTC)

"Yeah, it kinda sucks." Sunshadow muttered under his breath. "Two sisters and a brother. Smokecloud is kinda our leader, tries to keep us all in line...which can be annoying. Rainstorm's pretty adventurous, kinda sassy and a bit too bold for her own good, but she only likes to have fun. Cloudfrost...she's real shy, so we all protect her."**Silverstar** 03:10, October 31, 2016 (UTC)

Flyshade smiled as he spoke surprisingly fondly of his brother and sisters. The smoke tabby thought of her own. Talltail and Palefang. Talltail had been too busy being alone these days and Palefang had just grown quiet since her confession to Hiddenshade and all that had happened with Swampstar. (Insert Sarcasm)Bite Me, Dean! 03:14, October 31, 2016 (UTC)

"But of course, they all have their annoying sides," he complained with a small roll of his eyes.**Silverstar** 03:18, October 31, 2016 (UTC)

"They do, don't they." She replied. Her thoughts on her brother, he could be annoying and bothersome when he wanted. Which was usually every morning where he decided to jump all over her rib cage and cause her to be sore for the rest of the day. Palefang, on the other paw, wasn't as bothersome. She used to have her moments where she demanded for attention or someone to talk too but now she stayed quiet. (Insert Sarcasm)Bite Me, Dean! 03:27, October 31, 2016 (UTC)

"I take it you have littermates of your own?" Questioned the smoke tom, who now seated himself.**Silverstar** 03:28, October 31, 2016 (UTC)

"Yeah, their a very peculiar lot." She replied. "Palefang has just had her own litter after her little fallout with one of our Clan's warriors. Not really a fallout but.." she trailed. "Talltail is very busysome." She continued. (Insert Sarcasm)Bite Me, Dean! 03:33, October 31, 2016 (UTC)

"Who are you?" Risingstorm demanding to the kittens in front of him. All puny and sad to look at. Emberpaw fluffed out his pelt, puffing out his chest. "I am Emberpaw. Apprentice of StormClan." —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 22:53, November 1, 2016 (UTC)

"None of my littermates have kits or even a mate of their own," Sunshadow grunted with a careless shrug. "And they're the only family I got, so I'm fine with that." He didn't dare mention his StarClan mother.**Silverstar** 00:17, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

Morningwing plodded through the marshes and stopped once he had at last reached him and Frostfire's meeting place. His heart pounded. He despartely wanted her here with him. His heart ached at the fact they lived miles away from each other. He had thought it, denied it, and knew it now for a long time. He was in love with Frostfire. How could he keep doing this? He was StormClan's deputy for crying out loud, and he kept sneaking off to meet a RockClan she-cat... —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 01:54, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

Frostfire kept thinking about her conversation with her brother, over and over, and was in constant turmoil. RockClan's deputy...she was living the dream of almost every cat in the Clans, yet she was unsatisfied. No, she didn't want the position...she wanted *Morningwing*. Pricking her ears, Frostfire caught sight of the tom and raced forward. "M-Morningwing! I...I have news."**Silverstar** 01:57, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

Morningwing blinked at her, feeling his heart lift when he heard her voice and smelled her sweet scent. "What is it?" he asked. *I have news, too.* He added, silently. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 02:01, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

"Look, this'll...this'll probably sound weird in all...but...-" She trailed off, constantly shifting nervously. "I-I love you, Morningwing. But I'm deputy of my Clan, and...I was hoping you'd come back home to RockClan."**Silverstar** 02:04, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

Morningwing's heart felt like it skipped a beat. She loved him too! But then it felt like it dropped and at the same time shocked. First he purred. "Frostfire, I love you too, I really do," he meowed, breifly touching his nose to her cheek. "But... I can't come with you to RockClan... I... I'm *StormClan's* deputy..." —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 02:07, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

Eyes growing round with shock, Frostfire stepped back. Two deputies from two different clans, in love...how could this possibly work? Morningwing was so devoted to his Clan, she could see it in his eyes...He wanted this, didn't he? He wanted to be the deputy...and Frostfire had been made deputy of her Clan out of dumb luck. "Then...I-I'll join StormClan with you. My brother and I already got into a fight, and I love my Clan, but...I think I love you more."**Silverstar** 02:09, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

"Frostfire..." Morningwing said, softly. "You don't have to do this..." he murmured, although he knew that it was probably no use. "...are you sure?" —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 02:12, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

"Of course I'm sure!" The monochromatic she-cat gently touched her nose to his shoulder. "You know I'd do anything for you...I'd be happier at your side, the side of my best friend, than sitting around with some fancy title."**Silverstar** 02:15, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

Morningwing pushed his nose into the fur on her shoulder. "Thank you so much, Frostfire," he purred. He felt so happy, like he could do a backflip, then break his neck. "... do you want to say good-bye to your Clan?" —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 02:18, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

Frostfire closed her eyes as she felt the tom embrace her. "Yes, I have to..." she trailed off, trying to think of what she'd say to her Clan. "...I'll tell them that I feel unfit to be deputy, and that something calls for me in StormClan...adventure, something like that."**Silverstar** 02:21, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

Morningwing nodded. "I can come with you, if you want." —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 02:23, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

"No, no, stay with your Clan." Frostfire urged, slowly stepping away from him. "I'll be back as soon as possible, I promise."**Silverstar** 02:26, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

Nodding, Morningwing sat down. "I'll wait for you in this spot," he meowed, curling his tail around his paws. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 02:29, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

Frostfire left.**Silverstar** 02:30, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

As promised, Morningwing waited. He did leave and killed a vole. Frostfire would probably be hungry when she returned. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 02:44, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

(bleh whatever skip) Frostfire eventually returned, her tail held high as she walked towards Morningwing, a grin on her face. "...I'm back!"**Silverstar** 02:46, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

Morningwing purred a greeting to her. He pushed the vole towards her. "I caught you something; you got back pretty fast. It went well, I hope?" —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 02:51, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

"Thanks," she purred before settling down, neatly wrapping her tail around her body. "Yeah, things seemed to go well...Creekstar didn't question me at all."**Silverstar** 02:53, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

"That's good," Morningwing mewed, feeling grateful to RockClan for once in a long time. "What about your brother?' —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 02:55, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

"I...didn't dare talk to him." She swallowed the rest of her prey before looking away, embarrassed by her actions. "...but he'll know why I left."**Silverstar** 02:56, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

Morningwing nodded, not pressing her any farther. Getting to his paws, streching out his stiff limbs, he looked towards where his camp was hidden. "Ready to go?" —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 03:00, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

Back at camp, Birdsoar slept in the nursery... the queen was due to kit any day now, and her belly - as a result - was quite swollen. Outside the nursery, her mate paced around - Bouldersnow seemed very anxious about Birdsoar's kitting, even though it hadn't started yet. --look me in the eye 18:22, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

Frostfire smiled and rose to her paws in a small stretch. "Born ready."---- Swampstar was keeping to himself, puzzled by his recent feelings.---- Hiddenshade lay outside the nursery, tightly curled around Shorepebble as he purred, the pair watching their kits play and attempt to teach Coastkit how to walk properly.**Silverstar** 20:16, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

Nodding, Morningwing led the way through the marshes toward the camp. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 20:20, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

Frostfire followed the tom she loved at a collected pace, although both excitement and fear constantly clashed within her stomach.**Silverstar** 20:24, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

Morningwing brushed his way through the camps entrance. This would go fine! Meadowbee used to live in RockClan, she joined without any trouble... the same went for when he joined as well. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 20:29, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

Frostfire, grunting in annoyance now that she was covered in mud, swiftly trotted after Morningwing, gazing around the camp in amazement. She was quite...surprised. StormClan's camp was remarkably clean and *dry*, not the muddy mess like the territory.**Silverstar** 20:32, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

Morningwing padded across the clearing towards Swampstar's den. The eyes of other cats burned his pelt. Clearly his Clanmates had noticed... "Swampstar," he called, confidently, along he didn't even know if the leader was in camp or not.

Swiftfeather and Shimmertail glared at the RockClan she-cat. What was *she* doing here? Feathersong padded out of the warriors den, noticing the camp had become oddly quiet. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 20:39, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

Swampstar slowly rose to his paws, the tall leader slinking out of his den and narrowing his eyes. "What's this, Morningwing?" He spoke sternly, but not coldly. The leader knew very well that a single RockClan cat was no threat to his powerful Clan.**Silverstar** 20:41, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

Morningwing met his leaders gaze. "Frostfire," he said, gesturing his tail to the she-cat. "... has left RockClan to join us." —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 20:45, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

"Then I'll speak with her in my den," Swampstar responded before motioning to Frostfire to join him in his willow tree. The RockClan cat obeyed, gazing at the willow in an impressed manner before disappearing after Swampstar.**Silverstar** 20:49, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

Morningwing nodded, watching them go into the den. Hopefully he wouldn't refuse.... he was sure he wouldn't, but still, worry made him feel dizzy. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 20:53, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

After a quick few moments spent with the leader, Frostfire was accepted into the Clan. But what puzzled Swampstar was the fact that the she-cat had been made *deputy*...and then she suddenly decided to leave? Frostfire trotted out of the Leader's den, tail held high.**Silverstar** 20:59, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

Morningwing hurried to his paws when he heard pawsteps and scented Frostfire approaching. "How did it go?" he asked, eagerly. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 21:04, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

A small grin on her muzzle, Frostfire gently pushed Morningwing away with her paw. "Looks like I'm your Clanmate now."---- Meanwhile, Dusktiger watched the whole thing with great disgust. Of course, that rotten she-cat just *had* to join StormClan...now, Morningwing would never be the brother he used to be.**Silverstar** 21:08, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

Morningwing purred, nuzzling Frostfire's ear. "I can give you a tour of the territory tomorrow morning if you want. It's... pretty marshy... from what you already know," he knew Dusktiger was probably watching, angry and stuff... but he really didn't care. Couldn't his brother just get over it? Nothing was going to change how he felt about Frostfire.—**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 21:12, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

"Yeah, tomorrow morning would be better...I'm already covered in mud." The monochromatic tortoiseshell grunted before gently rubbing her forehead against the deputy's neck. "I'll hopefully be...a bit more clean by tomorrow, getting all of this out of my white fur could take quite some time."**Silverstar** 21:15, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

