🌺~AspenClan v.4 Old and accepting!~🌺

[Drink]

Creek looked up, surprised to see another cat talking to him. " u-uh.. im creek.. n-nice to meet you.." he dipped his head, awkwardly trying to get his back leg to stand right. He glanced towards the leaders den, impatiently biting his tongue. He realized she still stood there, and quickly took up his head. " uh, sorry.. whats your name?" He asked, nervously rolling his eyes.

[Cherry.]

Biscuit
He stuttered, his worries of the dogs completely erased. "Arethekitscoming?!" He asked, words jumbled together with fear. Biscuit looked at her. The pain she was in... He couldn't take it. His eyes went blurry, his vision slowly darkening until- Thwump! He fainted, the leaves cushioning his fall. He was clearly going to be no help. Biscuit went rigid with shock as he was doused with ice cold water. "Whadjyahoudifog?!" he hissed in annoyance, he words slurred and uncomprehendable. Then he remembered. Dogs...Creampuff...Kits... He'd've almost fainted again, if it weren't for a loud hissing of a cat behind him saying "Don't faint on me, or I'll claw your ears off!" then twitching her whiskers in amusement. "C-creampuff?" He called, unsure of where his mate was now located. "How long was I out for?" He was taken aback by her anger, but remembered her pain, and cooled down. He stood stock still as the menacingly calm, yet shrill voice of a loner sunk in. He whipped around, suddenly filled with rage for this cat, the fact that she wanted to harm his mate, and kits too? He growled, and looked surprised at doing so, but suddenly realized exactly how much he hated this cat... And he leapt nimbly to her back, as though his 30 moons of being a kittypet had done nothing to his instincts he first had from his birth clan. He dug his claws into her shoulders, getting a tight grip on her and raked his back legs down her spine. "Don't You DARE...lay a claw... on her ...or any of the kits!" He hissed in her ear, still slightly in shock by the amount of rage this cat was filling him with. He landed perfectly on his feet, only slightly unbalanced by her blow. He reared up, and glided, poised to land on her back again- but he crashed into another cat who had gotten there before him. One who smelled of wind and wilderness... One who Biscuit had yet to meet due to his untimely... fainting.




FoxPaw
An attack on the camp?! Suddenly his cuts no longer hurt. He itched to fight whoever had intruded. He hissed in annoyance as Scorch ran off, lashing his tail angrily he headed to the apprentice's den. His eyes met hers, and as he looked at her, he knew he couldn't stay mad. "No...I forgive, you." He purred, barely audible but he was sure she had heard. "I'm sure they don't all hate you." he mewed, trying to lift her spirits. Curling his tail around her in turn, he replied. "I'll make sure we can still spend time together! And if I get an apprentice, we could train together, and I'll make sure you're in all of my patrols! But... you're right." he mews, pressing against her, "I'm going to feel cold without you in that den.." With a jolt, he woke up. He sensed many new cats outside, and upon leaving the den, discovered several rogues just walking around as though they had lived there all there lives! Snarling at the nearest one, he growled "Why have you intruded our camp, SCORCH." He spat the name as though it was dirty on his tongue, after all, this was the cat that almost stole his Applepaw! He smiled at his crush, she looked so pretty when she was angry... He snapped back. Right. I need to focus on Scorch right now. He tried the new name on his tongue, but somehow, it didn't seem likely Thistlestar would so easily allow Tornthroat to join their clan.

