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*Smew* (#54920)

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2016-04-06 07:09:24




We all still die.



Prologue
Thick, dark clouds covered the stars. Rain pounded on the green grass like a waterfall. Leaves swirled into the air, carried away with the cold wind. In a large hollow stood a lonely bush. Two cats sheltered inside from the storm that raged outside. They crouched close together, pelts brushing. “Do you think they’ll come, Redfeather?” a black, long-limbed tom asked, peering out into the darkness. “I don’t know, Spiderleap.” the reddish-brown she-cat replied. At the same moment, three cats bolted down into the hollow. They rushed into the bush, pushing Redfeather and Spiderleap to the walls. “Why are we meeting here? This place is cramped!” a ginger tom with golden eyes growled. “Peace, Goldengrass,” a large silver-grey tabby mewed as she sat down beside Spiderleap, wrapping her thick tail around her paws. The third cat shook his black and white fur. “Why are we here?” he asked, straightening his whiskers. Redfeather sat up. “You know that very well, Badgerblaze,” she murmured, looking down at his paws. Badgerblaze glared at her, flicking his tail. “These are not our problems. Thunder, River, Wind and Shadow should figure this out. These are their clans,” he mewed, his deep voice rumbling in his throat. “The clans are being wiped out, Badgerblaze. The creators of our clans won’t do anything,” the tabby mewed, her green eyes blazing in the gloom. “Minnowstep is right. The fate of the clans are in our paws. We need to notify the medicine cats,” Spiderleap spoke for the first time. Redfeather, Spiderleap’s mate, nodded. Thunder rolled off in a distance. “The clans are not helpless. They’ve faced bigger threats than these. These are just foxes and rogues,” Goldengrass mewed, flicking his tail angrily. “The foxes have been breeding more than ever. The territories are full of them.” Redfeather mewed. “They are just foxes, it’s easy to drive them out,” Badgerblaze snorted. Spiderleap glared at him. “Do you remember when the badgers attacked Thunderclan? The foxes are in much greater numbers. If the badgers killed two cats, how many do you think the foxes will kill?” Minnowstep growled, her fur bushing up. “They’re not in groups like the badgers,” Goldengrass pointed out. “True, but who knows what they might do?” Spiderleap mewed, still crouching. “The foxes are not the only problem. The rogues are becoming bolder. They’re trespassing far too often, more frequently too. They’re becoming vicious. They are a clan, they are the real threat we should be worried about,” Badgerblaze growled, his fur bushing up so the huge warrior looked even bigger. “But the clans know about both of these threats. Why do we need to talk to the medicine cats or the leaders?” Goldengrass asked, his eyes scanning the cats in front of him. The cats fell silent. “We need to give them advice,” Spiderleap murmured, looking down at the ground. “But you know about the decease, don’t you?” Minnowstep, the former Riverclan medicine cat asked. The cats looked at her. “No,” Badgerblaze mewed. “There is a terrible decease coming up. It will spread through the clans like a fire through a forest. The clans have never experienced it, so the medicine cats won’t have a cure,” Minnowstep mewed, shuddering. “Great Starclan,” Redfeather whispered. “We need to talk to the medicine cats on the next half moon,” Spiderleap decided, sitting up. Badgerblaze and Goldengrass nodded. “I’ll notify Shadowclan,” Goldengrass mewed, lashing his tail. “I’ll talk to the medicine cat of Thunderclan,” Badgerblaze mewed, nodding to no one in particular. “I’ll talk to Windclan,” Spiderleap murmured. “And I’ll talk to Riverclan,” Minnowstep mewed.


Plot
Foxes and rogues are massing up. The foxes are so many that a patrol will most likely find at least one, either inside or outside the territory, in every patrol. Many cats won’t go out unnecessarily in fear of meeting rogues. The patrols always have to have at least 5 cats.
Then there is the decease. It will soon come up in both Shadowclan and Thunderclan. The medicine cats won’t have a cure at first but then we’ll see what happens.


Ω Ω Ω
(~=NCL)

Ω Thunderclan Ω

Ω Leader Ω
Froststar Ω 84 moons Ω Froststar is a huge cat with massive paws. He has a heavy, bulky body and thick, white fur. He has blazing yellow eyes. He's muscular and strong, with a thick, bushy tail and long legs.

Ω Deputy Ω
Rowanflame Ω 39 moons Ω A thinner built tom with orange-brown legs and dark gray-brown marbled tabby markings. He has piercing yellow eyes and a fleshy coral nose. His base coat is a lighter color than his markings, and his claws are a translucent white. Has a seemingly unblemished appearance. He usually wears a harsh scowl on his face.

Ω Medicine cat Ω
Alderheart Ω 52 moons Ω Alderheart is lean and rather small, with olive green eyes and a brown pelt with a ginger hue.

Ω Medicine cat apprentice Ω
Silverhawk Ω 28 moons Ω
Silverhawk is a long, slender, mackerel tabby with a dark, shaded gray coat. Eyes are a hazel color, the brown almost overwriting the green, and has strange speckles in his eyes that occur rarely, most of the speckles are a dark brownish, any other is a dark greenish. The speckles do not entirely overflood the eye, but are scattered around the hue. He also is known to have a white underbelly, mitts, and tail tip. The white also spreading up to the muzzle and between the optics. Right ear is also entirely torn off, also a long, jagged scar along his left eye that has left him slightly blind in the left hue.

Ω Warriors Ω
Mintwhisker~50 moons~Silver tabby she-cat with green eyes.
Spottedfern~19 moons~Tortoiseshell she-cat with yellow eyes.
Petalpoppy-19 moons~Black she-cat with yellow eyes.
Timberheart-98 moons~Large dark brown tom with green eyes.
Badgersong Ω 61 moons Ω A dark gray fur, with black marbling, except for the pale patch of chest and underbelly fur, with emerald green eyes. He has several scars, that had darker fur grow back over them, but are hard to distinguish because of his marbling. One scar, on his right forearm is very visible as it goes from his elbow forward and around down to his paw, which he received in battle. He also has a torn left ear, with some smaller cuts in it, giving it a frayed look slightly.
Ravenheart Ω 25 moons Ω Ravenheart is a small she-cat, just like her mother was. She has tiny, neat paws, a very long tail and a lithe, slender, long body. She has a soft, yet thick fur and pure, clear, wide green eyes. She has short legs, a glossy fur and sturdy muscles.
Hawkstorm Ω 25 moons Ω Hawkstorm is like his father, both personality and appearance. Although, he's more battle thirsty and more aggressive. He's an extremely large tom, out-sizing his father by a few centimeters, with broad shoulders, long body and a thick dark brown tabby and white fur. His icy blue eyes are cold, and his ears are large, allowing him to hear well. He has long, muscular legs, a thick, bushy tail and thorn-sharp, hooked claws. A big, nasty scratch covers his broad muzzle from a fight he picked with some kittypets. He's tall, sturdy and towers above many cats.
Vultureflight Ω 24 moons Ω A tri-color tom with round golden brown eyes. Possible Snowshoe heritage. He is a medium-sized, well-muscled cat with what's considered an 'applehead' shape to his head. His fur is predominantly a pale ashy brown color with white patterns on the face, chest, stomach and paws. He has black points, often interrupted by the white patterning. His left ear is shredded and a ragged scar slashes down his muzzle.
Nightmask Ω 48 moons Ω A mostly white she-cat with a large patch of light brown fur across her back and halfway down the sides, black tail/ears and a black mask across the face. Her eyes are a pale blue color and dark brown hair lines the sides of her face and the insides of her hind legs. Possible Snowshoe ancestry.
Doveblossom Ω 23 moons Ω A white cat with light grey socks, ears, around her eyes, and tail. Her tail with lighter stripes, but a darker shade on top, with black and white spots on it. As has several scars on her face and neck from a recent dog attack, and also has scars on her back and shoulder from the same attack, and a small scar from a battle as an apprentice on her back left leg.
Ravenfeather Ω 23 moons Ω Slender, long limbed witg two tone gray fur with black stripping covering her body. She has scars from the same fight as Doveblossom. She has several scars from it as well, but she doesn't mind.
Strikeheart Ω 70 Moons Ω A Tabby cat, sturdy but lean, with a light brown, orange-tinted pelt, hazel eyes.
Tigerflight Ω 24 moons Ω Classic orange tabby she-cat with a thin coat, white underbelly and bright amber eyes. She has an agile, streamlined body with a long muzzle, large triangular ears and a lengthy tail/legs. Possible Oriental Shorthair ancestry.
Buzzardtail Ω 24 moons Ω Large chocolate snowshoe tom with pale gray aqua eyes, with shredded ears and a scar across his face.


