SoulClan/Roleplay/Archive 1

The darkness that always enfolded SoulClan's territory wasn't new to Rainwisp. He had lived in the shadows his entire life, he didn't know what sunlight looked like. *What color is the sky? What do clouds look like?* He wondered often. He was curious if his Clanmates ever wondered this as well. *Do they ever wish they lived in open fields like me?* He shook his narrow head, riding of the thoughts. This was his home, and he loved it. He shouldn't be concerned about sunshine and rainbows!

He trugged along a path toward a patch of lush green moss. He sighed. Despite recieving his warrior name not long ago, he was treated as an apprentice - maybe the apprentices were treated better than him. His Clanmates highly disliked him...
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 00:38, August 25, 2017 (UTC)

Embersong bent down to take a drink at the river. Unlike Rainwisp, the shadows never bothered her. She liked them surrounding her, and she never wanted to know what the sun looked like. Some elders, who lived before all the trees grew, said it was just some boring light circle in the sky. Who cares about that?

A mouse suddenly scurried by. Embersong dropped into the hunter's crouch and swiped a paw at it. She missed. She was really bad at hunting - in her whole life she only caught five pieces of prey: One during apprenticeship, two during her warrior assessment, and two when she was a warrior. Usually the dark colored cats were born good at hunting, but Embersong was another story. She was like a light colored SoulClan cat, but even worse. ***Courage*** is resistance to ***fear.*** 13:05, August 25, 2017 (UTC)

Rainwisp began raking the moss out, ears flicking nervously at every sound. He had no idea why, but his Clanmates really freaked him out sometimes. After collecting a huge load, he began heading back to camp, humming quietly to himself to hide his nerves.
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 13:18, August 25, 2017 (UTC)

Embersong decided to try and catch some prey. Hunting is sometimes more important than fighting, since battles don't occur everyday. But you do need to eat everyday, that's for sure. She dropped again in the hunter's crouch, and slowly crept up on a nearby rabbit, but it was too fast for her. It ran away. *Focus!* she thought. Another mouse went by. Embersong leaped, eyes closed. When she landed, she opened her eyes, and there it was. She had caught prey! Proud of herself, she went back into the clearing and laid it on the fresh-kill pile. ***Courage*** is resistance to ***fear.*** 11:52, August 26, 2017 (UTC)

"Great catch," Larchstar appeared from the shadows of his den. "We need more hunters like you," he said kindly. ---- Meanwhile, Rainwisp padded into camp, giving Larchstar a flitting glance and hurrying away. Something about him made his fur crawl.
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 13:36, August 26, 2017 (UTC)

Shadeheart looked up at the Highrock, wishing she could be up there one day. She looked at the Fresh-Kill pile. She saw it was fully stocked, and sighed. She wanted to do something. Not just sit around in camp all day. Turtle Tail Dawn of
 the... CLANS

Embersong's eyes widened, in surprise and confusion. First of all, she was the worst hunter in the world - someone had gave her a stick with the words "worst hunter" carved on it just to rub it in. Second of all, why would she be getting a compliment on her catch? The rabbit didn't see or feel juicy. It was probably blind or something anyway. And plus, the leader had always been highly disappointed every single day when Embersong went out and came back with nothing, even when she had returned with prey. She dipped her head to the leader in thanks, but stared at him afterward. Something was just not right... ***Courage*** is resistance to ***fear.*** 00:21, August 28, 2017 (UTC) 18:00, August 26, 2017 (UTC)

Shadeheart watched Embersong and Rainwhisp, sighing. She always thought she was left out on things. She hadn't yet admitted it because she didn't want to sound like a drama queen. "Embersong?" She suddenly asked, feeling surprise as the name slipped out of her mouth. She quickly covered it with her tail. Turtle Tail Dawn of
 the... CLANS

Larchstar gave Embersong a polite nod, before going back to his den. ---- Rainwisp hurried to the elders den with the moss in his jaws to hide clean their bedding.
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 21:31, August 27, 2017 (UTC)

Embersong continued staring at Larchstar for a while. She was startled by the voice calling her name, but suddenly muffled. She turned around, and saw Shadeheart with her tail in her mouth. "Oh, sorry, have you changed your mind about asking me about something? If so, I'll just go away if I'm bothering you." ***Courage*** is resistance to ***fear.*** 00:21, August 28, 2017 (UTC)

Sandynose watched out of the coner of his eye as Shadeheart and Embersong talked. He felt his hackles rising, but he tried to push them down. He wasn't friends with either of them, but seeing them *not* looking at him made him annoyed. He was used to being mooned over by *everyone,* and he had a special place for Embersong.

"Oi! Embersong, Shadeheart! Get your tails over here!" He yowled, lashing his tail in annoyance when they ignored him.

"You two! Hunting patrol, now!" He turned his back on the two she-cats, closing his eyes and trying to ease his breathing. *I must have a problem. Honestly, I'm aggressive to everyone except Larchstar. Why? I like Embersong, but how can I hate her at the same time?*

*No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 01:12, August 28, 2017 (UTC)*

Rainwisp had finished the bedding finally and was looking forward to hiding again. He veered away from Sandynose and skittered away fast, hoping the tom wouldn't order him to do more things, and besides, Sandynose was *scary.*
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 01:34, August 28, 2017 (UTC)

Sandynose reopened his eyes and eyed Rainwisp skittering away at what seemed like top speed, and an unwanted feeling of sorrow washed over him. Rainwisp was a kind cat, but Sandynose didn't like him. Well, he tried to not like him.

"Rainwisp!" He called tartly across to the tom, tail once again lashing furiously.

No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 01:41, August 28, 2017 (UTC)

*Oh no, oh no, oh no. Don't yell, please don't be mad at me please don't yell,* Rainwisp thought, halting, nearly letting out a half scared half suprised squeak as he heard Sandynose call his name. Turning around swiftly, he limped back over to Sandynose, crouching as if he was afirad of being hit. "Y-yes, sir?"
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 01:47, August 28, 2017 (UTC)

Pity sweeped over Sandynose as he glared down at the terrified Rainwisp, who was quivering and wincing constantly. Sandynose lowered himself to be on Rainwisp's level and whispered, "why don't you go do your own thing for once? You deserve it. I have to say, I do sometimes overwork you..." He trailed off, standing up straight once more.

"One more thing. Never bow at my paws. I don't like it, however much I dislike you." Sandynose turned his back on Rainwisp, thinking, *why in the name of StarClan am I being **nice*****?**

**No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 02:19, August 28, 2017 (UTC)**

Wishfoot looked across the clearing to where Sandynose was, and where Rainwisp had just been. Her own kits were due to come any day now, and it was getting *boring.* Briskly, she trotted over to where the deputy was. Sweeping her tail side to side, she sighed. "Sandynose, why in the name of StarClan are you being *nice?*" She knew that not everyone would take her jokes as funny, but it was fun to experiment. More seriously, she added, "And do you know why Rainwisp is always being tormented? You'd think he was an enemy kit!" forget *honesty*~~i wanna see you be BRAVE 02:25, August 28, 2017 (UTC)

Sandynose turned abruptly and glared at Wishfoot, before his gaze softened. Wishfoot was expecting his kits (pause here is that okay for you Star? Is it okay for those two to be mates?) and he couldn't help but care for her.

"Look, I don't know why I'm being nice," he admitted. "But I do kinda feel sorry for Rainwisp. He's so..." Sandynose paused to look for the right words.

"Paranoid. He thinks I'm going to rip his throat out every second he lays eyes on me." A lump formed in his throat when he remembered how Rainwisp had used to be, fun and cheerful, always eager to play with Sandynose. Sandynose leaned forward and touched his muzzle to Wishfoot's head. He felt his heart burst with love for the she-cat. Her reassuring scent washed over him like a wave and it weaved around him, soothing him.

No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 02:32, August 28, 2017 (UTC)

Sandynose whispered in her ear, "do you know how many kits yet?"

No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 03:31, August 28, 2017 (UTC)

Embersong once again turned around at her name. There was Sandynose, turned around. She shrugged. *He's not going to be happy at me ignoring him, but I honestly didn't hear what he said,* she thought. "Anyway, Shadeheart, what were you going to say?"

***Courage*** is resistance to ***fear.*** 11:52, August 28, 2017 (UTC)

Rainwisp stood frozen to the spot at Sandynose's words. *Why don't you go do your own thing for once? You deserve it...* he watched Sandynose pad away, still frozen for a moment. What should he do? Forcing himself to stand up straight and glanced around thoughtfully. *I could go find the sun...*
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 13:39, August 28, 2017 (UTC)

Shadeheart sighed. "It's just that, I want to talk to someone. I feel so... lonely here."

Shadeheart watched as Sandynose mooned over Wishfoot, but she thought that he was just a bossy tom. She had no love for him, however much she thought that he thought it. She had almost called out, 'hey, Sandynose!' but she decided tormenting the tom was no use. It would just make him bossier, she had decided. Turtle Tail Dawn of
 the... CLANS

Rainwisp glanced at Shadeheart and Embersong then sighed. *Finding the sun is a dumb idea. I'd never get there, and I'd probably get in trouble for leaving the territroy. '**Maybe they'd want to go hunting? I don't even remember how to hunt, its been a long time...*** **Curiously and shyly, he made his way over to them, trying to not look like he was afriad. "Uh, hi, uh, I was wondering if you want to go hunting?" he asked them.**
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 21:34, August 28, 2017 (UTC)

Shadeheart jumped. "Uh... I didn't see you there. Sure."

