Please Lock

[Cloverwoods]

( Rowanpaw would love to watch the assesment!Oh and Cloverwing and Rowanpaw are open to do something.)

[storm coming.]

(Thanks)
Stonepelt looked around and decided to watch Tigerpaw's assessment so he fallowed the apprentices scent and watched quietly from a tree


Splotchpelt walked out of the den and glared at the new cat "Who is that loner!? Why is there a loner in camp?"

{Tigerpaw's assessment hasn't happened yet.}

{Rowanpaw could watch the asessment later for experience. I think the asessment patrol will be Tigerpaw(the one who's getting assessed), his mentor(Frosttail), Sandclaw, and anyone else who wants to come along.}

Swiftstar-
She sized up to the tom named Flare. " So, you want to join StormClan?" she assumed. Swiftstar was about to go gather herbs.

Sandclaw-
He wondered when Tigerpaw would have his assessment. It had to be soon. Sandclaw would come along. After all, he had nothing else to do.

{Maybe they could go hunting? The clan needs some prey.}

[storm coming.]

{Bump}

[charliekitten.]

Firepaw
He walked back into camp, and went looking for his mentor. Maybe now we can look for herbs.

[storm coming.]

{I think a fire, a border fight, and the prophecy will happen. Not right now though.}

[deftonesly]

R A V E N F L I G H T
She-cat| Warrior| Crush or mate: None| Location: Outside of camp, attacking Soul| Tags: Soul and Pebbleflight

Ravenflight, with a triumphant and arrogant yowl, pelted out of the cover of the foliage, haring towards the unsuspecting tortoiseshell tom. The male only had time to let out a outraged shriek before Ravenflight's claws pierced his pelt, raking her hind legs along his sides and clawing out pawfuls of his fur.
Panting, with blood matting her mouth, Ravenflight snarled, curling her lips as Pebbleflight approached from behind, "Who are you and how dare you enter Stormclan territory!?"

[storm coming.]

Pebbleflight
He narrowed his eyes aggressively and dug his claws into the tortoiseshell's pelt. He pinned him down, keeping his paws away fron him. The belly rake wasn't going to prevent him from winning.

[deftonesly]

{Guess now we wait for his RPer to respond..}

[storm coming.]

{Yeah.... *Sits here casually*}

[deftonesly]

{Psh ikr.. this is what kinda annoys me most about Rps.. takes forever for people to respond hnng XD}