Ω Apprentices Ω
Briarpaw~12 moons~Long-legged black tom with yellow eyes.
Larkpaw~12 moons~Dark brown she-cat with yellow eyes.
Hollypaw~12 moons~Black she-cat with green eyes.
Talonpaw Ω 8 moons Ω A steely grey coat (imagine the Ashen base :P ) with light green eyes, lean but muscular for his age, with average growth. His paws are unnusually big, which makes him abnormally clumsy at young age but a strong fighter as he grows.
Fallenpaw Ω 13 moons Ω Fallenpaw is a sleek midnight-black she-cat with sparkling blue-green eyes. She is quite fluffy, and puffs up her fur when she feels threatened or scared. She also has a short scar through her right eye (she can still see perfectly fine, thanks to the medicine cat) from when she fought a kittypet.

Ω Queens (1/2) Ω
Silverleaf~90 moons~Silver tabby she-cat with blue eyes.
Sapsong Ω 31 moons Ω Sapsong is a Golden/Cream Longhaired tabby with elegant White Stripes. Her fur droops almost to where it's touching the ground - Only slightly shorter. The tip of her tail is in a puffy-Round Shape, instead of a thin Cone-Point. Although her claws are shorter than a average cat's, Her fangs/teeth are quite sharp. They're not extended, But quite sharp.

Ω Kits (3/5) Ω
Snowkit Ω 6 moons Ω Snowkit is a relatively small cat. He has a snowy-white, thick fur and emerald, soft green eyes. Although he may be small now, he will be very big when he gets older. He has abnormally large paws compared to his body size and he has a rather short tail.
Spiderkit Ω 6 moons Ω Dark grey with a medium gray underbelly. Has white toes on his back left paw, and a medium to dark gray sock on his front left foot, with his mother's tabby markings, but his are black. The vision in his left eye is a little blurry and has a rather slender build.
Dewkit Ω 6 moons Ω Dark brown she-kit with amber eyes. She is rather fluffy with white markings.

Ω Elders Ω
Eagleclaw~123 moons~Scrawny, battle-scarred tom with fluffy, torn, tortoiseshell fur and green eyes.
Lilypetal~150 moons~A small grey she-cat with cloudy, blind eyes. (Almost deaf)
Sunsplash Ω 151 moons Ω Cream base with prominent tabby blotches and banded tail- orange spot with red stripe. He's rather full- furred, but not at the face, sort of like a Turkish Van cat. Amber eyes. One of the tabby bits is on his back paw,one on his right front leg, others are mainly on the side and back. There are 7 in total.

Ω Ω Ω


Ω Ω Ω

Ω Shadowclan Ω

Ω Leader Ω
Cloudstar Ω 32 moons Ω A large female with a lot of muscle hidden under a gorgeous two toned gray coat, that is medium length, except her tail is a little puffier. Stunning bright blue eyes, that catches everyone's attention when they see them. She does have very odd spots of white on her tail, which are actually over her scars from an attack from a dog when she was an apprentice. There is a small spot toward the tip, where no hair grew back, but it's disguised by the puffiness of her tail. She also has a scar on the bottom of her right back paw pad, and a small nick on her nose, from play fighting with her brother when they were apprentices.

Ω Deputy Ω
Shadestorm Ω 40 moons Ω A huge, long-furred pale gray tom with a black head, legs and paws along with light yellow eyes. He is especially large and heavily built compared to the average Clan cat due to his heritage. Norwegian Forest Cat ancestry.

Ω Medicine cat Ω
Bluebird Ω 40 moons Ω A lithe, limber tomcat with long legs and a narrow, tapered facial structure. He is undoubtedly (modern) siamese from his sharp features and short, cream-coloured coat with dark chocolate coloured points on his limbs, tail, ears, and a mask of it over his face. He has thin, almond-shaped ice blue eyes.

Ω Medicine cat apprentice Ω
Hazelpaw Ω 11 moons Ω Small snow bengal tabby mix with green hazel eyes

Ω Warriors Ω
Amberberry ~ 70 moons ~ Small tortoiseshell and white she-cat with amber eyes.
Fleetstrike ~ 34 moons ~ White tom with grey splotches and green eyes.
Cloudbreeze ~ 20 moons ~ Large, fluffy grey and white tom with green eyes.
Willowfern-~20 moons~Pale grey tabby she-cat with blue eyes.
Shadowrunner Ω 54 moons Ω A sandy medium brown pelt, with dark brown on her ears, face, her legs, and gradient flow to dark brown as you go down her tail. She has eyes as blue as the lake. She does have faint scars on her muzzle, and a long faint scar on her left hip she earned in her first real battle.
Nightthorn Ω 34 moons Ω Nightthorn is a big, fluffy cat with a long tail (think Maine Coon-ish), she has some chestnut fur around her neck, though most of her pelt is black. She also has light green eyes that changes in the light, shifting into light blue when it's light enough. Her long tail helps her balance.
Boulderstrike Ω 36 moons Ω Boulderstrike is a sturdy, pale brown tom with a broad head, darker points and bright golden eyes. Burmese heritage.
Leafstorm Ω 30 moons Ω Brown tabby she-cat with short legs, long body, lean muscles and vivid green eyes.
Whispersong Ω 20 moons Ω A very light grey/white pelt with a soft, darker grey, silver mackerel pattern. Medium length, thick fur. She has light green eyes. She is tall for a she-cat, and whip-thin, but all muscle.
Creamblaze Ω 30 moons Ω Elegant, long-furred mackerel cream tabby tom with dark, copper colored eyes.
Deadstride Ω 26 moons Ω Long legged black Bombay mix cat with large yellow eyes

Ω Apprentices Ω
Greypaw ~ 7 moons ~ Grey tom with brown eyes.
Mistypaw ~ 7 moons ~ Brown tabby she-cat with blue eyes.
Condorpaw Ω 11 moons Ω A black and brown young tom with the occasional white on his feet. He is missing a toe on his back left paw, and the tip of his left ear is gone. Has gentle gold eyes that make your heart melt. Is a fluffy and large built cat, easy to predict him to be the biggest in the clan.
Bramblepaw Ω 8 moons Ω Fluffy classic brown and black tabby tom with tufted ears, a white muzzle/paws and amber eyes.
Viperpaw Ω 11 moons Ω Pretty dark reddish brown dappled bengal mix with green hazel eyes

Ω Queens (1/2) Ω
Sorrelfur ~ 54 moons ~ A small, silver tabby she-cat with blue eyes.

Ω Kits (3/3) Ω
1 moon until their birth.
Kit 1: Player:
Kit 2: Player: None
Kit 3: Player: None

Ω Elders Ω
Hawkwing~136 moons~Small, dark-brown tom with green eyes.
Flowerstem~100 moons~Grey she-cat with blue eyes.

Ω Ω Ω

Ω Riverclan Ω

Ω Leader Ω
Fennelstar~67 moons~A silver spotted she-cat with blue eyes.
(Played by Smew.)

Ω Deputy Ω
Mouseclaw~54 moons~A huge, long furred, brown and white cat with one amber eye and one blue eye.

Ω Medicine cat Ω
Rainsong~95 moons~A small ginger and white she-cat.

Ω Medicine cat apprentice Ω
Brindledleaf~23 moons~Tabby tom with amber eyes.

Ω Warriors Ω
Swiftfoot~89 moons~Small white tom with long legs and blue eyes.
Gingersplash~45 moons~White tom with ginger splotches and green eyes.
Leafstem~63 moons~A small, silver tabby she-cat with blue eyes.
Maplefeather~20 moons~Large, fluffy tortoiseshell and white she-cat with amber eyes.
Hazelwhisker~20 moons-Grey and white she-cat with yellow eyes.
Badgerstep~45 moons~Black and white tom with a white blaze on his face, green eyes.
Whitesmoke~89 moons~White she-cat with barely visible grey stripes on her back, tail, face and legs.
Skyflight~14 moons~Large white tom with blue eyes.
Mudstripe~14 moons~Brown tabby tom with green eyes.
Specklefoot~24 moons~Tortoiseshell and white she-cat with amber eyes.
Birdeye~98 moons~Small grey and white she-cat with blue eyes.
Nightstorm~98 moons~Large jet-black tom with yellow eyes.
Bramblefang~98 moons~Dark brown tabby tom with green eyes.

Ω Apprentices Ω
Flamepaw~9 moons~Ginger she-cat with amber eyes.
Hollowpaw~9 moons~White tom with black and orange splotches and amber eyes.
Swiftpaw~12 moons~Black and white she-cat with green eyes.
Aspenpaw~12 moons~Cream tom with amber eyes.
Nightpaw~12 moons~Black she-cat with green eyes.
Briarpaw~7 moons~Light brown tom with yellow eyes.