DappleSeed

She was not going to fight cleanly.[/i] Hissing, she bristled at Scorch. "That doesn't change anything! You're still a xold-blooded murderer!" She growled, thinking of Scorch, who almost stole her kit, Jeff, who killed her leader, and all other rogues and loners that had caused trouble in her clan. She rushed quickly to the left, her paws still itching to strike the final blow to Scorch. Standing defiantly on the left side, she joined the protesting cats to Scorch's announcement. "I can't believe we're letting him stay..." Rolling her eyes, she stalked away. Dipping out of camp, she decided to hunt. Coming to the edge of the camp, she noticed a large commotion occurring nearby the two-leg place. "Are you allright?" She asked the now heavily panting queen, who's apparent "Mate" had just passed out. "Can I help in any way?" True, this was the mate of Biscuit, the cat who had been friends with Jeff, the killer of Doestar, but that was no reason for kits innocent lives to be lost. Pulling herself together, she let herself feel calmed by the breeze. "Alright, if you keep calm, this will go really smooth." Her head whipped around at a loud crack, and the crashing of a lithe black body crashing into her. What was this cat doing?! Smirking, standing straight up again, she half smiled. "You'd better listen to your lady friend over here. Now if you don't mind, I would much prefer it if you ran and fetched some borage." Seeing him waiting, she rolled her eyes and said, "Please." She watched as the apprentice age cat stormed off to find the herb. Turning around, she began to gather bits and scraps of moss for the queen, answering her questions in between mouthfuls. "Oh, borage is just- a medical herb that will- help when the kits come." She explained, and began adjusting the moss around her. She hoped that was right. But she was no medicine cat, so she couldn't be sure. She smiled, about to object to the blanket, when there was already plenty of nice moss, but she remembered that kittypets don't typically have any honor when it came to such, and weren't quite as resourceful. So she bit her tongue. "Ah, thanks Coal. Here, eat this, it will help. Just relax, and think of the kits." She pawed the Borage towards the white cat. She watched as she grimaced and swallowed the herb, glad she hadn't complained much. "Well, since you seem so judgy... My name is Dappleseed. I doubt that names matter at the moment as your friend over here just mentioned, but since it seems to bother you so greatly, my name is Dappleseed." Then she turned to Biscuit. "Get, up!" she hissed in his ear. She smirked, glad at their conclusion. She'd always wanted to do something like this. Grabbing a wad of dry moss, she rushed over to the nearby stream, filled it with water until it was dripping, and wrung it out over the obtuse kittypet, secretly enjoying his panicked return to conciousness. She watched in horror, and was herself about to spring into action, before Biscuit leapt out in front of her, shocking her greatly. My turn... She leapt onto the rogues shoulders, hissing in fury as she slipped, and fell, right in front of Fox. She attempted to scramble out of the way, but fear kept her motionless.

HollyPelt
She trotted onward, tracking him down, and coming to a stop as an immense pain washed over her. W-were her kits coming?! She lay down panting hard now, her breath coming in short gasps. She called out for Stormwind, but she was unsure if her voice was heard over the now steady trickling rain. Well now you've done it Hollypelt. If you'd have stayed in camp you wouldn't be semi stuck in this hole, unable to move from the pain, and there would be plenty of Medicine cats nearby. Now StormWind's going to return to camp, and be angry first off that I left, and also, he won't notice I'm here! "Fox dung!" She exclaimed out loud, suddenly realizing that might have been enough to catch her mate's ears. She could hear approaching footsteps, so she managed a weak "Stormwind!" Though she felt too weak at this point to get unstuck. "I'm- I'm f-fine." she stuttered. But she knew she was not fine. She was just too stubborn to admit it. As Fernwind spoke, she collapsed, breathing heavily. (Fade to black) She smiled tiredly at her mate and the 4 kits. Perking her ears and turning her head as she heard Stormwind's name called. She played with one of the kits with her paw, and decided she would name this overly fluffy kit Fluffkit. Her ear twitching as the kit batted at it, she looked down at Cloudkit, who was sitting on the ground. She was already becoming restless, her paws aching to leave the nursery. "Well, the adventurous one here is Quailkit, and little-miss-worry-pants over here is Fluffkit." She purred, gesturing to each as she did so. She nuzzled him back. "what did Thistlestar want to talk about?" She purred, genuinely curious. "Ohh..." she stiffened at his name, thinking back to the time when they were still friends. "Yes, Emberstripe isn't afraid to put that elder in his place if necessary... I believe that was the best choice." She smiled at him. "Of course!" she purred, eager to move, her tail twitching with excitement, although she had only been there a few hours. She nosed the kits forward, not noticing Rosekit trailing behind. "Well then, here's our nest! Quailkit and Fluffkit, you can sleep on this side, and Cloudkit and Rose- Rosekit?" She just now noticed her kit's disappearence, and abandoned the other three to find her.


