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[Olivesaurus]

(Sure, thanks! Do you have any cats for Goldenpelt to interact with?)

OCC: The current cats I have open are:
IceClan: Sharpstar
DawnClan: Hazelpaw
MoonClan: Cheetahpaw
Loners: Stone

What would you like Silverpelt and Sparrowtail to do?

[scorpiongrasses]

(They can talk about something .3. and Goldenpelt can find Stone somewhere)

[Olivesaurus]

(They can talk about something .3. and Goldenpelt can find Stone somewhere)

OCC: aright. Stone will be wandering around I guess

Sparrowtail|Combatant|Female|Division Two
Tagged: Silverpelt

Sparrowtail licked her white paw in a warm patch in camp. She had just been hunting. Her body was a bit out a shape from being a queen for so long, but she'd get better soon. The combatant saw Silverpelt out of the corner of her eye and waved her over with the flick of her tail.

Stone|Rogue|Tom|Division One
Tagged: Goldenpelt

Stone wandered around the territory. He was hunting for his mate, Sly, who was expecting his kits. A mouse appeared in his view and he stalked forward silently.

[scorpiongrasses]

Silverpelt | 29 moons | Division Two | Tagged: Sparrowtail

Silverpelt saw Sparrowtail. She walked over to her and sat down. ''So, have you gotten used to the 'divisions' yet?'' she asked, curiously.

Goldenpelt | 27 moons | Division One | Tagged: Stone

Goldenpelt decided to go hunting. She followed the scent of a mouse, and when she got close she saw a loner and hissed. ''What are you doing in our territory?'' she said, annoyed.

[Olivesaurus]

Sparrowtail|Combatant|Female|Division Two
Tagged: Silverpelt

Sparrowtail rolled her eyes. "This is rediculous. Honestly, its all for power. That's all they want. Thankfully, our ranks aren't all the different, but the new rule on our medince cats or 'herbologists' isn't in StarClan's favor, let me tell you that." Sparrowtail didn't like the new idea one bit. "However... no cat seems to have gotten hurt, and the 'divisions' are still strong, so what have I do object?"

Stone|Rogue|Tom|Division One
Tagged: Goldenpelt

Stone's amber eyes glittered and narrowed. "What does it look like I'm doing?" He stood up, impatient. "Now, look what you've done." He meowed as the mouse scampered away. "You've scared away my prey."

[scorpiongrasses]

Silverpelt | 29 moons | Division Two | Tagged: Sparrowtail

''I agree, but I still don't get how Sharpstar took over, all the cats in the clans could've stopped him.'' Silverpelt said.

Goldenpelt | 27 moons | Division One | Tagged: Stone

''It was never 'your prey' in the first place!'' Hissed Goldenpelt.

[Olivesaurus]

Sparrowtail|Combatant|Female|Division Two
Tagged: Silverpelt

Sparrowtail shook her head. "You tell me. I was in the nursery the whole time."

Stone|Rogue|Tom|Division Two
Tagged: Goldenpelt

"What makes it 'your prey' then?" Stone asked. His voice was icy as his spoke, however, he was oddly calm.

[scorpiongrasses]

Silverpelt | 29 moons | Division Two | Tagged: Sparrowtail

''Well, still. I wonder if Starclan will ever speak up.'' Silverpelt said.

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Goldenpelt | 27 moons | Division One | Tagged: Stone

''This is clan territory.'' Said Goldenpelt, calming down.

[Olivesaurus]

Sparrowtail|Combatant|Female|Division Two
Tagged: Silverpelt

"I hope they do sometime." Sparrowtail murmured, drawing her tail around her paws. "I'm already tired of these divisions."

Stone|Rogue|Tom|Division Two
Tagged: Goldenpelt

Stone rolled his eyes. "Oh nooo...." He meowed sarcastically. "Looks like I'll have to get off of clan 'territory.'" Stone grinned. "After a snack." He jumped into some nearby ferns, scenting the air as he did so, to look for new prey.

[scorpiongrasses]

Silverpelt | 29 moons | Division Two | Tagged: Sparrowtail

''Anyways, I would rather be a kittypet instead of being in 'the divisions''' Silverpelt said.

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Goldenpelt | 27 moons | Division One | Tagged: Stone

Goldenpelt followed him. Now she was just getting curious, and less mad.