Morningwing nodded. "Right. I can make you your nest," he decided, turning to head towards the camp entrance. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 22:33, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

"I'll just...take a look around camp," Frostfire decided, angling her ears towards the Medicine Cat den. Well, with that herb-smell, it was quite easy to find...**Silverstar** 23:06, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

Morningwing left camp to gather moss. He found some fast and quickly, but carefully, ripped some up. Meanwhile, Feathersong realized the she-cat was Frostfire, the warrior Morningwing had been secretly meeting. She didn't look terrible... —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 23:12, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

Frostfire curiously crept over to the Medicine Cat den, only to be trampled by the Medicine Cat herself. "Whoa! Who....Who am I sitting on?" Foggysky's sightless eyes darted around frantically, as if trying to spot this mysterious character.**Silverstar** 23:14, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

Morningwing returned to camp with the bedding, and headed towards the warriors den. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 02:40, November 3, 2016 (UTC)

"I...I-I'm Frostfire." The little warrior wheezed as Foggysky jumped away. "Nice...to meet you."**Silverstar** 02:45, November 3, 2016 (UTC)

Suddenly, Birdsoar woke, her stomach aching really bad... *Oh no...* She tried to shrug it off, but it only got worse. "...Bouldersnow!!!" --look me in the eye 03:31, November 3, 2016 (UTC)

"And you are?" Risingstorm asked in his deep voice, moving his burning blue gaze on Hawkkit. ----Bored, Meadowbee spotted a warrior, Talltail (whom she thought was kinda cute) and approached him. "Would you like to go hunting?" —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 02:28, November 4, 2016 (UTC)

"What?" Bouldersnow mewed nervously, only to hear a yowl in response. *Great StarClan, she's kitting! Better find Foggysky!* The tom started to panic as he hurried towards the medicine den. --look me in the eye 02:35, November 4, 2016 (UTC)

Meanwhile, Windstorm, feeling so confident with his new name, decided to go on an adventure outside of RockClan territory. He was careful to not set a paw on CaveClan's land, and kept moving farther and farther away from his home. He wanted to see StormClan. He had only heard about their marshes, never seen them... —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 13:56, November 6, 2016 (UTC)

Eventually, Birdsoar kitted two toms: a white one with darker points and a smaller black-and-white one. Soon after, Birdsoar and Bouldersnow named their sons: Sleetkit for the pointed kit, and Ravenkit for the black-and-white kit. --look me in the eye 18:51, November 6, 2016 (UTC)

Flyshade watched Sunshadow with golden eyes, silent but some yearning in them. The black tabby stepped toward Sunshadow.

Minnowpaw, still an apprentice, lashed her tail as she tramped through the muddy swamp.

Talltail looked up at Meadowbee. "Uh, sure." He said jumping up swiftly. (Insert Sarcasm)Bite Me, Dean! 22:11, November 6, 2016 (UTC)

Foggysky had been surprised by the call, but had eventually made her way into the nursery to help with the kitting. Now that the little ones had arrived, she slowly made her way back to her own den.

Sunshadow leaned away from the she-cat. "Erm, do you need something?"**Silverstar** 23:28, November 6, 2016 (UTC)

Windstorm sniffed the air, tail tip twitching anxiously. Was he there? It was pretty muddy... from what he had heard, this is what he had always pictured marsh...

Nodding, Meadowbee padded out of camp, tail held high. She scented the air for prey as she walked. Darkfrost awoke in the warriors den, her shoulder throbbing with pain, and her eartip hurt. A few nests away, Shimmertail was already awake, cleaning a bloody paw. She flashed her denmate a cheeky smile. "I beat you, *again."* —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 03:50, November 7, 2016 (UTC)

Sleetkit and Ravenkit had opened their eyes, and now Birdsoar was trying to persuade a reluctant Ravenkit to venture out of the nursery. Sleetkit was already out there, and trying to sneak up on his father. --look me in the eye 03:57, November 10, 2016 (UTC)

Coastkit was escorted by her growing brothers, Raptorkit and Cypresskit, around camp. Hiddenshade and Shorepebble watched their daughter eagerly, hoping her leg would heal up just fine.**Silverstar** 00:01, November 11, 2016 (UTC)

Darkfrost ignored Shimmertail and climbed out of her nest and zipped out of the warriors den, looking very flustered as she limped. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 23:44, November 13, 2016 (UTC)

Talltail lashed his tail as he stalked a vole. The tabby and white tom stalking slowly and quietly towards his unsuspecting prey. he had grown slightly involved with Meadowbee and expected to ask her within the next week to be his mate.

Flyshade flicked her ears towards Sunshadow. "How is RockClan faring prey-wise?" The smoke tabby asked. (Insert Sarcasm)Bite Me, Dean! 20:44, November 14, 2016 (UTC)

"Fine, the normal way...you'd know." Sunshadow mumbled under his breath.**Silverstar** 20:53, November 14, 2016 (UTC)

Windstorm sniffed the air. Ugh... Was that apprentice he had met here...? Oh yeah... she probably was, she was StormClan. ---- Meadowbee tracked a thrush in a tree. She was just about to pounce when it made a sudden alarm call and fluttered away. She twitched her folded ears uneasily. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 00:13, November 15, 2016 (UTC)

Marshkit made his way into the apprentices den and hopped through the nests, trying to figure out which one was the best. Emberpaw flicked an ear when he heard werid noises. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 02:27, October 17, 2016 (UTC)

"And for whom?" The Starclan cat eyed Swampstar curiously. "...my sister, Shorepebble."**Silverstar** 02:38, October 17, 2016 (UTC)

More rustling. Emberpaw whipped around and spotted a shadow. "Who's there?" he hissed, a challenge in his voice. Marshkit froze. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 02:56, October 17, 2016 (UTC)

The starry cat nodded slowly. "...As you wish, sir..." With that, the leader's vision started to fade to black, until he saw nothing.**Silverstar** 03:02, October 17, 2016 (UTC)

Emberpaw sprang onto the frozen kit. He sniffed him. "Marshkit? I thought you were a fox! I could've really hurt you." —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 03:09, October 17, 2016 (UTC)

He awoke besides the Sacred Pond, Shorepebble shaking him awake with a furious look. "Idiot!! Why'd you give up your life, you should've kept it!" Swampstar pushed his sister off, eyes narrowed sharply. "Because you're my sister, and I love you. Plus..." He glanced down at the ground. "...even though I'm not pleased with you 'n Hiddenshade, I just couldn't bear to see him so sad...nor do I wish for your kits to go without a mother. Now c'mon: let's get home to them."**Silverstar** 21:31, October 18, 2016 (UTC)

Marshkit and Emberpaw talked during the night, and then the two even played together. Marshkit loved Emberpaw! He was amazing! —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 21:51, October 18, 2016 (UTC)

Swampstar escorted his sister back to camp, purring all the meanwhile. Shorepebble still didn't seem too pleased that her brother 'wasted' a life, but as soon as she returned to camp and saw Hiddenshade, she tackled the tom with an overjoyed purr. "Hiddenshade, it's me, Swampstar brought me back!!"**Silverstar** 21:56, October 18, 2016 (UTC)

Whitetoe arrived back to camp, leading her tired Clan. She padded wearily into the clearing, then her eyes widened and she no longer felt tired. "Shorepebble...?" —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 22:17, October 18, 2016 (UTC)

"Daddy is under attack!!" Like an idiot, Raptorkit came racing from the nursery, eyes wide. Cypresskit stumbled out as well, pain stinging in his broken paw. "Great StarClan...it's a giant Coastkit!!"**Silverstar** 00:48, October 19, 2016 (UTC)

Whitetoe stood where she was. What happened? Had Shorepebble left the Clan? or was she dreaming? —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 01:02, October 19, 2016 (UTC)

Shorekit watched with wide sea-green eyes. The silver and white ticked cat giggled before racing forward onto her siblings. — Minkclaw 01:05, October 19, 2016 (UTC)

"No, Cypresskit...this is your lovely mother, Shorepebble." Hiddenshade gazed up at his mate fondly. "...Swampstar gave up a life to bring me back..." Shorepebble answered almost breathlessly.**Silverstar** 01:07, October 19, 2016 (UTC)

Whitetoe overheard, of course she was evesdropping. *Swampstar gave up a life to bring Shorepebble back?* She wandered around. She wanted to speak with her leader. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 01:10, October 19, 2016 (UTC)

Swampstar sat by the exit with the slightest grin, watching his sister as she curiously met her kits with a warm voice. Kits...he never expected his tough sister to have them.**Silverstar** 01:36, October 19, 2016 (UTC)

Wolfflame made his way into camp. He'd been working hard as a warrior and hopefully Islandkit would be awake so he could visit her. If course he expected Echosong to throw a fuss at this.

Echosong had actually had enough and had taken Islandkit and had ran from camp the minute Wolfflame left. The grey queen lashed her tail before looking down at her daughter. She looked nothing like him. Thank StarClan. — Minkclaw 12:20, October 19, 2016 (UTC)

Whitetoe spotted Swampstar and pounded over to him. She wasn't sure if she was mad or what. Stopping in front of him, she began. "You gave up a life for Shorepebble?" she asked, bluntly. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 13:16, October 19, 2016 (UTC)

Wolfflame stared at his daughter as she sat with her mother. Echosong galring coldly at her brother, he was wrong in so many ways but yet she knew he needed help. Mentally.

Islandkit looked at her father then up at her mother. "Ma, why is he sitting there and never gets to see me?" She asked.