Ω Queens (1/2) Ω
Blackbrook~34 moons~Black she-cat with yellow eyes, white tail tip, paws, chest and belly.

Ω Kits (0/3) Ω
Toadkit~3 moons~Black and white tom with green eyes.
Sunkit~3 moons~Ginger tabby she-kit with green eyes.
Poppykit~3 moons~Grey she-kit with yellow eyes.

Ω Elders Ω
Beechclaw~159 moons~Battle-scarred, cream tabby tom with blue eyes.
Pinepool~120 moons~Dark grey tabby she-cat with yellow eyes.
Frogleap~70 moons~Muddy brown tom with brown eyes. (Retired early due to failing eyesight.)

Ω Ω Ω

Ω Windclan Ω

Ω Leader Ω
Honeystar~69 moons~Pale ginger she-cat with yellow eyes.

Ω Deputy Ω
Icefeather~50 moons~White she-cat with blue eyes.

Ω Medicine cat Ω
Hailstorm~90 moons~Dark grey and white tom with green eyes.

Ω Medicine cat apprentice Ω
Sunflame-Dark ginger tom with green eyes.

Ω Warriors Ω
Flameflight~29 moons~Large ginger tabby tom with orange eyes.
Sunfur~29 moons~Ginger tabby tom with green eyes.
Fernleaf~67 moons~A small, pale tortoiseshell she-cat with green eyes.
Watersplash~20 moons~Large, fluffy, grey tabby she-cat with green eyes.
Applewillow~49 moons~Cream tabby she-cat with yellow eyes.
Longwhisker~47 moons~Dark brown tabby tom with amber eyes.
Slateclaw~50 moons~Dark grey tom with blue eyes.
Tawnyclaw~50 moons~Mottled red and brown she-cat with green eyes.
Meadowmoon~45 moons~Small grey she-cat with green eyes.
Waspstripe~15 moons~Yellow and black she-cat with yellow eyes.
Woollyweb-15 moons~Mottled brown tom with yellow eyes.

Ω Apprentices Ω
Willowpaw~8 moons~Brown tom with green eyes.
Rainpaw~12 moons~White she-cat with blue eyes.
Swiftpaw~6 moons~White she-cat with black splotches and yellow eyes.
Squirrelpaw~10 moons~Dark brown she-cat with blue eyes.
Stormpaw~10 moons~Grey tabby she-cat with blue eyes.

Ω Queens (0/2) Ω
Hollyfreckle~49 moons~Black she-cat with a white tip on her nose and green eyes. (Mother of Slateclaw’s kits.)

Ω Kits (0/3) Ω
Crowkit~2 moons~Dark grey she-cat with blue eyes.
Blackkit~2 moons~Black tom with yellow eyes.
Nightkit~2 moons~Black and white tom with green eyes.

Ω Elders Ω
Echostorm~98 moons~Large, black tom with green eyes.
Cloverclaw~128 moons~Brown tabby she-cat with amber eyes.

Ω Ω Ω

Ω Rogues, loners and kittypets. Ω

Svana Ω 18 moons Ω Pretty white gold tabby she cat with blind heterochromatic blue yellow eyes.

∆ Rules ∆

∆ Follow Lioden RP rules.
∆ Please describe your cat in the appearance section with words, not only a picture.
∆ Have your cat’s appearance realistic. (No horns, purple fur, wings, etc.)
∆ You cannot play as your own character’s mate, but you can play it’s family member.
∆ This is a semi literate+intermediate to advanced RP. (Five lines at least.)
∆ All sexualities are allowed. If you’re not okay with it, don’t sign up.
∆ Be respectful to everyone OOC.
∆ Make up some drama in the roleplay! Dogs, foxes, twolegs, battles, cross borders. Make something fun up.
∆ No godmodding, powerplaying, etc. When fighting, your character won’t escape the battle without some scratches. Make this realistic people!
∆ Don’t. Name. Your. Cat. ANGEL/SOUL/DRAGON/or something that the clans don’t know.- Ugh
∆ Do not roleplay someone else’s character.
∆ If you read the rules put your favourite warrior cat in other.
∆ Don’t kill/seriously injure another person’s character without their permission, etc.
∆ No graphic mating/birthing scenes.
∆ No mary sues/gary sues, etc. Everyone has flaws. Make your characters unique!

Ω Ω Ω

Season: Newleaf
Weather: It varies a lot. Some days the sun will be shining, but on other days storms will rage.

Announcements:
The gathering will be held in two days time! (After the roleplay has been started.)
Snowkit, Dewkit and Spiderkit are soon to be apprentices and Dewkit needs a mentor.


Ω Ω Ω
Mentors and apprentices.

Thunderclan
Spottedfern-Larkpaw.
Petalpoppy-Hollypaw.

Shadowclan
Cloudbreeze-Greypaw.
Willowfern-Mistypaw.

Riverclan
Hazelwhisker-Flamepaw.
Maplefeather-Hollowpaw.
Specklefoot-Swiftpaw.
Badgerstep-Aspenpaw.
Gingersplash-Nightpaw.
Leafstem-Puddlepaw.

Windclan.
Watersplash-Patchpaw.
Flameflight-Squirrelpaw.
Sunfur-Stormpaw.
Longwhisker-Willowpaw.
Meadowmoon-Rainpaw.

Ω Ω Ω

More information about Riverclan and Windclan! Read this, please!
Thanks. Anyways, you cannot sign up for Riverclan or Windclan. I've created NCLs for the clan which we can all play. (Except the deputies, leaders and medicine cats, I will play them.)
Fennelstar is a very snarky cat that will create something big out of something small. She uses every opportunity to attack another clan and does not give mercy easily. She is very fast, so her fighting is mostly based on agility, speed and outwitting.
Mouseclaw is a lot like his leader. (He's kind of like Blackstar when he was Blackfoot.) He is a huge cat and fights and moves a lot like Tigerstar.
Rainsong is a very kind medicine cat, but unlike any other, she does have the guts to stand up against her leader.
Honeystar is a generally very kind leader, reasonable and lets other speak their minds. She is not likely to launch an attack but will defend what’s hers.
Icefeather is a rather quiet she-cat, with quick, swift moves and is very intelligent and calm yet fierce and ferocious in battle.
Hailstorm was a warrior, so he has the mind and body of one, but Starclan led him onto the path of a medicine cat. He can be a bit harsh and tends to snap at others, but others just have to learn not to take it personally.
Sunflame is a kind cat, laidback and calm. He can be a bit clueless at times but other than that he’s a nice, talkative cat.
Then we can all choose personalities for the rest in the moment of need.

Ω Ω Ω

NEWS.
Nothing yet.


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Vespering [MAIN] (#33076)

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2016-04-06 13:20:19

Shadestorm | Tom | 40 Moons | Deputy | ShadowClan
Location: ShadowClan Camp
Mentions: Hazelstripe (NPC), Fleetstrike (NPC), Bluebird


A feral snarl sprang from Shadestorm's throat as he spat at the offending tom in front of him, lashing out at the smaller cat savagely. A large black paw slammed into the tabby's jaw and sent him careening backwards. This was the best chance at a clean escape the three captured warriors were ever going to get. "Run!" He hissed at Hazelstripe and Fleetstrike before leaping forward and barreling into their second guard, easily knocking her aside. The rouges had been foolish to leave so few cats behind to watch their prisoners while they hunted and slept. "They've gotten too cocky for their own good," he grunted under his breath as he plunged deeper into the woodlands.

Fleetstrike raced ahead of him, a gray and white blur zig-zagging wildly through the underbrush, short pelt spiked with fear. Shadestorm tried to move his own paws faster to match the slimmer tom's pace, but instead he slowed, wheezing heavily. He was a large, heavy-bodied cat. Not a good sprinter or long distance runner in any way, and it didn't help he kept getting his thick fur caught in thorn bushes or tripping over roots. "I-I can't go any further!" Hazelstripe wailed behind him and Shadestorm guiltily realized he had forgotten her. Slowing to a stop, he turned in time to see Hazelstripe collapse onto her side. He didn't have much time to consider their options. Loud caterwauling broke the eerie silence of the woods and only moments later a horde of rouges came lunging at them from the darkness.


Shadestorm sprang onto his paws, pelt bushed out and yellow eyes searching the area with a panicked expression. Where were the rouges!? Where were Hazelstripe and Fleetstrike!? It took him a few seconds to realize he was no longer lost in the woods, but instead safely nestled in the medicine cat's den. His fur flattened and Shadestorm stared down at his paws, taking in deep breaths as he forced himself to calm down. It was the same thing every night. The same dream. He hadn't been able to save Hazelstripe that night. The rouges had overpowered him, shredded him and left him for dead before dragging her away. He could still remember the hopeless glint to her amber eyes as they tore her away from him.

