Birchheart - 25 Moons - Deputy - Healthy - Territory - Mentions: Tatteredjaw, Rainpaw, Open!

As soon as Rainpaw took off, she gave her instructions to Tatteredjaw. “Go and circle around her path, watch where she is, I will follow you, we’ll both watch closely at her, and how she hunts, then we’ll make a decision on whether she passes.” Birchheart stated. She waited patiently for Tatteredjaw to lead her. In that time, she whispered in Tatteredjaw’s ear, “And Terrastar asked me to be his mate...” She meowed, waiting for Tatteredjaw’s response. She then turned towards the forest, listening to the sounds of Rainpaw hopefully making her first kill.

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Tatteredjaw - 39 Moons - Warrior - Minor Burns (Treated) - Territory - Mentions; Rainpaw, Birchheart, Open!

As Tatteredjaw stalked beside her dear friend, watching over Rainpaw, she listened intently. She felt an ache in her heart at Birchheart's words, but she wasn't surprised, letting out a quiet purr. "That is wonderful, Birchheart. You two would make wonderful mates." She said quietly, successfully hiding her slight jealousy. She supposed it would be expected, the small warrior was never good at confronting her feelings, and even if she was, she was still far less attractive than most other she-cats. So she decided to be happy for Birchheart, knowing the kind she-cat deserved anything she could ever want.

She focused her attention back to Rainpaw, ears perked. She couldn't deny the apprentice was great at hunting, even with a wounded leg. She felt relieved that the wound wasn't causing Rainpaw too many issues. "You've trained her well..." She whispered to her friend, her eyes shining.

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Risingstorm - 27 Moons - Warrior- Healthy - Camp - Mentions: Mintwhisker, Stonefell, Ratpelt ID, open!

His gaze followed the young tom's path as he departed from their group and left the camp, his ear flicking once in slight irritation. The presumption of the newest, youngest warrior of their clan to leave camp alone without permission from their superiors irked him. He let out a soft, brief sigh, knowing that the young warrior should be capable of handling himself on his lonesome, at least. "I'm sure he'll be fine," he answered to Stonefell. "I'm sure he'll make his way back to camp soon; hopefully with prey, as he wishes."

He then turned his gaze back to Mintwhisker, a question for her popping into his mind. "Are you nervous about tomorrow?" His whiskers quivered in anticipation, his excitement for the significant mission oozing back under his skin.

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Mintwhisper - 33 moons - Warrior - Healthy - Camp - Mentions: Ratpelt, Stonefell, Risingstorm, Open!

Mintwhisper worriedly watched as the short-legged warrior stalked away from their little group, had they done something that perhaps had offended him? She rose to her paws along with Stonefell and stretched, her fluffy tail curling over her back. She turned to Stonefell to answer the she-cat, "I think he'll be fine on his own... I'm not sure how he's feeling though." She glanced at the camp entrance before turning back toward her friends once more.

The red warrior's expression immediately brightened at the mention of their mission, excitement and anticipation bubbling up inside her. "A bit! We will be heading out of the territory and our mission's pretty important." She paused, thinking over some of what they might have to do for their quest. "Starclan knows I've always been an adventurer," She chuckled. She then raised a white brow and straightened her posture, "Think you're ready?" she fake challenged.

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Risingstorm - 27 Moons - Warrior- Healthy - Camp - Mentions: Mintwhisker, Stonefell, open!

He nodded along with the beautiful, red she-cat as she, too, voiced her confidence in the young tom. "Confident youth, right?" he teasingly asked, well knowing he was young enough, too. "I'm sure he's feeling alright."

His eyes, too, brightened at the thought of their mission. He purred his delight in her readiness for the upcoming mission. "For the mission of my lifetime? I think I could gain my constitution for it," he responded with a mrrow. Sure, his natural anxiousness may be apparent to other cats, but he wasn't in constant fear. This mission would certainly prove that to them. "I couldn't be more ready if I tried," he added with an awkward wink.