FernWind

She looked at Hollypelt, a regular visitor. It seemed like she was on the verge of death every second of every day. "What'd she do this time?" Fernwind asked, a small smirk forming on her lips, as she waited to hear the next of Hollypelt's many endeavors. "What'd you do to her this t-?" but she was abruptly cut off from her joke as Hollypelt collapsed. "Right!" she mews hurriedly. Berrypaw, now sitting upright pads over to her. Listening to her, she whispers back, "Are you sure?" Upon receiving an answer, she went back to business. "There will be time for ceremonies later, right now HollyPelt is having her kits!" (Fade to black) She sat back with her new apprentice, slightly worn out. She followed Berrypaw outside. "What is going on?" she asked, worried when she saw Slyshade's killer being treated so kindly by the clan. Sniffing in annoyance at the rude way Tornthroat had treated her on his way out of the den, she followed her apprentice back inside. "Can I help someone?" She asked, in her kindest voice manageable, as the den was quite crowded. "Oh, that's good." she purred, relieved. "Oh, Cloudpaw. Would you like some help?"


ThistleStar

"Alright. It has been decided that Scorch will stay." he heard the outcry of several cats, and looked to the sky. Oh Doestar... have I done the right thing? "He can stay in the medicine den, until he is feeling well enough to walk, then he shall move in with the elders. He will be a member of this clan until he dies, although, he will be an elder. Treat him with respect. Starclan would not treat kindly to those cats who are spiteful towards this cat." he paused, letting his words sink in. "In turn Scorch, you must forget your past, take on a new name, and treat these cats with the same amount of respect with which I have faith they will treat you. One sign of traitorous actions, another "Accidental death" and you will be banished." He nods at Scorch to stand up. "Although you are not yet old enough to be an elder, we are doing such because of your...injury. Scorch from this day onward, you shall be known as Tornthroat. Starclan admires...well, they admire your courage and bravery for coming to ask for help I guess." He waits for the clan's reaction, before leaping once again off the rock. "Stormwind!" he calls across the clearing for his deputy. "How are your kits?" he asked, off topic, trying to make small talk. "Well, I'm worried about Tornthroat... Can you assign a guard?" He looked down at his paws, but he knew this was in the clans best interest. Right Doestar? "...Also, on a completely different note, do you think Foxpaw is ready, to become a warrior?" Nodding his head, he agreed. "Thank you. We shall hold his ceremony tonight, along with Mottlepaw's, and Hickorypaw's. You may return to your ki-" EBut before he could finish speaking, there was a loud crack. Turning, he noticed a small kit, suddenly rushing to leave the den. "Is that one of yours?" He purred in amusement. "Definitely takes after Hollypelt, doesn't he?" As his Deputy padded off, he left the den, and began searching for that beautiful she-cat, Thistlepatch. "Oh, sure!" he blushes as he purrs the response. "Right now, or later in the day? It's already pretty late..." He jokes. "No, no, let's go today while we still have a chance." He smiled, and padded over to Blacktuft. "You're in charge of the camp while I go hunting with Thistlepatch." He addressed the warrior. "Erm, Thistlepatch? You still want to go, right?" Disappointed, he stalked off. "Marina, your ceremony will be tonight along with Foxpaw, Mottlepaw, and Hickorypaw's. Crowpaw, what do you need?"


BerryPaw
Her eyes fluttered open, and she saw the eldest medicine cat, SlyShade dead in the middle of the camp. "No...No!" Padding up to her soon to be mentor, she whispered, "I..I need to be, I mean I want to be a medicine cat." Nodding her head, she replied, "Yes, yes I am." (Fade to black) "Okay, now that that's over, shall we go figure out the commotion outside?" Without waiting for an answer, she pushed through the small nursery entrance. She shoved her way back inside, surprised at how crowded it had become. "Littlepaw! Are you doing alright?" She asked, blushing as she looked into his deep, green eyes. She could tell it was disturbing him, so she tried to help him get his mind off of her death. "I'm a medicine cat now!" She announced, purring. She could tell what he was thinking through his eyes. "Don't worry! I want to do this!" I think... "I'll be a warrior, just in a different way! I'll fight my enemies like greencough with herbs instead of claws! And we'll be closer!" She mewed her words with enthusiasm although, she wasn't quite as excited. She wished she was as strong as Applepaw. She was jealous of her sister's ability to be a warrior. But she was careful not to allow any of these feelings show on the outside. "I agree... Except, they might not." Her brow furrowed in concentration. "Maybe is we made them agree to something?" (Oh, Creampuff, Biscuit, and Dappleseed are actually at the two leg place/Aspenclan border @Starburst)


