**Emberclan: The Ones who Burn Bright** ACCEPTING

[allaccordingtocake]

-baaaack-


"want a daisy?" she asked with a :3 face

[librarycat]

((How long has the Clan been without a med cat? also don't cats have a :3 face by default? its a kitty face isn't it?))

Rabbitclaw

Rabbitclaw frowned. "If you had been badly hurt, we could've given you a poultice." He figured that some of the older cats would know how to dress wounds, and even if they didn't, it would be far easier for Merry to recover if she didn't have to worry about exacerbating the wound hunting or fighting. He took a couple steps in the direction Merry had indicated, then half-turned to wait for her. "You cant stay in our territory unless you're in Emberclan. Don't loners have territories? Don't you have borders, places you don't let other cats stay?" He was curious as to what made a cat choose to live alone, rather than the far superior Clan life. What would they do if they got old? Or had to stop hunting to look after kits? It seemed awfully lonely too. There wouldn't be anyone to talk to, to hunt with or to share food with. He didn't think he could ever survive without the other cats around.

Salmonpaw

Salmonpaw gasped. She'd only ever heard those names in stories. Cinderstar sounded like she knew them, but that didn't make any sense - they must've been dead for generations. Salmonpaw was sure that Cinderstar wasn't that old. Didn't the elders say that cats and lived and died many times since they had walked the earth? How did Yellowpaw know them? Could he see them? Were the StarClan cats here right now? She spun round to see if there were any cats with the stars in their fur behind her, but saw only the forest. Nothing seemed different. She strained her senses to see if they were hiding anywhere. There was nothing unusual she could see or smell, but the border marks seemed stronger somehow. Even the older marks seemed clear and strong.

((I dunno I figure since Salmonpaw is probably standing right on the Starclan cats she can sort of smell them but they just smell like emberclan? like how people are supposed to feel cold when a ghost walks through them))

[allaccordingtocake]

(shhhhhhh itz the way I am don't judge meee)

[Silvermane67]

(lol I was thinking that too actually)

(I have been thinking that the clan hasn't much needed a deputy or med cat for many a moon since they've been so peaceful and there aren't any enemy cats or any real danger. In terms of time, maybe like half a leader's lifespan)
(Someone can claim the last leader's character too, I already have the legends lol)

Merry whimpered softly, trying to play up the confrontation. "You're just a big meanie, I wasn't even doing anything.." She sighed, continuing to walk along. "At least you're showing me out of the territory..." She glanced back at him with a fake pathetic look. "Hmph." Her tail flicked upwards when he asked about her loner lifestyle, a now pompous attitude coming out. "I live for myself, and I live how I want. There are no rules for me and I like it like that~ I make the whole world my territory, and I don't much mind other cats as long as they don't hurt me." She shot a pointed look at him.

Yellowpaw was stunned into silence as the two cats sat on their haunches in front of him.

"We need to speak to you, Yellowpaw, as you have the closest connection to your ancestors." The deep voice of Fallowstar rang out through the clearing, but was only audible to the young tom.

Collette seemed a little softer, and she was. "There is a prophecy."

Cinderstar watched as her apprentice was frozen in fear and anxiety. "Don't panic, Salmonpaw. He will be fine.. Starclan will keep him safe in their company." She seemed familiar with this same subject.
(BECAUSE SHE'S LOST A LIFE BEFORE)

[Silvermane67]

(BELIEVE IS STILL IN THE GAME HECK YES)

[believe-hwu]

Ｄａｉｓｙｐａｗ ／ ６ ｍｏｏｎｓ ／ Ａｐｐｒｅｎｔｉｃｅ ／ Ｔａｇｓ； Ｏｐｅｎ
Since the cream and white tabby's mentor was out doing whatever, Daisypaw had been left to her vices. Great, instead of training today, I get to explore!

Ｍａｌｌｏｗｔａｉｌ ／ ３９ ｍｏｏｎｓ ／ Ｗａｒｒｉｏｒ ／ Ｔａｇｓ； Ｏｐｅｎ
The curly-furred, light brown and white tom had begun hunting, when he noticed a strange scent. Smells like rogue.

[Silvermane67]

(~yay~)

Sparkpelt noticed Daisypaw looking bored. "Hey, Daisypaw! Wanna play some moss-ball with me?" He had recently collected some stray moss from the warrior's den, and thought it would be a good item to ease her boredom with.

[allaccordingtocake]

(dude we both have kittys named daisy XD)

[Silvermane67]

(yea there's Daisypaw and Daisypath)

[allaccordingtocake]

(DAISY IS BEST FLOWER XD)