SteppeClan/1

Foxstar slipped out of his den, stretching as he gazed down from his hill. His eyes traced the camp as he looked for Gingerfrost, then caught her as she lounged outside the nursery. Her mate, Patchwhisker, was talking quietly to her, but her eyes locked with her brother's, acknowledging the anxiety in his gaze. *Her kits are going to be born soon. That'll be nice to see, with new life in the Clan.* --Foxstar, Gingerfrost, & Patchwhisker

Rustlefall nervously padded out of her den. She was still new to Clan life, despite earning her warrior name a few moons ago. - Rustlefall

Spotpaw peered out of the apprentice's den shyly, noting that most active cats were big (and rather frightening) adult cats. The tiny tom kept his slender form pressed agaisnt the den's wall, nervous of catching the attention of the leader and several warriors. *Where is Breezechaser?* The seal point wondered nervously, although deep down, he knew that he woke up late. More likely than not, his mentor was out of camp, doing what she loved to do most: hunting. -- Spotpaw

Cloudwing padded out of the den, spotting Rustlefall. The gray tabby looked nervous. - Cloudwing

Cottonpaw padded behind Spotpaw, "Lets go and stuff some crickets in the warriors den again! Sundash scolded me for moons! Or we can store feathers in Gingerfrost's nest!" That had also been a great time, those raven feathers were pointy, she then followed Spotpaw's gaze. - Cottonpaw

"Are you okay?" Cloudwing mewed to Rustlefall. The former loner nodded. "Would you like to go hunting?" Cloudwing asked. Rustlefall nodded again, and the two headed out. - cloudwing

Spotpaw flattened his ears and shrunk back. "I-I don't know, that sounds r-really mean..." The tiny seal point stuttered uncertainly. -- Spotpaw

Cottonpaw gagged. "I swear it'll make you a WAY better warrior. Besides, if you shrink back every time someone talks to you, you won't be a warrior at ALL! No clan has shy warriors! It's the medicine cat's job to be wierd and alone, and quiet." Cottonpaw meowed. "OOOH! Let's hide crowfood behind Foxstars nest! Hmmm, does that sound too good or what!?" - Cottonpaw

Rustlefall smelled the scent of vole. She dropped into a crouch while Cloudwing stood a few feet away. - Rustlefall & Cloudwing

"I-I want to be a *good* warrior, not a mean one..." Spotpaw protested quietly before shifting uncomfortably, praying that Breezechaser would return from camp and rescue him from the situation. -- Spotpaw

Gingerfrost sighed as she heard Patchwhisker's anxious murmurs. "Patchwhisker. I'll be fine. Let's just go out and spend some time together."

"A-a-are you sure? What if you start kitting? You know you're due soon -"

"And if the kits come, we'll be back here as fast as we can." She was careful to keep herself quiet, sighing as she saw her brother's anxious look. "And I'll be fine, Foxstar!" --Foxstar, Gingerfrost, & Patchwhisker

Cottonpaw growled, "You're gonna be a *boring* warrior, try and have some fun! All you do is wait for Breezechaser and look all scared and tiny, why not go and prove your worth?" Cottonpaw spat, then finding the perfect scheme, she grinned and bounded to a small patch of burrs. - Cottonpaw

Rustlefall leaped, landing squarely on the vole. With a quick nip, the hunt was over. Cloudwing emerged from the bushes, mewing, "That was great!" - Cloudwing & Rustlefall

Breezechaser returned to camp with a large rabbit hanging limp in her powerful jaws. She noticed Spotpaw carrying his typical awkward demeanor before the nosy Cottonpaw trotted off. The mellow warrior sent a squint in the she-cat's direction. "Cottonpaw, stop trying to corrupt my apprentice." The tortoiseshell warrior mumbled flatly through the fur of the rabbit. She spat it out onto the fresh kill pile before Spotpaw nervously scampered up to her. -- Breezechaser & Spotpaw

"Thanks," Rustlefall muttered. - Rustlefall

Swamppaw looked around the clearing with a tired expression on her face. She sighed. -Swamppaw

"Let's keep going," Cloudwing offered. Rustlefall nodded and buried her catch. The two set off yet again. - Cloudwing & Rustlefall

Cottonpaw flattened her ears. "Currupt? you mean have some fun!" she meowed as she hid teh burs under hr fur and padded into the apprentices den, stuffing them in Swamp-paw's nest. - Cottonpaw

Cloudwing padded across the moor, the wind rippling her fur. Suddenly, a rabbit darted across her path. Cloudwing bolted after it, Rustlefall hard on her paws. The prey swerved to the left, but Rustlefall was ready. The gray warrior sprang, flying through the air, and caught the rabbit in her jaws. "Nice catch," mewed Cloudwing, trotting up, panting. "You too," Rustlefall mewed quietly, letting the rabbit fall to the grass. - Rustlefall & Cloudwing

Dustpaw took a deep breath, breathing the musty air in the camp. *It's boring in here, I'm going out to explore.*He looked around, and snuck out of camp. Dustpaw looked around, smelling a rabbit. "I don't think it'll hurt to catch a rabbit," he said to himself. - Dustpaw

Spotpaw glanced up at his mentor with a pair of round eyes, grateful that she rescued him. "Th-Thank you," the shy tom murmured as he scooted closer to the warrior. Breezechaser nodded in response, already fed up with being in camp. "C'mon Spotpaw, let's go hunting." -- Spotpaw & Breezechaser

"How about we go back to camp?" Cloudwing offered. Rustlefall agreed, and the tabby warrior picked up the rabbit. - Rustlefall & Cloudwing

The two headed over to where Rustlefall buried her catch. Rustlefall held the vole while Cloudwing held the rabbit. They entered camp and laid the prey on the fresh-kill pile, pleased with their work. - Rustlefall & Cloudwing

Dustpaw followed the rabbit slowly, eying it hungrily. Just thinking about it made his mouth water. He looked around, and like a tornado, Dustpaw leapt onto the rabbit! Or, at least where the rabbit had been. Dustpaw sighed. "Not cut out for SteppeClan, are you?" Dustpaw jumped and turned around. Oakbreeze was standing there with a smug smile on her face. "You startled me," Dustpaw mumbled. -- Dustpaw & Oakbreeze

Greykit blinked at Lynxkit. "What just happened?" Lynxkit shrugged. Oakbreeze had just left the nursery without a word. Greykit broke into a huge grin. "She's gone!" Lynxkit rolled her eyes, and walked away from the nursery. -- Greykit & Lynxkit