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Ratpelt - 13 moons - warrior - Healthy - out of camp - Mentions: OPEN

Ratpelt padded around the territory, his paws hitting against the ground. His grey eyes spot Tatteredjaw and Birchheart talking. He could barely hear the two she cats talking. Something about Terrastar. 'Everything seems to be about him' he thinks before padding the opposite direction from the two hoping he wouldn't run into Rainpaw as he had seen the three together not long before. The chubby tomcat continues to "patrol" the territory thinking about random things such as what the leaders could be talking about.

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Introducing NPCs of Terraclan!

Stonedrop - Warrior, a cold tom who disapproves of anything soft. He looks up to Terrastar and believes everything he says 100%.
Looks: Big grey tom with a lighter grey belly and green eyes.

Hazeleye - Warrior, incredibly naive she-cat that is easily manipulated. Has a soft spot for kits.
Looks: Brown tabby she-cat with amber eyes

Lionstripe - Warrior, eager to prove she is the strongest, very ambitious but highly respects any cat that has a higher rank than her.
Looks: Huge yellow she-cat with green eyes. Possibly the kit of maine coon parents.

Cherryblaze - Queen, very caring and loving to kits, joined the Clan shortly after kitting. Her kits are around the age of Stonekit of Aetherclan. Mother of Cloverkit and Firekit.
Looks: Dark ginger she-cat with gentle brown eyes.

Briarpaw - Apprentice, nervous and eager to please. Would do anything to prove herself to Terrastar.
Looks: Dark brown she-cat with green eyes.

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Birchheart - 25 Moons - Deputy - Healthy - Territory - Mentions: Rainpaw, Tatteredjaw, Open!

Birchheart turned to Tatteredjaw and smiled a bit. “I didn’t train her Tatteredjaw, that’s all Stormstep’s work. It looks like he did a great job training his apprentice, I think she’ll make a great warrior, Stormstep would be proud.” Birchheart purred. She watched as Rainpaw failed to catch one of her prey, but she got back up, and hunted again, this time landing a successful catch. Birchheart noticed Rainpaw heading back to the clearing with her prey. “Let’s go Tatteredjaw, I think she passed her assessment.” Birchheart told her, as she bounded back to the clearing to tell Rainpaw she passed.

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Stonefell - 21 moons - Warrior - Healthy - Camp - Mentions: Mintwhisper, Risingstorm, Dark Forest cats ID, OPEN!

For the first time she remembered, Stonefell felt...relaxed, enjoying her clanmates' company as they waited for Terrastar to return. That relaxation sadly didn't last long as the ghostly Dark Forest cats poured into camp. Immediately, Stonefell jumped to her feet, her claws extended and fur puffed-out defensively.

"Wh-what is going on?" The shecat's ears flicked anxiously about, aching to understand the ghostly cats' ramblings. Terrastar would be ambushed? Aetherclan wouldn't do something so traitorous-

Or would they?

A distinctly guttural noise pulled Stonefell out of her anxiety, forcing her attention on the charred living corpse stumbling into camp. At the sight of the ghastly tom, Stonefell's nub tail puffed to the size of a pompom—

"Maplestream..?"

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Jaggedfang - 65 Moons - Dark Forest - Undead - Camp - Mentions: Stonefell, Open!

Jaggedfang growled as he felt his skin constrict him once more. He felt a new tiredness wave over him. He was somehow.... alive? Possibly undead is a better word. He trotted over to the small she cat in camp. “Hello there~” he hissed, waiting for her response, claws unsheathed.

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Mintwhisper - 33 moons - Warrior - Healthy - Camp - Mentions: Stonefell, Open!