Palefern made her way to Wolfstep. She was excited to tell him her news. She was expecting! — Minkclaw 14:36, October 19, 2016 (UTC)

"I did, and it was worth it..." the leader trailed off, continuing to watch his sister as her kits leaped into her. "-....and it was totally worth it."**Silverstar** 19:53, October 19, 2016 (UTC)

Whitetoe still didn't know how she felt. She followed his gaze, looking worried, towards Shorepebble and her kits. "Yes it was... You did a good thing...Those kits deserve their mother." —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 19:58, October 19, 2016 (UTC)

"Definitely, they seem even more alive." Swampstar murmured, craning his neck to bite at an itch. "...Hiddenshade too, I've never seen him so happy."**Silverstar** 20:35, October 19, 2016 (UTC)

Whitetoe didn't reply, just sat watching the kits and parents together. ---- Emberpaw play-fought with Marshkit. Emberpaw's dumb mentor kept hanging out with that dumb she-cat Shimmertail instead of him. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 21:18, October 19, 2016 (UTC)

"Shorepebble, I-..." Hiddenshade trailed off, recalling Coastkit's accident. The poor kit was still camping out in the Medicine Cat's den. "-...our daughter, she looks just like you, her name's Coastkit...after you, of course." He let his gaze slide over to Foggysky's den. "She broke her leg, the same day Cypresskit broke his paw...I'm so sorry."**Silverstar** 01:34, October 20, 2016 (UTC)

Flyshade walked out of the Warriors' den ready for a walk. It had been almost a week since she'd met Sunshadow and his bitter attitude somehow drew her in. — Minkclaw 19:26, October 22, 2016 (UTC)

Sunshadow was getting revenge. Hunt on his territory, then he'd hunt on yours. Besides, his littermates were too busy babbling about Risingsun for some reason.**Silverstar** 19:29, October 22, 2016 (UTC)

Birdsoar laid in a patch of sunlight outside the warriors' den with her mate. ---- Willowspirit sat outside the warriors' den. --look me in the eye 19:30, October 22, 2016 (UTC)

Flyshade made her way out of camp her golden gaze light. *What to do..* She scented the air and funny thing she scented a RockClan cat. — Minkclaw 19:38, October 22, 2016 (UTC)

Shorepebble sat with Coastkit in the Medicine Cat den, finding her daughter still asleep. Instead, the queen gently stroked her daughter's flank.

Sunshadow growled to himself as his pelt was covered in mud. *Those pigs live in this filth?***Silverstar** 19:40, October 22, 2016 (UTC)

Flyshade made her way through the mud that oddly blended in with her dark smoky pelt. The tabby molly leapt across a medium sized mud puddle. She knew which RockClan cat this was. Sunshadow. She finally caught up to him. "Way to get revenge," she called eyes lit with humor. (Insert Sarcasm)Bite Me, Dean! 02:49, October 23, 2016 (UTC)

Sunshadow curled a lip, keeping a strong stance. "Just doing my duty...and my right."**Silverstar** 02:57, October 23, 2016 (UTC)

Flyshade's gaze followed the tom. *What was the point in stopping him? It was only fair that he did this.* "I gueess," she murmured softly. (Insert Sarcasm)Bite Me, Dean! 03:27, October 23, 2016 (UTC)

Sunshadow snorted stupidly, standing there as if he was the greatest thing StarClan had ever placed on the earth. "And you aren't even going to do anything?"**Silverstar** 03:28, October 23, 2016 (UTC)

"Not really," she said. The black smoke tabby lashed her tail before flicking her tail at him. "Besides its fair considering I did the exact same thing." She replied. (Insert Sarcasm)Bite Me, Dean! 04:00, October 23, 2016 (UTC)

Sunshadow made not a noise, secretly taken by surprise. "And when your leader hears of this?"**Silverstar** 00:52, October 24, 2016 (UTC)

A few sunrises later, after sending out patrols, Whitetoe crouched, the hunters crouch. A few tail-lengths away, Marshkit tried to copy her the best he could, while Emberpaw studied him. "Stop twitching your tail, and lift it up a bit. Not that high! Okay, that looks good. Didn't I say to keep it still?"

Feathersong watched Shimmertail leave camp with Swiftwhisker. Ever since she started hanging out with that tom, she had changed... she wasn't very kind anymore, very mean to be exact, she had even struck Feathersong's ear a few days before. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 23:29, October 25, 2016 (UTC)

Hawkkit flicked her tail in frustration, she was bored and Marshkit and Emberpaw just wanted to lie around. The tabby kitten licked the white flash of fur on her chest before jumping past them. "Come on," she snapped angrily. "Let's go explore or something." Her paws jumpy and full of energy. (Insert Sarcasm)Bite Me, Dean! 02:55, October 27, 2016 (UTC)

Marshkit lifted his head, tired out from training with Whitetoe that morning. "Urgh... five more minutes..." Emberpaw groaned. Marshkit climbed to his paws. "Explore what?" he asked. "Outside camp!" Emberpaw mewed, quietly, but excitedly. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 02:59, October 27, 2016 (UTC)

Hawkkit didn't wait for their whiny voices, well whiny to her. She had them going everywhere. The tabby molly dashed her way to the exit, making sure the deputy nor Swampstar were near.
"Follow me," she said. When her mother had sent her from StarClan the kitten had wandered for days without food or water and well she'd learnt quite a bit about her Clan's territory. (Insert Sarcasm)Bite Me, Dean! 03:08, October 27, 2016 (UTC)

Emberpaw leaped to his paws and lightly scrambled after her, making sure no one was looking. If they got caught he'd take the blame. Marshkit trailed after them, looking unsure. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 03:09, October 27, 2016 (UTC)

"Oh shut it, Marshy!" Hawkkit said shutting up the whiny cat. Her green gaze searching around. Her friends were an interesting lot, especially Marshkit. Whiny kit afraid of everything. "Hm...what first?" She asked herself. (Insert Sarcasm)Bite Me, Dean! 03:20, October 27, 2016 (UTC)

"Oooh, let's go to the border, I've heard that we can see coyotes sometimes!" Emberpaw suggested, lashing his tail with excitement. Marshkit kept silent, but in his mind he willed Hawkkit to refuse. Getting mauled didn't sound fun at all. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 03:32, October 27, 2016 (UTC)

"Great!" She exclaimed while Marshkit stayed silent. *Baby,* the other kit thought. The brown tabby she-kit followed behind suit, Emberpaw's tail lightly touching the tabby's ears. "Move your tail, fox-brain." She said. (Insert Sarcasm)Bite Me, Dean! 03:41, October 27, 2016 (UTC)

"Move your head, beetle-brain!" Emberpaw grumbled, leading the way, while Marshkit trailed behind. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 03:42, October 27, 2016 (UTC)

Hawkkit ignored this and finally evened herself out with the larger cat. "Were you ever told stories on Risingstar?" She asked. Her mother had told her to beware the Dark Forest leader and never and she meant *never* listen to anything her or any of the Dark Forest cats said. Shorewillow had been desperate when telling her daughter this as it was foretold that Hawkkit's future could destroy what everyone had known. (Insert Sarcasm)Bite Me, Dean! 03:58, October 27, 2016 (UTC)

Emberpaw shrugged. "Swiftfeather gives me history lessions that I don't listen to, I've heard the name before though." —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 04:00, October 27, 2016 (UTC)

"I wonder why she's classified as evil?" She asked, sparking her interest in the tale and memory of Risingstar. The Dark Forest cat was sure to feel this small flicker of interest in her legend. (Insert Sarcasm)Bite Me, Dean! 04:09, October 27, 2016 (UTC)

"Stop talking about her!" Marshkit whimpered. "I've heard just saying her name can make her appear and eat naughty kits, and we're being naughty right now!" —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 04:13, October 27, 2016 (UTC)

Hawkkit snickered. "Maybe you need some toughening up, maybe she'll visit you in your dreams tonight." The tabby commented fearlessly. (Insert Sarcasm)Bite Me, Dean! 04:25, October 27, 2016 (UTC)

"That's it, I'm going back to camp!" Marshkit announced, turning back the way they came. "And what are you going to tell the Clan when they see you walking in, hmm?" Emberpaw questioned. Meanwhile, back at camp, Whitetoe groomed out the dust and leaves from her pelt.—**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 13:57, October 27, 2016 (UTC)

Hawkkit snickered once more at her friend. "Come on, Marshy. Don't be big baby." She said. Her thoughts were to use his sisters against him. "Do you know how much trouble you would get in if Palefang knew you were out? Especially since she's friends with Hiddenshade." The tabby kitten taunted. (Insert Sarcasm)Bite Me, Dean! 14:12, October 27, 2016 (UTC)

"Fine. I'll stay, but I'm not happy about it," Marshkit muttered, continuing to follow his friends. Meanwhile, Risingstorm stalked a vole nearby. He knew he was on a Clans territory, but he didn't care. He despised the Clans with all of his heart. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 14:50, October 27, 2016 (UTC)

Hawkkit now silent caught sight of a loner. "Er, Emberpaw what do we do if this happens?" She asked signaling to the tom, who seemed familiar. Maybe he knew her mother by any chance? (Insert Sarcasm)Bite Me, Dean! 15:51, October 27, 2016 (UTC)

Emberpaw blinked at the rogue, just noticing him, while Marshkit squealed "Run!" and pelted away to hide in a clump of bracken. Risingstorm jerked his head sharply when he heard voices. He saw two young cats standing a few tail-lengths away. He narrowed his eyes and bared his fangs at them. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 16:20, October 27, 2016 (UTC)

Hawkkit closed her eyes seeing her mother's starry body. That's how she always knew he rmother and father, as StarClan cats. She hadn't really told much of anyone where she had come from and who her parents were. (Insert Sarcasm)Bite Me, Dean! 16:25, October 27, 2016 (UTC)

Emberpaw glared back at the rogue, though he trembled. He had never really fought a real battle before. Risingstorm studied the cats, putting his fangs away. The she-cat smelled familiar...