Cloudwing turned to Rustlefall. "Nice work today," the brown-and-white tabby warrior mewed. "See you around." Cloudwing trotted off. - Cloudwing & Rustlefall

Lynxkit looked at all of the cats. They were doing- something. A couple of cats were heading out of the camp. *Well, why not go out as well, since I'm basically an apprentice already!*She glanced around, and ran out of camp, her fur brushing by the grass. -- Lynxkit

Oakbreeze slinked away from Dustpaw, who was staring at where his rabbit had been. She smiled to herself, and absent-mindedly reached a claw out and tore up some of the golden-green tall grass. A piece of fur was in the grass, a grey piece, but Oakbreeze didn't notice. -- Oakbreeze

Rustlefall watched Cloudwing pad off, and hurried away. - Rustlefall

As the silent mentor lead Spotpaw out of camp, he walked along her side at a hurried pace, mostly because his short legs made it difficult to keep up with her. "What are we doing today?" He looked up to Breezechaser and asked her in a quiet tone. -- Spotpaw

Gingerfrost exited with her mate, stretching as she prepared to hunt. Patchwhisker began to chuckle as her body managed to brush the ground as she moved into a hunting position, calling, "You sure you can hunt like that, as a queen? What if your kits come? You know Foxstar wouldn't allow it if you got hurt."

"Shut up Patchwhisker, I'm fine..." She quickly wiggled her haunches and leaped in an attempt to catch a mouse, promptly failing and groaning. "Ugh. I want to just be a warrior again."

"This is a choice that we made together. Besides, don't treat it like a chore; you're bringing the Clan new life in a matter of days." The black and white tom quietly caught a shrew and carried it over to her, placing it at her paws. "C'mon now, eat up." --Gingerfrost & Patchwhisker

Mousepelt groaned. she was so bored. she wanted to just go and hunt, but she was too tired. -Mousepelt

"We'll work on your tracking today," Breezechaser answered her apprentice in her typical calm yet distant tone, paws swiftly grazing the ground as she trotted across the field. "The southernmost part of the border has had heavy rabbit traffic. It'll be a perfect opportunity to test your senses." -- Breezechaser & Spotpaw

Gingerfrost ate quickly, then sighed and lowered herself to the ground. "Shoot. Patchwhisker, I think we need to go back..."

"Are you hurting?" he asked slowly, and she shook her head. "Tired?" She nodded, and he came to her side to let her lean on him a little. "You're noticeably heavier at the moment."

"Shut up. I hate it when you comment on stuff like that." He chuckled and she slowly smiled and let the statement go. "Let's head back to camp." --Gingerfrost & Patchwhisker

"Oh- uh, ok." Spotpaw responded to his mentor in a mousy, uncertain voice before he trekked cautiously behind her. Breezechaser seemed to understand the ways of the hunt better than any other cat he knew, and he admired his mentor for that. That being said...he didn't know many cats because he was shy. Still, Breezechaser was the number one hunter in his book. Suddenly, the tortoiseshell tabby stopped in front of him, nearly causing the seal point apprentice to run into his mentor. "Alright, Spotpaw. Tell me what you can detect." -- Spotpaw & Breezechaser

Cottonpaw pushed off the ground, crushing the bones of the mouse she was upon. Grinning. “Well done!” Sundash praised. “Meh, I could do it any day!” She spat, flicking the mouse off to the ground. “And no thanks to you I slipped when I pounced!” She muttered. Sundash then narrowed his eyes. Pushy much? He just lashed his tail and turned to go catch his own fill to the clan. - Sundash + Cottonpaw

Lynxkit swiftly ran through the tall grass. It was nice, her belly fur touching the ground. A cool breeze seemed to ruffle her fur. She rolled over, laying in the grass. The sky was so blue... Suddenly, Lynxkit felt something roughly touch, or trip, or do something to her, and the world became darker. -- Lynxkit

Greykit shuffled through the grass. He followed Lynxkit to wherever she was going. Lynxkit suddenly stopped, and Greykit tumbled over his sister. He got back up and triumphantly said, "I followed you, Lynxkit!" But his sister did not answer. "Lynxkit?" - - Greykit

As the duo returned home, Gingerfrost froze midway through her walk through the fields. "Are you gonna make it back?" Patchwhisker murmured, and she blinked at the ground and shook her head, settling onto the ground. "Okay... c'mon, let's go sit in the heather for a bit." --Gingerfrost & Patchwhisker

Dustpaw sighed and walked back to camp. His head throbbed from where he hit his head when the rabbit escaped... It hadn't hurt before, but now Dustpaw was painfully aware of a bruise or something. "Am I fit to be treated by the medicine cat?" He wondered to himself. He walked back into camp, and wandered into the apprentice's den. "Will I ever become a good SteppeClan cat?" -- Dustpaw

It was becoming painfully obvious that Gingerfrost wasn't going to make it home, and the queen sighed before giving into the pain. "Patchwhisker... I can't make it home, they're coming..." The tabby queen winced and closed her eyes tightly before moaning. "It hurts - it hurts, it hurts -" --Gingerfrost & Patchwhisker

"Hmmm, uhh..." Spotpaw did his best, forcefully shutting his ice-blue eyes to focus on his other senses, specifically smell. "...I smell clanmates." The seal point mewed, fearful that he was wrong as he anxiously glimpsed up at his mentor. Breezechaser didn't seem particularly convinced, not until she tasted the air as well. Smelled like a queen. "This way," the silent warrior beckoned for Spotpaw to follow as they tried to trace Gingerfrost and Patchwhisker's pawsteps. -- Spotpaw & Breezechaser

Cloudwing entered the warrior's den with a swish of her tail. Maybe later she would go to the nursery and see the kits... - Cloudwing

Just then, Littlewhisker appeared in the entrance of the warrior's den. "Hi, Cloudwing," she meowed. - Littlewhisker

Cloudwing nodded to her sister. "Hello. I just got back from hunting with Rustlefall." - Cloudwing

"Are you okay, Gingerfrost?" the black and white tom murmured, and she shook her head. "...well, crud, I guess you're kitting, aren't you?" She glared, but nodded, letting out a pained shriek a moment later. "Ah - shoot." --Gingerfrost & Patchwhisker

"Patchwhisker? Gingerfrost? What's going on?" Breezechaser had curiously peered through the tall grass at the warrior and his queen-mate, wondering as to what the pregnant she-cat was doing out of camp. However, the screech of pain answered the warrior's question, and she promptly shoved Spotpaw back into the grass. "...Look away." He was too young to see this. -- Breezechaser & Spotpaw