She looked at Embersong. "What about you?" Turtle Tail Dawn of
 the... CLANS

"I just went hunting a while ago, but it won't hurt to practice my hunting! Of course I'll come," answered Embersong. "Anyone else coming with us?" She looked around. ***Courage*** is resistance to ***fear.*** 22:54, August 28, 2017 (UTC)

Rainwisp glanced around uncomfortbly but no one else stepped forth. "I guess we can go now?" he mewed, making his way to the camp entrance.
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 23:22, August 28, 2017 (UTC)

"Yeah, I guess, unless Shadeheart wants to wait until another cat comes," said Embersong. ***Courage*** is resistance to ***fear.*** 23:25, August 28, 2017 (UTC)

Wishfoot ran after the exiting cats, panting as her belly made it hard to maneuver. "Wait!" She paused as her chest heaved. "I'll . . . come . . . too." She waited for her breath to come back, and continued. "I haven't hunted in about a moon." She knew that she couldn't risk any hardcore activity, but she was determined to prove that she was still a valuable asset to the Clan. "I know what you're thinking. 'You're too delicate, you're too weak, you're too--' Blah blah blah!" The queen glared at all of them. "I'm coming, and there's nothing you can do to stop me. Besides," she smiled, "you need someone to provide you with your daily jokes!" forget *honesty*~~i wanna see you be BRAVE 02:00, August 29, 2017 (UTC)

Rainwisp gave the queen a long worried look before nodding. "Okay, let's go!" he mewed, feeling excited for once. It had been a long time since he had joined a hunting patrol! Or hunted! *Why can't we just have the apprentices do my work? I think I'd be more useful as a real warrior!* "Where are we going to hunt at?" he asked, realizing he had no clue where the good spots were.
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 02:12, August 29, 2017 (UTC)

Sandynose was heartbroken when Wishfoot raced off, not answering his question. *Sometimes I think she hates me... I'm going to go after her and ask.* He trotted out of camp, following Wishfoot's gorgeous scent. *I love her, but I have a feeling she hates me...*

*No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 04:32, August 29, 2017 (UTC)*

"Maybe we should try near those rocks over there? I went there once and it was full of prey," suggested Embersong. Then she turned her head around and saw Sandynose coming towards them. *Oh, great*, she thought. ***Courage*** is resistance to ***fear.*** 11:28, August 29, 2017 (UTC)

Rainwisp nodded slowly, padding onwards and trying to pick up any faint prey scents. It felt odd to have this many cats near him, he prefered to be alone, but it felt nice and made the world feel less threatening.
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 13:23, August 29, 2017 (UTC)

Embersong looked at Rainwisp, then Sandynose. *I don't want anything to do with **him**,* thought Embersong. She quickly went to catch up with Rainwisp. "Come on, guys!" she called to Wishfoot and Shadeheart. ***Courage*** is resistance to ***fear.*** 13:50, August 29, 2017 (UTC)

"Wishfoot!" Sandynose called to the patrol as he bounded after them, the reassuring scent of prey crashing over him like a wave.

"Wishfoot! Wait!"

No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 23:54, August 29, 2017 (UTC)

(hey, when should wishfoot give birth? she's awful close to kitting) Wishfoot turned around to see her mate sprinting towards the tall trees that engulfed SoulClan territory. "Hey, Sandynose! Whatcha doing?" Her face was cheerful but deep down she knew something was wrong. The way her mate looked, the way he was running . . . something was definitely off. forget *honesty*~~i wanna see you be BRAVE 00:17, August 30, 2017 (UTC)

Rainwisp paused as he heard Sandynose call to Wishfoot. He turned around, looking faintly worried.
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 00:37, August 30, 2017 (UTC)

Sandynose raced over to Wishfoot, trying to keep his features controlled and calm. "Wishfoot! I need to speak with you in private!" (Maybe Wishfoot could kit when she returns to camp with Sandynose because of stomach pains??)

No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 00:39, August 30, 2017 (UTC)

(all right, sure) Wishfoot panted as she struggled to keep up with her beloved Sandynose. *Okay, it might've been a good thing that I* didn't *go hunting. I would've fallen flat on my face!* She panted as her rounded belly jiggled a bit. Stopping to catch her breath, her stomach hurt slightly. It's nothing, she told herself and continued walking, her belly still wriggling. As she collapsed at the entrance, a wave of pain make her cry out. "Sandynose! Sandynose! They're coming!" And she moaned as her body ached all over. forget *honesty*~~i wanna see you be BRAVE 00:46, August 30, 2017 (UTC)

Sandynose felt his blood go cold when he turned to see Wishfoot sprawled out across the ground, whimpering as spasms gripped her body. *Oh no, oh no, oh no, not here, not here!!*

"Wishfoot!" He yowled as she raced over to crouch at the she-cat's side, his eyes blazing in concentration to stay calm.

"Someone! Help! Wishfoot's kits are coming!"

No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 02:30, August 30, 2017 (UTC)

Sandynose couldn't help but panick. He had never had kits before... And he was terrfied.

No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 02:43, August 30, 2017 (UTC)

Surprisingly, Rainwisp followed and calmly watched. He had helped out the medicine cat before. Everything would be okay. He zipped past the cats into camp and fetched the medicine cat for help.
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 03:05, August 30, 2017 (UTC)

*How is Rainwisp so calm?* Sandynose wondered as he crouched beside his rasping mate, waiting for the medicine cat to come.

No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 07:47, August 30, 2017 (UTC)

Embersong followed Rainwisp. "Wishfoot, please stay calm, but uh, I think the medicine cat is somewhere far away picking herbs - and I don't know where," she mewed. Though she told the queen to stay calm, she was defintely not calm herself. It wasn't her that was kitting, but it was at least *someone* kitting. Without a medicine cat.

"I guess we'll go hunting later. Someone needs to get Dewdrop!" she exclaimed.

***Courage*** is resistance to ***fear.*** 23:33, August 30, 2017 (UTC)

Rainwisp returned to his clanmates. "I can help her while someone finds Dewdrop. I've seen kits delivered before," he mewed confidantly, rushing over to a large firm stick. "Bite down on this, Wishfoot. Everything will be okay." The tabby ran his paws along the she-cats flank, feeling it shudder beneath them. He tried to find the kits, hopefully count how many there were, but he only felt one head, maybe another. *One or two, maybe more...*
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 23:47, August 30, 2017 (UTC)

"Good luck," Embersong nodded to Wishfoot. "I'll go ask somebody where Dewdrop is. I'll come back soon!" With that, Embersong rushed away. ***Courage*** is resistance to ***fear.*** 23:49, August 30, 2017 (UTC)

Wishfoot looked at her mate with her good eye. "What do I do?" Seeing the stick, she reached out and clamped her jaws around it. A new wave of pain ran through her, and she bit down on the stick, trying hard not to cry out. "Where's Dewdrop? What do I do? Help!" *This is my first litter. I don't know what I'm doing!* Wishfoot never seemed afraid. But now, in this environment, in this situation . . . she was scared. Afraid, nervous, anxious. Fearful. *What if I die? What if our kits die? What if something goes wrong?* She didn't know what would happen. forget *honesty*~~i wanna see you be BRAVE 01:28, August 31, 2017 (UTC)

"It'll be fine, Wishfoot," Shadeheart meowed, trying to comfort her. She knew her words didn't help much at all, that she was just another comforting warrior. Shadeheart looked at Rainwisp. She wasn't able to keep her jaw from not dropping in awe of how calm he was. "Will she be okay?" Shadeheart asked Rainwisp carefully. Turtle Tail Dawn of
 the... CLANS

"Shh," Rainwisp soothed. "Push as hard as you can and focus on breathing. It'll be over soon," he added. He glanced at Shadeheart for a moment. "She'll be fine. As long as she keeps calm," he mewed. For once in Rainwisp's life he felt calm and confident about what he was doing and it amazed him. *I know what I'm doing and I know I'm helping.* (how many kits will they be having?)
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 19:55, August 31, 2017 (UTC)

Shadeheart sat down, waiting for Dewdrop to be there. Turtle Tail Dawn of
 the... CLANS

(I reckon three kits would be good) Sandynose paced next to his mate, fur bristling, tail lashing, trying to block out Wishfoot's cries of pain. His heart raced as he waited for someone to say *something* but no one did. *Oh StarClan let Wishfoot be alright...*

No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 21:16, August 31, 2017 (UTC)

*Who should I ask...Larchstar! He seems a bit weird at the moment, but I'm not that, um,* liked *with the others,* thought Embersong. She poked her head in the leader's den. "Larchstar! It's an emergency! Wishfoot is kitting but Dewdrop is out picking herbs! Do you know where she is? Like, exactly where she is?" she asked with a panicked voice. ***Courage*** is resistance to ***fear.*** 21:42, August 31, 2017 (UTC)

Larchstar lifted his head from a doze, hearing Embersong's voice and seeing her face inside his den. "I'm afriad I don't know where Dewdrop is at the moment," he meowed, rising to his paws. "Is someone with her?" he asked, feeling concerned. (you know, i kinda don't think larchstar is gonna be evil; he did a bad thing, but i can't see him being really really bad xD)

"The first kit is here!" Rainwisp announced nuzzling the wet bundle. "Sandynose, come over here. Lick it dry, get it breathing," he instructed. "Great job, Wishfoot. Just keep breathing and push," he encouraged the queen.
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 21:47, August 31, 2017 (UTC)