The rouges had abducted them during an evening border patrol. Kept them prisoner, starved and tormented the warriors for moons. It was truly a miracle they had managed to get as far as they had in the first place before the near fatal attack. Fleetstrike had managed to make it home in time to gather a rescue party who found Shadestorm before he bled to death, but Hazelstripe and the rouges were no longer anywhere to be found. He felt like a coward. A complete and utter failure. He was the deputy for StarClan's sake. How did he get captured? How did he let a Clanmate be taken away, possibly forever?

He stepped out of his nest fully, wincing as he put pressure on his left front paw, which had been twisted horribly during the escape. Other than the tenderness in his leg that he feared would never leave he had recovered well enough. Bald patches on his pelt had regrown fur, though it still wasn't quite at the same length as the rest of his coat, giving him an oddly uneven appearance. His torn ears and muzzle had healed over to scabbed scars and the slash across his throat was now hidden by a thick ruff of pale gray fur. "Bluebird," he called, forcing his voice to come out chipper and untroubled. "Am I healed enough to return to my duties? I've sat idling here for long enough I think."

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Boulderstrike | Tom | 36 Moons | Warrior | ShadowClan
Location: ShadowClan Camp
Mentions: None [Open]


Boulderstrike yawned as bright, morning light filtered into the small den where he was assigned to stay the night. He stretched out each leg in turn before padding back out into camp, sitting down at the center and curling his tail around his front paws as he waited for further instructions. The brown tom had not yet been accepted as a full warrior of ShadowClan despite receiving a warrior name and thus was not allowed to do anything without supervision or even sleep in the warrior's den with the others just yet. It didn't bother him all that much. He was still a stranger to these cats and had once fought against them with the other rogues. Boulderstrike hadn't expected a warm welcome when he asked to join them and the capture of their deputy as well as two other warriors only a few days later really hadn't helped his case any.

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Bramblepaw | Tom | 8 Moons | Apprentince | ShadowClan
Location: ShadowClan Camp
Mentions: Deadstride, Creamblaze


Bramblepaw had rolled out of his nest before the sun's rays even touched camp, immediately getting to work replacing the elder's bedding and soon after removing any ticks or fleas from their pelts. Once that was done began pacing the perimeter of the camp as he awaited his mentor's arrival back, somewhat miffed the black tom had left without him. "Are you always up this early? You stay out late every night hunting or cleaning the camp as well. When do you have time to sleep?" His father Creamblaze asked in amusement as he padded over, batting playfully at one of Bramblepaw's ears with a paw. Bramblepaw huffed and sent the cream tom a warning look.

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Creamblaze | Tom | 30 Moons | Warrior | ShadowClan
Location: ShadowClan Camp
Mentions: Deadstride, Bramblepaw, Hazelstripe (NPC)


"Some of us around here actually take our responsibilities seriously."

Creamblaze was tempted to roll his eyes in response to his only kit's scolding tone. Honestly, he didn't know where the boy got it from. Certainly not from him or Hazelstripe. "Relax. Deadstride will be back before long and I'm sure he'd be glad to take you hunting, practice battle moves, or...whatever it is you two do," Creamblaze replied, voice holding little interest as he licked a paw and drew it over his face. Nothing wrong with a little last minute grooming. "Take some time to relax for once in the meantime." The smaller tabby look unconvinced, but eventually conceded and settled back on his haunches. It was a start, even if his eyes were still glued to the camp entrance.

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Nightmask | She-Cat | 48 Moons | Warrior | ThunderClan
Location: ThunderClan Camp
Mentions: Longwhisker (NPC)


Nightmask basked contently in the early morning sunlight, enjoying the warm feeling soaking into her thin coat. Blue eyes peeked open lazily to scan the camp for any other signs of activity. She would rather not be caught lounging around if the leader or deputy should walk by, but until the other warriors woke up she might as well treat herself to a moment of peace. Her right ear stung, adorned with a now rather raw slice near the tip that had gone untreated as she had refused to visit the medicine cat, uneager to explain how she had received it.

At the last gathering Longwhisker had surprised her by sliding up next to her and urgently whispering he needed to speak with her privately. She had hesitated, but eventually complied, meeting him at the gathering place one day later. For one wild moment she had thought maybe he missed her. Maybe he finally wanted to meet his sons. Instead he had presented her with a rather bold request. He had a new mate in WindClan, but she was unable to have kits. No one in the Clan was willing to be a surrogate. So now here he was. Asking her. Nightmask wasn't proud of what she'd done next, but the hurt suddenly spearing her heart had been too much to bear and she lost it. They had scuffled on holy ground. Battered, bruised and clawed each other until they broke apart and ran back for their own territories without looking back. Her heart healed faster than her ear, but her dignity still had some recovering to do.

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Vultureflight | Tom | 24 Moons | Warrior | ThunderClan
Location: ThunderClan Camp
Mentions: Buzzardtail, Timberheart (NPC)


Vultureflight yawned, squirming onto his side so he could get a better look at Buzzardtail who was still snoozing in the nest next to his. A wicked grin crossing his muzzle, he tapped his brother on the nose softly several times in an attempt to rouse him. "Wake up sleeping beauty. We've got apprentices to train now, remember?" He teased before rolling over and springing into the air jubilantly, all four paws leaving the ground briefly before he landed again, stirring up dust and dried grass. Timberheart sneezed loudly as some of the dust shot up his nose, shortly after shooting him an aggravated look, a low growl rumbling in his throat. Vultureflight forced his most charming smile while slowly edging towards the den entrance. "Lookin' good today Timberheart. Lookin' good," he meowed appraisingly before making a run for it, leaving his poor brother to deal with the now grumpy senior warrior.

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Tigerflight | She-Cat | 24 Moons | Warrior | ThunderClan
Location: ThunderClan / ShadowClan Border
Mentions: None [Open]


Tigerflight peered across the Thunderpath curiously, ShadowClan's territory hidden behind the thick, darkened trees. 'I wonder what it's like over there?' It was simply unfair cats from different Clans didn't get to experience one another's territory. What was the harm in looking so long as they didn't steal any prey? She had already been through both WindClan and RiverClan territory without being caught. ShadowClan was the only one she hadn't seen yet... Oh mouse dung, she just had to know! Glancing both ways before crossing and scenting the air to make sure no patrols had been around recently, Tigerflight propelled herself across the dusty path and into the murky foliage on the other side, paws almost instantly sinking into stinky mud. "Ugh, gross! Well...at least it might hide my scent."

((Shadestorm gets five paragraphs. Everyone else gets like one. Uh...whoops?))




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Dewkit || Female || Kit - 6 Moons || Thunderclan Camp || Mentions: Frostpaw, Silverleaf (indirectly)

Dewkit gave a weak meow and scrambled against the ground, reaching for the warmth of her mother and siblings. She let out a low cry as she searched, until her head hit the warm fur. She fell asleep again curled against her mother.


Alderheart || 52 Moons || Female || Thunderclan Medicine Cat || Thunderclan Camp || Metnions: Silverhawk, Nightmask, Vultureflight

Alderheart yawned, stretching leisurely and flexing her claws in the dirt. The familiar scent of herbs and other ailments met her nostrils, and once again, she made a silent prayer of thanks to StarClan for guiding her here so long ago. I should go see if Silverhawk is awake, she thought drowsily as she got up to her feet. They hadn't had much time together yet, so Aderheart was just as nervous every day. As she padded out from her den, she spotted Nightmask lounging in the sun.
"Good morning, Nightmask," she greeted the warrior, padding over to her. Meowing followed by the soft sound of paws hitting the ground in rapid succession made her jump, and she turned just in time to see vulturelfight running at full speed out from the den. "What stung him?" She meowed, chuckling slightly.


Talonpaw || 8 Moons || Tom || Apprentice || Thunderclan Camp || Mentions: Strikeheart, Fallenpaw

Talonpaw rolled over, his gray fur now smeared with a ight brown dust. He let out a sneeze, whiskers twithing as he watched the powdered earth rise into the air and fall slowly back down again, the sunlight making the particles look shining and brilliant.
He jumped as a head peeked into the den, meowing harshly. A light coud of dust fel on the warrior's head, making him sneeze and glare at Talonpaw.
"Strikeheart! Uh, I don't think Fallenpaw is awake quite yet," he stamered, staring up at the big tom.
"Well, why don't you go ahead and wake her up? Tell her to come to the small clearing outside camp. She can follow my trace." With that, the head retreated and Strikeheart headed for the forest.
"Fallenpaw, hey, wake up! Strikeheart is looking for you!" he meowed to the apprentice, nudging her head.