(LOL) Several moments would pass, but eventually, Gingerfrost stopped her yowling with three kittens at her belly. "Patchy... Look, Patchy..." She stared tiredly at the kits, proudly looking up at him as he stared in shock. "...What do we name them, Patchwhisker?" --Gingerfrost & Patchwhisker

"Ugh, Lynxkit! Lynxkit!" Greykit said. He though that his sister was ignoring him. "Stop ignoring me, Lynxkit. It isn't funny," -- Greykit

Oakbreeze arrived at the nursery, but couldn't find her kits. "Where are Greykit and Lynxkit?" She growled at no cat in particular. -- Oakbreeze

Dustpaw walked away from the medicine cat den. He walked for a while, and found himself in front of a pond. He watched his reflection. It swirled as Dustpaw turned quickly away from the wind created. -- Dustpaw

"Do you need help carrying them back to camp? It'll be safer for them back there." Breezechaser commented with a small twitch of her ear, a instinctual response to the sound of crunching grass. Spotpaw had come back through, eyes round as he looked over to his mentor and then the small family. "Wh-Where'd they come from?" -- Spotpaw & Breezechaser

"Ye-yeah, um, in a moment..." Patchwhisker was still staring in awe at his mate, who chuckled at the state of shock he was in. "Uh... how about, um, Spiderkit for the tortie, Tigerkit for the calico, and... hmm... Squirrelkit for the tabby?" She nodded, then watched him for a moment as his eyes went wide. "I'm a father...!" (i love you, dad patch) --Patchwhisker & Gingerfrost

Mousepelt looked over at Gingerfrost's kits. She smiled. Suddenly she felt the most pain she had ever felt in her life. Mousepelt suddenly realized that her kits were coming! "Redwhisker! she yelled. "My kits!" -Mousepelt

Oakbreeze ignored Mousepelt's urgent cries. "Where are my kits?" She demanded of the brown she-cat. --Oakbreeze

Lynxkit was wandering through an unfamiliar place. It was dark, and large, tall things were blocking the sun. Suddenly, the earth shook and Lynxkit stumbled. She was about to cry out when all became still.--Lynxkit

Dustpaw awkwardly carried Lynxkit back to camp. Greykit walked slowly by, asking questions. "How did you find us?" Was one. Greykit sighed and asked, "What will you do when you get there?" Dustpaw furrowed his brow, then carefully placed the she-kit down. "I'll probably tell Foxstar about you kits exiting camp," Dustpaw answered. "Wait, we'll get in trouble?" Greykit demanded. Dustpaw ignored the kit, picked Lynxkit up, and continued walking toward camp. --Dustpaw and Greykit

Mousepelt screamed. she was freaking out. and suddenly, before she knew it, there were four beautiful kits in front of her. Two ideas immidiately popped into her mind. *Thistlekit, and Foxkit.* That was what she would name the abbyssinian kits. She decided that she would let Redwhisker name the last two. -Mousepelt

Redwhisker rushed in. He looked at his kits and almost started laughing with joy. He asked Mousepelt, "what are their names?" -Redwhisker

Mousepelt answered, "The short one is named Foxkit, and that one is Thistlekit." she said touching Thistlekit's head with her tail. you can name the other two. -Mousepelt

Redwhisker smiled. "The orange one can be named Emberkit, and the brown one is Copperkit." -Redwhisker

Emberkit squeaked and tumbled over Thistlekit to get wherever he was going. --Emberkit

Oakbreeze hissed loudly at the brown she-cat, and stormed out of the nursery. She ran out of camp, and stopped short of Dustpaw lugging Lynxkit to camp. "What are you doing with my daughter?" She shrieked. "I- We-well sh-sh-she w-w-was p-passed-d out an-and I t-t-took her, w-w-well, am t-t-taking her t-to camp," Dustpaw stuttered. "I don't care!" Oakbreeze yowled. "Give me my daughter!" Greykit stepped forward. "What he says is the truth," he announced. "I was there and she just passed out," Oakbreeze turned her head slowly to stare at Greykit. "Get out of my way," She passed by Greykit and picked up Lynxkit. She ran back to camp. Dustpaw and Greykit exchanged glances, and ran back as fast as they could. --Oakbreeze, Dustpaw, and Greykit

Squirrelkit sneezed as she felt beams of sunlight on her nose, where was she? She wasn’t focused and pushed into her mothers belly in hopes for more milk. - Squirrel

Thistlekit stoked his tail as he climbed over foxkit in hopes for dominance before sliding off and pushing Emberkit over. - thistle

Spotpaw glanced down at Patchwhisker and Gingerfrost's kits, still baffled as to where they came from. "D-Did they get them from a rabbit burrow?" He asked Breezechaser curiously, but the tortoiseshell tabby was not game with teaching the apprentice about the birds and the bees. "Yes. They came from the rabbit burrows." -- Spotpaw & Breezechaser

Sundash narrowed his eyes to his niece. So arrogant and reckless. Just like her mother. He growled a sigh. It wasn’t that long ago Goldensun had passed. This must be a phase. He hoped. He watched as she stored thorns into some moss, he rolled his eye s as he padded over to inspect her. - Sundash

As Sundash approached panic struck Cottonpaw, He would ruin the prank! She hid the moss. “Y-yes???” She grinned vaguely. He raised a brow. “What’s that behind you?” He looked unimpressed. “UUUUUU Nothing!” She changed the subject. “SOOOOOOOO what are you doing lately?” - Cottonpaw

"Ye-yeah, the burrows..." Patchwhisker's awe was still fairly large, and he smiled as he caught his mate's gaze. "I, uh, guess we should go back to camp now, eh, Gingerfrost?" She nodded, sighed, then worked to dry off the three kits at her side. Spiderkit, meanwhile, felt the warm lick of her mother's tongue against her fur and shifted closer to the larger source of heat she felt. --Patchwhisker, Gingerfrost, & Spiderkit

Breezechaser decided to help carry whatever kitten the new parents shoved in her direction. It would be strange, carrying a delicate bundle of fur that she wasn't to maul and eat, in comparison to the rabbits that she typically skillfully brought home. -- Breezechaser

Upon the return of his sister and mate, along with Breezechaser and Spotpaw, Foxstar's eyes went wide. "Oh - oh my gosh - Gingerfrost?! You've - you've had your kits -"