(I think we should make him hide the real Larchstar before the rp started, because the imposter Larchstar wanted to be leader, making him not *that* evil) "Great. Just great. Huh? Oh, no, nobody went with her. At least I don't think," mewed Embersong. "I'd better ask someone else." *Who now?* Then she suddenly remembered Shadeheart hadn't gone with her when she went to the den with Rainwisp. She could ask her! But then, where was she?(@Hollytuft @Lyrics this is a very good time you guys get in especially you lyrics cause you're the med cat and we are in really big need of you) ***Courage*** is resistance to ***fear.*** 21:54, August 31, 2017 (UTC)

(or maybe he did kill the real larchstar to save the clan? maybe the real larchstar was being cruel and stuff, so imposter larchstar killed him cause he thought it was the right thing to do. also, would it be okay if after this rain because mca?) "Hmm... Is someone with Wishfoot?" Larchstar asked in his deep voice. As long as someone was with the queen who knew how to handle it, he was confident she'd be okay.
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 22:02, August 31, 2017 (UTC)

(don't ask me ask lyrics she's the mc after all) "Yeah. Rainwisp. But still, he isn't a medicine cat. Queens can die kitting, you know, and if an *actual medicine cat* is there, we can be more sure that won't happen to Wishfoot," Embersong pointed out, her legs starting to shake. ***Courage*** is resistance to ***fear.*** 22:15, August 31, 2017 (UTC)

Larchstar frowned at the name Rainwisp. He was a good lad, but not the type he'd expect to be helping a queen give birth. "She-cats have kits alone all the time, and they're fine. Yes, there are risks, but there are risks to everything we do everyday," he tried to reassure her, then suggested. "Why don't we go out and find her? I also want to see how Wishfoot is doing."
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 22:22, August 31, 2017 (UTC)

(oh sorry i didn't respond yes i think that's a good background for Larchstar and Larchstar. For reference when we're talking when the rp is paused, what is imposter larchstar's real name?) "Okay. You can go look at Wishfoot and I'll try to find Dewdrop. Or I could ask Shadeheart first," suggested Embersong. ***Courage*** is resistance to ***fear.*** 22:55, August 31, 2017 (UTC)

Wishfoot groaned as the kits inside her shuffled their way to the entrance. A spasm of pain rolled through her, and she wasn't able to find the stick. Instead, she bit down on a nearby tail, waiting for the hurt to wash away. Afterwards, she realized that she bit down on Rainwisp's tail. "Oh no, I'm so sorry! Get me a stick, I don't think I'll make it without one!" *I'm scared. Scared for me, scared for Sandynose . . . but most of all, for my kits. What will happen if* I *don't make it?* Her whimpers were drowned out by the worried whispers of the other cats. forget *honesty*~~i wanna see you be BRAVE 23:11, August 31, 2017 (UTC)

Embersong was already near the border of SoulClan when she heard the cry of Wishfoot. *She needs a stick!* Fortunately, she was already in the forest. She quickly grabbed a nearby stick and ran towards the den. *I wonder what happened to the old one*, she thought. She gave the stick to Wishfoot. "I know you might be wondering why I haven't come back with Dewdrop. I was on the search but then I heard you needed a stick, so...I'd better get going." Before Wishfoot could respond, Embersong ran away. ***Courage*** is resistance to ***fear.*** 23:18, August 31, 2017 (UTC)

(his name is Skippingstone. maybe at some point in the future he'll reveal he's not Larchstar?) "Which ever is fine," Larchstar meowed, hurrying out of the den. He soon found the cats gathered around Wishfoot, while Rainwisp was stroking his tail, trying to hold back angry yowls. "S'ok," the gray tom mewed. "The second one is coming, keep pushing Wishfoot!" Larchstar watched the tom with curiousity, then flicked his tail. Wishfoot appeared to be fine, he could be useful and look for Dewdrop. ---- Rainwisp forced the pain in his tail away by digging his claws into his flank. *I wonder where Dewdrop is. Perhaps she's sharing words with StarClan? Maybe she's outside the territory gathering herbs... I wish she were here right now to convince the others Wishfoot's okay. Everyone's freaking out which is making everything worse, and they aren't listening to me when I tell them it's fine. I... I wish I were a medicine cat.*
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 00:16, September 1, 2017 (UTC)

Sandynose curled tighter around his firstborn son, licking the tiny tom's ears lovingly. "It's okay Wishfoot," he breathed when his mate gave a yowl of pain.

No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 02:18, September 1, 2017 (UTC)

"Next kit has been kitted," Rainwisp quietly announced, carrying it to Sandynose to lick. Lightly padding back over to the queen, he let his paws rest on her belly and felt a single bump. "There's one more left," he informed them. "Just a few more pushes and it'll be over."
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 14:02, September 1, 2017 (UTC)

*The kitting must be over already. I've wasted too much time,* Embersong thought. *I should still look for Dewdrop though. Maybe I could tell her to assign someone as an apprentice or something so this doesn't happen. Maybe Rainwisp could do...*

Embersong thought she saw a cat run by, but no, it was just a rabbit. Embersong dropped, forgetting about Dewdrop, and pounced on it. But it had ran away. The tangy smell of herbs near Embersong reminded her of the medicine cat. *Wait. If herbs were still here, and she said she was picking herbs, that means I've gone the wrong way!* ***Courage*** is resistance to ***fear.*** 12:36, September 2, 2017 (UTC)

After a few more moments, the last kit was born. This one, Rainwisp gently picked up by the scruff and carried it over to Wishfoot's muzzle. "Congratulations. You have three healthy kits."
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 13:02, September 2, 2017 (UTC)

"Dewdrop! Where are you!" Embersong started shouting once she had gone a different way. "Wishfoot just kitted, and well..." Embersong gave up. The kits were probably already here, and there was absolutely no trace of Dewdrop, so Embersong turned around and went back into the clearing. She ran into the den. "How are the kits coming? No, I couldn't find Dewdrop at all." ***Courage*** is resistance to ***fear.*** 13:07, September 2, 2017 (UTC)

Rainwisp turned to Embersong, puffing out his chest with pride. "Three healthy kits are here, they're noisy!" then his brow furrowed with concern. "No sigh of her at all? Maybe she has gone to speak with StarClan, or trading herbs with one of the other Clans." ---- Larchstar padded back into camp, he had failed to find the medicine cat as well.
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 13:15, September 2, 2017 (UTC)

"Maybe," said Embersong. "She'll show up soon." ***Courage*** is resistance to ***fear.*** 13:31, September 2, 2017 (UTC)

Weakly Wishfoot pressed all her kits to her belly. "They're beautiful," she hoarsely whispered. "Sandynose, come look." There was nothing more precious than these kits suckling. Their scent . . . wow. She laid her head down, so tired, and drifted off into a deep sleep. forget *honesty*~~i wanna see you be BRAVE 14:58, September 2, 2017 (UTC)

"So, what are you going to name them?" Embersong asked. She suddenly realized at a normal kitting that cats weren't allowed to come in the den right after a queen, so she wasn't supposed to ask that question. "Oh, uh, sorry if I'm bothering you, I'll, um, go away." ***Courage*** is resistance to ***fear.*** 20:07, September 2, 2017 (UTC)

"Let's leave the parents to peace," Rainwisp mewed with a kind look to Embersong before padding out of the den. He was met by Larchstar dashing across the camp towards him. "How did the kitting go? How is Wishfoot?" Rainwisp purred. "All's well." Larchstar studied the spotted tom closely. "You did well back there," he remarked. Pride bubbled in Rainwisp's chest once more. Dipping his head to Larchstar he meowed, "Thank you, sir."
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 21:16, September 2, 2017 (UTC)

"I agree. Dewdrop should make you her apprentice or something," meowed Embersong after she went out of the den. "I'll go find Shadeheart again. We were going to go hunting, remember?" ***Courage*** is resistance to ***fear.*** 22:26, September 2, 2017 (UTC)

"That would be pretty cool," Rainwisp grinned, following Embersong. "Maybe I'll ask her. For the first time ever I was confident with what I was doing..." he trailed off. Rainwisp had been interested in becoming a medicine cat when he was a kit, but his father refused to have one of his sons train as one, thinking it as a weak role. "Yeah, let's go hunting."
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 01:54, September 3, 2017 (UTC)

"Wishfoot?" Sandynose whispered, nudging his mate awake. "I have some names for the kits." Wishfoot stayed silent so Sandynose went on, asuming she was waiting for him to talk.

"We could name this tom," Sandynose paused to gesture at the tiny, scrambling figure of the dark grey tom-kit with white paws.

"Jaykit, I think would suit him." Sandynose purred when his son clawed his father's tail-tip, mewing. Sandynose then turned to the only she-cat in the litter, a little she-cat with a mixed grey pelt.

"I think Silverkit. The combonation of greys make her look vaguely silver." Wishfoot gave a weak purr by the sounds of it. Then, Sandynose gestured warmly at the runt of the litter, a tiny sandy ginger tabby tom with light grey stripes.

"Rowankit. I think he'll remind us of the ancient ShadowClan leader." Sandynose licked Wishfoot's ears again lovingly, before retreating out of the den to leave his mate to rest. He imediately rushed over to where Rainwisp was leaving camp.

"Thank you, for helping Wishfoot," he murmured, his tail swishing across the ground.