C o a l

"Umm, Biscuit, I just wanted to ask, did you-" But he was cut off by Biscuit's sudden announcement. He rushed off. He had to find Scarlet, or someone. Biscuit was clearly not ready to be a father. Returning, he soon discovered a strange scent in the area he had left the threesome- A clan cat! Stalking, as best as a KittyPet could up behind her, he suddenly leaped with a crack of a twig, and bowled into her. "Nelly! Run for cover, I'll try to hold her off!" He hissed, completely misjudging the situation. Slightly taken aback at each cats rudeness, he stepped backward awkwardly from the cat. "B-b-but..." He stuttered. As the Clan cat spoke to him, he was becoming angrier with every word she spoke. How dare she speak to me as though I am just a kit! He spat angrily at her request, but decided he might as well after she said "Please". He blundered off, unsure of where to find "borage". When he found what he hoped to be Borage, he picked some in his mouth, immediately spitting it back to the ground. "Yuck! If I don't like this, I doubt Creampuff will even touch it!" But he dutifully collected some, and brought it back to the cluster of cats. He set it down, hissing as his paw made contact with the other cat. "You never mentioned your name..." he challenged. He was once again taken back at her hostility, so he didn't say a word after, and just kept his head down, and lay down next to Nelly. At least I'll keep her safe! "Nelly, if she comes near us, I'll protect you! Chee- I mean Storm taught me a little before he...he left." His thoughts swirled around again as he remembered that moment again, for about the 50th time-the day his father left him.

Quailkit

Pouncing on his sister, RoseKit, he purred playfully. Noticing a gap, a small space which he could squeeze out of, he slipped away, unnoticed. Once he had escaped the stuffy nursery, he had plans! How much fun he could have, once he had left that place behind! Pushing his way into a large den, he smelled a farmiliar scent. All too late he realized it was his father! Trying to scramble back out undetected would prove to be a challenge. He tiptoed as quietly as he could, luckily his dad hadn't noticed him and had continued talking to the other strange ca- CRACK! He had stepped on a twig! Now in a mad dash to get out of there he scrambled out, hearing the strange other cat laughing as he did so. He was almost there- but now he was walking on air, suspended from his fathers jaw. After being set back down in the nursery, he went to go sniff around at his three siblings, as each was named. He rolled his eyes at his sister. She was humiliating him in front of his new clanmates! He settled into the fresh mossy bedding, but, as his mother left, he did too. He was intrigued, and wanted to meet his clan, just like his other sister, Rosekit. As he stumbled about on his short kit legs, he ran face first into Tornthroat. "W-who are you?" he asked, listening carefully, eager to learn every aspect of the clan.


Fluffkit

She sniffed, eyes still not open. It was beginning to worry her. What if they never open? What if I'm blind forever? How would I ever survive! The thoughts chased each other through her head. Trying to feel her way around the seemingly endless den, she ran straight into her fathers leg. Cowering, unsure of what it was, she began mumbling, "What if I got a concussion! Am I bleeding? Is my skull cracked?" Feeling slightly calmed by her father's tone, she concentrated, and her eyes flitted open! Rubbing against his leg, she purred a gentle, "Thank you Daddy!" All previous worries lost. Now that she could see, the world was a wonderful, yet at the same time, terrifying place. She already began to worry what dangers would await her outside the den and as she did so, pressed herself closer to her Father for comfort and safety. Suddenly the warmth was gone! Her mom was saying something, and they all began to walk. She stumbled, and fell. "Help! My legs are broken! I can't walk ever again!" As she was nudged forward, she did discover she still could walk, but she was still worried. Where is Rosekit? What is Quailkit up to? How long will Hollypelt be gone? "M-moss ball?" She shuddered. "Do you know how absolutely horrible moss is?! I could think of almost a million diseases that playing with that scrap!"