"Yes, you blubbering idiot. Spiderkit, Tigerkit, and Squirrelkit - your nieces." The queen's tired gaze met her tabby brother's and she flicked her tail to signal to the kits in her Clanmates' jaws. "Now please, I'm *exhausted."* --Gingerfrost & Foxstar

Squirrelkit was merely asleep in her mother’s jaws as she just let herself hang. She was too tired to move really, but she perked up at the new scents and sounds of awed cats and surprise. - Squirrelkit

Breezechaser placed the kit in the nursery before she dismissed Spotpaw. "But...we didn't get t-to do much training today..." The little apprentice murmured with a shuffle of his paws, glancing up at his mentor innocently. "We'll continue our training next time. There were...special circumstances today." -- Breezechaser & Spotpaw

Silverdawn went to check on the new kits. "Hey. How are you feeling, Gingerfrost?" -- Silverdawn

Sundash pricked his ears at the familiar scent of kits. He sent Cottonpaw a glare before he turned to go. “And throw out that moss, no one likes thorns in their nest.” He meowed as he heard a gasp of dismay from her, he padded to see the source of the milky scent, Memories of Cottonpaw as a kit flooded him, making him smile warmly to the newcomers. She’d always been so happy and brave, though.... Goldensun stopped it all with her death. If only she could see Cottonpaw now. “Congrats Patchwhisker, Gingear frost.” He mewed. - Sundash

Spotpaw cocked his head as he watched his mentor pad off. He didn't understand- how was he supposed to catch rabbits, if kits came from rabbit burrows? Wouldn't he accidentally kill one? He tried to push the puzzling thought out of his head to avoid giving himself a head ache, and instead made his way to the fresh kill pile to get a small bite to eat. -- Spotpaw

Cottonpaw narrowed her eyes. Stupid kits. One day they won’t have a mother or father to get back to.” SHe scoffed. She then looked to her spiky moss ball, Sundash did say to put it away— But why not put it to goo use. “Oooooooh Spotpaw!” She meowed to the tom. “Catch!” She tossed the moss to the tom in an instant. - Cotton

Spotpaw recoiled when the bundle of thorn-covered moss landed on his face. The scant scattered dirt stung his eyes, and the thorns pricked his delicate skin. The seal point squealed in agony and shook the dirty moss off of his face before cowering away from Cottonpaw. He didn't like the she-cat. She wasn't nice. -- Spotpaw

Cottonpaw snorted. “Have you every played moss ball? You aren’t very good.” She snarled as she picked up the ball in her jaws, carefully she then pushed it out of camp and turned back to Spotpaw. ”have you even accomplished *anything*?” - Cotton

The tiny tom flattened his ears. "...No. But I'm only a new a-apprentice, I-I'll-" Spotpaw was quivering as he attempted to rely to the residential bully, but Breezechaser was quick to step in. She had no respect for cats that disrespected her young companion. "Don't you have something better to do, Cottonpaw? Y'know, picking ticks off of elders?" Breezechaser sent a glare in Sundash's direction, "and shouldn't you be correcting your apprentice's behavior?" She sure hoped that Foxstar could hear, because the warrior was prepared to throw hands. -- Spotpaw & Breezechaser

Sundash narrowed his eyes. “I’m pretty sure I told you to throw the moss away Cottonpaw.” He hissed. “I get you must be acting like this because Goldensun, but thats gonna hold you back from being a warrior, unless you learn to act mature and stop prancing your clan mates, You’re gonna have to step down from training and do something else.” He hissed as Cottonpaw pushed her way up to him. “You’re not the boss if me, *I’m* the boss of me. You wouldn’t know what It’s like to even *be* me. So don’t try and lecture me and assume things that aren’t true.” She hissed. - Cotton + Sun

Squirrelkit curled and grunoted as she heard the ongoing yowls, she buried her nose into her paws and tried to sleep, as Sundash narrowed his eyes, Cottonpaw recoiled back in alarm. “Cottonpaw, we all grieve, every last one of us, But you must understand the clan comes first, If you aren’t willing to stand with your clan what are you gonna do? Stay in the nursery like a sobbing kit? You aren’t brittle.” He hissed. Cottonpaw scoffed as she then turned and padded into the apprentices den and plopped into her nest, to widen her eyes as she revealed a thorn in her side, though she let herself bleed. She was too tired to worry about anything but herself. - Cotton & Squirrel

Cloudwing narrowed her eyes as she watched Sundash, How could he just yell at his apprentice like that? That wouldn’t do anything but make it worse! Cottonpaw needed to feel what if was like to be a real warrior. She needed to experience a real struggle all cats face. - Cloudwing

Smokestep felt her chest tighten. Oh StarClan- Foxstar was out of his den! The mink she-cat kept to the edges of camp, hesitantly taking a step closer to the warrior's den. She always wanted to approach him and strike up a conversation because she admired him, she just didn't know...how. -- Smokestep

Cloudwing narrowed her eyes and looked around for something to do. “Hello Foxstar.” She greeted the tom. “Congrats about Gingerfrists kittens, I’m sure they’ll be great Warriors. She mewed happily.” - Cloud

Oakbreeze shoved her way over to where Silverdawn was standing. "Check on Lynxkit," she ordered. Greykit grimaced at his mother's impolite manners and crept away. "Greykit, get back over here!" Oakbreeze snapped. --Oakbreeze and Greykit

Littlewhisker sat calmly in the corner, watching as the warriors bustled about. She was used to being ignored. It was not like she wanted to be noticed anyway. - Littlewhisker

Was she feeling brave today? Smokestep lingered, fumbling over the scenarios in her head before she shuffled somewhat closer to Foxstar. However, at last minute, she couldn't find the courage and promptly dropped her gaze. Maybe she should go hunting. -- Smokestep

((Hey guys I just started roleplaying in this clan. Can you fill me in on everything that's happened? Thnx! - Ginger))

((The biggest thing that's happened so far is that Mousepelt and Ginger/Patch had their kits. Other than that, it's just been some cats hunting, playing, or talking.))