Mintwhisper raised her nose to sniff the air, the sky had darkened surprisingly quickly and it looked like they were in for a storm. Perhaps they did not need a water patrol after all? Her thoughts were interrupted however by the ground shaking and the terrible noises appearing from nowhere. Her fur fluffed up slightly and the red warrior’s stance became defensive.
She let out a low growl as the atmosphere grew tense and alive... dangerous. “I don’t like this...” She mumbled.

The vitiligo she-cat’s eyes widened when the starry warriors started to flow into camp, their bodies seemingly more solid than their first otherworldly visitor. She stiffened when a dark forest cat brushed past her, leaving a trail of doubts and whispers as it went. Just then another low moan sounded and a new wave of unease washed through her.

There were clinks of tiny bones and Mintwhisper felt something small scuttle over paws, it was the mouse. The mouse she had just eaten. It was alive again. She gaped. Her ears layed flat on her head. Then she heard Stonefell’s voice and her head snapped up. The sight she was met with was terrifying. A burned body of a cat that Stonefell assumes to be Maplestream wandered through camp.

Mintwhisper needed out. This was crazy, unimaginable, and yet it was happening. She shook her head and dashed out of camp. The she cat wanted to believe in the stories of great Starclan warriors but she had never heard of them before joining Terraclan and from what she had seen of ghostly cats she was starting to believe that they weren’t what the clans thought they were.

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Stonefell - 21 moons - Warrior - Healthy - Camp - Mentions: Mintwhisper ID, Jaggedfang, OPEN

"Why are you here?" Stonefell snapped, baring her teeth at the undead cat—no, this wasn't a cat, this was a demon. As she backed away from the creature, the grey shecat caught sight of Mintwhisper running out of camp. Despite how badly she wanted to follow and comfort her friend, Stonefell felt it was her duty to keep at least one of these ghastly warriors from harming anyone in the camp.

"Answer me," Stonefell repeated, her green eyes piercing into Jaggedfang's dead ones, "why are you here?"

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Risingstorm - 27 Moons - Warrior- Healthy - Camp - Mentions: Dark Forest Cats ID, Ratpelt ID, Terrastar ID, Tatteredjaw ID, Birchheart ID, Owlpaw ID, open!

The fur along his spine bristled, his tail puffing out behind him. What was this unimaginable turn of events? His ears rung with the sudden yowling that had pierced the air so abruptly. Feathered hackles raised and a lip curled, he swiveled his head around the camp. Where had these fierce apparitions come from? They looked mostly tangible...but there was something wrong about them, these eerie cats.

Most importantly...I hope Terrastar and Ratpelt are okay. Let alone Tatteredjaw, Birchheart, and Owlpaw, he gravely thought to himself.

A dark, deep growl rumbled in his throat as he noticed the same starry tom that had intruded into the leader's den just earlier in the day. Eyes narrowed, he leaped to Stonefell's side. Slowly and deliberately, Risingstom began to unsheathe his claws. "You again?" he rumbled. "What are you doing here? What is it you want?" His gaze drifted in the direction in which Stonefell had cast her voice, and his eyes widened in shock at the charred body of Mapplestream walking into their camp. Yet he swiftly flicked his gaze back to the tom before him, taking a deep swallow as he lashed his tail.

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Jaggedfang - 65 Moons - Dark Forest - Undead - Camp - Mentions: Stonefell, Risingstorm, Open!

Jaggedfang sneered at the frightened she cat. “Oh don’t worry about me, it has nothing to concern you, kitten~” he taunted. He circled around the small cat, internally laughing at her size. “Is this what clan cats have become now? Small, and weak? No wonder Aetherclan wants to ambush you...” he smirked, voice deepening. He continued to circle her, taunting her.

Jaggedfang paused in his taunting as he heard a familiar voice. “You again? My you clan cats are annoying..” he growled. He sized the tom up, he was bigger, but his heart swayed him, he’s soft. “I simply want to warn you, there is only room for one clan in this forest, you better watch your back... Now, can you tell me where your precious Deputy is? I want to see her..” he meowed snidely.

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