PLEASE LOCK AND DELTE, MODS.

[ShadowBoi]

(I have no clue what he's doing at this point. He's just sick really with something badly I guess XD)

Cougar)

He sat down by the bush, trying to take deep breaths.

[toxic emotions]

Thornpaw ; brown tabby tom ; apprentice (12moons) ; Crush: Gorsepaw ; Tagged: Gorsepaw

Thornpaw had stretched his legs until they trembled with satisfaction. The younger tom lumbered his way over towards one of his denmates, Gorsepaw. He tried to keep it less obvious that he liked her. Thornpaw had always admired her outgoing spirit, "Hey Gorsepaw." He greeted almost timidly as he settled himself back into his haunches near the other apprentice. He could feel his pelt growing hotter despite being underneath the beating rays of sun. His tail nervously lashed as he fumbled over how he could keep their conversation going. Thornpaw was definitely no pro when it came to talking to she-cats, yet that didn't stop him from flirting with them.

[Dinolil1]

Gorsepaw-none-11 moons-Thornpaw-
Turning to see Thornpaw, one of her den mates. Smiling, the tabby greeted him. '' Hey thornpaw! looks like we have to survive another day with trying not to be melted!'' Gorsepaw chuckled at her own joke. It was true sometimes, since occasionally it would feel so hot that it seemed like you were going to melt like....like...'' Whats up?''

Larkpelt-None-17 moons-Open-
He took a small mouse from the preypile and ate, watching the other cats around camp with wide and alert eyes. larkpelt was a strange tom since he was alert all the time and never comfortable. Never relax. You never know. was his everyday motto. larkpelt flicked his ear and glared at the cloudless sky.

[SecondUNIT]

Shiver|46 moons|♀|Pregnant|Troutsplash, Dovestrike, Russetstorm, Pricklenose
Shiver raised her head, her ears pricking. The rain had made it somewhat hard, but she picked up the scent of a group of strange cats. She opened her mouth wide, trying to pick up on anything more precise.

She thought that there was one, but there seemed to be a small group of cats traveling together, all of them carrying a similar scent. She groaned as she lifted herself up, her joints creaking as she attempted to head out of her crevasse. She stuck her head out, trying to eye her surroundings in search of the strangers.

"Hello," she tentatively meowed in practice. Her voice sounded much more hoarse than she expected, and she stiffened in case these cats were unfriendly.

[northnorthwest]

(Working on a reply for Spiritstar, did Softberry reply to Flameclaw?

[xXDaBaeXx]

(Okie Canada c:)

Whiteclaw

She went to a tree in the territory and saw something she was thinking it was prey so she quickly climed up the tree clawing at the prey looking thing to find out it was a cats tail. "Oh sorry.. It looked like prey .." She felt stupid.

[northnorthwest]

Lakefurtags; Skypaw

Lakefur nodded as Skypaw just barely missed (did I read that right? If not I'll rewrite this), "Good for your first try. Now try again." Lakefur crouched down a bit so Skypaw could reach his shoulders more easily, this move wouldn't likely be used on a larger cat who was standing anyway.

Shadepawtags; Cedarpaw, Squeakpaw

Shadepaw jumped as Squeakpaw came up to them. "Hello Squeakpaw. We were just about to go hunting. Would you like to come with?" he asked. Turning to Cedarpaw he added, "If it's alright with you, of course." Shadepaw fluffed his pelt, attempting to shake some water droplets from it.

[xXDaBaeXx]

[[ Back from homework. ]]

Lovino fell out of the tree after feeling some cat touch his tail. He fell on his face and gave a hiss at the cat who did touch his tail and mistakes it for prey.

Tinypaw looked over at the rodent and gave a small nod. He was nervous in failing in front of the she cat. He shook his head before getting into a hunters crouch and started to stalk to the rodent. He made sure his tail was above ground and that he keeping silent. Getting close enough he leaped up and sank his claws into the rode before sinking his fangs into its neck making the killing blow. Lifting his head back up he faced Crowpaw holding the small creature in his jaws.

(Oops sorry didn't see this..)

Whiteclaw

"Please forgive me!" She said as she jumped out of the tree landing next to him. She took his paw helping him up and once he was up she let go because she thought it was a little weird. Her tan marks were glowing like fire from the sun.

[deftonesly]

EVERYONE PLEASE, PLEASE GO SEE WHAT I JUST POSTED ON THE DISCUSSION THREAD AND PLEASE, PLEASE RESPOND. I'M ON THE VERGE OF A NERVOUS BREAKDOWN.. *SCREECH*

[northnorthwest]

Quailfeather ; silver tabby and white she-cat ; warrior ; tagged: Scorchstar

In spite of the water that had been slowly drenching the camp throughout the day, Quailfeather was thirsty. She had been avoiding going out to the small lake in the camp due to the rain, but found that the puddles forming in camp tasted more than just a little unpleasant. Finally giving in, the silver and white molly excused herself from her conversation with Lilynose, and padded quickly out to the water, ears pinned back against her head. A bright orange pelt at the water's edge stopped her for a moment. I'm surprised he's not still surrounded by an entourage. Even without being directly involved, it had been hard to not take notice of all the commotion in the camp today.
Quailfeather padded up beside the tom. "Hello, Scorchstar," she mewed in greeting before dipping her head down to lap at the water a few times. She raised it after a moment, water dripping from her whiskers, usually smooth fur spiky. "Believe it or not, I actually don't have something related to a rouge to report," she said playfully, smiling at her leader. "I'm surprised you were able to get away for a moment."

Cactusfoot ; brown tabby tom ; elder ; tagged: Noeyes, Flarepaw, Spottedpaw, Silverkit

A quiet purr rumbled in Cactusfoot's throat at Silverkit's antics. She reminded him so much of his own daughters when they were just little scraps of fur many moons ago. After finishing his mice, the old tom's cloudy green eyes began to slide shut, and he yawned widely. "Thank you Flarepaw," he mewed to the fiery young molly, "But I think I'd rather rest. 'can't keep my eyes open," he rasped, yawning again. "Go cause trouble. And Noeyes! Don't catch a cold out there; Starclan knows I don't want it!"

(This is the only repost for you, Skulls)