((Oh ok. Thnx! -Ginger)) Littlewhisker sighed. *I shouldn't sit here all day. Maybe I should go on a patrol.* Littlewhisker padded over to Foxstar. "Is there any patrols I can go on?" She asked quickly. - Littlewhisker

"I'll go hunting with you," Breezechaser quickly chimed in when she heard Littlewhisker, despite only just returning to camp herself. Any excuse to leave the stuffy atmosphere and be back in the endless fields. Spotpaw scooted closer to his mentor as soon as he heard that she might be leaving camp. "Please take me with you," he whispered to Breezechaser, his eyes round. "...Cottonpaw's mean." -- Spotpaw & Breezechaser

Littlewhisker nodded slowly in their direction. They wouldn't be bad comapany. Not nagging her or trying to start up a conversation every second. Just a bit of peace. She looked back at Foxstar expectantly. - Littlewhisker

"Alright, you can tag along." Breezechaser responded quietly, caving into her apprentice's big, pleading blue eyes. "...Maybe we'll have to learn a few defensive moves for that exact reason- but only after hunting. I want you to track down a rabbit by yourself this time." She added, reflecting on upon how bitter Cottonpaw was towards innocent Spotpaw. -- Breezechaser

Blazepaw yawned and walked out of the Apprentice's den. She stretched and looked around for her mentor. - Blazepaw

(( Is there anyone willing to be Blazepaw's mentor? Thanks! - Blaze ))

"I believe Patchwhisker was going to patrol the LakeClan border, if he's not busy staring at his kittens." At the leader's tone, the black and white tom's ears flattened with nerves, but he nodded from the nursery, exiting. "Wasn't that right, Patchwhisker?" He nodded quickly, then glanced behind him again. Gingerfrost gave him a glare and twitched an ear, clearly indicating that he had other duties to do as a warrior besides just staring proudly at his daughters. --Foxstar, Gingerfrost, & Patchwhisker

"Okay." Littlewhisker looked to Patchwhisker. - Littlewhisker

((If you want Littlewhisker could be your mentor. (She's just very shy and quiet :/) - Ginger))

"We could hunt along the way to the border." Breezechaser commented idly, with Spotpaw sitting by her side and looking up to his mentor patiently. -- Breezechaser

(( That would be fine. Thank you, Ginger! - Blaze ))

Cottonpaw shivered. She was troubled, she felt alone. Why wouldn’t she if she had no trust in her clanmates? She narrowed her eyes weigh annoyance, she was not asleep. She could hear Sundash’s words as clear as day. She knew Goldensun wouldn’t want this. What would she want? How could Cottonpaw change when there was no point? She stay trapped in the endless circle of her thoughts. - Cotton

Smokestep picked her way closer to the warrior's den, umber ears flicked backwards nervously. The flighty she-cat quietly listened to the dull chatter of SteppeClan, trying to use it to calm her nerves. Her heart was fluttering in her chest like an alarmed bird. -- Smokestep

Blazepaw remembered that her mentor was busy right now, and was out on patrol. *Guess I'd better stay in camp. Maybe I can make a few new friends while I'm here.* So she made her way to the fresh-kill pile. ((There is a fresh kill pile, right? - Blaze)) Picking up a mouse, she sat down and started to eat. - Blazepaw

Goldenpaw walked over to Blazepaw and sat down beside her. "What are you doing today?" Goldenpaw asked.

"I'm waiting for my mentor to come back from her patrol," said Blazepaw. "What about you? Where's your mentor?" - Goldenpaw and Blazepaw.

((Yes, there's a fresh kill pile)) Spotpaw glanced up at Patchwhisker shyly, fumbling around to find his words. "...W-We aren't going to find more kits out in the burrows, right?" The small tom's blue eyes were round with visible concern. He didn't want to accidentally catch a kit, rather than a rabbit. -- Spotpaw

Lynxheart grabbed a rabbit from the fresh-kill pile and sat down and ate. "What's Goldenpaw up to now?", Lyxheart thought -- Lynxheart

(a reminder that we use past tense when writing c:) "I'm doubtful we'll find more kits," Patchwhisker murmured, giving Breezechaser a skeptical look as he tried to hold in his giggling. "Let's go." He glanced back at Foxstar, calling, "We'll be back later. Hopefully we won't run into any trouble."

"Knowing the way LakeClan acts, I'm doubtful you'll run into anything," the tabby leader replied. "Maybe you'll see something interesting though?" The black and white dad tom scoffed and turned to leave. "Be safe, Patchwhisker." --Foxstar & Patchwhisker

Breezechaser walked along in silence. It would have been the responsibility of Spotpaw's mother to teach him about *that*, it wasn't his mentor's job. "Oh....O-Ok, that's good." Spotpaw responded with a forced smile before he hurried along, his short legs having to work double time in order to keep up with the long-legged sprinters of his clan. -- Spotpaw & Breezechaser

The charcoal she-cat hesitantly set another glance in Foxstar's direction, feeling her stomach twist in guilt as she did so. How he sent off his brother-in-code to patrol along the borders with such poise and assertiveness... *I wish I could be that confidint.* -- Smokestep

Lynxheart finished her rabbit and walked off into the apprentices den. "*I'm going to have to expand it" ,* the silver she-cat thought. She walked in the warriors den den to see if anyone really could set up some cats to expand the apprentices den. "Anyone wanna help me expand the apprentice den?", Lynxheart meowed.

Blazepaw looked up at Lynxheart."I can help. My mentor is out on patrol anyway." She turned to Goldenpaw. "Goldenpaw, you wanna come with me to help Lynxheart? She is *your* mentor after all."

"Sure! It is nice to be doing something helpful!" Goldenpaw meowed. - Blazepaw and Goldenpaw

"Come on then.", Lynxheart meowed to the apprentices before heading off to the apprentices den and cleaning up the den before expanding it. -- Lynxheart

Littlewhisker looked to the others. Nothing. Just silence. It was very peaceful and calming. Littlewhisker smiled and looked back. - Little

"Lets expand it. I've cleared evreything out. I just need to expand.", Lynxheart meowed. She started to get twigs and make it wider first. She made one side bigger. "How's it doing, Goldenpaw?", She asked. --Lynx

"We're doing good. Blazepaw's just getting twigs for me," Goldenpaw replied. "I'm making it wider." - Goldenpaw

"Good!", Lynxheart meowed. She started tearing downthe twigs and staking twigs to make it larger. -- Lynx

Dustpaw ran away from the cats as soon as Lynxkit was settled in the medicine den. He saw some cats working on the apprentices' den, and decided to try to be of some use. "Could I help?" He said. *I just wanna fit in...*--Dustpaw

"Yes! You can help us, if your cleared up on work. I could get some twigs for you.", Lynxheart meowed --Lynx

Blazepaw walked around and outside the camp, looking for twigs, and thought *This should be enough. I should head back to help Goldenpaw.* So she made her way back into the camp. - Blazepaw

"This side is done!", Lynxheart meowed, "If you want, you can help with the nursery. Its expanding with all the kits and queens" --Lynx

"I'm almost done over here too. Just waiting for Bla-. Oh! There you are!" Goldenpaw exclaimed.

