.:Cinderclan:. {Accepting!}

[Takk]

Iceblood ♀
After wandering the burned areas of the forest, returns to camp with a mouse in her jaws. It was an easy, quick kill since all of the ash weakened their lungs and in the long-term their ability to run and react as quickly. It was almost too easy as she dropped it off in the fresh kill pile.

[honey,]

Name: Rowanclaw
Gender: Male
Age: 40 moons
Rank: Warrior
Appearance: Dark gray pelt with light gray stripes, amber eyes.
Personality: Kind, Loving, Strong, Protective of clan
Kin: -------
Crush/Mate: Snowshine/None

[m a r i e]

Frostkit nodded, shoving his way out of the den. He needed to cheer up... Hm? What's that, Mr. Flower? "Hi," He mumbled silently, turning to a withered old flower just near the shelter he was in. Laying down, he smiled shyly, listening to what this flower had to say. Of course, it was all in his mind, but at least he was happy, and had made a 'friend.'

[fire,]

((Sorry I haven't been as active as I should Recap?


Jaypaw was sitting in the shade, wondering what she would do.

[JustMallory]

(Accepted! And, the cats out on a hunt split up, but there are a few cats left at camp. Also, a loner, Luke, has been travelling around the cats territory.)

Cedarstar
As he acknowledged Crowshadow's words, Cedarstar swept to the murky ground, and slowly crept towards the vole. He skillfully avoided clumps of mud, and kept his paws light, avoiding a sloshing noise from his pawsteps. The small mammal's nose wrinkled in the air, and Cedarstar took his chance to pounce. With a sharp squeak, the water vole died, and prey was caught. With a small sigh, the tom turned back to his dark clanmate and rolled his eyes. "It won't be easy to eat around the mud caught on this one's fur." As he gently picked up the prey, he attempted to flick off some of the mud on it's legs and belly. Exasperated, he gave up and shifted slightly in the mud. He eyed Crowshadow's catch, and his eyes flickered with admiration.

Featherkit
The tiny gray she-cat sniffed at the air, now outside the nursery, and could only smell the forever present scent of ash. She huffed with impatience, and narrowed her eyes at the tattered remains of the forest around her. She glanced to her right and saw Frostkit. With a skip in her step, she slunk towards the tom. "Frostkit!" She purred excitedly. "I want to go exploring!" With a quick glance around her, she leaned in and whispered, "I want to explore out of camp. I want to help! You and I, and anyone else who wants to join could find something to catch! I know the clan has been short on food." She threw a mischevious glance his way and smiled. "What do you say? Want to come with?"

[loveanchor]

(( awwe is anyone open? ))

[orca-xing]

Fawnstep
Fawnstep watched as the robin hopped from log to log, narrowly avoiding the thick mud. Her tail stopped swaying, and she crept up behind the small bird. She made sure she was downwind, so the robin wouldn't try and fly away. Bunching her muscles, in a flash she had propelled herself off the rock she had been standing on, and grabbed the bird by the neck. Fawnstep landed quietly in the mud, her paws sinking in. Slowly, she hauled herself onto a large branch, and sat down. Looking down at the bird, she sighed. One bird, many more to goFawnstep thought to herself, and picked up the bird in her jaws. Padding over to a large tree, she buried it, and continued on her way. She forgot how much she loved the water, and splashed into a small puddle. Only getting her paws wet, she sniffed the air for any sign of prey.

(Just a quick question, how many posts should I have on each page?)

[mewmew.]

CROWSHADOW

The thick black tom sat on his back haunches while he placed his frog down in front of his feet and purred slightly. "Nice catch my friend." Crowshadow commented after Cedarstar had caught the vole. He listened to the other's comment on the mud and nodded in agreement. As Cedarstar attempted to shake the mud off of the prey Crowshadow pulled slightly away to avoid any airborne mud. "I'm afraid my hunting skills are more targeted on prey you would find in Shadowclan, not water voles." He huffed while standing. He could feel the wet earth soaking into his lower end fur and did not like the feeling. "We should hide this before we go back out and look for more." He suggested picking his frog back up.

[m a r i e]

He hesitated. Well, his schizophrenia wasn't exactly bad, for he was only a kit. It would get worse once he grew, but now, it was actually quite pleasant, other than the occasional knock or bang noise. "A-Alright."

[wicca]

I I of course sunheart can be mates with snowpool!