No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 03:41, September 3, 2017 (UTC)

Rainwisp halted at Sandynose's voice and turned to the tom, dipping his head slightly. "Anyone could have done it." As the then became farther in the past, Rainwisp's pride had lessened, making him think more about his actions. Was he really that special for keeping calm and helping a queen kit? Did it really mean he should become a medicine cat? *Anyone could have done it... right?*
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 05:19, September 3, 2017 (UTC)

Sandynose couldn't believe Rainwisp's words. "No," he hissed slowly. "Only *you* could have done that back there. I remember when Dewdrop helped your mother kit you, she wasn't sympathetic at all. She, sort of... blacked out."

*Only you could have done that Rainwisp. No one else.*

*No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 07:23, September 3, 2017 (UTC)*

*"*Yeah. *I* wouldn't have been able to do that," said Embersong. She padded away slowly, keeping her eyes open for Shadeheart. ***Courage*** is resistance to ***fear.*** 12:14, September 3, 2017 (UTC)

Raipwisp ducked his head in embarrassment, flatered by their words. *Only I could have done it...?* "Thank you," he mewed quietly to Sandynose before following Embersong in search of Shadeheart. *Before I decide anything, I want to wait, maybe see if another moment comes by where someone is hurt and Dewdrop isn't around to help... I always seem to get over excited when I do something great, so maybe I should wait until I'm sure... And if I become a medicine cat... what about my plans?* He had never told anyone else his secret dream. He wanted to one day leave the Clan, finding the sun and living beneath its glow as a loner perhaps, or maybe joining SunClan, his mothers Clan, finding a mate one day, have kits, teach them everything he knows.... *I can't have any of that if I chose the path of a medicine cat.*
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 13:06, September 3, 2017 (UTC)

"You can't have any of what?" Embersong asked. Then she suddenly realized Rainwisp might've been talking to himself and she stuck her tail in her mouth. ***Courage*** is resistance to ***fear.*** 14:04, September 3, 2017 (UTC)

Rainwisp jumped a little at the sound of Embersong's voice and realized he must have whispered out loud. "Oh, uh, it's nothing really. Just something stupid."
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 17:36, September 3, 2017 (UTC)

"Oh, okay," said Embersong. "Now where is Shadeheart...? I've been running around in too many circles trying to find Dewdrop to remember where we were before all this." ***Courage*** is resistance to ***fear.*** 18:05, September 3, 2017 (UTC)

Wishfoot purred as her three precious kits mewled and pawed at her for milk. "They're so cute," she meowed to no one in particular. "And their names . . . are so perfect." She paused, trying to get comfy, when she realized she was still near the entrance of camp. "Um . . . can I move to the nursery now?" She scooped up Jaykit, and he wailed loudly. "Shh," she murmured through the fur. "Mommy's got you." Her heart burst as her son's smell enveloped her. *They're perfect. They really are.* forget *honesty*~~i wanna see you be BRAVE 22:42, September 3, 2017 (UTC)

Talonfang was padding towards camp, a plump vole in her jaws, which she held proudly. The fluffy molly halted, eyes widening when she saw Wishfoot near the entrance with three little kits. She dropped her vole and walked over with high grace. "You've kitted!" she remarked, grinning down at the little bundles who were starting to grow fluff. "Do you need help getting to the nursery? You can use one of the old nests. Creekpaw can build you a new one though."

Creekpaw meanwhile padded around aimlessly, with dull eyes and alert ears, waiting for someone or something to appear and kill him at any moment. He needed to find something useful to do... *Maybe Embersong will want me...* Ever since a couple apprentices had turned up dead a few moons ago, everyone believed it to be Creekpaw, finding his fur and scent there. No one trusted him now, no one looked at him like they used to... *I don't know if she even wants to train me anymore...*
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 01:29, September 4, 2017 (UTC)

"Creekpaw!" Sandynose called to the apprentice, pity sweeping over him. *I know he's innocent, and he's a good cat at heart.*

"Hey Creekpaw! Wanna come hunting with me?" Sandynose glanced over his shoulder at the nursery and saw Talonfang conversing with Wishfoot. *Don't you dare go near her Talonfang! I know what you did to frame your brother.*

No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 08:21, September 4, 2017 (UTC)

No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 08:21, September 4, 2017 (UTC)

"I'll come too! I'm his mentor after all," said Embersong, forgetting about Shadeheart. She recalled the shock inside of her when she got announced mentor of Creekpaw. It was a weird decision Larchstar had made since Embersong couldn't hunt. Technically Creekpaw had two mentors(if that's okay with you patch), one for overall, one for hunting. Why Embersong got assigned mentor she really did not know. She had just realized how weird Larchstar was. ***Courage*** is resistance to ***fear.*** 13:10, September 4, 2017 (UTC)

Creekpaw jumped at the sound of Sandynose's voice and padded over, as if he were in slow-motion. "Okay, I guess," he mewed, looking at the ground.
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 14:32, September 4, 2017 (UTC)

Wishfoot saw Talonfang walking over and offering to go over the nursery. She edged away. As a young warrior, she would often slip away to wander the territory, and on the night before her assessment, she found Talonfang standing over a few apprentices, her paws stained with blood. How was she sure it was Talonfang? Her smell. "I know what you did," she whispered-snarled into Talonfang's ear. She scooped up Jaykit and walked over to her mate. "Can you help me, or at least have some cats help me move to the nursery?" forget *honesty*~~i wanna see you be BRAVE 16:00, September 4, 2017 (UTC)

“So, where should we go?" asked Embersong. ***Courage*** is resistance to ***fear.*** 17:43, September 4, 2017 (UTC)

(i'm fine if one other cat knows what talon did, but i'd prefer it if it was just one other cat. if more knew, then they could've just told larchstar about it and she would have been punished. it kinda messes up the plot, talon is supposed to be seen by everyone as a promising loyal warrior. check my post in the disscussions to see the plot if you haven't seen it yet, thanks!) Talonfang took a step back, a hurt look in her eyes before padding out of camp quietly with a seething heart. --- "Uh, I could help before we go..." Creekpaw began quietly to Wishfoot before trailing off.
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 17:49, September 4, 2017 (UTC)

(okay) ***Courage*** is resistance to ***fear.*** 17:52, September 4, 2017 (UTC)

"Sure, Wishfoot," Sandynose breathed touching his nose to Jaykit's head. "Creekpaw, do you want to help?"

No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 19:44, September 4, 2017 (UTC)

"Okay," Creekpaw mewed, glancing at the parents unsurely. He padded over to where the other two kits were and picked one up, then turned to the nursery. *I can make them a new nest later, I guess.*
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 12:51, September 6, 2017 (UTC)

Mothwhisker gulped down his shrew quickly and buried the bones. He glanced over at his best friend, Talonfang, who was standing alone in the middle of the clearing. *I feel so sorry for her,* he thought. *I mean, her* brother *murdered those poor apprentices! I can't imagine having that happen to me. Good thing I'm the only cat in my litter.*

*Where's Embersong?* Mothwhisker had a crush on the friendly she-cat, and whenever she was out of his sight it worried him. *I'll go look for her.*

*No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 06:41, September 8, 2017 (UTC)*

Creekpaw turned back and fetched Wishfoot's other kit and gently set him next to the other. Warmth buzzed in Creekpaw's chest for a moment at the sight of the kits, but was replaced again by a cloud of nothingness as he remembered he and Talonfang used to cuddle like that.
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 17:25, September 8, 2017 (UTC)

Sandynose purred at the sight of Creekpaw helping so happily. It had been a while since the young apprentice had even *looked* happy and now the Creekpaw was happy, it made Sandynose happy. *He's gone through too much, his sister's betrayal, parents' deaths... He's a lot like me, when I think about it, just less angry all the time.*

*No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 20:15, September 8, 2017 (UTC)*

Creekpaw left the nursery with a swish on his tail and padded back over to the patrol. Sadness stung his heart when he remembered seeing Talonfang flee from camp a moment before. *I wish I could make her feel better.* But he didn't know how she'd react. *Her head is in the clouds.* He swallowed roughly when he caught Sandynose's eye. *She wants his postion. What will she do to get it? No. Everything will be fine. It'll be okay. She wouldn't hurt Sandynose. There's no need to tell anyone. Everything will be okay.*
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 20:47, September 8, 2017 (UTC)

Icekit sat near the nursery, tail flicking excitedly. She couldn't wait to meet her new denmates. They were new friends! --- Ivykit sat off by herself, thinking. Camp was boring, as normal. Snapping out of her thinking, the kit looked up to see Creekpaw with a sad expression on his face. She frowned. *I wonder what's bothering him. Creek*

Suddenly Creekpaw veered away from the patrol, wishing to be alone. He slipped outside of camp and raced through the trees, hissing when he tripped over a trailing bramble. He scrambled up a tree and sat there, breathing heavy and hoping his mentors hadn't followed. He liked this tree the most. It was the tallest and made him feel safe. If he climbed higher, he could even see the sky. *Why did I run from camp? They're going to be mad...*

Evergreenkit poked her head up above her nest, yawning widely. She pranced outside of the nursery and plopped down to groom her pelt, complaining in her head about how she and her brothers should be apprentices by now.
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 02:58, September 9, 2017 (UTC)

When Creekpaw ran out of camp, Ivykit shrugged to herself, though for some reason, his sad and worried expression still bothered her. ----------- Flamekit woke up right after his sister. He yawned and stretched, then walked out of the den. Creek

Evergreenkit's forest green eyes lit up at the sight of her brother leaving the nursery. "Hey!" she called as she padded lightly over. "Wanna leave camp? It sucks in camp. We can go fight foxes 'n stuff outside. Berrykit can come too, if he gets his lazy tail out of the nursery."
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 12:53, September 9, 2017 (UTC)

Embersong saw Mothwhisker coming towards her. He was a friendly cat, so why not greet him? "Hi Mothwhisker!" she exclaimed. ***Courage*** is resistance to ***fear.*** 12:55, September 9, 2017 (UTC)

Flamekit rolled his eyes. "I'd only do that if you want to get our apprentice ceremony held back *again.*" he said. But he knew if Evergreenkit still decided to go out of camp, he would follow. He was too protective of his littermate to let her go alone. Creek

"I doubt Larchstar would do that again. We're like six moons old now. Can he even hold it off longer?" she lifted her tail, eyes sparking with defiance. "Well, I'm not listening to him!" she turned around, ready to march out of camp when she walked into a wall of light tabby fur. She backed up a step and gave an awkward purr to the tom staring sternly down at her. "Hi, Larchstar."
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 22:17, September 9, 2017 (UTC)

"Hi Embersong," Mothwhisker greeted, ducking his head in embarrassment. It was hard, having a crush on someone.

