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[Purple~Iris]

//Spiderfrost\\
Spiderfrost turned to see what her apprentice was fussing about. She blinked.

"Well, you don't see that everyday."

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|| ~Starpaw~ ||

She looked at her mentor blankly tempted to say somthing as if a sign, but, she would probably be over reacting in the end if she said it, but if she didn't, it would be true. "What do we do about it?" She asked hasitantly.

|| ~Wolfpaw~ ||

He sighed with relief, nodding, he followed her out of the bush, but on the way back to camp, he stayed by her side, even when he walked into a thorn bush. Relief flooded him when they reached camp, safe and sound. "Now, let me look at your scratches," He said, suddenly feeling the pain from his large wound on the side.

{Who wants a kit? I guess two are avialible, but if you all want one, I could give up the third one, I mean, I already contorl Foxkit, Steamkit, Echokit, and the mother of them. ^^}

[Purple~Iris]

~I've got enough characters now, thanks

//Spiderfrost\\
"Well, does it smell bad? If not stop playing with your food and eat it." the medicine cat said then yawned.

[spicy]

|| ~Starpaw~ ||

Starpaw grunted in discust, "No! But this could be a sign! It doesn't have to smell un-regular to be a sign or an omen! Maybe it's showing a cat's damage in the future! Can't you even think about it?" She meowed, staring coldly at the prey, hopping she was right, Oh Starclan, what are you trying to tell me?

{Also, crying wolf? Umm, could you put in Dewstorm's kits? Foxkit, Steamkit, and Echokit. Their picture is in the bottom of Dewstorm's joining forum. Thank you!}

[TheCryingWolf]

{ @Doggiedogs- I'd like to be one of the kits! :3
EDIT: Oh and yes, I will }

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-|She-cat|-|Apprentice|-|Crush: Wolfpaw|-|Mentor: Deathrage|-
-|Location: Camp|-|Mood: Scared|-|Action: Talking to Wolfpaw|-

"If you don't try, how do you expect to learn?"

Wisepaw shook her head. "No, I'm fine. What about you? You're hurt worse than I am." she meowed looking at his wound. She began to gently lick his wound as best she could. She felt bad about him being hurt, then a sudden reality struck her. What would they say about their scratches if anyone asked? "Wolfpaw... What will we tell everyone? Should we tell them about Owlscrape?" she mewed in a whisper, looking at him now.

[Purple~Iris]

//Spiderfrost\\
"If you are that concerned about it...Do you get a feeling in your gut? Or did you get a vision or hear voices?" Spiderfrost asked her apprentice and put away what she was occupied with to study the oblong creature.

[spicy]

|| ~Starpaw~ ||

She looked at her mentor, then at the vole, "Yes, I have a feeling in my gut, maybe I'll get a dream, when's half moon again?" She asked, trying to get as close to STarclan as she possibly could.

|| ~Wolfpaw~ ||

Wolfpaw purred, flinching a little as Wisepaw licked his wound, but it relaxed him. "Well, we could say...umm...." He paused for a moment, thinking, "Lets not tell anyone, if anyone asks, ignore them, and arrange a meeting with Sivlerstar to talk with her, but I want to rest first," He said, sitting down, and started grooming Wisepaws fluffed out neck. "Your beautiful no matter how your fur is," He whispered, not caring if she even heard, because Starclan did, and they approoved.

|| *Sage* ||

Sage watched past her fence into the wild, wondering about wild cats, she knew they were not those blood thirsty killers that her Kittypet friends said they were, she was awefully hungry, she had been lately, and she was growing fatter, and being fed more with softer beds, and the tweleg kits didn't play with her as hard as usual. She had been in the monsters twice that week, going to the check-up room. {Vet} They felt her stomach each time, and she could guess she had something wrong or 'special' with her. SHe didn't care though, they were soft, and groomed her, and took good care of her, but she still waned for the forest. Suddenly, a flash of small brown fur caught her eye, squirrel! Jumping down from her fence, she chased after it, running and running untill, she was lost, and the squirrel had vanished out of some how mid air. Sage looked back, and saw nothing but trees, and looked to the other sides of her, all the same, trees, and more trees, they seemed to go on forever. She was no longer a kittypet, but her color kept her in memory. She decided to keep walking, untill she found another cat scent. "Yes!" She exclaimed, running forward, this must be the boundry for the wild cats! She was finally in a place from where she could call home.