Strikeheart || 70 Moons || Tom || Thunderclan Warrior || Thunderclan Camp || Mentions: Alderheart, Nightmask, Vultureflight, Talonpaw, Fallenpaw

Strikeheart padded out from his den, alert as usual. He had always prided himself on his ability to shake off sleep, to be alert at all times. To him, it was one of the most important characteristics a Warrior could posess. A warrior must be ready to act immediately. Looking around himself, he glanced for any abnormalities, but could only see Nightmask and the rogue. He narrowed his eyes at her, still uncomfortable with having her around. It wasn't all that long ago since she had pranced into their territory, claiming to be lost, and made the other warrior step on his authority.
A blur of fur whisked past him and he whirled around, ready to give chase, when he recognized the cat. Juts Vultureflight being uncharacteristically hyper in the early morning. Whiskers twitching disapprovingly, his mood already foul, he headed towards the apprentices' den to look for Fallenpaw. He might as well bring him out to show him some more of the territory when he was first headed out.
"Fallenpaw, we're going on a patroll!" he meowed into the den, trying not to sound too harsh. A gray tom looked back at him, and he elt otu a sneeze as the apprentice's rolling whirled up a cloud of dust.
"Uh, i d-don't think Fallenpaw is awake yet," Talonpaw stammered. His whiskers twitched.
"Well, why don't you go ahead and wake her for me? Tell her to come to the small clearing outside camp, she can follow my scent," he barked out. And with that, he turned and padded toward the forest. He could hear the apprentice meowing eagerly to convey his message behind him.



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Froststar Ω 84 moons Ω Tom Ω Leader Ω Thunderclan camp Ω Mentions: Silverhawk (NPC).

Froststar was located in a warm, green, lush forest. Large bees hummed lazily around, landing on bright yellow dandelions. The sun’s rays dappled the forest floor and his snowy white pelt. Countless of cat scents drifted around, mixed with the delicious smell of juicy prey. He jumped as a beautiful, silver tabby she-cat hurled out of a nearby bush, making Froststar leap into the air with surprise. A squirrel that was just a mouse-length away from the Starclan warrior’s paws scooted up a tree. The she-cat hissed with frustration. Froststar let her fur lie flat on her shoulders as his beloved mate turned around. “Ah, there you are!” she purred and trotted towards him, nuzzling her mate gently. A loud purr rose in both cats’ throats. Silverhawk drew herself away from Froststar. “Oh, my love. I would not want to be in your paw steps now,” she murmured, looking from Froststar’s ears down to his paws. Froststar tipped his head to the side. “Silverhawk, what do you mean?” he asked warily, his delight for seeing his mate again slowly drifting away. “You have a difficult path ahead of you. But I hope with all my heart that you’ll do well,” Silverhawk murmured and stepped towards him and rested her chin on Froststar’s head. Froststar felt a cold tingle spread through his body, making him shudder. There was nothing of the usual warmth at her touch, as if dying had made her body cold. “But before you leave, I want you to remember the prophecy.” Silverhawk closed her eyes. But when she opened her starlit, shining orbs, they blazed like the whole of Silverpelt, and the air became drier and darker around them, shadows forming behind the trees. The bees stopped humming and everything went still. But when she began speaking, shrieks sounded in a distance. Horrified shrieks of cats in terrible pain. “Fear the bond of blood, for that will be the threat of death.” Her voice seemed to run in circles around Froststar, echoing strangely into the trees. Silverhawk closed her eyes and her body was set ablaze by flames. Froststar screeched in fear and shock and leaped back. His mate’s body was burning in icy blue flames. The fire made the form of a giant jaw with thorn sharp teeth. The flaming jaws stretched open and dived towards Froststar, who lay crouching on the soft forest floor, pelt spiked. But less than a heartbeat before the jaws snapped around his body, his eyes flew open in his den and he jolted awake. His body shook and his pelt was fluffed out so he looked twice his size. He sighed. It had been yet another nightmare. He curled into a tighter ball and snuggled deeper into the soft moss of his nest. This prophecy had been following him since the rogues and the foxes started to threaten the clans around the lake, but he'd never had a vision so vivid. He closed his eyes, but sleep wouldn't come again. Admitting defeat, he heaved himself to his paws and headed out of his den, tail high in the air. A warm sunshine met him, shining down onto the highledge. It was almost sunhigh, and the camp was already busy like a bees' nest. Pride surged through him as he sat down, gazing down at his clan.

Hawkstorm Ω 25 moons Ω Tom Ω Warrior Ω Thunderclan camp Ω Mentions: Rowanflame, Froststar, Briarpaw, Ravenheart.
Hawkstorm padded out of the warriors' den. The sky was milky pale, the last warriors of Starclan fading, not to return until night took over the forest once again. Only a slight wind whistled through the trees and the sun was slowly rising above the treetops. He took a deep breath, letting the smell of newleaf bathe his tongue. He looked around himself. The grass beneath his paws was turning green, all snow had melted into the earth. Leaves were popping out of their buds and flowers sprouting in all the colors imaginable. The honeysuckle the elders sheltered in was in full bloom, its scent filling the clearing with a wonderful smell. He dipped his head to Strikeheart as the grumpy tom passed him. He shook his tabby pelt before looking up at the highledge where his father was sitting, his chin proudly raised and the wind buffeting his long pelt. I'll be sitting there one day. Hawkstorm decided. No matter how I achieve it. For a moment, he was shocked by the fierceness of his ambitions, but he shook it off before hurrying to the steep tumble of rocks and leaped up to his father. Up here, it was windier and Hawkstorm fought to keep his balance. "Anything special you want me to do today?" he asked his father. If he was ever to become deputy, he had to be helpful, and show his father that he was worth being deputy. He glanced swiftly down at Rowanstorm. Only if I can get rid of him though. He looked back at his father who was gazing at him, his blazing yellow eyes looking troubled, a dark shadow hovering in their depths. "Yes, it would be wonderful if you could help Ravenheart with Briarpaw today. We need to work on his battle skills," he mewed. Hawkstorm dipped his head. "Consider it done," he murmured before bounding down again.

Ravenheart Ω 25 moons Ω She-cat Ω Warrior Ω Thunderclan camp Ω Mentions: Mintwhisker, Briarpaw and Hawkstorm.

“Ravenheart! It’s sunhigh already! You have a apprentice, if you hadn’t noticed.”
Mintwhisker prodded Crystalwhisker hard, a hint of claws in it. “Hey, stop that,” Ravenheart hissed and shoved her off. She stood up, stretching. Glaring at Mintwhisker as she passed the senior warrior, she picked her way through the nests that dotted the den floor. She squeezed through the entrance, digging her claws into the soft soil as she pressed her chest to the ground, stretching. Her tail curled over her back, the tail tip nearly touching the shoulder blades. She padded over to the apprentices’ den, tail flicking. “Where’s Briarpaw?” she asked through the entrance. “He’s waiting for you at the training hollow,” Larkpaw replied from inside. Ravenheart bounded away towards the barrier entrance.

Biarpaw sat in the middle of the clearing, his tail tucked neatly around his paws. Ravenheart dropped into a battle crouch. She sneaked cautiously forward, placing each paw carefully in front of the other. Then, she let out a shriek before leaping onto Briarpaw who screeched with surprise. He rolled on his back and tried to bat at her with his front paws. Ravenheart dodged his blows and pinned him down. “Always keep your ears pricked,” she mewed and stepped off him. “Not so glad with your reflects though. How do you plan on getting away from someone that has pinned you down, flailing your paws like that?” she continued and scratched her ear with a left hind paw. “I thought you were a rogue or something!” he spat angrily, glaring at his mentor. “Rogue? Where?” Hawkstorm hissed as he exploded from the undergrowth and pelted into the hollow. “It’s okay. I was testing Briarpaw for reflexes.” Ravenheart meowed and stood up, shaking her pelt. Briarpaw snorted. "What are you doing here?" he grumbled at the giant tabby tom. Hawkstorm padded over to him and towered above the apprentice. He bared his fangs threatingly before whipping around and facing his sister. Ravenheart lifted her chin. "Froststar asked me to help you train Briarpaw. He's not exactly happy with the way he's coming out, and Larkpaw and Hollypaw could defeat him with their eyes closed," he told her. Ravenheart snorted. "I'm pretty sure our father didn't say it like that," she murmured, gazing at her brother. But Hawkstorm ignored her. "I've already thought out some moves we could try..." Ravenheart stopped listening and rolled her eyes, glancing at Briarpaw with amusement sparking in the depths of her emerald green eyes.

