NorthClan (warrior cats)

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Sparrowflight walked towards Mosseyes "hi, mind if I sit with you"

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Mosseyes shook her head and smiled. "sure! Go ahead!" she said cheerily, clearing away snow for him with her plumed tail.

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Sparrowflight smiled, "thanks" he turned serious as he picked at his prey "you look like you have something on your mind, what's up?"

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Mosseyes sighed. "love is difficult." she said halfheartedly, and looked to spareowflight. " and bogclan is... Difficult. Life is difficult!" she exclaimed, not k owing how to put her feelings for friskstar into words.

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Stormpaw trotted out of camp after finishing his meal. He figured he'd hunt and bring back and impresive catch to show off to his sister, Briarpaw. Slipping through the shadows of the trees, he trudged ways away from camp, following the paw steps of his clanmates from earlier in the day. He spotted a vole snacking on an herb beneath a rocky outcrop and padded carefully over the snow, then got into a hunters crouch.
Something brushed the bark of a tree behind him, alerting the vole, who scuttled into a crack. Strompaw turned around and hissed playfully at whoever had made him lose his prey. But it wasn't a clan cat. Not of his clan anways. It was a jet black tom, that looked exactly like Friskstar but had different color eyes. The tom reared. And just like that, he was in a fight for his life. He ducked and rolled and spun and kicked and thrashed and clawed and bit. He pushed his mussles to the limmit, but they exhausted. And him being the smaller cat, he was pinned.
"Let me go!" He hissed and raised his hindlegs to score down the black tom's belly.
"I can't do that." He sighed, seeming to ignore the pain, even though Stormpaw was sure he had shredded him good. Blood was pooling out of the cats fur and dripping onto him. The snow all around them was churned and pink.
"Your leader has to see that we're here to stay," the tom hissed, and with that, he bent his head and clamped his jaws on Stormpaw's neck.
Stormpaw gasped for air and convulsed as the big cat dropped away. He was alone. The trees and the snow clouded to black, the sent of blood and earth faded away, and the world he knew and loved was left behind.

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Sparrowflight smiled "you like friskstar?" he said as more of a statement then an question, "and bogclan will sort themselves out sooner or later

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Mosseyes blushed brightly. "did I really just say that?" she said, embarrassed. "yes, I-I really do. But I don't think that bogclan is going to leave."

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"Well then we'll just have to make them won't we, and it's starting to get obvious, you and Friskstar have been spending alot of time together." he smiled,

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Mosseyes blushed brighter. "I know. I just wonder if he feels the same way. We're so... Different. But, I can't help feeling that one feeling." she said, trailing off, knowing she was rambling.

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"He does, I can see it, considering I'm a tom myself, I know what it looks like" he smiled then shook his head, chuckling softly, "I'm talking like a she-cat"