Meanwhile, as Whitetoe groomed her pelt, she wondered. She was well, starting to believe she may have a crush on Swampstar, gross. But he was a good cat, and she wasn't disappointed in her choice. But wouldn't that be wrong, the deputy having feelings for the leader? If something did happen to him, would Whitetoe be able to lead the Clan properly? —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 22:37, October 27, 2016 (UTC)

Swampstar lay in front of his den, groaning as two kits clambered all over him. His two nephews were playing on the leader, who was clearly unamused, but didn't budge. He was being a good sport...he had to admit, his sister's kits were pretty cute. Raptorkit lay lazily on the leader's head, while Cypresskit rolled at the leader's chest.**Silverstar** 22:40, October 27, 2016 (UTC)

Don't get her wrong, she ***loved***  being the Clans deputy but she had to look at the truth; she couldn't remain in her position. Her gaze shifted over towards Swampstar. She should announce that she would be stepping down... would he be angry? —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 22:43, October 27, 2016 (UTC)

Slowly, Raptorkit leaned forward, slinking off Swampstar's head in at a very steady pace. "Ergh...ok you two, ok...you're crushing me to bits, go see your sister." He grunted, the kits frowning before racing off to visit Coastkit.**Silverstar** 22:45, October 27, 2016 (UTC)

Whitetoe took in a deep breath and padded across the clearing towards the leader. "Hello, Swampstar," she greeted him with a simple tail flick. "I... I must step down as your deputy. It's personal," she murmured. Huh, that was easy. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 22:47, October 27, 2016 (UTC)

Swampstar looked up in surprise, and although he tried to hold it back, frowned. "Oh...ok, I understand. You're free to return to your duties then, thanks for serving me." He had to admit, he'd...miss having her as his constant company, but he'd still have her around as a warrior! "I'll be announcing our new deputy shortly, then."**Silverstar** 22:48, October 27, 2016 (UTC)

"Thank you so much for understanding, Swampstar," Whitetoe murmured, dipping her head to the tom, then padded away, head held high and proud.

Meanwhile, Morningwing returned from hunting, mud splattered all over his pelt. He carried a mouse by it's tail and a sparrow. He glanced around. He wanted to give Dusktiger a peace offering, maybe he'd be forgiven? —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 22:52, October 27, 2016 (UTC)

Swampstar leaped onto the rock in his tree, and summoned his clan with a yowl. "Whitetoe has stepped down from her position as deputy for personal reasons, so now, I must choose a new deputy. I say these words before StarClan, so that the spirits of our warrior ancestors may hear and approve of my choice...the new deputy of StormClan is Morningwing."**Silverstar** 22:59, October 27, 2016 (UTC)

The prey that was in Morningwing's jaws fell out and he looked over to the rock where Swampstar stood. "Me?" he murmured. A blind cat with a terrible personality? —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 23:34, October 27, 2016 (UTC)

"No, the *other* Morningwing," the leader twitched his whiskers in good-natured humor, slowly tipping his head to the side. "Well? Do you accept this great responsibility?"**Silverstar** 00:22, October 28, 2016 (UTC)

Morningwing dipped his head, his heart pounding. "I do," he said quietly, his voice hardly more then a whisper. Wow... he was StormClan's deputy. When he was a kit, he never would have thought he would go so far... —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 00:25, October 28, 2016 (UTC)

Swampstar dipped his head. "Then I welcome you as my new deputy, Morningwing." Dusktiger blinked in surprise, secretly impressed, although he was still too angry to congratulate his brother.**Silverstar** 00:26, October 28, 2016 (UTC)

Feathersong wasn't pleased with Swampstar's choice, a disloyal cat as deputy... who would have thought... Morningwing padded towards his brother, fast, wanting to speak with him before he bolted. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 00:30, October 28, 2016 (UTC)

Upon spotting his brother approached, Dusktiger quickly turned, looking for an escape goat. "Hey, Shadepaw, we're going out training...right now!" He swiftly called to his dark apprentice, who looked up in surprise.**Silverstar** 00:31, October 28, 2016 (UTC)

"I can come with you," Morningwing suggested. Then he could trap his brother! "Shadepaw *does* need to learn how to fend off two enmies, right, Shadepaw?" he looked toward where the apprentices scent was drifting. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 00:35, October 28, 2016 (UTC)

"We're practicing our hunting, that kind of training." The dark tabby responded swiftly with a sharp narrow of his eyes. "...you probably have 'better' things to do, don't you?"**Silverstar** 00:38, October 28, 2016 (UTC)

"Fine, Dusktiger, if that's how you want it to be," Morningwing murmured. He would try again later... he didn't want to cause a scene. "Go on and train your apprentice," he huffed, turning, and padding lightly away. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 00:42, October 28, 2016 (UTC)

Shadepaw stood their awkwardly, watching the two brothers in confusion. Why was she being drug into this....? "C'mon Shadepaw, let's train." Dusktiger grunted loudly, flattening his ears as he stomped out of camp, the dark apprenticen nervously following.**Silverstar** 00:44, October 28, 2016 (UTC)

(maybe when creek goes to get his nine lives morning'n frost can meet up?) Morningwing plopped down, his thoughts a bit angry with his brother. Why did he have to be so stubborn? —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 00:47, October 28, 2016 (UTC)

(fine by me) Swampstar sat down somewhere in camp, silently observing his clan, although his mind was nagging at something else. Why did Whitetoe step down. Did she not like him? Was he too annoying? Did he...smell?!**Silverstar** 00:48, October 28, 2016 (UTC)

Morningwing remembered his meeting with Frostfire was tomorrow night. He shifted. He'd have to leave in the morning... How was he going to do that when he had patrols to sort out? Maybe he could talk to Swampstar? But then he might be asked... questions...

Whitetoe approved of Swampstar's choice. Morningwing was bold, maybe a bit bold for his own good, but still a good cat. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 00:53, October 28, 2016 (UTC)

Hesitating, Swampstar slowly rose to his paws, making his way to Whitetoe. "Hey...I- you didn't step down because I was bothering you or anything, right? If I...upset you somehow, I didn't mean to."**Silverstar** 00:57, October 28, 2016 (UTC)

Whitetoe couldn't help but let out a laugh. She quickly stopped. "Oh, no, you weren't bothering me at all, don't worry, it's nothing terrible." —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 01:00, October 28, 2016 (UTC)

"Oh, ok." He nodded slowly. "J-Just wanted to make sure."**Silverstar** 01:06, October 28, 2016 (UTC)

"Are you okay?" Whitetoe asked. Did he not believe her? —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 01:13, October 28, 2016 (UTC)

"Well...." Swampstar hesitated, unsure of how to put it. "...just a bit sad, I guess? I enjoyed your...company."**Silverstar** 01:14, October 28, 2016 (UTC)

Whitetoe smiled and dipped her head. "It's not like I'm leaving the Clan, we'll still be seeing each other all the time... But I do admit, I'll miss working with you as well." —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 01:17, October 28, 2016 (UTC)

He nodded slowly. "Yeah, that was what I meant...." Swampstar drifted off into awkward silence, unsure of what to say to her next.**Silverstar** 01:20, October 28, 2016 (UTC)

Whitetoe looked at him thoughtfully. Should she tell him why she really had stepped down? She knew she wouldn't feel too awkward with it, but would he? —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 01:24, October 28, 2016 (UTC)

Continuing to shift in his awkward little manner, Swampstar moved his gaze to the sky. Should he mention the weather? No, no, too cheesey...**Silverstar** 01:25, October 28, 2016 (UTC)

Oh well, she'd tell him anyways! "Look, the reason why I stepped down is because I like you," Whitetoe said simplely. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 01:26, October 28, 2016 (UTC)

Willowspirit nodded as she watched Morningwing become deputy... her former apprentice. *Hopefully he'll serve this Clan well.* ---- Birdsoar fiddled around with her new nest in the nursery. She was expecting Bouldersnow's kits... the warrior was surprised that this had happened so soon, but whatever. He'd been notified, of course, even though there was still another moon to go. --look me in the eye 03:34, October 28, 2016 (UTC)

Swampstar paused, a surprised. Wait, did she mean 'like' as a character, or like him as in...romance? "I...what do you mean?"**Silverstar** 01:18, October 29, 2016 (UTC)

"Oh... well... you know, just like you," Whitetoe replied, not being very clear with herself. "Kind of like, like you. I didn't want it to get in the way with my jobs." —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 14:02, October 29, 2016 (UTC)

Swampstar blinked, still unsure of what she meant. Probably romantic, right? A friendly 'like' wouldn't make things get in the way of your duties. "...O-Oh..."**Silverstar** 22:36, October 29, 2016 (UTC)

Whitetoe nodded. "Yeah. I wanted to be honest with you, so you didn't think that you were too annoying to me or anything... you're not... So yeah," she meowed. "No big deal." —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 22:40, October 29, 2016 (UTC)

Swampstar nodded slowly. "No big deal..." he echoed before shifting nervously. What if he felt the same? Could he not handle his duties as well?**Silverstar** 22:42, October 29, 2016 (UTC)

"Swampstar's too busy with Shorepebble and all." The warrior said, her eyes going to the sky before slowly turned to face the sky. The wind coursing through her short fur. (Insert Sarcasm)Bite Me, Dean! 02:38, October 31, 2016 (UTC)

"Sure sounds like *quite* the leader." The RockClan warrior let out a snort. "I might as well just take over your territory if he's not going to even bother with it."**Silverstar** 02:40, October 31, 2016 (UTC)

Flyshade flattened her ears at this. "Um.." was her only response. Now she was unsure and very wary of the cat. Was that his intention? She hadn't meant harm by trying that squirrel. (Insert Sarcasm)Bite Me, Dean! 02:46, October 31, 2016 (UTC)

"I'm just joking, that's far too much work." Sunshadow mumbled under his breath. "That, and my littermates would beat me senseless."**Silverstar** 02:49, October 31, 2016 (UTC)

Flyshade flicked her smoke ears towards the tom. *Littermates?* "You have siblings," she whispered to herself before speaking louder for him to hear. "What are they like?" She asked. (Insert Sarcasm)Bite Me, Dean! 03:07, October 31, 2016 (UTC)

"Yeah, it kinda sucks." Sunshadow muttered under his breath. "Two sisters and a brother. Smokecloud is kinda our leader, tries to keep us all in line...which can be annoying. Rainstorm's pretty adventurous, kinda sassy and a bit too bold for her own good, but she only likes to have fun. Cloudfrost...she's real shy, so we all protect her."**Silverstar** 03:10, October 31, 2016 (UTC)

Flyshade smiled as he spoke surprisingly fondly of his brother and sisters. The smoke tabby thought of her own. Talltail and Palefang. Talltail had been too busy being alone these days and Palefang had just grown quiet since her confession to Hiddenshade and all that had happened with Swampstar. (Insert Sarcasm)Bite Me, Dean! 03:14, October 31, 2016 (UTC)