"Yep," Blazepaw replied, her voice muffled with the twigs in her mouth. - Goldenpaw and Blazepaw

"Wanna hunt after this, Goldenpaw?", Lynxheart asked. -- Lynx

As the patrol, lead by Patchwhisker, approached the LakeClan border, the black and white tom cast a gaze over at the small river that marked their territories. "The river's starting to run dry..." His eyes narrowed with concern, trying to recall the recent weather. "Hmm... it has been rather dry lately..." --Patchwhisker

Squirrelkit’s kitten mind was racing, where was she? Who was everyone else? What was this place? Are what she should be thinking, though her mettle newborn mind was silenced with sleep, as it should be. - Squirrelkit

Dustpaw nervously nodded and walked away to grab twigs. --Dustpaw

Lynxheart meowed, " Come on, we need food for the clan." -- Lynx

Rustlefall walked over to the fresh-kill pile and dropped her rabbit. She picked up a smaller rabbit and headed off to a place not far from camp, but so she can have some peace and think -- Rustlefall

"Sure! I wouldn't mind hunting. Would it be alright if Blazepaw came along?" Goldenpaw asked. - Goldenpaw

" I could ask Littlewhwisker if she wants to bring Blazepaw after patrol" , Lynxheart meowed. --Lynx

(Little is currently out with Patch, Spot, and Breeze) Sniffing the source, Patchwhisker's eyes tried to look for what could've caused the pause. "There's no dam... something's wrong. We should tell Foxstar." --Patchwhisker

Lynxheart meowed, "Lets practice your Fighting skills in the mean time", Lynxheart meowed. --Lynx

"Okay then!" Goldenpaw said. She started to follow Lynxheart.

"What can I do while I wait for Littlewhisker?" asked Blazepaw. - Blazepaw and Goldenpaw

She woke up more tired than usual "Ugg, I don't want to do *anything* for the whole day.... but I have stuff I need to do." *Well I could just sleep for a few more hours* and layed down and fell asleep -Silentjaguar

(please do not timeskip without approval from others) “Silentjaguar, I can hear your snoring from here! You’re expected to contribute like the rest of your Clan!” Foxstar’s ears twitched as he heard the bengal warrior’s sleeping. *Even if bengals freak me out a little.* —-Foxstar

(Sry) She woke up to Foxstar's voice "Huh? Wha-?" and scurried out from the warriors den "S-sorry Foxstar...." she murmmered -Silentjaguar

Cottonpaw nervously took a steep into the light. She scowled the whole time she scanned the camp. Maybe Foxstar could assign her a new mentor, Sundash would understand, he didn’t like her anyway. He probably hated her mother too, well her death served him right. She growled as she sent Cloudwing padding away when she approached the fresh-kill pile. - Cotton

Littlewhisker nodded. "Yes. Maybe we should go back." - Little

Silverdawn padded out of camp with a list of herbs to gather. "Coltsfoot, lavender, moss, tansy, cobwebs," she muttered. -- Silverdawn

For the name ”Silentjaguar” She was not a quiet sleeper. Cottonpaw grinned. - cotton

"Patchwhisker should be returning soon. He'll provide an update on what's going on... and maybe bring back something for Gingerfrost," Foxstar chuckled. "Knowing her, she'll appreciate one of his dropins."

On the mention of the black and white warrior, he tried to sniff for any interference, but couldn't find a scent. "Patrol, we're heading back. Something's wrong... and Foxstar needs to know." --Patchwhisker & Foxstar

"This could seriously damage the amount of prey as well," Breezechaser commented quietly, scowling at the fact that she'd be forced to hunt less. She hated being confined to camp, it made her feel claustrophobic. Spotpaw, meanwhile, seemed terrified. "A-Are we going to die?!" -- Breezechaser & Spotpaw

Cottonpaw felt Foxstar’s presence in the clearing,s he rolled her eyes as she peaked into the nursery to examin the newborns. - Cotton

Oakbreeze put on her usual scowl and approached Silverdawn as she was exiting the medicine den. "I need you to heal Lynxkit," She ordered. "Now," --Oakbreeze

Lynxheart meowed, "Attack me. Claws, sheathed.", Lynxheart meowed. --Lynx

"We're not going to die, per-se, but we should still let Foxstar know of the problem." Patchwhisker began to lead the patrol home, just before remembering that he wanted to bring something for Gingerfrost. *I really should get her something nice.* --Patchwhisker

"Oh, okay then." Goldenpaw ran at Lynxheart and went for her legs, thinking to trip her. - Goldenpaw

Lynxheart jumped to a rock and jumped behind her. "You have to be quick."--Lynx

She walked out of camp ears flat, and tail down. and muttered something under her breath and picked up the scent of a starling, and dropped into a hunters crouch. When she was in killing distance she pounced, killing the starling. when she came back she brought a starling, 2 voles, 4 mice, and a hawk. -Silentjaguar

(hawks are a bit big for a single cat to hunt, even if said cat is a bengal) Patchwhisker would hardly break from the group before returning with a thrush. "Now that I've got something for Gingerfrost... let's report to Foxstar." He flicked his tail for the rest of the patrol to enter as he trotted towards the nursery. She looked up as he entered, having realized he'd returned, then spotted Spiderkit's excited gaze as she looked up at her father. "Daddy's home!!" --Spiderkit, Patchwhisker, & Gingerfrost

"Okay," Goldenpaw brushed her tail in the dirt, swiping dirt into the air. She then jumped towards Lynxheart. - Goldenpaw

As they walked home, Littlewhisker spotted something rustling in the bushes. *A mouse!* She immediately got into a hunting position. When the mouse crept out of the bush, she pounced on it, killing it swiftly. When she picked up her catch, she saw the others staring at her. "I saw it," She said. -- Little

Lynxheart stumbled back. "Put more force into it.", Lynxheart meowed, "You could also jump higher and land on my bak. the'll be expecting on the front, but you can jump and land on my back"--Lynx

Rustlefall walked out of camp to go hunting alone--Rustlefall

Blazepaw walked to the camp entrance, looking to see if her mentor was coming back soon. - Blazepaw

Squirrelit scrunched her face deeper into the floor and covered her ears. “Sssssshhh!” She scolded her sister before realizing what she’d said and hoping to not get a look that said ‘I told ya so’. - Squirrelkit