"How are you? I heard how you helped Wishfoot have her kits. That was really brave. I mean," he licked his chest fur. "I probably wouldn't have been able to do it."

No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 01:09, September 10, 2017 (UTC)

Sandynose trotted out of the nursery to see Larchstar standing over Evergreenkit, a stern look in his eyes. Sandynose bounded over to assist his leader.

"Larchstar," he dipped his head in greeting. "Anything I can help with?" He glanced down it Evergreenkit, and his eyes lit up in surprise when he spied Flamekit figeting next to his sister. -

*Mouse-brains, they're in trouble again, I bet.* Berrykit yawned widely before tottering out of the den, just before he saw Larchstar and Sandynose standing over his littermates.

*Oh StarClan they must've been doing really bad stuff to get the leader and deputy involved.*

*No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 01:13, September 10, 2017 (UTC)*

"A pesky kit was going to go behind my back," Larchstar gave Evergreenkit an amused look. Despite the three kits not being his own, he had grown fond of them. He had become like a father to them since (insert foster moms name here) found them. "I think I can take care of it." He gave Sandynose a light-hearted nod before turning back to the kits. "Did I not tell you you were not allowed out of camp until your seventh moon? I told you I'd delay your ceremony farther."
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 01:29, September 10, 2017 (UTC)

Flamekit shot a nervous glance at his foster father and the deputy. Could their ceremony be delayed by conspiring? **The light will always overcome the dark** 01:44, September 10, 2017 (UTC)

"I'm fine. You?" Embersong said. "Oh, and it's Rainwisp you should congradulate. He did most of it, after all." ***Courage*** is resistance to ***fear.*** 11:55, September 10, 2017 (UTC)

(I'm assuming the kits are having an apprentice ceremony?) Shadeheart sat under the Highledge. She didn't like all this rambling - that's not what a warrior/apprentice ceremony is for! Turtle Tail Dawn of
 the... CLANS

(no they arent) Evergreenkit didn't reply, but her eyes burned with anger. "I see that I can't force you to stay in camp as planned. You'll have to learn in other ways." Larchstar didn't know if this was a good idea. "So instead, how about you become apprentices in the next half moon?" It was better than making them wait two and a half moons like he had planned...

Evergreenkit glanced at Flamekit, trying to see by his face how he felt. Only one more half moon staying in camp might not be so terrible...

Meanwhile, Talonfang padded past the closely packed trees of SoulClan territory until they thinned out. She stopped at the scent markers with FrostClan and crossed, greeted woth sunlight dappling her pelt as brown and red leaves fell around her. She had to see Smokewhisker..
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 14:27, September 10, 2017 (UTC)

Flamekit looked up, happiness on his face when Larchstar said they could become apprentices at the half moon. *It's going to happen soon! What I've always wanted is actually going to happen!* He looked over at Evergreenkit, wanting to see how his sister felt about this. **The light will always overcome the dark** 15:32, September 10, 2017 (UTC)

Wishfoot sighed and settled in, looking at her kits suckle. *Wow. They're just perfect.* She saw Creekpaw hanging around, shuffling nervously. "Creekpaw!" she purred. "What's up?" forget *honesty*~~i wanna see you be BRAVE 15:58, September 10, 2017 (UTC)

Seeing the look of happiness on Flamekit's face, Evergreenkit's slitted gaze went back to the light tabby who she nearly reached the shoulder of, then gave a single firm nod. "Does that sound resonable?" Larchstar asked.

"It does. It does... We can and will wait until the halfmoon." Evergreenkit politely dipped her head to Larchstar, then her eyes gleamed with mischief. "Kind of you, but don't think we won't put more stink bugs in your den." Larchstar faked a threatening voice. "You wouldn't dare. I'll watch you like a hawk." He gave her a level stare, while having a hard time keeping himself serious. Evergreenkit stared back at him until she had to hide a grin that was appearing on her face. "Very well."

Creekpaw had left his tree almost as soon as he got to it because he felt guilty for leaving camp. He quickly collected moss for the nursery and returned. He stiffened at Wishfoot's voice as he padded in. "Oh, hi, Wishfoot... I'm cleaning nests. I'll make you a new one."
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 21:35, September 10, 2017 (UTC)

Sandynose fought back a grin as he and Larchstar left the kits to themselves. "Kits!" He sighed overly dramatically, nudging his friend's shoulder playfully.

"I can't believe *I'm* going to have to deal with that in a few moons!"

No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 22:27, September 10, 2017 (UTC)

"Nonsense!" cried Wishfoot. "I'm plenty comfortable in this nest, and I don't need a new one. You looked overworked." She edged closer to Creekpaw. "Why don't you chill here. Don't worry, I don't bite. You can meet my kits." She nudged the gray she-kit. "That's Silverkit." Nudging the dark gray tom, she added, "That's Jaykit. Can you guess what his name is?" she asked, pointing to the sandy tom with gray stripes. forget *honesty*~~i wanna see you be BRAVE 23:38, September 10, 2017 (UTC)

Creekpaw looked down to the kits and nodded as Wishfoot told him who was who. He stared at the sandy tabby with a blank expression. Would it be... bad if if guessed wrong? "Uhh.. um, uh, maybe uh, Stonekit?" he, feeling hopeful but more doubtful. "Or, uh, Dustkit?"

Larchstar mrrowed with amusement. "You're going to have your paws full!" Larchstar was happy with his foster kits, but sometimes he wished he could be as lucky as Sandynose and had his own kits.

Evergreenkit turned to Flamekit with a crooked grin. "Ha! I planned something bad and got good out of it. Ha! Berrykit!" she yowled, hurtling toward her brother.
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 00:06, September 11, 2017 (UTC)

"No, but those are good names. It's Rowankit. However, if we have any more kits, Sandynose and I, I'll just suggest those names. Sandynose named Rowankit after the ancient ShadowClan leader, and Stonekit and Dustkit can also remind us of other ancient cats." She stretched her legs out. "Excuse me if I sound like an elder, but these tales are always so fascinating." forget *honesty*~~i wanna see you be BRAVE 01:19, September 11, 2017 (UTC)

"Oh no..." muttered Flamekit, quickly running after his sister, having a sinking feeling in his chest. **The light will always overcome the dark** 01:34, September 11, 2017 (UTC)

Berrykit yelped in alarm as his sister bowled him over and he hissed in annoyance. "When I'm leader I'll make sure naughty kits like *you* get punished," he spat at Evergreenkit, claws digging into the dirt. -

"Why don't we got eat?" Mothwhisker suggested softly, hoping Embersong would say yes. -

Sandynose entered nursery just as Wishfoot finished speaking to Creekpaw. "Creekpaw! Do you want to come train?" Sandynose offered.

"If not, I don't mind. Wishfoot, I'm sure, would love the company." He gave the apprentice a reassuring grin.

No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 01:40, September 11, 2017 (UTC)

"Oh, that's a good name," Creekpaw relaxed a little. "They are interesting to me... Talonfang used to make fun of me for liking kitten tales." He shifted, uncomfortable with the mention of his sister. He glanced over to the entrance to see Sandynose pad into the nursery. "Oh, uh..." he glanced at Wishfoot, then the moss, then Sandynose and twitched anxiously.
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 02:02, September 11, 2017 (UTC)

"You okay, Creekpaw?" Sandynose asked, tilting his head in concern. He risked a glance at Wishfoot, who had wide eyes as she snuggled their newly born kits into the curve of her belly.

"It's almost midnight," Sandynose pointed out. "I think we should all get some shut eye, shall we?"