"But of course, they all have their annoying sides," he complained with a small roll of his eyes.**Silverstar** 03:18, October 31, 2016 (UTC)

"They do, don't they." She replied. Her thoughts on her brother, he could be annoying and bothersome when he wanted. Which was usually every morning where he decided to jump all over her rib cage and cause her to be sore for the rest of the day. Palefang, on the other paw, wasn't as bothersome. She used to have her moments where she demanded for attention or someone to talk too but now she stayed quiet. (Insert Sarcasm)Bite Me, Dean! 03:27, October 31, 2016 (UTC)

"I take it you have littermates of your own?" Questioned the smoke tom, who now seated himself.**Silverstar** 03:28, October 31, 2016 (UTC)

"Yeah, their a very peculiar lot." She replied. "Palefang has just had her own litter after her little fallout with one of our Clan's warriors. Not really a fallout but.." she trailed. "Talltail is very busysome." She continued. (Insert Sarcasm)Bite Me, Dean! 03:33, October 31, 2016 (UTC)

"Who are you?" Risingstorm demanding to the kittens in front of him. All puny and sad to look at. Emberpaw fluffed out his pelt, puffing out his chest. "I am Emberpaw. Apprentice of StormClan." —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 22:53, November 1, 2016 (UTC)

"None of my littermates have kits or even a mate of their own," Sunshadow grunted with a careless shrug. "And they're the only family I got, so I'm fine with that." He didn't dare mention his StarClan mother.**Silverstar** 00:17, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

Morningwing plodded through the marshes and stopped once he had at last reached him and Frostfire's meeting place. His heart pounded. He despartely wanted her here with him. His heart ached at the fact they lived miles away from each other. He had thought it, denied it, and knew it now for a long time. He was in love with Frostfire. How could he keep doing this? He was StormClan's deputy for crying out loud, and he kept sneaking off to meet a RockClan she-cat... —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 01:54, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

Frostfire kept thinking about her conversation with her brother, over and over, and was in constant turmoil. RockClan's deputy...she was living the dream of almost every cat in the Clans, yet she was unsatisfied. No, she didn't want the position...she wanted *Morningwing*. Pricking her ears, Frostfire caught sight of the tom and raced forward. "M-Morningwing! I...I have news."**Silverstar** 01:57, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

Morningwing blinked at her, feeling his heart lift when he heard her voice and smelled her sweet scent. "What is it?" he asked. *I have news, too.* He added, silently. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 02:01, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

"Look, this'll...this'll probably sound weird in all...but...-" She trailed off, constantly shifting nervously. "I-I love you, Morningwing. But I'm deputy of my Clan, and...I was hoping you'd come back home to RockClan."**Silverstar** 02:04, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

Morningwing's heart felt like it skipped a beat. She loved him too! But then it felt like it dropped and at the same time shocked. First he purred. "Frostfire, I love you too, I really do," he meowed, breifly touching his nose to her cheek. "But... I can't come with you to RockClan... I... I'm *StormClan's* deputy..." —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 02:07, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

Eyes growing round with shock, Frostfire stepped back. Two deputies from two different clans, in love...how could this possibly work? Morningwing was so devoted to his Clan, she could see it in his eyes...He wanted this, didn't he? He wanted to be the deputy...and Frostfire had been made deputy of her Clan out of dumb luck. "Then...I-I'll join StormClan with you. My brother and I already got into a fight, and I love my Clan, but...I think I love you more."**Silverstar** 02:09, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

"Frostfire..." Morningwing said, softly. "You don't have to do this..." he murmured, although he knew that it was probably no use. "...are you sure?" —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 02:12, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

"Of course I'm sure!" The monochromatic she-cat gently touched her nose to his shoulder. "You know I'd do anything for you...I'd be happier at your side, the side of my best friend, than sitting around with some fancy title."**Silverstar** 02:15, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

Morningwing pushed his nose into the fur on her shoulder. "Thank you so much, Frostfire," he purred. He felt so happy, like he could do a backflip, then break his neck. "... do you want to say good-bye to your Clan?" —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 02:18, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

Frostfire closed her eyes as she felt the tom embrace her. "Yes, I have to..." she trailed off, trying to think of what she'd say to her Clan. "...I'll tell them that I feel unfit to be deputy, and that something calls for me in StormClan...adventure, something like that."**Silverstar** 02:21, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

Morningwing nodded. "I can come with you, if you want." —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 02:23, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

"No, no, stay with your Clan." Frostfire urged, slowly stepping away from him. "I'll be back as soon as possible, I promise."**Silverstar** 02:26, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

Nodding, Morningwing sat down. "I'll wait for you in this spot," he meowed, curling his tail around his paws. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 02:29, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

Frostfire left.**Silverstar** 02:30, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

As promised, Morningwing waited. He did leave and killed a vole. Frostfire would probably be hungry when she returned. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 02:44, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

(bleh whatever skip) Frostfire eventually returned, her tail held high as she walked towards Morningwing, a grin on her face. "...I'm back!"**Silverstar** 02:46, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

Morningwing purred a greeting to her. He pushed the vole towards her. "I caught you something; you got back pretty fast. It went well, I hope?" —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 02:51, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

"Thanks," she purred before settling down, neatly wrapping her tail around her body. "Yeah, things seemed to go well...Creekstar didn't question me at all."**Silverstar** 02:53, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

"That's good," Morningwing mewed, feeling grateful to RockClan for once in a long time. "What about your brother?' —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 02:55, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

"I...didn't dare talk to him." She swallowed the rest of her prey before looking away, embarrassed by her actions. "...but he'll know why I left."**Silverstar** 02:56, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

Morningwing nodded, not pressing her any farther. Getting to his paws, streching out his stiff limbs, he looked towards where his camp was hidden. "Ready to go?" —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 03:00, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

Back at camp, Birdsoar slept in the nursery... the queen was due to kit any day now, and her belly - as a result - was quite swollen. Outside the nursery, her mate paced around - Bouldersnow seemed very anxious about Birdsoar's kitting, even though it hadn't started yet. --look me in the eye 18:22, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

Frostfire smiled and rose to her paws in a small stretch. "Born ready."---- Swampstar was keeping to himself, puzzled by his recent feelings.---- Hiddenshade lay outside the nursery, tightly curled around Shorepebble as he purred, the pair watching their kits play and attempt to teach Coastkit how to walk properly.**Silverstar** 20:16, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

Nodding, Morningwing led the way through the marshes toward the camp. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 20:20, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

Frostfire followed the tom she loved at a collected pace, although both excitement and fear constantly clashed within her stomach.**Silverstar** 20:24, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

Morningwing brushed his way through the camps entrance. This would go fine! Meadowbee used to live in RockClan, she joined without any trouble... the same went for when he joined as well. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 20:29, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

Frostfire, grunting in annoyance now that she was covered in mud, swiftly trotted after Morningwing, gazing around the camp in amazement. She was quite...surprised. StormClan's camp was remarkably clean and *dry*, not the muddy mess like the territory.**Silverstar** 20:32, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

Morningwing padded across the clearing towards Swampstar's den. The eyes of other cats burned his pelt. Clearly his Clanmates had noticed... "Swampstar," he called, confidently, along he didn't even know if the leader was in camp or not.

Swiftfeather and Shimmertail glared at the RockClan she-cat. What was *she* doing here? Feathersong padded out of the warriors den, noticing the camp had become oddly quiet. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 20:39, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

Swampstar slowly rose to his paws, the tall leader slinking out of his den and narrowing his eyes. "What's this, Morningwing?" He spoke sternly, but not coldly. The leader knew very well that a single RockClan cat was no threat to his powerful Clan.**Silverstar** 20:41, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

Morningwing met his leaders gaze. "Frostfire," he said, gesturing his tail to the she-cat. "... has left RockClan to join us." —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 20:45, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

"Then I'll speak with her in my den," Swampstar responded before motioning to Frostfire to join him in his willow tree. The RockClan cat obeyed, gazing at the willow in an impressed manner before disappearing after Swampstar.**Silverstar** 20:49, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

Morningwing nodded, watching them go into the den. Hopefully he wouldn't refuse.... he was sure he wouldn't, but still, worry made him feel dizzy. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 20:53, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

After a quick few moments spent with the leader, Frostfire was accepted into the Clan. But what puzzled Swampstar was the fact that the she-cat had been made *deputy*...and then she suddenly decided to leave? Frostfire trotted out of the Leader's den, tail held high.**Silverstar** 20:59, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

Morningwing hurried to his paws when he heard pawsteps and scented Frostfire approaching. "How did it go?" he asked, eagerly. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 21:04, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

A small grin on her muzzle, Frostfire gently pushed Morningwing away with her paw. "Looks like I'm your Clanmate now."---- Meanwhile, Dusktiger watched the whole thing with great disgust. Of course, that rotten she-cat just *had* to join StormClan...now, Morningwing would never be the brother he used to be.**Silverstar** 21:08, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

Morningwing purred, nuzzling Frostfire's ear. "I can give you a tour of the territory tomorrow morning if you want. It's... pretty marshy... from what you already know," he knew Dusktiger was probably watching, angry and stuff... but he really didn't care. Couldn't his brother just get over it? Nothing was going to change how he felt about Frostfire.—**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 21:12, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

"Yeah, tomorrow morning would be better...I'm already covered in mud." The monochromatic tortoiseshell grunted before gently rubbing her forehead against the deputy's neck. "I'll hopefully be...a bit more clean by tomorrow, getting all of this out of my white fur could take quite some time."**Silverstar** 21:15, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

Morningwing nodded. "Right. I can make you your nest," he decided, turning to head towards the camp entrance. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 22:33, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

"I'll just...take a look around camp," Frostfire decided, angling her ears towards the Medicine Cat den. Well, with that herb-smell, it was quite easy to find...**Silverstar** 23:06, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

Morningwing left camp to gather moss. He found some fast and quickly, but carefully, ripped some up. Meanwhile, Feathersong realized the she-cat was Frostfire, the warrior Morningwing had been secretly meeting. She didn't look terrible... —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 23:12, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