Copperkit looked around at her siblings and stared out of the nursery. She sighed, wondering what was out there. Everything was so boring in the nursery, Copperkit decided that she needed an adventure. So, she scurried towards the entrance, and pretended to fall asleep. Next, when Mousepelt wasn’t looking, she quietly tiptoed out of the nursery. -Copperkit

Thistlekit clenched his muzzle shut as he tried to fall asleep again, his breath was slow and his paws were warm with the adoring aroma of mousepelt’s milk. He could fall asleep to a climate like this any-day. Only if he didnt squint his eyes to see amber eyes staring at him with disgust. That almost send him squealing if Mousepelt hadn’t licked his forehead hushing him once again. - Thistlekit

Squirrelkit looked from her spot to see her sister for the first time, though it was a little blurry. She looked to see dark colors with some light orange and gold splashes, she looked around her to see a few more queens, though she was distracted by her mother’s adoring eyes, were her eyes as pretty as they were? She blinked to see her mother’s warm sunny pelt. No one could forget who she was. She looked to the other sleeping body next to her to see patches over some white figure, than to see her paws and look at them, tripping over her own little tail. She wondered where she was, sunbeams took her eye to see a large cat, white and black, oddly enough she knew it was her father. She scented something tat made her lurch, the worst scent she’d ever smelled on something in his mouth. - Squirrelkit

Cottonpaw glaring at an innocent child? She wasn’t prone to it, but she was annoyed at the moment with her thoughts and her dark humor. She didnt realize when Mousetail sent her a look, she quickly looked away to the other newborns and rolled her eyes. Why did these kits get suck great treatment if they are gonna end up bing an apprentice being treated like foxdung? “Hey, Cottonpaw!” She heard her name called and saw Cloudwing chatting with Sundash. She rolled her eyes as she sulkily padded over. “What?” She grumbled. - Cottonpaw

Sundash took a breath as his apprentice padded over. He was relieved as Cloudwing started. “Wanna go on a hunting lesson?” She asked. “You aren’t my mentor.” the sharp reply made Sundash growl. “you’re going weather you like it or not.” He hissed as he padded to the entrance of camp and left without another note. the she-cats caught up to him and Cloudwing whispered something behind as Sundash felt claws at his tail he whirled around to see Cottonpaw, and a moment after Cloudwing pushed from in front and knocked Sundash’s chest with her shoulder, swift and packed with a punch, it send the tom staggering back and hissing. - Sundash

”See? Distractions are more of a 2 cat thing.” Cloudwing explained as Sundash hissed. “What was that for!” She chuckled. “That was for being a boring mentor, and for leaving without us.” She grinned with pride. And for the first time she saw surprise in Sundash’s eyes, not only that, she looked to where he was watching and smiled. Cottonpaw was on her back laughing as the tom flicked his tail. Cloudwing sighed as she then instructed, “Alright, fighting first, This will be about thinking fast Cottonpaw, Sundash will watch.” - Cloudwing

As the patrol returned to camp, Spotpaw did his best to attempt to track down a rabbit at Breezechaser's instruction. He did manage to pick up a scent trail, however, it had belonged to a straying squirrel rather than a rabbit. *I'll never be as good as a hunter as Breezechaser...* Spotpaw bowed his head in defeat as he trudged into the apprentice's den. -- Spotpaw

Ospreypaw was exhausted. He was finally in his nest from an early hunting lesson he’d begged Cloudwing not to give him. Finally escaping the world and being alone to sleep hoping to be away from Cottonpaw’s pranks too, she’s always been on his nerves. Along with how annoying kits were with asking questions! And having his fur soaked in head or water. Though not to go into all the things that annoy him, he took a breath before looking up to see baby Spotpaw enter the den he rolled his closed eyes and curled into a tighter ball, hoping for his pain to be drowned away by the darkness of sleep. - Ospreypaw

With Spotpaw heading off to rest in the apprentice's den, Breezechaser settled in the shade of the warrior's den with her tail neatly wrapped around her patched form. She had no interest in spending her time in camp, but she knew that it would be unwise to overhunt, especially if the fresh kill pile wasn't particularly low. Prey did seem a little more scrawny than usual, but the hunting patrols had done well for the day. -- Breezechaser

Smokestep lingered around camp for several heartbeats before the nimble rosetted feline decided that she was in need of a good, cool drink of water. She stepped out of camp, slipping through the tall dry grass with ease as she sought out the nearest river. The warrior leaned down to drink from the water before she paused, surprise to find her paws resting in dried mud rather than tall grass. *Strange?* The warrior thought to herself before she continued to drink, *...normally the water level's much higher this time of season.* -- Smokestep

“See? It was fun!” Cloudwing hipped Sundash as the tom rolled his eyes. “Sure.” Though Cottonpaw knew he was impressed she’d caught two blackbirds and a skinny crow. She had the blackbirds and Sundash had the crow. They dropped the prey onto the fresh-kill pile as Cottonpaw peered to see Spotpaw sleeping, or at least assumed to be sleeping in his nest. Before she could go over SUndash blocked her path. “Why dont you finish the day getting some water for Silverdawn and the queens.” He meowed, sending her off back Into the plains. - Cotton

Unable to recognize the disgust in his daughter's eyes, Patchwhisker set the thrush down at his mate's paws. "I brought your favorite food home, just as you like it, and I'll shuffle all the feathers in there, and -"

"Shh, you crazy idiot! But thank you anyway," she replied, then watched as Spiderkit approached to sniff at it. The tortie took a few whiffs of it, then promptly turned her back to it, muttering something along the lines of "Momma's milk smells better!" Ignoring her, the tabby leaned to take a satisfied nibble. "Tell me about patrol. Or maybe you'd rather wait until your brother-in-paw comes in?" On the mention of him...