Snowkit Ω 6 moons Ω Tom Ω Kit Ω Thunderclan camp Ω Mentions:
Snowkit wriggled with excitement. "We're 6 moons old today, right, mother?" he asked Silverleaf, bounding over to her. Silverleaf nodded. "That's right, little one," she purred. "It'll be strange going back to the warrior duties,"
WIP (Snowkit.)

I just wanted to post for Ravenheart, Froststar and Hawkstorm, but I'll finish Snowkit either today or tomorrow c:



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((Pretty sure Silverhawk is Neptune's character, she's also Alderheart's apprentice, not an NPC :o unless i missed something xD also, i need to change Dewkit's age, oops xD))



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(Oh yes I'm SIlverhawk's owner, I take it as completely fine for using him as an NPC if needed, oh and, SIlverhawk's a he c;)



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Cloudstar~F~Leader~Shadowclan
Mentions: Shadowclan Camp
I held on to the last lingering feeling of the pelt against mine. The room felt cold once the last traces were gone from my den. I flattened my ears, before raising my head and looking at the spot the figure had been. I sighed, before pulling myself out of my nest in a stretch, pricking my ears as I did. I flicked my ears at the seemingly quite camp, except for some snoring of sleeping cats. I slowly walked forward, unsheathing my claws as I did. "There better be patrols out, or someone's hide is mine!" I hissed as I stepped into the light and looked down at the few cats in the clearing.

Shadowrunner~F~Warrior~Shadowclan
Mentions: Shadestorm
I picked out a decent sized toad from the, admittedly small, fresh kill pile. And trotted toward the medicine den, slowing to a walk as I grew nearer. I waved my tail in greeting to Shadestorm, and muffled a greeting as I was close enough, before placing the toad before him, "How you feeling today?" I asked gently, knowing the incident is hard for him to take, though he probably doesn't want to show it. My head flicked toward Cloudstar's den as movement could be heard inside. Her blue eyes shown fiercely in the short dark tunnel that lead to her den. Her claws gleamed as the light hit them just right as she neared the entrance of her den, before hissing her warning. "She looks a little thin." I remarked allowed subconsciously. I gave Shadestorm an apologetic look, and a touch to his side wit my tail lightly. "I'm going to lead a hunting patrol." I added softly, before reluctantly walking over to the warrior's den, giving a nod to Cloudstar when I saw her heated gaze fixed on me.

Condorpaw~M~Apprentice~Shadowclan
I gave a hefty snort, getting the leaf off my nose that undoubtedly got attracted by my snoring. I tucked my nose back under my paw, and closed my eyes. My chest started in its familiar rumble of the start of my snoring as I drifted into slumber. (Short)

Badgersong~M~Warrior~Shadowclan~
I flattened my ears as that annoying snoring started from the apprentice again. I gave a low growl as I got up from my nest, and tramped out of the warrior's den, receiving a hiss when I stepped on someone's tail. I'm going to give this apprentice a piece of my mind. (Short)

Ravenfeather~F~Warrior~Thunderclan
I ran into camp carrying a squirrel, and racing Doveblossom to the pile. It's a usual game we play between us, and it helps the clan, so no harm done, right? I put an extra burst of speed into the last stretch, before zooming into camp. I slowed to a stop, not wanting to kick dust up in camp, and dropped my squirrel on the pile. I pricked my ears, hearing someone come down from the ledge, and glanced to see Hawkstorm coming down. My face got a little hot from how childish I had just acted, when another sound arouse in the early morning. It was a thumping kind of noise. I looked over my shoulder to see a dust cloud coming to camp, headed right for me. The figure hit me, sending us over the fresh kill pile, luckily, and bouncing a few tail lengths, before the figure finally landed on me as we came to a stop. I groaned and blinked the dust out of my eyes, to see a very familiar white pelt with a grey tail. "Doveblossom!" I hissed looking back at her, She gave the best smile she could through the squirrel she had managed to keep a hold of. I pulled myself from under her, and gave myself a good shake, and she put the squirrel on the pile, before looking at me with a sorrowful look. "Te til got caught in my legs..." She whispered. I glanced at Hawkstorm, before gaining myself again. "I;m going to go get a drink." I said, before calmly walking out of camp.

Doveblossom~F~Warrior~Thunderclan
I looked after Ravenfeather as she walked out of camp with a calm composure. I flattened my ears, embarrassed, before heading to the nursery. I'll be out of sight for a while there, and Silverleaf might like to have more than just her kits for company, especially with how excited they are these days. (Short)

Spiderkit~M~Kit~Thunderclan
I perked up hearing my brother mentions our age, and how we would be apprentices any day now. I peaked from behind my mother at Snowkit "Then we get to go hunt, and kill prey, an go see the territory!" I exclaimed. I took my opportunity and playfully launched myself at him.



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Buzzardtail
Male | Thunderclan | Warrior | 24 moons old
Location: Thunderclan Camp | Mentions: Vultureflight, Nightmask, Talonpaw, Strikeheart, Rowanflame
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Flinching awake at the feeling of something tapping at his nose, he cracked a single blue eye open as the sound of Vultureflight’s voice filled his ears. “You have an apprentice to train, you mean. I haven’t been given one yet butthead.” He grunted as he sat up with a large yawn. Head slowly turning towards Timberheart who had just sneezed - probably Vultureflight’s fault Buzzardtail gathered from the heated glare the older warrior sent him. Turning and watching Vultureflight dart off with a call of how good Timberheart looked, had Buzzardtail turning and looking at the older cat who had turned their annoyed look to him.

Stretching, and standing Buzzardtail shrugged his shoulders at the Senior warrior. “Don’t glare at me, if you had already been up and moving his bounciness wouldn’t have bothered you.” He stated bluntly with an unamused look as he followed his littermate at a much slower pace. Leaving the warriors den, tired eyes took in the cats who were currently awake - not many and luckily for him Rowanflame didn’t seem to be within his vision of sight. Planning out his course of action within a few brief seconds, he turned towards the apprentice’s den where he could faintly see the outline of his brother apprentice Talonpaw.

Patting Strikeheart’s shoulders in a greeting upon passing, he then poked his head into the apprentice den - it was smaller than Buzzardtail remembered, then again he did spend much of his apprenticehood sleeping in the Medicine Den so they could observe his tail and make sure it wasn’t completely destroyed and of course Vultureflight slept with him. On top of him. Buzzardtail loved his annoying brother, no matter if Buzz wanted to be alone Vultureflight would make sure he never was. Butthead. “Talonpaw, when you're done with whatever Strikeheart just told you can you join Vultureflight in the camp? If he’s off galavanting feel free to join in with sitting with me and Nightmask in the waiting of the clan gathering.” He said, before pulling his head out of the small den. Shaking his head in annoyance he began walking over to his mother, licking her ear in greeting - careful to watch the nick she appeared to have picked up. Plopping down next to her, he tipped his head to give her a faint smile. “Good morning mom, did you sleep well?”

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Deadstride
Male | Shadowclan | Warrior | 26 moons old
Location:Shadowclan Territory then Shadowclan Camp | Mentions: Bramblepaw, Creamblaze, Hazelstripe, Cloudstar
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Weary paws padding against the ground in a slow fashion, the only noise heard was the occasional ruffle of feathers and the sound of feathers being dragged against the ground. Deadstride blinked sleepily as he continued to travel towards camp with an owl in his mouth - the same owl that he had been tracking for the past two moons, and the same owl that was eating much of the clan’s possible prey - and of course Deadstride had been the one that decided that he wanted to hunt the nasty bird of prey down, after all what if it ate all the prey? Or worse killed a cat?

Carefully maneuvering his body and the large owl’s body through the camp entrance, the black cat had to tug a bit harder to fit the bird in even leaving a few gray speckled feathers behind to decorate the entrance with. Pausing the moment he entered Deadstride froze up at the site of the camp beginning to stir - he had been hopefully by the time he got the Gray Owl back to camp that cats would still be sleeping. Lowing his head even further he began his mission to make it to the fresh kill pile - where he would place the owl even though he wasn’t sure if anyone would even eat it - yet on the way he spotted the fluffy form of Bramblepaw with his father Creamblaze. Cringing at the memories of the same brown fur color lifting a haughty nose in his direction with a scathing comment to go along with it - luckily Deadstride had blocked out the sound of Bramblepaw’s mother’s voice in his memories. He needed to keep reminding himself that Bramblepaw was not in fact Hazelstripe, no matter how much the young tom looked like her - and occasionally acted like her. Wincing at the fact Deadstride could have probably brought the brown tabby along with him in the tracking of the bird, he immediately denied that possibility - he didn’t want to spend more time with his apprentice than necessary.