No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 08:13, September 11, 2017 (UTC)

"Yeah, yeah, I'm okay," Creekpaw scoffed his forepaw across the ground. "O-okay, I'll go to my den now, I guess," he mewed, padding out of the den with a wave of farewell to Wishfoot. He wondered out into the clearing, still twitching a little. He twitched when he was anxious, for some reason. *Wait, what am I doing?*
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 20:42, September 11, 2017 (UTC)

"Of course!" exclaimed Embersong. But then she thought for a minute. "Although, have the elders eaten yet?" ***Courage*** is resistance to ***fear.*** 23:50, September 12, 2017 (UTC)

"Yeah," Mothwhisker replied. "Sandynose made the apprentices tend to the elders before they went out." -

Sandynose watched his Clan carefully from his perch on top of Tall-Tree. He was the lookout tonight, and he was determined to not let Larchstar down. He had left the leader's side to let Larchstar have to some peace, and he had resumed his lookout post. *Perfect time for an attack,* he thought, sending shivers down his spine. *There's practically no moon. I hope Echostar doesn't take advantage of that... She was furious when she was forced to retreat last time.*

No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 06:40, September 13, 2017 (UTC)

Icekit, Owlkit, and Flamekit all slept in their nests inside the nursery, while Ivykit slept just outside it. The kits were jumpy all day, hearing rumors of a possible attack. Hopefully it doesn't happen... **The light will always overcome the dark** 10:59, September 13, 2017 (UTC)

Evergreenkit wasn't asleep. She kept rolling around and kicking the kits who were sharing her nest. After they started complaining, she decided to give up on sleep and venture out of the den. She was met by chilly leaf-fall air and fluffed out her tortoiseshell pelt. She spotted Sandynose perched on top of Tall-tree and determination surged through her and she scampered over to the bottom, gazing up at him. "Sandynose!" she mewed as loudly and quietly as she could. "Can I come up? I can help. I can't sleep, I want to be useful!"
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 13:53, September 13, 2017 (UTC)

Flamekit, in his nest, let out a loud yowl as his sister kicked him. He tried to go back to sleep, but couldn't. He was wide awake now. Flamekit walked out of the nursery, tripping over lots of other kits as he walked out. The cold night air didn't bother him because of his thick pelt. Seeing Evergreenkit talking to Sandynose, he went over as well. "Can I help too? I can't sleep since someone" - he shot a glance at Evergreenkit - "kept kicking me." **The light will always overcome the dark** 18:29, September 13, 2017 (UTC)

Sandynose tried not to show his amusement. "Okay," he meowed. "Both of you can help me lookout." Sandynose stretched and settled down when his back cracked.

"Age," he growled roughly as Evergreenkit and Flamekit shared a nervous glance. Sandynose pricked his ears up when he heard a rustle coming from the camp entrance.

"Who's there?" He called out and he snuggled the kits closer to him. "Show youselves!" Sandynose felt his jaw drop when Echostar emerged from the bushes.

"Why hello, Sandynose," she growled. "Nice to see you again." Sandynose detected the sarcasim immediately. "I'm not dumb," he spat.

"SoulClan! Wake up, SunClan is attacking!" He stood protectively over the kits as Echostar hurtled at him, claws out and looking sharp. Sandynose grabbed the kits by their scruffs and threw them into the nearby nursery.

"Stay in there!" He yowled when he saw them try to come out. He met Echostar's claws just in time with his own claws, swiping them across her face. Echostsr recoiled, fury blazing in her eyes as her Clan streamed forth into the clearing and Sandynose yowled in shock. -

"Embersong!" Mothwhisker screamed as the she-cat stood next to him, horrified. "We have to help!" They shared glances and they both knew they had to fight. -

Berrykit curled up against his mother's flank as he heard Wishfoot moving her kits to the back of the nursery.

No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 19:10, September 13, 2017 (UTC)

Evergreenkit hissed when Sandynose put her and Flamekit in the nursery. Fury and excitement bubbled up in her. "I've practiced my battle moves, I can help!" she yowled in her brothers ear before charging out into the battle. Creekpaw had appeared from the apprentices den, looking terrified and blury from sleep.

Firepoppy rushed into camp after Echostar, Burnfeather close behind. She targeted the black apprentice, landing on his back and sending him crashing to the ground. He yowled, hitting lightly with a flurry of fuzzy paws while Firepoppy grinned and raked her claws down his flank. This was too easy!

Evergreenkit sprang at the golden brown she-cat and landed on her shoulders. *We're nearly the same size. It shouldn't be too hard if I keep away from her jaws and claws,* Evergreenkit mentally noted, leaping off the she-cat, kicking her to the ground. "Hide!" Evergreenkit hissed to Creekpaw, who ran to the nursery, probably to hide. "Coward," Evergreenkit huffed, then Firepoppy was on top of her, teeth bared in her face. Evergreenkit snarled and swatted her away with a large paw, claws unsheathed. She felt a satisfiying rip and Firepoppy reeled back, screeching with a bloody eye.

Burnfeather veered away from Firepoppy and tackled a young she-car, hissing and swiping her flank.
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 19:58, September 13, 2017 (UTC)

"EVERGREENKIT! NO!" Berrykit screamed from the nursery, trying to break free from Creekpaw's firm grip on his scruff.

"Let me go!" He yowled, batting Creekpaw's ears. "I need to help Evergreenkit!" -

*Don't you dare hurt her!* Sandynose veered away from Echostar and raced over to where Firepoppy was leering over Evergreenkit. He landing squarely on Firepoppy's shoulders, screeching at Evergreenkit to run as he raked his claws over Firepoppy's face. *Oh please let Wishfoot and the kits be okay.* -

Mothwhisker charged into the battle, knocking a reddish tom over off one of the apprentices before clouting him over the ears. He slid under the tom and raked his claws over his exposed belly before leaping up and kicking the reddish tom away. He saw Embersong fighting nearby.

"Back off!" Mothwhisker growled at the tom, his bloodied claws glinting in the night. "You'll never win!" -

Echostar decided to leave Firepoppy finish off SoulClan's deputy as she hurtled over to assist Burnfeather is taking down a well muscled black, brown and ginger tom who seemed to be pretty good at fighting. She raced forward and laced her tail under the tom's paws before tripping him over when she leaped up and over on to his back. She felt pleasure wash through her when she clawed the tom between the shoulder's relentlessly.

"Run, *kitty*," she snarled in the tom's ear. "No." The tom pushed up ferociously with his hind-legs and sent Echostar reeling into a nearby tree. She raced at him again, but was taken down by a swift looking brown and ginger she-cat who had a hard blazing look in her eyes.

Hawkpaw sat silently in the undergrowth, treating injuries she didn't even know who they belonged to. Snowleaf was there too, helping but without saying a single word. *So much blood...* She shuddered nervously. Hawkpaw had never liked a lot of blood.

No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 20:24, September 13, 2017 (UTC)

Flamekit flexed his claws. He had learned battle moves, in his spare time, with Evergreenkit. *I need to help!*  He ran into the battle, and lunged for the tom called Burnfeather, raking his claws down the tom's back.

Icekit, not seeing the seriousness of the situation, playfully tackled Oakkit.

Ivykit walked over to the apprentice, Creekpaw, who had entered the nursery. She looked at the struggling kit the tom was holding. "If his littermates are fighting, he should be allowed to fight as well." **The light will always overcome the dark** 20:56, September 13, 2017 (UTC)

"His littermates shouldn't even be fighting!" Creekpaw gave Ivykit an alarmed glance. "I can't fight, I have to do something, I have to keep you guys safe in case someone tries to attack you!"

"No!" Evergreenkit howled over the noise of battle. "I'm not going to the nursery. I am going to fight, I don't care what you say or think, I'm not a weak kit, I'm ready!" Evergreenkit skillfully dove beneath Firepoppy's belly and raked her claws.

Firepoppy screeched, thrashing madly, knocking Sandynose off and slashing his muzzle, then gave Evergreenkit a rueful look. "Good job, kid," she said with a sudden grin, then dashed off to attack someone else.

Burnfeather whipped around, baring his fangs at the tom who was about an apprentice, but still barely out of the nursery. He backed off, not willing to fight one so young. *I have more honor than that.* Instead, he spotted Echostar and raced over to her aid. "Are you okay?" he asked in a flash.

Larchstar joined in the battle, searching for Echostar, then spotted her pelt. He raced over to her and halted, amber eyes blazing. "What are you doing!?" he demanded. "Why are you attacking us?"

Rainwisp hid beneath some ferns away from the fighting. He stared at the SunClan cats, amazed at how similar he looked to them. *Am I half-Clan?* He wondered. He spotted a small she-cat hiding in the undergrowth nearby and sulked over to her. "Are you Snowleaf's apprentice?" he asked her, he believed her name was Hawkpaw.
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 21:22, September 13, 2017 (UTC)

Flamekit skidded to a halt, surprised when the tom didn't fight back. *Okay, maybe that guy didn't want to fight, but there's someone else who does, I know it!* He ran to find his next opponent.

Ivykit blinked in surprise. "They aren't? Since they would have been apprentices by now if they hadn't gotten in trouble, I thought..." The kit shook her head. "I guess you shouldn't let him go..." **The light will always overcome the dark** 21:49, September 13, 2017 (UTC)

Before she could say something like, "Then let's eat!", Embersong jerked her head around as she saw an outburst of cats. Cats that had the smell of SunClan. Embersong looked very worried as she pounced on a nearby pale brown tom. She ran her claw across the tom's back. "Speckleflame," she growled.

After she was done with treating the wounded cats, Snowleaf anxiously padded over to Hawkpaw quickly. "You need any help?" she asked her apprentice.