Frostfire curiously crept over to the Medicine Cat den, only to be trampled by the Medicine Cat herself. "Whoa! Who....Who am I sitting on?" Foggysky's sightless eyes darted around frantically, as if trying to spot this mysterious character.**Silverstar** 23:14, November 2, 2016 (UTC)

Morningwing returned to camp with the bedding, and headed towards the warriors den. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 02:40, November 3, 2016 (UTC)

"I...I-I'm Frostfire." The little warrior wheezed as Foggysky jumped away. "Nice...to meet you."**Silverstar** 02:45, November 3, 2016 (UTC)

Suddenly, Birdsoar woke, her stomach aching really bad... *Oh no...* She tried to shrug it off, but it only got worse. "...Bouldersnow!!!" --look me in the eye 03:31, November 3, 2016 (UTC)

"And you are?" Risingstorm asked in his deep voice, moving his burning blue gaze on Hawkkit. ----Bored, Meadowbee spotted a warrior, Talltail (whom she thought was kinda cute) and approached him. "Would you like to go hunting?" —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 02:28, November 4, 2016 (UTC)

"What?" Bouldersnow mewed nervously, only to hear a yowl in response. *Great StarClan, she's kitting! Better find Foggysky!* The tom started to panic as he hurried towards the medicine den. --look me in the eye 02:35, November 4, 2016 (UTC)

Meanwhile, Windstorm, feeling so confident with his new name, decided to go on an adventure outside of RockClan territory. He was careful to not set a paw on CaveClan's land, and kept moving farther and farther away from his home. He wanted to see StormClan. He had only heard about their marshes, never seen them... —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 13:56, November 6, 2016 (UTC)

Eventually, Birdsoar kitted two toms: a white one with darker points and a smaller black-and-white one. Soon after, Birdsoar and Bouldersnow named their sons: Sleetkit for the pointed kit, and Ravenkit for the black-and-white kit. --look me in the eye 18:51, November 6, 2016 (UTC)

Flyshade watched Sunshadow with golden eyes, silent but some yearning in them. The black tabby stepped toward Sunshadow.

Minnowpaw, still an apprentice, lashed her tail as she tramped through the muddy swamp.

Talltail looked up at Meadowbee. "Uh, sure." He said jumping up swiftly. (Insert Sarcasm)Bite Me, Dean! 22:11, November 6, 2016 (UTC)

Foggysky had been surprised by the call, but had eventually made her way into the nursery to help with the kitting. Now that the little ones had arrived, she slowly made her way back to her own den.

Sunshadow leaned away from the she-cat. "Erm, do you need something?"**Silverstar** 23:28, November 6, 2016 (UTC)

Windstorm sniffed the air, tail tip twitching anxiously. Was he there? It was pretty muddy... from what he had heard, this is what he had always pictured marsh...

Nodding, Meadowbee padded out of camp, tail held high. She scented the air for prey as she walked. Darkfrost awoke in the warriors den, her shoulder throbbing with pain, and her eartip hurt. A few nests away, Shimmertail was already awake, cleaning a bloody paw. She flashed her denmate a cheeky smile. "I beat you, *again."* —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 03:50, November 7, 2016 (UTC)

Sleetkit and Ravenkit had opened their eyes, and now Birdsoar was trying to persuade a reluctant Ravenkit to venture out of the nursery. Sleetkit was already out there, and trying to sneak up on his father. --look me in the eye 03:57, November 10, 2016 (UTC)

Coastkit was escorted by her growing brothers, Raptorkit and Cypresskit, around camp. Hiddenshade and Shorepebble watched their daughter eagerly, hoping her leg would heal up just fine.**Silverstar** 00:01, November 11, 2016 (UTC)

Darkfrost ignored Shimmertail and climbed out of her nest and zipped out of the warriors den, looking very flustered as she limped. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 23:44, November 13, 2016 (UTC)

Talltail lashed his tail as he stalked a vole. The tabby and white tom stalking slowly and quietly towards his unsuspecting prey. he had grown slightly involved with Meadowbee and expected to ask her within the next week to be his mate.

Flyshade flicked her ears towards Sunshadow. "How is RockClan faring prey-wise?" The smoke tabby asked. (Insert Sarcasm)Bite Me, Dean! 20:44, November 14, 2016 (UTC)

"Fine, the normal way...you'd know." Sunshadow mumbled under his breath.**Silverstar** 20:53, November 14, 2016 (UTC)

Windstorm sniffed the air. Ugh... Was that apprentice he had met here...? Oh yeah... she probably was, she was StormClan. ---- Meadowbee tracked a thrush in a tree. She was just about to pounce when it made a sudden alarm call and fluttered away. She twitched her folded ears uneasily. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 00:13, November 15, 2016 (UTC)

Slowly, Frostfire was adjusting to her new life in her new Clan. The marshes were...difficult, very trying, and didn't hesitate to take advantage of newcomers. But she liked that, it made her feel *alive*.**Silverstar** 19:28, December 29, 2016 (UTC)

Whitetoe walked into camp, with a vole in her mouth. Over the past couple days she kept finding herself looking to see if Swampstar somewhere in camp, but then when she found him she totally ignored him. She sat down by the warriors den with her prey, looking thoughtful. She had a crush on him, she knew very well. But he was her first crush ever, and it felt really weird to her. She always wanted to be near him but at the same time she was too scared to be...

Morningwing sent out a couple patrols, with himself, Shimmertail, and Dusktiger. He had put himself in Dusktiger's patrol on purpose. He didn't want to admit it, but he really wanted his brother to be his friend again. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 21:42, December 29, 2016 (UTC)

Dusktiger was being a little very salty. He walked with his head and tail held high, his gait bouncy and long as he avoided his brother as much as possible. Meanwhile, Swampstar watched his sister with her kits, purring warmly to himself all the meanwhile.**Silverstar** 22:44, December 29, 2016 (UTC)

Morningwing really wanted to just like... talk things out with Dusktiger, but oooooohh nooo. His brother was faar too stubborn for that. He casted his blind gaze on Shimmertail. She usually argued about going on patrols... but today, she didn't mind at all. And was that... pleasure he scented on her? Odd... Shimmertail then waved her bright tail. "I'm going to go scout out ahead," she said, cheerfully, then without waiting for a reply, she was off. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 22:59, December 29, 2016 (UTC)

Birdsoar hunted with Willowspirit. The black-and-white she-cat had relished being back as a warrior, since her kits, Sleetpaw and Ravenpaw, had been apprentices two moons ago (if anyone wants their cat to mentor either of them, let me know c;). ---- Sleetpaw glared at a random cat from his position outside the apprentices' den, while Ravenpaw groomed his white-patched pelt nearby. --look me in the eye 23:08, December 29, 2016 (UTC)

Dusktiger flattened his ears and let out an irritated grunt as Shimmertail ventured off. Oh, great, that meant he was left with Mr. Deputypants. But what was with that she-cat, skipping off all jolly-like? Was all of his Clanmates hiding things?**Silverstar** 23:33, December 29, 2016 (UTC)

Morningwing gave Dusktiger a sidelong glance but kept walking silently, suddenly also stubborn. *He can talk to me! I won't crawl to him. I already said sorry. I think.*

Meanwhile, Thornpad looked for his apprentice. He was going to teach him some hunting moves.—**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins**

Ravenpaw looked up as he saw his mentor. Maybe Thornpad was looking for him. --look me in the eye 21:47, January 24, 2017 (UTC)

Thornpad spotted his apprentice and hurried over. "Are you ready to go training? Today we're going to practice hunting." —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 21:59, January 24, 2017 (UTC)

Palefang rested outside the nursery, her mink pelt glowing like pale sunlight. The brown mink warrior hadn't been much of a talker since Shorepebble had gotten back. The molly turned her gaze on the queen, not coldly but more like interested. Her five kits were playing. Her eldest-born daughter, Eveningkit, was arguing heavily with one of her sisters about sharing the nest.

Talltail sat with Meadowbee, his tail curled with hers. The two had become close friends and were currently chatting about the recent events. Talltail had brought up that Palefang's litter would be apprentices in the next few moons. (Insert Sarcasm)Bite Me, Dean! 15:10, January 26, 2017 (UTC)

Marshkit was hiding from his sisters as they argued. Arguements scared him. Meanwhile, Meadowbee talked with Talltail with shining eyes. "I wonder if I'll get one as an apprentice. Maybe you'll get one too, then we could train them together," she purred at the thought. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 15:24, January 26, 2017 (UTC)

Talltail's eyes brightened and he knew this was the right moment to ask. "Meadowbee," he purred. "I've known you since you came to this Clan and I was wondering if.." He paused. "Well you see I really like you and I was wanting to know if you'd be my mate?" He asked finally.

Eveningstorm scoffed at Violetkit's response. "You couldn't do anything if a bee stung your bottom." She snapped. Snailkit, much like her quieter brother, wasn't for arguing. Her second brother, Blackkit, was off scouting and being nosy in the apprentices den. (Insert Sarcasm)Bite Me, Dean! 15:28, January 26, 2017 (UTC)

Meadowbee's heart skipped a beat and she was silent with shock for a moment. She had always wanted a mate, she never thought that dream would come true. But then she found Talltail... her best friend and the cat she had fallen in love with. "Yes, Talltail. I'll be happy to be your mate," she at last spoke, purring and leaning toward his face to give his cheek a lick.