[TheCryingWolf]

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-|She-cat|-|Apprentice|-|Crush: Wolfpaw|-|Mentor: Deathrage|-
-|Location: Camp|-|Mood: Scared, but calming down|-|Action: Talking to Wolfpaw|-

"If you don't try, how do you expect to learn?"

Wisepaw smiled at what Wolfpaw said and blushed deeply. "Thank you, Wolfpaw." she whispered back to him and licked his cheek. She then yawned and looked at him. "We should go rest." she mewed, flicking her tail at the Apprentices' Den, and stood up, slightly wincing in pain at a scratch on her back left leg. She hadn't noticed it until now. Wisepaw quickly licked at it to clean it then walked towards the den with Wolfpaw by her side. Once they were in, she found her nest, pushed it close to Wolfpaw's nest and patted it down with her paw, combining her's with his. She looked up at him and smiled, sitting down in the now larger nest. A purr sounded from her and she kneaded the nest, making it more comfortable for the both of them.

[spicy]

|| ~Wolfpaw~ ||

Wolfpaw purred, helping her combine her moss with his, prodding it down with his paws, and lieing down. "I hope we're never seperated again," He said, quickly falling asleep in his new moss bed with his hopfully soon mate. Wolfpaw was in a huge clearing, all surronded with trees. He urgently looked up to find that millions of stars were up in the sky, with a full moon. Sighing in felief, he looked down to be startled by a starry cat. Apperently a she-cat, giggling, she looked at you, pure love as fire in her eyes, "I have come here to talk to you about Wisepaw," She said in a more serious tone. "W-what? No matter what, I love her! Even if Starclan don't accept it!" He hissed. "No, no, little one, I was here to tell you about Owlstripe. He is out to kill her, so you need to protct her, but don't tell her you had this dream. If you succed, you may have a good life, but if not, then you are doomed to be spiraled in hatred and pure evil like your uncle and his father. She is your key to happiness, and if you don't keep that key and protect it, someone else will get it and you will be forever doomed." Wolfpaw stared in horror, "B-but-" "No buts, if, or ors. She is your key, now, I will leave." As that, the she-cat turned around and started walking back onto a rock to go into the sky once again. "Wait!" Wolfpaw yowled, as she turned around to look at you with loving and caring eyes, "Who are you?" He asked. Giggling she flew over to him and answered, in such a sweet tone, that he could almost remeber her, "I am your mother, and I love you very much, and I plan to help you in every way I can, love, and others," She gently bent over and licked his head, and he sucked in her seet scent, remebering the very first time he'd opened his eyes, next to his mothers warm milk-filled stomach. Opening his eyes he exclaimed, "I had a sister?" But she was gone, and only her scent lingered, "I never knew I had a sister, did she die of birth defects or something?" He whispered, but no answer came, just the image of him cuddling next to his sister, and sleeping next to his mothers sweet stomach, but he didn't feel sad, he was overjoyed with love. He now knew, his destiny.

[Purple~Iris]

//Celestial\\
Celestial returned to the log she had hidden her kits.

"Finally!" Pantherkit jumped out of the hiding spot hungrily, Celestial dropped a small rabbit in front of them.

"You four eat this, I can eat later ok?"

"Are you sure? You haven't eaten all day."

//Spiderfrost\\
"Then think hard, What message could Starclan give you with that sorry piece of kill." Spiderfrost said leaving the interpretation to the cat that found it.