***Courage*** is resistance to ***fear.*** 22:53, September 13, 2017 (UTC)

"Embersong," Speckleflame gave a mocking sneer in the she-cats face, raking his claws across her face.
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 23:56, September 13, 2017 (UTC)

Pain came onto Embersong's face, but she ignored it. She pinned Speckleflame hard onto the ground. She raked the tom's belly quickly before she pulled her paw back. ***Courage*** is resistance to ***fear.*** 00:06, September 14, 2017 (UTC)

(to make things really dramatic, i want him to get fatally wounded and die back at camp, so if anyone wants to do it, go for it) Speckleflame hissed, kicking Embersong hard in the belly, sending her flying through the air. He raced after her, planting a paw firmly on her chest and smirking down at her.
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 00:23, September 14, 2017 (UTC)

(by him im guessing you mean speckleflame) Embersong striked at the paw on her chest and it loosened. She rolled over and got up. She snarled as she leaped on top of him and made another scratch on his back. She rolled him over again and dug her claw into his chest.

A bit too hard. Embersong stared at the blood coming out of his wound. *Oh, no. Is he dead?* ***Courage*** is resistance to ***fear.*** 00:42, September 14, 2017 (UTC)

"Yes," Hawkpaw breathed as the strange tom scrambled up to her side. "What's your name? And are you from SoulClan?" Hawkpaw immediately unsheathed her claws, horrified that she had probably just spoken to the enemy. -

Echostar almost blacked out and missed Larchstar's question. "SPECKLEFLAME!" She screeched, not caring that he was her rival. He was still part of her Clan. The tom's rapidly moving flanks were growing stiller and stiller, Embersong crouched over his body, his blood matting her pelt. *What have I done? I brought a new* father *into battle, and now he's dying! I have to fix this, I have to call this off.* She took once glance around the clearing, but a new hope flared in her heart when she saw her Clanmates fighting fiercely. *But what if more of them die? I can't let that happen. Just because I lost my brother to Larchstar doesn't mean I give up others' lives just for that. This is wrong.*

"SunClan! Retreat!"

No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 06:18, September 14, 2017 (UTC)

Flamekit growled in triumph as SunClan began fleeing. "And don't come back! We'll crush you again!" **The light will always overcome the dark** 11:02, September 14, 2017 (UTC)

"It's okay! I could help with the wounds," Rainwisp turned his head to Echostar's cry. Well, he could help Dewdrop treat his Clans wounds. He watched SunClan retreat, a longing to follow in his heart. Why? They had attacked his Clan! Why would he want to go with them?

Burnfeather raced to Speckleflame's side, hissed at Embersong and helped the tom to his paws, who grunted and shot a glazed angry look to the she-cat. "This isn't over," the speckled tom hissed through blood dripping from his mouth and let Burnfeather lead him after the rest of the Clan.

Firepoppy chased after them, her ears and eyes stinging from the fiesty little she-cat and Sandynose.

Evergreenkit repeated her brother's growl, standing beside him a puffing out her chest in pride. "We did it! We helped defend the Clan!"
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 13:11, September 14, 2017 (UTC)

Embersong looked as horrified as ever. The good thing was, she ended the battle. But the bad thing was, she just killed a cat! "I'm so sorry, Speckleflame. I didn't mean to kill you," she muttered.

"I don't recognize him, he's probably in SoulClan," Snowleaf mewed. "*Retreat!*" The medicine cat scrambled to her paws. "Let's go, Echostar's telling us to retreat," she said. She walked over to where the others were gathering. She stared at what they were staring at - Speckleflame. "What happened?" Snowleaf asked anxiously. ***Courage*** is resistance to ***fear.*** 22:45, September 14, 2017 (UTC)

Flamekit, standing beside his sister, felt a burst of pride. "We did!" The kit raised his head triumphantly. *I was so right to come out and help fight. This sense of helping the Clan, the triumph of defeating SunClan - this feels amazing!* **The light will always overcome the dark** 00:15, September 15, 2017 (UTC)

Berrykit watched ruefully as the SunClan cats carried their injured away. *I hope Speckle-what-ever-his-name-was is okay. Embersong didn't mean to hurt him!* He ripped himelf free from Creekpaw's grip and tore out of the nursery, over to his littermates.

"Are you guys okay?!" He screeched, shoving Evergreenkit down and snarling at Flamekit. "You could have gotten yourselves killed!" He felt fury flood through him, and an unwanted surge of relief. -

Mothwhisker raced over to Embersong, who was still frozen on the spot Speckleflame had died. "It's okay!" He rasped, blood spilling out of his wounds as he became even more light-headed. He brushed himself reassuringly against Embersong's bloodied pelt. -

(Sandynose isn't going to die but he has been seriously wounded) Sandynose lay, spread out helplessly across the ground, his heart racing as blood spilled out of his neck. He groaned weakly as pain shot through his leg and he tried to call out, but his voice had left him. *Oh please don't take me yet StarClan. I have a family to live for...*

*No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 08:00, September 15, 2017 (UTC)*

Evergreenkit swatted Berrykit away with a big paw. "We're better than ever, Berrypoo!" she grinned at him as she called him the nickname she so loved to call him since they were hardly walking. "We've only got a few scratches! Did you see me teach that Firepoppy a lesson? And Flamekit attacked that red dude so awesomely!"

Larchstar stood frozen in place, tense and anger seething off him in waves. Why had Echostar attacked them? *I thought we were at peace!* Then he recalled... what they think he had done, stealing prey from them... along with more... Guilt stabbed his heart as his memories slipped back to the horrible thing he had done so recently. *They don't know Larchstar is gone...* His eyes landed on Sandynose and his heart lurched. He raced over to his deputy, his guilt vanishing at the sight of his long time friend. He licked desperately at the blood on his deputy's neck, then yowled. "Someone help!"

Rainwisp forced himself to tear his gaze away from the retreating Clan and gazed at Larchstar and Sandynose. Leaping to his paws, he rushed to the medicine den, already knowing what he needed to to. He grabbed a wad of cobwebs and marigold, then rushed out to help.
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 15:33, September 15, 2017 (UTC)

Embersong moaned. "Someone help to the medicine den..." ***Courage*** is resistance to ***fear.*** 00:57, September 16, 2017 (UTC)

Mothwhisker lead Embersong carefully over to the medicine cat den, his eyes never leaving her. *She's only in shock. She's not seriously wounded. Sandynose!* Mothwhisker halted abruptly and stopped Embersong as well. The deputy was splayed out across the middle of the clearing, blood spilling out of a wound in his neck.

"Someone help Sandynose!" Mothwhisker shrieked, but just as he did, Rainwisp was crouching beside the deputy, herbs at his paws. He lead Embersong into the medicine cat den and laid her down in a nest. Embersong didn't seem to be focusing, so Mothwhisker murmured, "I love you. Stay well." And he left the den. -

Berrykit clawed his sister's face. "Fox-face!" He snarled at her. -

Sandynose felt his conciousness slipping away, and he soon blacked out.

No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 08:31, September 16, 2017 (UTC)

Flamekit tried to break up the fight, shoving himself in between Evergreenkit and Berrykit. "Stop!" **The light will always overcome the dark** 11:34, September 16, 2017 (UTC)

"What the tail, Berrykit?!" Evergreenkit tried to swipe her brothers face in revenge. "Beating us up isn't gonna make anything better. You need to chill'lax."

Rainwisp put cobwebs on the deputy's wounds, pressing down hard to make sure he stopped the blood. He pulled the blood soaked wads away. The wounds had stopped bleeding, for the most part, now thin trickles of blood came out. He grabbed the marigold and chewed it to a pulp, then plastered the globs onto Sandynose's wounds. He stepped back, looking to Larchstar. "That's all I can do for him now. He needs to rest. I don't think it's wise to move him, his wounds could start bleeding again. We may have to build a nest around him."

Larchstar nodded, eyes watery. Sandynose couldn't die! His eyes fell onto his kits and he padded over. "I'll yell at you two later," he glared at Flamekit and Evergreenkit. "but right now, I need you to find moss outside camp, lots of moss, take Creekpaw with you."
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 12:26, September 16, 2017 (UTC)

Wishfoot padded across camp, her tiny kits scampering to keep up. She saw a figure in the medicine den, crowded with other cats. Yet she could tell the figure on the ground was Sandynose. Instinctively she shoved her kits back to the nursery. "Go. Go back. Mommy will be with you later." Padding to her mate, she glared at the cat taking care of him. "Will he recover?" forget *honesty*~~i wanna see you be BRAVE 15:12, September 16, 2017 (UTC)

"I don't know," Rainwisp admitted, uncomfortablely. "He lost a lot of blood, but the bleeding has slowed. He should just need rest for a few days then he should be fine."
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 21:23, September 16, 2017 (UTC)

Flamekit stared at his father in surprise. *Outside of camp? I can't mess this up!* "I can do that." Turning around, the kit raced away, yelling Creekpaw's name. "Creekpaw!" "Creekpaw!" **The light will always overcome the dark** 11:31, September 17, 2017 (UTC)

"Larchstar!" Embersong called out of the medicine den. She hoped that he would hear her, since she was too weak to walk far. "I have a question!" ***Courage*** is resistance to ***fear.*** 11:55, September 17, 2017 (UTC)

Evergeenkit charged after him. "Wow, Larchstar trusts us!" she yowled before joining into Flamekit's yelling of Creekpaw's name. Creekpaw exploded from the nursery, alarm making his fur spiked up. Was someone dying? He spotted the wailing kits and raced over. "W-what happened?"