Marshkit let out a little moan as they just kept on babbling. He had no idea what they were arguing about, but it was really annoying. He got to his paws and quickly dashed out of the nursery then relaxed when he saw Emberpaw padding into camp with a squirrel. He hurried over, then barked, "That's a great catch!" -Patch

Hawkkit lapped her long tongue down her flank ready to be an apprentice. She was totally ready and was also very excited. The tabby and white kitten hurried forward before she tackled her friend, Marshkit. "Come on we should explore." She suggested. (Insert Sarcasm)Bite Me, Dean! 15:38, January 26, 2017 (UTC)

"I don't want to explore," Marshkit whined, while Emberpaw rolled his eyes and took his prey to the fresh-kill pile. He would be a warrior very soon and he was getting ready for it. He had already passed his assighment. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 15:43, January 26, 2017 (UTC)

"Don't be a baby," the she-cat pushed before she began to trot her way to the exit. Her green eyes bright and full of excitement. (Insert Sarcasm)Bite Me, Dean! 15:46, January 26, 2017 (UTC)

"You're still a kit, Hawkkit! Even though you're going to be apprenticed soon doesn't mean you still can't get in trouble," Marshkit said, trotting after her on his long limbs. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 15:49, January 26, 2017 (UTC)

Hawkkit ignored the tom's whining. "Oh please. Quit whining, Marshie." She commented under breath. She hated how he thought being a goodie-two-shoes would get you everything. (Insert Sarcasm)Bite Me, Dean! 16:21, January 26, 2017 (UTC)

"Hhmmhm," Marshkit breathed, but he didn't bother arguing anymore, instead he just followed Hawkkit. Meanwhile, Feathersong lay down outside the warriors den, resting after a patrol. Darkfrost squeezed out of the warriors den, and walked past - wait, no. Limped past. Feathersong eyed the she-cat. She had newly nicked ears and clearly a hurt leg. She hadn't been that beat up when she went to bed. *What is she up to?*—**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 17:39, January 26, 2017 (UTC)

(let's go get pregnant) Foggysky was out 'n about, literally blindly moving about, tasting the air to track down some herbs. Hiddenshade had tagged along, just to make sure that she didn't drown or something. Good boy. Meanwhile, Swampstar was in his den, thinking about the big ceremony he'd be holding in a few days. He was thinking of names, and good mentors.

Cypresskit and Raptorkit were playing with Coastkit, being very cautious with their movements. The little silver she-kit's leg was healed now, but it still gave her a heck of an amount of pain. Giggling, Coastkit bounced around her littermates in excitement, as the two tomkits lowered themselves to the ground, preparing to pounce on her. But with a small squeal of agony, little Coastkit fell over, her formerly broken leg giving out on her.**Silverstar** 00:10, January 29, 2017 (UTC)

Darkfrost limped toward the fresh-kill pile. She was supposed to be on a patrol... meh. ---- Meadowbee meanwhile was being annoying to the few friends she had, following them around and offering unneeded help. She spotted Darkfrost and nearly fainted. Were those *wounds?*She hurried over. "What have you been up to, Miss-gets-hurt-a-lot?" —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 01:20, January 29, 2017 (UTC)

Sparkstorm was actually cowering in the warrior's den, because sometimes, his mate was scary. He was convinced that with all of those wounds, she could kick his butt. Shadepaw, meanwhile, stared at her mother in shock, but did not approach her.

Worried, Raptorkit quickly scampered forward, leaning over his fallen sister. "Coastkit? You okay?" Cypresskit  followed behind his brother, pricking his ears in curiosity while his eyes glowed with worry. The silver kitten gritted her teeth in pain, but she slowly staggered back to her paws. "I-I'm ok..."**Silverstar** 01:24, January 29, 2017 (UTC)

Emberpaw noticed his mothers wounds for the first time now. Wow! She looked really messed up! *I want to go over to her but I'm scared she'll get angry if I do...*Meanwhile, Darkfrost glared up at Meadowbee. "Nothing at all," she growled. Meadowbee nudged her shoulder. "Liar."

Morningwing meanwhile pricked his ears forward, alert, as he heard a screech that sounded like Shimmertail. He dashed after the cry, not thinking much about where he was going or what was happening, only concerned with finding Shimmerheart and scolding her for being stupid. *Probably stubbed her toe.*—**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 01:50, January 29, 2017 (UTC)

Splitting off from Hiddenshade to leave him with his hunting tasks, Foggysky moved on, tasting the heir to track down some herbs. But she couldn't...find any? All she could detect was swampy mud, and the trace of some tomcat.**Silverstar** 03:09, January 29, 2017 (UTC)

Ravenpaw nodded. "Okay," he mewed. "Are we going now?" --look me in the eye 04:09, January 29, 2017 (UTC)

"Just leave me alone," Darkfrost grunted, shoving Meadowbee away from her, then taking her prey and leaving to eat it outside of camp. Meadowbee's eyes followed her, with a frown on her face.

Shimmertail's yowling grew louder, the n out of no where, the ground vanished under Morningwing's paws. He let out a yelp of surprise then crashed on the ground with his feet, landing heavily, then collasped on the ground from shock. He sniffed the air. He could smell Shimmertail nearby. And Swiftfeather?

Thornpad nodded. "Yep, let's go!" he said, beckoning his tail for Ravenpaw to follow him outside.—**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 14:11, January 29, 2017 (UTC)

Ravenpaw followed his mentor at a brisk pace. --look me in the eye 03:47, January 30, 2017 (UTC)

Wolfflame made his way through the forest, gaze dark and searching. He had caught the scent of Foggysky and if he could he was going to have a little "chat" wit her. (Insert Sarcasm)Bite Me, Dean! 15:29, January 30, 2017 (UTC)

Convinced that she heard the crack of a twig, or the slightest squish of mud in the distance, Foggysky quickly jerked her head up. "Who's there? Hiddenshade?" But she couldn't detect the former leader, who was now stalking a thrush. The black smoke tabby tom kept near to the Medicine Cat, but not close enough.**Silverstar** 01:27, January 31, 2017 (UTC)

"Okay, so today we're going to practice hunting bird in the marsh, which should be fun," Thornpad said, slowing his pace as they came up onto a good bird hunting spot. "Scent anything?" —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 03:29, January 31, 2017 (UTC)

Ravenpaw's tail raised as his mentor stopped, and the white-patched cat scented the air, picking up a scent. "I smell *something...*" He paused, trying to figure out what exactly it was. --look me in the eye 05:24, January 31, 2017 (UTC)

Wolfflame moved forward still in the shadows. "Oh sorry, Fogsky. Didn't mean to startle you." He grinned his odd smile. (Insert Sarcasm)Bite Me, Dean! 17:36, February 1, 2017 (UTC)

The medicine cat tasted the air. StormClan. "Who are you? What're you doing out here by yourself and without your patrol?"**Silverstar** 20:43, February 1, 2017 (UTC)

"On a walk, jeez," he said. Like it was wrong to be on a walk without supervision. (Insert Sarcasm)Bite Me, Dean! 15:24, February 2, 2017 (UTC)

Thornpad nodding scenting the air as well. "I believe you smell duck, they're good catches," he spotted mottled brown and white feathers up ahead. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 19:16, February 2, 2017 (UTC)

Foggysky twitched her ear. "Sorry. I'll just be on my way." The blind cat mumbled before Moving forward.**Silverstar** 22:45, February 2, 2017 (UTC)

"Oh, yeah, *that's* what it is!" Ravenpaw mewed, struggling to keep his voice down. --look me in the eye 18:59, February 3, 2017 (UTC)

"Hey, I'm just trying to be friendly here. Don;t make feel all mean and awkward about it." He said growing angry. (Insert Sarcasm)Bite Me, Dean! 15:31, February 7, 2017 (UTC)

Foggysky flattened her ears, despite being unable to see the tom. "I am your *medicine cat*, I've just as much power as your leader! Now, let me be." She continued to push her way forward.**Silverstar** 23:31, February 7, 2017 (UTC)

Thornpad crouched, flicking his tail as a signal for Ravenpaw to do the same. "Okay. So this a really wet area. If we splash too much, it'll scar them away. Pick your paws up high, and slowly lower them back into the water," he said, lifting his own paws, one at a time, above the muddy water, then letting them sink back down. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 20:45, February 8, 2017 (UTC)

Wolfflame pushed the smoke tabby back forecfully growing angry now. he had tried talking with her, to become her friend and it seemed in order to do so he was to force her into it. (Insert Sarcasm)Bite Me, Dean! 20:28, February 10, 2017 (UTC)

Ravenpaw copied his mentor's actions, his eyes narrowed in concentration as he crept forward slowly. He dare didn't want to make a splashing noise... he wanted to catch this! --look me in the eye 20:29, February 10, 2017 (UTC)

Pinning her ears in fright, the pale tabby medicine cat pressed against the ground defensively. "What're you trying to do?! I'm a Medicine Cat, I can't *fight* you."**Silverstar** 23:11, February 10, 2017 (UTC)

Thornpad stopped, but flicked his tail for Ravenpaw to continue. "When you're close enough, just pounce like you would with a mouse," he whispered. *It'll just be a little messier.*—**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 15:00, February 11, 2017 (UTC)

Ravenpaw nodded, and went forward on his own. Trying to stop himself from making an excited noise - after all, he had to catch this duck, for his Clan - he approached the bird, and leapt at it. --look me in the eye 02:00, February 12, 2017 (UTC)

"I don't want to fight you," he argued. "I want to be your "friend"." He began to advance on the molly aqua eyes darkening as his paws made light thuds. (Insert Sarcasm)Bite Me, Dean! 16:57, February 14, 2017 (UTC)

Thornpad held his breath, watching Ravenpaw leap for the duck, silently willing him to catch it. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 20:03, February 15, 2017 (UTC)

"What do you mean?!" Foggysky barked in response, but upon hearing him approach, she only squeezed her blind eyes shut, as if it would do anything.**Silverstar** 20:44, February 16, 2017 (UTC)

Ravenpaw felt his paws connect with feathers, his unsheathed claws hitting skin. The duck tried to take flight, but the white-patched tom was quicker: Ravenpaw brought it to the ground, and clumsily killed it. In the process, he'd also got soaked with water... and so had the duck. Whoops. --look me in the eye 20:09, February 17, 2017 (UTC)

The gray warrior advanced now only a few inches away fromt he smoke tabby she-cat. "Friends are there for each," he whined. "Look at me and Echosong." (Insert Sarcasm)Bite Me, Dean! 15:42, February 20, 2017 (UTC)

(she's a pale gray/silver tabby, btw) Foggysky curled a lip. "For one, I can't see a thing, furball. For two, I've heard all about what happened between you two, and I'm not at all interested."**Silverstar** 17:42, February 20, 2017 (UTC)