Dropping the owl off, he gave a silent sigh in relief at the fact no one had adknowledge him. Lifting his head and spotting Cloudstar, his ears pricked as he followed her gaze to the glaring at her warriors. With a flick of his tail, he then turned to the direction of Creamblaze and Bramblepaw faltering once more at the sight of the fluffy toms before gathering what little courage he had and quietly made his way over.

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Hazelpaw
Male | Shadowclan | Medicine Cat Apprentice | 11 moons old
Location:Shadowclan Camp | Mentions:Bluebird, Shadestorm, Shadowrunner
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Flicking an ear at the muffled call of Shadestorm calling softly to Bluebird, had Hazelpaw waking up in an annoyed mood. Yawning and pushing himself to his paws he stumbled sleepily towards the Deputy to give him a piece of his mind, only to change his mind at the sight of the still injured warrior. Sighing, Hazelpaw tipped his head to the side. “I think Bluebird wanted you to stay a bit longer under his watch, to make sure you didn’t get an infection in any of your injuries like Fleetstrike.” He said with a flick of his tail towards the direction the other warrior was in the Medicine Den still in a deep sleep, a long nasty cut down his side covered in healing herbs and cobwebs. “I know staying in here is hard, maybe Bluebird will let you out so long as one of us is with you. We need more cobwebs, juniper berries, horsetail, and poppy seeds. I think.” He mumbled, closing his eyes as he strained to remember what they needed. “I’m sleepy.” Hazelpaw murmered.

Opening his eyes and giving Shadowrunner a long look. “Thank you for bringing him some prey, could you do the same for Fleetstrike now?” He said with a pointed look. “When he wakes up he’ll need to eat.” Taking in her comment of Cloudstar, he followed her gaze to their fluffy leader before giving an annoyed sigh. “I swear, this clan is full of headstrong cats.” He grumbled. “If you’re worried about her weight then take her that owl Deadstride just brought in.” he snapped, before his voice dropped in volume. “Now please, try and keep quiet. Fleetstrike and Bluebird need as much rest as they can get.” He said with a heated glare. “If you need to sort out patrols Shadestorm, I’m sure sitting in the middle of camp won’t worsen things so long as you stay off your twisted paw.” He grumbled.

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Viperpaw
Female | Shadowclan | Apprentice | 11 moons old
Location:Shadowclan Camp | Mentions: Condorpaw
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Pretty green hazel eyes gazing down at the sleeping form of one of her den mates, she tipped her head to the side as he began snoring. Such a strange sound from a young cat. Pressing her paw against his face and squashing him with her rather light body - it more than likely wouldn’t hurt him, maybe annoy him but definitely not hurt him. “You’re gonna anger grumpy face again.” She grumbled, before head butting the other apprentice’s side. “Come on Condorpaw, wake up.” She said softly before sighing and stepping back. Running her eyes up and down the large tom’s fluffy body, she leapt on top of him trying a last ditch effort to wake him up before Badgersong once again came in to give all the apprentices a tongue lashing.

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Svana
Female | Loner | n/a | 18 moons old
Location:Thunderclan border | Mentions: [Open]
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Svana wasn’t sure how long she had been walking, but she certainly was tired. So tired. Just… so tired. Everything hurt, she was so hungry, so tired, so thirsty, so cold. She wanted everything to stop, she didn’t want to be in pain anymore. Freezing at the scent of a border marking she sniffed the air curiously before plopping down at the line, the scent was strong and held traces of multiple cats. That meant they would be back around to mark their territory soon. Hopefully they would come in time to rescue the dying she cat - till then she would sleep. She needed to sleep. Laying down, Svana closed her uselessly blind eyes and fell into a rather deep sleep.

[{The more characters I typed for the shorter they became. Oops DD:}]




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2016-04-07 07:58:32
Silverhawk ✯ 28 Moons ✯ Male ✯ Medicine cat ✯ Thunderclan ✯ Medicine cat den - Thunderclan camp ✯ Mentions: Alderheart

(Just when I was about to hit reply my cat decided to crawl up on the keyboard and click on one of my bookmarks, yay for orange fat cats)

Silverhawk silently arose from his sleep, continuously blinking his hues until he adjusting to the daytime's light, a yawn emitting from him as he slowly stepped up from the ground, shaking off a small piece of moss that was stuck along his frontal leg. The tom crept out of the den to slowly get used to being out in the light, usually staying behind in the den and making sure the herbs were in tip top shape, glancing behind his shoulder before leaving the den entirely. "Alderheart?" He muttered, making sure his tone didn't echo throughout the camp, as he had a lonely, yet quiet nature.


(Sorry if I'm a bit off, I'm the kind of person who uses advanced roleplay, like optics, appendage, audits, form, poles, cleavers, such anatomy words)



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Edited on 07/04/16 @ 15:20:25 by ✨NeptuneNebula✨ (#64036)

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2016-04-07 08:32:40
(There's another Silverhawk. She is Froststar's dead mate and Ravenheart's and Hawkstorm's mother (you can see everything about her on Froststar's application) c: I'm at the stables but I will try to reply asap, just when I get to my laptop, even though it's late and I'm very tired.)



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2016-04-07 08:52:03
(Oh really? I must've forgotten, I've already had more changes to Silverhawk and at this time (Even though it's only 4:50 PM for me) I probably won't ask for any changes of his name, although if it makes more sense to, I guess we could, but since your tired I guess not now.)



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2016-04-07 11:49:10


Smokeyheart || Male || Shadowclan Warrior || 13 Moons
Location:
Shadowclan Camp || Mentions: Open

Smokeyheart was slowly forced from his admittedly light slumber by a loud hissing from who could only be Cloudstar, as Shadestorm was still confined to the medicine cats den. Through his only half-awakened state, Smokeyheart could not make out the words that accompanied the hiss, although he was almost positive that they were some sort of command or order. Since he didn't quite feel like doing and chores the minute he woke up, Smokeyheart unconsciously opted to take a rather long time to actually awaken, languidly stretching out each individual leg, one after another. He only paid half a mind to where his paws actually stretched too, so he may have accidentally poked a warrior or two with his intruding paws, but he honestly didn't care.
Once done stretching, Smokeyheart made his way out into the morning clearing, blinking away any last remnants of sleep that may have lingered. Thankfully, he had been blessed with a dream-less sleep, so he was just about fully rested; Though if anyone asked him how he slept, his answer would probably be Horribly, I'm extremely tired or Someone's snoring kept me up all night. He had learned that was one of the easiest ways to get out of work, and he might be needing to use one of those excuses, seeing as Cloudstar was standing and looking majestically - and aggressively - down on all of the cats in the clearing.
Smokeyheart, spotting this, decided to sit just outside the warriors den, where he could hopefully escape any patrol assignments - They didn't look like they had been assigned yet. He didn't want to have to accompany a patrol of five who would, with his luck, be super on edge about these recent foxes and rouges. Pfffft, they were Shadowclanners - He didn't know why everyone was so scared of a couple of foxes and rouges. Shadowclanners could deal with anything that came to them, and in Smokeyheart's personal opinion, Cloudstar should launch a huge patrol of all available warriors to clear out all the threats. No one ever listed to him though, he was just a new warrior after all. He'd eventually show them that he had ideas, though - Good ideas at that!
He shook himself from his self-indulgent thoughts - where he was the hero and everyone loved him - To focus on the fresh-kill pile. Hmm, it did seem a little low, even with that huge owl that Deadstride had recently dropped off. Maybe it wouldn't be too bad for him to go on a hunting patrol, as long as the cats he went with weren't total mouse-brains.
Still, he wasn't going to openly volunteer to go on any sort of outing, so he remained just outside the shadow of the warriors den. He began grooming himself, for good measure, flattening out any grey tufts of fur that may have been spiked up due to sleep. He would NOT go out where others could clearly see him, looking like he had just woken up - Even if he had. He had more decency that, at least.




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Edited on 07/04/16 @ 18:55:04 by Thistle (#55660)

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2016-04-07 16:17:55
Alderheart || 52 Moons || Thunderclan Medicine Cat || Thunderclan Camp || Female

"Ah, Silverhawk, you're awake," she meowed joyfully as she padded over to the apprentice. "Today we're going into the forest, a bit further than we've been going before, there are some herbs i want to show you," she said. Sitting down, she gave her paw a few quick licks.