Larchstar faintly heard the quiet voice of Embersong coming from the medicine den. He made his way over, a grim look appearing on his face when he saw what bad shape she was in. "What is it, Embersong?" he asked, softly.
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 14:08, September 17, 2017 (UTC)

"Who will mentor Creekpaw while I'm recovering?" (lol I almost forgot I was Creekpaw's apprentice) asked Embersong faintly. ***Courage*** is resistance to ***fear.*** 14:59, September 17, 2017 (UTC)

Berrykit tumbled after his littermates, fuming. *They are absolute fox-hearts and mouse-brains! Do they realize how angry dad was?* He stalked over to Creekpaw and held his head higher up in dignity. -

Mothwhisker paced hurriedly outside of the medicine cat den, waiting for news on Embersong's recovery. *I hope she's not too seriously injured. Wait! I did mention about eating before the battle started...* He bounded over to the fresh-kill pile, grasped a plump shrew in his jaws and raced back inside of the medicine cat den, barely even noticing Larchstar's presence. "I brought you some prey," Mothwhisker meowed kindly, passing Embersong the shrew before dipping his head politely to Larchstar. -

Sandynose peered up and met his mate's eyes. "Wishfoot!" He gasped, that simple gasp taking almost all of his strength. He had lost a lot of blood and even though his neck had stopped bleeding, that didn't help his loss of blood. "Are you and the kits okay?" Sandynose let his head fall back and rest on the ground, stars popping in front of him. *It can't be the end already. Rainwisp said I would be okay, and I believe in him. I just need to rest is all.*

No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 20:18, September 17, 2017 (UTC)

Embersong slowly grabbed the shrew and took a bite. "Thanks," she groaned. ***Courage*** is resistance to ***fear.*** 20:28, September 17, 2017 (UTC)

Larchstar gave the molly a kind smile. "You've been a good mentor to him, he did well in the battle, so I think it's about time he's made a warrior."

After Evergreenkit told Creekpaw everything, the black tom nodded, smoothing his ruffled fur. "Okay, follow me, I know the best places for moss!" he led the three kits out of camp, alert for the fresh scent of SunClan cats. He padded past a swath of ferns and nearly screeched with terror when he almost walked into a tall figure, but he stopped it from leaving his throat when he realized it was Talonfang. Well, that's just as scary as a badger. "What are you doing with those kits?" she asked smoothly, owl like eyes averting to the three big kittens behind him.

Evergreenkit puffed out her chest and faced the warrior. "We're getting moss for Sandynose. He almost died in the battle." Talonfang's wide eyes widened even more. "Battle?" she turned swiftly to Creekpaw, her icy gaze making him cower a little. "Y-yeah, SunClan attacked," he managed to mumble. Evergreenkit pushed Creekpaw aside and glared at the mottled warrior. "Yes, and where were *you?*" Talonfang ignored the kit and raced past them, toward camp. "Coward!" Evergreenkit sneered after her. "We're getting moss," Creekpaw mewed, refusing to meet the fiery kittens gaze. "So shut up, and help me." He padded toward the stump of an oak and began tearing the moss away, carefully. Evergreenkit followed, huffing.
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 21:07, September 17, 2017 (UTC)

With shrew in her mouth, Embersong muttered," That sounds great." ***Courage*** is resistance to ***fear.*** 21:11, September 17, 2017 (UTC)

Flamekit let out a hiss after Talonfang. *Something's up with that cat. A loyal warrior would have been fighting with us.* Annoyed with Talonfang, Flamekit walked to the tree and copied what Creekpaw was doing. **The light will always overcome the dark** 01:38, September 18, 2017 (UTC)

"Great job," Creekpaw remarked when the pile of moss grew steadily larger. "It's great Larchstar's going to make you apprentices soon, it must have sucked having to stay in camp all day, knowing you could be hunting 'n stuff." Evergreenkit nodded fast, eyes shining. "Yeah, it sucks so much! I see all these cats going in and out of camp all day, think to myself 'man! we could be with them' kinda makes me regret breaking so many rules. But hey! It's cool, we get to be apprentices eariler than planned now 'cause Larchstar can't bear another stinkbug in his nest," the tortoiseshell said in a rush.
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 02:12, September 18, 2017 (UTC)

Oh, StarClan, she overslept again!! No more late-night patrols for her...Orchidpaw rose hastily to her paws, bumping her head against the roof of the apprentice's den in the process. She hissed painfully under her breath before rushing out of the den, her messy gray pelt burning hot with embarrassment. She eagerly looked around for Larchstar, hoping that her mentor wouldn't cuff her a good one around the ears for oversleeping. It would never happen again, Orchidpaw was sure of it!Silverstar  11:59, September 18, 2017 (UTC)

Camp had settled down into its usual chatter and talk as the morning went on. Creekpaw returned to camp with the three oversized kits, all carrying moss, Evergreenkit puffed out her chest in pride as she strutted into camp past the lead of the little patrol.

Larchstar spotted Orchidpaw who appeared to have just woken up. It was pretty far into the morning, but one day wasn't a big deal to him. He made his way over to her. "Good morning, Orchidpaw," he waved his tail to her as he approached. "I'm a bit busy with camp today - with Sandynose in the medicine den," Larchstar had taken over his deputy's job while he healed; he was too stubborn to name a temporary one. "So I won't be joining you with training today. You can take someone else with you though."

Talonfang came back to camp and stared around with large eyes. SunClan attacked while she was gone? *I should have been here! I should have defended my Clan! This could have been the perfect chance to prove my worth to SoulClan.* Her eyes drifted to the medicine den where Sandynose was. *I could've have a chance to replace him... just for a short time, till he got better...*
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 02:47, September 19, 2017 (UTC)

The ruffled gray apprentice let out a mental sigh of relief. She was thankful that her mentor was letting her get away with her mistake, at least this once, although she pitied the injured deputy, and also pitied Larchstar for suddenly having so much on his paws. Orchidpaw gave the leader an eager nod. "Understood, thank you, Larchstar. Hope things go steadier for you." With that final wish to her mentor, the leggy apprentice gave him a wave of her tail in goodbye before trotting off, searching for a training partner, or some open older mentor who could borrow her time for the day.Silverstar  03:22, September 19, 2017 (UTC)

Mothwhisker exited the medicine cat den and saw Orchidpaw moving around the camp, supposedly searching for someone/something. *I didn't see her in the battle. I wonder what she was doing? Meh, who cares? We still won!* But then his thought flittered back to Embersong and Sandynose, Sandynose pretty much almost dying. *We still could've used her help, and Talonfang's for that matter. She only got back as the battle ended.* Mothwhisker brushed that all off and made his way over to Orchidpaw.

"Do you need something?" He asked, not unkindly. -

Berrykit dropped his moss where he was told to (inside of the nursery) he glanced up at Creekpaw, then at Evergreenkit, who seemed sulky eversince he had clawed her. *Huh, suit yourself!* He looked away hastily and asked Creekpaw curiously, "what do we do now?" -

Sandynose glanced over the rim of his nest to see Mothwhisker leaving a spot beside Embersong's nest. *I wonder when those two are going to have kits?* He mused. *Mothwhisker must really like Embersong.* He purred inwardly, knowing if he did it out loud, he would pass out.

No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 08:09, September 19, 2017 (UTC)

Flamekit dropped his moss on top of Berrykit's. When Berrykit asked what they were doing now, Flamekit also looked at Creekpaw, waiting for an answer. **The light will always overcome the dark** 10:54, September 19, 2017 (UTC)

"You guys should rest. You've been up all night," Creekpaw mewed, nodding to Evergreenkit's dropping eyelids, which opened wide. "We're awake." Flicking his tail, Creekpaw backed out of the den. "Well, I guess try to. Dewdrop won't be that happy if you get sick. I've got to do 'apprentice stuff.'" Evergreenkit moaned. "You don't have to rub it in." Creekpaw looked confused and left them in the den. He spotted Orchidpaw and made his way over, hoping they could train or hunt together. "Hey, Orchidpaw!"
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 14:03, September 19, 2017 (UTC)

(Please don't have your cat follow Owlkit out of camp. This is something I've been planning.) Owlkit grumbled as he sat by himself. Camp was *so boring.* There was never anything to do! Playing with Icekit got boring after a while, and all he did besides that was eat and sleep. Owlkit began to stare at the entrance to camp. *There's a whole world to explore out there...* The kit quickly glanced around. No one was paying any attention to him. He quickly ran through the entrance and out into the forest.

Flamekit sighed as Creekpaw ditched them for an apprentice. He turned to his littermates. "What should we do now?" **The light will always overcome the dark** 20:02, September 19, 2017 (UTC)

Orchidpaw pricked her tall, triangular ears at the tom's offer, and nodded eagerly. She could faintly sense a small bit of hesitation from the warrior, and her stomach immediately tensed in guilt. She missed the big battle, and if it weren't for that, the deputy might be in a better state. Orchidpaw had tried to force herself awake, she really had, but those nightmares... "Larchstar has too much on his plate to take me out for any training or patrolling today. Think you could take me out?" She asked the tri-colored tom with a kind smile, blinking in surprise as a familiar black apprentice approached.

Creekpaw! She was aware of the weirdness around the skittish apprentice, rumors echoing among the Clan about murder and the skinny tom. She didn't really believe them, he didn't seem all that bad. Now, his sister, on the other hand...Orchidpaw found her scary. Wouldn't find her admitting that, though. "Oh, Creekpaw!" She gave him an excited wave of her tail in greetings. "If Mothwhisker is willing to take me out to train or something, wanna come along? So long as he's ok with it, of course."Silverstar  23:47, September 19, 2017 (UTC)