Foxstar had raised his ears at the sounds of the patrol entering, only to watch the warriors appropriately split to return to Clan life. He watched Patchwhisker enter and almost called to intrude - then realized he had a thrush in his jaws. *Maybe I'll visit my nieces, finally. Gingerfrost has been very protective over them.* --Gingerfrost, Patchwhisker, Foxstar, & Spiderkit

Squirrelkit rubbed her paws on her nose and staggered backwards as she then looked up to her father, the blurs had sorta cleared and she could sorta see his eyes. Were her eyes green? She looked around at the thing he dropped. “What’s that?” She barely made out to say. - Squirrel

Smokestep grimaced at the mud. It was indeed concerning- she didn't need anymore stress, such as the concern of slowly dying a dreadful death from dehydration due to lack of water. Well...this certainly turned into a pleasant attempt to escape her other fears. -- Smokestep

Spotpaw pulled his hind legs closer to his soft cream belly before he closed his eyes and tried to sleep off his concerns. How in the name of StarClan did he confuse a squirrel with a *rabbit* scent trail? -- Spotpaw

Cottonpaw was staring in dismay at the creek she had thought to have been flowing proudly as she’d seen moons ago, though there was only mud. She stared and then decided to chart up the water to see if there was something clogging it, to where she thought she saw something, she saw nothing. She felt her belly twist, was this some sort of trick? She then picked her moss up and padded back to camp, at the sight of Foxstar, she padded beneath the meeting rock. “Foxstar! The creek’s all mud!” She Yowled to him. - Cottonpaw

Just as he thought his day would get any worse. Ospreypaw wondered if Cottonpaw even dared to care anyone was trying to sleep. Not that she would notice anyway. He grumbled ad he turned to his other side Closer to the darkest part of the den. Though he wasn’t asleep, having Spotpaw’s presence around him made him wanna just get out of there away from the cowardly tom. Though he just sat up and blinked a few times before deciding to groom himself. - Ospreypaw

Breezechaser neatly tucked her paws underneath her narrowed chest. *I hope I don't fail Spotpaw.* She thought to herself as she slowly closed her eyes, absorbing the warmth of sunlight into her tortoiseshell tabby fur. *I mean, he's a brand new apprentice...I guess he still has plenty of time to learn.* -- Breezechaser

Just before he could stick his head in the nursery, Foxstar's ears perked at the sounds of Cottonpaw. "The creek's dried up?" Meanwhile, having not been interrupted by his leader, Patchwhisker replied, "That's a thrush. It's your mother's favorite piece of prey." --Foxstar, ]Patchwhisker

”Prey?” Squirrelkit was confused, a ‘thrush’ looked weird, how could anyone do anything with it? It looked rough furred and weird, “Why does it look different than me?” She asked out of pure curiosity. - Squirrelkit

Cottonpaw nodded. “I went there to fetch water for the queens and Silverdawn and when I got there it was all mud and swampy near the banks!” She meowed. - Cottonpaw

Emberkit felt tired. All of a sudden, he felt a huge urge to open his eyes. At first, they were heavy. Emberkit tried swiping his paw under the eyes to open them, but no such luck. Then they felt light,  and he opened them with ease. Colors of all sorts of levels jumped out at him. Slowly they combined and formed shapes. Emberkit could tell that these shapes were like him, because he felt a weird control over his own body. --Emberkit

Is it okay if we can hunt for a bit? I'm getting a bit hungry." Goldenpaw meowed. - Goldenpaw

"Come on, Lets go hunt!", Lynxheart meowed to Goldenpaw. --Lynx

As the patrol walked through the camp entrance, Littlewhisker spotted Blazepaw. She quickly dropped her prey on the freshly-kill pile and walked over to her. "I'm sorry I couldn't get here sooner. Would you like to battle train?" She asked. - Little

"Sure. I need to practise. My sister easily beats me, so I need to get stronger!" - Blazepaw

"Okay then." Littlewhisker started walking to the entrance, only stopping to see if Blazepaw was following. -- Little

"There's a lot of prey that doesn't look like you, sweetheart," Patchwhisker chided. "I mean, a lot doesn't look like Spiderkit either." At her name, the tortie kitten looked up, inhaled another whiff of thrush, then again turned her nose away.

Foxstar twitched an ear. "Well... I should bring this up at the Gathering. I'm sure LakeClan is suffering as well, unfortunately, but I wonder how the other Clans are doing." *I wonder if Silverdawn has gotten anything from StarClan.* --Foxstar, Patchwhisker, Spiderkit

“you look like her.” Squirrelkit started, why was this confusing? She rustled her whiskers as she looked to her mother. - Squirrel

MousePelt yawned,she felt like she had never slept in her life "Maybe some rest wouldn't hurt" MousePelt told herself as she walked back to her nest --MousePelt

Lynxheart walked over to the apprentices den. "Come on, Goldenpaw, Time to wake up" -- Lynxheart

Spotpaw, overwhelmed with the stress that stemmed from his failure to track down a rabbit, found himself quickly falling asleep in his nest. He was glad that sleep had come easily, however, his dreams were all but pleasant. -- Spotpaw

"I look a little like her, yeah. But she's got no white on her fur, see?" Spiderkit turned back at her father's statement, then approached the thrush again. "Try it maybe?" His mate furrowed one eyebrow, but didn't stop the tortie as she leaned to take a bite. She attempted to chew for a moment before the taste became *too much.* She spat it out after a moment. "Blehhhh!! Groooooss!"

Meanwhile... Argent who was obviously not made for no reason lingered around the territory, smelling the Clan she'd stuck around nearby as she froze. *Today's the day, Argy. You ask them to join.* The silver bengal stretched and gulped nervously. *Oh, but what if - what if they don't accept me - no, no, shut up...* She narrowed her gaze, then took a step forward, towards camp. From within, Spiderkit sniffed. "Something's weeeeeeird!" --Argent, Patchwhisker, Spiderkit

Squirrelkit smiled and burst laughing. “Who’s that red cat?” She asked, looking to the leader from her point of view, he seemed small, but big at the same time. - Squirrel

Ospreypaw lingered around the camp, snarling as he decided staying here would do nothing but cause him trouble, knowing Foxstar would love to give him a task, he exited the camp silently and padded to where he would have peace and quiet. Along with silence that would be broken for a hunt. - Ospreypaw

Lynxheart sighed. She might as well go on a patrol.--Lynxheart

When he thought he would get ANY peace. Ospreypaw pricked his ears, there was another cat around here... He wrinkled his nose. *Rogue*. He looked around warily. Though he wasn’t afraid of some wannabe warrior. - Ospreypaw

Lynnxheart walked over to the deputy. Is there anythig I can do?", she asked. -Lynxheart

(fyi, moon is inactive, but doesn't want their characters adopted out yet, which includes redwhisker. also archiving soon, as this is getting very long c:) Argent's heart began to race as she sniffed the scent of Clan cats, but she still froze at the sounds of walking. Meanwhile, Patchwhisker flicked his tail. "That big red tabby is Foxstar, our Clan leader." --Argent & Patchwhisker

Ospreypaw kept his ears pricked and hackles raised, he knew someone was out there but where. “Show yourself.” He hissed in a low growl.

squirrelkit wrinkled her nose. “He’s really loud!” She mewed. - Osprey & Squirrel

Blazepaw followed her mentor through the camp entrance. - Blazepaw