//Fat ornge cat wants to be a character too o.o haha//


Talonpaw || 8 Moons || Tom || Apprentice- Warrior || Thunderclan

Sure thing, Buzzardtail!" He meowed as another head poked into the den. He looked at the vanishing tom for a few moments before turning once again to Fallenpaw.
"Hey, wake up already, don't be a snoozyfluff! Strikeheart's looking for you," he meowed again. With a last nudge at Fallenpaw, he turned and darted out from the den and looked around for Vultureflight or Buzzardtail. Buzzardtail was standing in the camp together with some of the other cats, and even though he couldn't see his mentor, he caught a whiff of him and started following it. As he walked out, he saw Strikeheart glaring at him, and sensing the older cat's coming question, he meowed; "i tried, but Fallenpaw is a heavy sleeper! Maybe you'll have to carry her yourself," he teased.
The warrior frowned, his eyes hard like granite, and he knew he had gone too far.
"Uh.. Vultureflight's looking for me, see ya!" And he bounded off to take cover behind a rock.


Dewkit || 6 Moons || Thunderclan || Nursing Den

"What if... We'll maybe get our mentors today! Mom, is that true? Is it?" She meowed, words coming out of her mouth rapidly in her excitement.
"Watch it!" She meowed in protest as Spiderkit leapt onto Snowkit, and she backed away a little.


Strikeheart || 70 Moons || Tom || Thunderclan Warrior || Thunderclan camp

"Morning, Buzzardflight," he meowed, stopping briefly to see him approaching the apprentices' den. Shortly after he walked out again, with Talonpaw following a little after. He could see no sign of his apprentice, however. The gray tom seemed to sense his disapproval, and babbled out a series pf excuses before he leaped behind a rock, doubtlessly to hide.
kits, he thought grumpily as he sat down. He'd wait there for Fallenpaw; if Talonpaw failed to convey his message, the apprentice wouldn't know where to look.



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2016-04-07 16:22:56
Double post >.< lioden went Nope on me -.-



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Edited on 07/04/16 @ 23:25:26 by Sheba; Sáracen (#52208)

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2016-04-08 00:53:49
(You don't need to change Silverhawk's name ^.^ If you go to the warriors wiki, there have been three Milkfurs xD)
(Also, Usa, I'm planning on sending Hawkstorm, Snowkit, his littermates and their mentors out (as Froststar) in their first territory expedition and they find Svana, if that's alright with you?)

Froststar Ω 84 moons Ω Tom Ω Leader Ω Thunderclan camp Ω Mentions: Ravenfeather, Doveblossom, Hawkstorm, Ravenheart, Briarpaw, Dewkit, Snowkit, Spiderkit, Rowanflame, Sapsong and Silverleaf.

Froststar watched as Hawkstorm ducked out of the tunnel, not missing the glance he flashed at Ravenfeather. Froststar purred with amusement, banishing the dark thoughts from his mind. He hopped down from the highledge and crossed the clearing and pushed his way into the warm nursery. His heart seemed to freeze when he saw Silverleaf's family sharing sad words and glances. He dipped his head to the silver tabby queen. "I'm sorry to interrupt, Silverleaf," he murmured. "No worries, Froststar, I'm glad you came," she purred while Snowkit froze, staring up at the leader of Thunderclan. "So, are you excited?" Froststar asked them. Snowkit nodded eagerly. "Do you want to do me a favor?" he asked, dropping into a crouch so his eyes was level with the kits'. "Will you go to Alderheart and Silverhawk and ask them to take a look at Sapsong for me? Just to see if Sapsong's kits are alright." When the kits had gone, he turned to Silverleaf. "You must be proud, Silverleaf," he mewed as he padded to Sapsong. "Yes, I'm very proud." Her eyes shadowed for a moment, and Froststar guessed that she was thinking of her deceased mate, Foxtail. He briefly touched her forehead with his nose before meowing, "Foxtail will watch over them, mark my words." Silverleaf nodded before sighing. "It's not fair for them, to grow up fatherless," she whispered. "And it's not fair for Sapsong's kits either." Froststar nodded. "Being a warrior isn't always easy," he murmured before taking a deep breath. "Now, Sapsong, how are you feeling?" he asked. "And it's not long until your kits are born is it?" he added, touching her nose with his. He waited for a few moments as she replied. "They will be cared for here in Thunderclan." Then, he turned and padded out of the nursery. He spotted Ravenfeather and Doveblossom and bounded over to them. "Can you go and find Ravenheart, Briarpaw and Hawkstorm for me? Silverleaf's kits are becoming apprentices today," he explained to them. He dipped his head before turning to his deputy. "How many patrols are out?" he asked him. "They can't be long, because Silverleaf's kits are becoming apprentices."

Hawkstorm Ω 25 moons Ω Tom Ω Warrior Ω Thunderclan camp Ω Mentions: Briarpaw, Ravenheart and Ravenfeather.

Hawkstorm's skin burned as he headed out of the barrier entrance. Just the look in Ravenfeather's eyes made his pelt tingle, and he felt as if he could fly. Should he invite her to come with him? No, best not. He reasoned. But maybe later. He sped up until he was charging through the forest at top speed, brushing past bracken and spraying up rotten, slimy leaves. He stiffened. "I thought you were a rogue or something!" Rogues? He sprang out of the undergrowth. "Rogues? Where?" he hissed as he pelted down into the clearing and skidded to halt beside his sister, pelt bushed out. "It's okay, I was testing Briarpaw for reflexes," his sister soothed. Hawkstorm's pelt flattened and his tensed muscles relaxed. He shook his fur before telling Ravenheart about his father's orders.

Ravenheart Ω 25 moons Ω She-cat Ω Warrior Ω Thunderclan camp Ω Mentions: Mintwhisker, Briarpaw and Hawkstorm.

“No, no!” Ravenheart mewed. “Didn’t you hear what I told you? Aim for where you think I’m going to be, not where I am.” she snapped. “Sorry!” Briarpaw panted. “Can I try it one more time?” Hawkstorm turned to Briarpaw. “Crouch down here,” he murmured, pointing at a spot behind Briarpaw. Briarpaw obeyed and wriggled backwards before crouching. Hawkstorm bounded away before halting and turning towards his sister's apprentice. “Try to get past me,” he mewed. Briarpaw groaned. “But that’s a new apprentice’s move! I know how to do that,” he grumbled. “A good warrior doesn’t complain,” he mewed. “And we need to work on it anyway. If an enemy has cornered you, how would you get past him?” he asked. Briarpaw stared at Hawkstorm, and Ravenheart knew that her brother had a point. Briarpaw's gaze flitted to a sapling at the edge of the clearing behind the warrior. That was where he would aim, Ravenheart knew. Hawkstorm was merely an obstacle to avoid. Then, Briarpaw darted forward, aware that Hawkstorm was rearing onto his hind legs, ready to bring his weight down on Briarpaw the moment he tried to slip past. As he shot past, Hawkstorm tricked him. He flashed out a hind leg, tripping him. Briarpaw tumbled over himself, landing sprawled in the moss. He hopped to his paws. “That’s not fair!” he wailed. “Life isn’t fair! Now get to your paws,” Hailstorm snapped. Briarpaw’s eyes widened and Ravenheart sighed. "Sorry," the apprentice muttered and Ravenheart glared at her brother. Briarpaw hauled himself to his paws. “Again,” Hawkstorm ordered. Briarpaw crouched again before letting out a shriek and hurtling towards Hawkstorm. Ravenheart noticed that the warrior was leaning back a little and guessed that his weight was mostly balanced on one side. Then, she glanced at Briarpaw. He’s not concentrating! Ravenheart knew. His eyes were cloudy with thoughts. "Concentrate!" Ravenheart snapped. Briarpaw flinched at his mentor's harsh voice, but he seemed to snap back to reality. With lightning speed, he swerved the other way. Hawkstorm didn’t have a chance to rebalance himself and he slammed down a mouse-length away from where Briarpaw flashed by. Ravenheart felt a rush of triumph as her apprentice reached the sapling. “Did you see that?” Briarpaw yowled to Ravenheart. She nodded eagerly. “Yeah, great move, Briarpaw!” she praised him.

Snowkit Ω 6 moons Ω Tom Ω Kit Ω Thunderclan camp Ω Mentions: Spiderkit, Dewkit and Silverleaf.

"It is, little one," Silverleaf purred to Dewkit. Snowkit squealed with surprise as his brother leaped at him and they tumbled over in a tussle. Snowkit batted at the long-limbed black tom before flipping him over and pinning him down, but got unbalanced and toppled over. "Mousedung!" he spat, scrambling to his paws. He flattened his ears in embarrassment and looked at his mother. There was nothing he wished for more than his mother to be proud of him, and of course his father, Foxtail. He crept towards his mother and curled up beside her. "Do you think father is proud of us?" he whispered, eyes wide. Silverleaf rasped her tongue between his ears and he gently nuzzled her. "Of course. I think Foxtail couldn't be prouder, just like I am. You're going to be great warriors, just as great as your father, and I know he'll be watching you from Silverpelt," she told her kits. Snowkit felt a lump rising in his throat as he buried his face in her neck fur.



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