(alright thanks) The gray tom circled the she-cat shrugging off her insults. "She didn't really want it either." He told her. (Insert Sarcasm)Bite Me, Dean! 20:48, February 20, 2017 (UTC)

All she could do was close her eyes, so she did so. It wouldn't do anything, seeing that Foggysky was already blind and couldn't see anything anyways. Why hadn't she sticked to Hiddenshade's side?**Silverstar** 20:56, February 20, 2017 (UTC)

"Great job, Ravenpaw!" Thornpad purred, bounding over without caring if he scared the remaining ducks away. "You're first duck on you're first try, impressive!" —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 01:31, February 21, 2017 (UTC)

(do you want me to do a timeskip now?) The gray warrior sneered as the molly closed her eyes and just stayed there. *Was it this easy?* (Insert Sarcasm)Bite Me, Dean! 15:46, February 21, 2017 (UTC)

(yeah) Hiddenshade couldn't help but to shake a horrible feeling while he hunted. Something kept telling him that he made a terrible mistake, that he should've stayed with Foggysky. What was wrong?**Silverstar** 21:37, February 21, 2017 (UTC)

(just gonna do it to about twenty minutes later, maybe Foggy could now try to fight Wolf off?) (Insert Sarcasm)Bite Me, Dean! 17:31, February 22, 2017 (UTC)

(that's fine, but she can't really fight back bc she's blind and i low-key think she's clawless)**Silverstar** 01:27, February 23, 2017 (UTC)

(aighty, Hidden could always come and fight him and he get away I don't want him to die just yet but Hidden will still kill him) Wolfflame sat back grooming his pelt. "See?" He said cruelly. The gray warrior wasn't all right in his head and to be honest never was. (Insert Sarcasm)Bite Me, Dean! 17:34, February 23, 2017 (UTC)

(but if hidden sees him, then he'd have to get kicked out of the clan) Foggysky's body burned with agony, and she remained cowered away from the warrior, snarling under her breath. "You'll regret ever doing this to me!!"**Silverstar** 16:39, February 24, 2017 (UTC)

"Th-Thanks," Ravenpaw mewed, feeling pleased with himself as he laid the dead duck on a patch of dry ground. The black-and-white apprentice then shook out his wet fur. --look me in the eye 20:46, February 24, 2017 (UTC)

Thornpad purred. "I think that's enough hunting for one day. Tomorrow we'll practice some battle moves," he mewed. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 03:08, February 26, 2017 (UTC)

"Mmk," Ravenpaw replied, as he trotted back over to the duck, picking it up in his jaws. --look me in the eye 06:25, February 26, 2017 (UTC)

(I know, he'll be a rogue lol) (Insert Sarcasm)Bite Me, Dean! 17:01, February 27, 2017 (UTC)

(in that case, works for me) Hiddenshade had wittnessed the very end of Foggysky's assault, and at that very moment, rage bubbled in his blood, and he curled a lip. Foggysky was like a little sister to him, his very first apprentice before she became blind and was made Medicine Cat. He'd *skin* that tom!! From the bracken, Hiddenshade roared in anger and leaped forward, protectively standing in front of Foggysky and casting Wolfflame a glower that screamed "death glare". "Swampstar will hear of this *immediately*. So you better get going before I kill you right here and right now, Wolfflame. Be thankful that I'm giving you a headstart, I'd take it if I were you...because I will *slaughter* you for what you have done to Foggysky, to your *Medicine Cat*."**Silverstar** 00:12, February 28, 2017 (UTC)

Wolfflame sneered at the former leader. "What would Swampstar do? He can't do much of anything anymore." The mental tom snickered before taking off. (Insert Sarcasm)Bite Me, Dean! 15:11, February 28, 2017 (UTC)

"Swampstar is an advocate for the code, he must follow it closely because he's leader." The growl rippled deeply in Hiddenshade's throat. "But I'm no longer leader, and therefore, a deserving murder won't be looked down upon so much." He watched the tom leave, standing tall and forcing himself to hold still and not drive his claws into the throat of the tom.

It had been about a quarter moon later, when Foggysky lay in her den. She knew she was pregnant at this point, and the Medicine Cat was greatly disgusted, and enraged at that tom. Hiddenshade had reported to Swampstar, who ordered his warriors to kill Wolfflame on-sight. Swampstar wished to kill the tom himself, but knew it was against the code, and Hiddenshade would do it anways...and he had every right to do so. Foggysky was like Hiddenshade's baby sister.

The Medicine Cat considered terminating her pregnancy via overdosing on some of her herbs, but knew it was wrong. So, she consulted StarClan in her sleep, but saw only one thing: a dark storm.**Silverstar** 20:27, March 4, 2017 (UTC)

Whitetoe was inraged when she found out what Wolfflame did to their medicine cat. Who could even think of doing that to poor Foggysky? She now returned from patrol, a frog in her jaws. She wrinkled her nose at the sour taste. Despite living in the marsh for a long time now, she still didn't like some of the prey. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 21:00, March 4, 2017 (UTC)

A dark storm? What did that mean? Likely something to do with her upcoming kittens...Foggysky stepped forward, pushing her way through the darkness in her dream, before she came across a starry cat. "I need you help."---- Frustrated, Swampstar paced outside of his den.**Silverstar** 21:04, March 4, 2017 (UTC)

Whitetoe padded over to Swampstar with her frog. "Hey, Swampstar. I caught you a frog," she mewed, awkwardly pushing the frog with a paw. "How's Foggysky?" —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 21:13, March 4, 2017 (UTC)

Swampstar gave her a small, thankful smile. "Thank you, Whitetoe." The tom settled down to eat the prey before taking in a deep breath. "She's...alright, confirmed that she's expecting the kits of that savage. The Clan'll kill him on sight, if Hiddenshade doesn't find him first."**Silverstar** 01:57, March 5, 2017 (UTC)

Whitetoe frowned. "What is she going to do?" she asked quietly. Would Foggysky raise her kit? Give it to a queen in the nursery? —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 02:23, March 5, 2017 (UTC)

The leader shrugged his shoulders after he took another mouthful of frog. "I don't know, she's mentioned giving it to another Queen, she loves her duty more than anything."**Silverstar** 02:24, March 5, 2017 (UTC)

Whitetoe nodded. "Makes sense. I'll keep my eyes open for that savage," she growled, digging her claws into the ground, her fiery eyes dark. "How are you doing?" she asked, voice softening. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 02:30, March 5, 2017 (UTC)

"Greetings, Foggysky." The starry cat was Brightstar, the leader who had lived forever. The sorrel tabby gave the pregnant Medicine Cat a small grin, although she couldn't hide the worry glowing in her pale eyes. "I see you need some...consulting."

Swampstar finished up his meal, and moved onto cleaning his paws. "I'm fine, just a bit stressed right now. How about you?"**Silverstar** 02:33, March 5, 2017 (UTC)

"I'm fine too. Just been doing warrior things... patrolling, hunting..." Whitetoe meowed. "The usual." —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 02:37, March 5, 2017 (UTC)

"But it's better than having some big attack on camp, right?" Swampstar asked with a small yawn before shifting uncomfortably. "I've felt a disturbance, though. Not sure how else to describe it."

"Yes, Brightstar." Foggysky lowered her head as she closed her blind eyes. She was only able to see while visiting with StarClan. "I...I don't know what to do. I can't kill my kittens, but I don't want them, I *can't* have them. Do I give them to another queen?"**Silverstar** 02:49, March 5, 2017 (UTC)

Whitetoe squinted her eyes, scanning the camp. She didn't see anything bad. But she did feel a slight prickle in her fur. *Maybe Wolfflame's planning an attack?*she shook her head. She didn't think so. "Should we increase patrols?" —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 02:52, March 5, 2017 (UTC)

"I might talk to Morningwing about it, we do need to increase patrols to make sure Wolfflame's gone anyways." Swampstar rumbled.

Brightstar took in a breath before shuffling her white paws slowly. "We've been talking, and..." Brightstar seemed to hesitate with her words. Would Foggysky accept their decision? "...We, StarClan, think that it'd be best if you can raise the kitten. It'll be a single son, and if you can't save him...-" Brightstar trailed off, her eyes suddenly darkening. "-...a storm will be brewing."**Silverstar** 02:55, March 5, 2017 (UTC)

"Oh, okay," Whitetoe mewed, suddenly remembering she was no longer deputy, so this wasn't her responsibility. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 13:26, March 5, 2017 (UTC)

Swampstar gave a small flick of his pale tail. "If it'd make you feel better, you're more than welcome to lead one of the patrols, unless you need some rest."

Foggysky stiffened. Really? She was to be stuck with this kitten, a single son, who might turn into a monster? Were the Clans doomed if she refused. "A-Alright...so long as I can still focus on my duties."**Silverstar** 18:03, March 5, 2017 (UTC)

"Sure! Yes! I don't need rest. I can do it now," Whitetoe replied quickly. —**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 19:00, March 5, 2017 (UTC)

Swampstar nodded slowly. "Good, go make some arrangments with Morningwing, tell him I want him to send out one other patrol as well."

"Very well...I wish you the best, Foggysky." The starry leader gave a small dip of her head, and faded from Foggysky's dreams. Slowly, everything went black, until Foggysky was awake and sightless once more.**Silverstar** 20:50, March 6, 2017 (UTC)

"Okay. I guess I'll see you later then..." Whitetoe meowed quietly, waving her tail good-bye. She frowned, her pelt prickling. Why did she have to admit her feelings to Swampstar?? Now every time she spoke to him, it just seemed werid. She tried to avoid him nowadays because she was worried he didn't like her company anymore. *I don't want things to be werid between us! I just want things to be how they used to! Why did I have to say anything? You're stupid, Whitetoe!  Why can't you just keep your mouth shut?*—**p****a****t****c****h****f****e****a****t****h****e****r** **. You're poison running through my veins** 01:10, March 7, 2017 (UTC)

Swampstar nodded slowly, watching her leave. He went silent for a while before curiously gazing at Foggysky as she approached. "Has StarClan spoken?" He asked softly, and the pregnant medicine cat nodded nervously. "They have, Swampstar..."**Silverstar** 20:51, March 9, 2017 (UTC)