[ouroboros]

Tornthroat swiveled his ears towards the sound of the kit. "I'm Tornthroat.
You're Hollypelt's kit, aren't you? I don't think your mother would be pleased if she sees you with me." He stopped and wheezed a bit. "Feel free to come back for a story later, if you would like.."

[tags: Quailkit, Stormberry]

Marina followed Emberstripe out of camp. "So Emberstripe, what are you going to show me first?"

[tags: Emberstripe]

Thistlepatch looked down at her paws, then she yowled out. "Thistlestar, wait! You can still come with me and Stormwind if you want!"

[tags: Thistlestar, Stormwind]

((I almost called Stormwind Stormwing for a second

[drift.]

Skippaw:: She-cat :: Tagging Creek
Skip tilted her head again, her eyes round, amazed that a loner was actually talking to her.(Innocence) Her gaze widened and she mewed quickly, "Of course, how could I forget?" she waved her tail slowly and elegantly before announcing, "My name is Skip. I'm still waiting to be accepted as well." she murmured so the clan around her wouldn't hear. "I haven't heard anything back and Snowywhisper doesn't seem to care - that's the medicine cat, by the way. She told me I have a chest sickness called greencough that could be deadly and so I'm supposed to be resting but-" Skip glanced up and to no surprise, the tom looked awkward. "...I-I'm sorry, I enjoy talking..." she mumbled, more than embarrassed.

[blobbyfox]

StormWind/Tags ThistlePatch, ThistleStar
Deptuy-Male-27 Moons-Mate:HollyPelt-Location:Camp-Mood:Irritated/Calm-Status:Trying to get to ThistleStar

StormWind held in a sigh of aggravation as ThistleStar stalked away. Of course, the moment that he had found his leader, he had to go and leave, he thought. "Well, see ya around." he said to ThistlePatch as he sharply turned on his heel and went after his leader. He cam up beside his leader and stood by in what he hoped look like a patient manner. He had never been a very patient cat, which was made obvious with his constantly flicking tail and twitching whiskers. He was restless and wanted to be doing something, even if it was just something like informing his leader of the recent events.

CreamPuff/Tags Biscuit, DappleSeed, Nelly, Coal, Fox
Kittypet-Female-24 Moons-Mate:Biscuit-Location:Nelly's yard-Mood:Scared/Tired-Status:Kitting

CreamPuff stiffly exhaled with relief as Biscuit stepped away from the attacker, apparently unharmed to her eyes. However, her body quickly went tense again as the kind she-cat threw herself at the attacker. However, unlike Biscuits vicious attack, it didn't seem to be going as well. While Biscuit had moved in smooth, unsuspecting movements, DappleSeed jumped and slipped, landing right in front of the attacker - and didn't move. Her stomach dropping with somehow even more dread, she sharply turned away from the battle and hid her head in Nelly's fluffy fur. Her eyes were scrunched together tightly, both from pain and not wanting to see the blood shed that was about to ensue. It was far more gory than her kitting body could handle right now.

RoseKit/Tags DoveKit, FluffKit
Kit-Female-0 Moons-Parents:HollyPelt/StormWind-Location:Nursery-Mood:Happy-Status:Playing mossball

RoseKit glanced down at the small mossball by her paw, frowning slightly. The mossball was completely and utterly harmless, she thought to herself. "FluffKit, it's harmless..." RoseKit began uncertainly. She knew how jumpy her sister could be and wasn't sure on how to explain that the mossball couldn't do her any harm. "Really, it is! Kits play with it all the time and they turn out fine." she added, smiling cheerfully towards her sister. "Here, just touch it." she added, batting the mossball towards FluffKit. She was more than certain that if FluffKit just touched the mossy ball she would see how much fun the game was. . . or at least that's what she thought.

[ouroboros]

Thistlepatch scowled and rolled her eyes. "Thistlestar made the wrong choice.." Thistlepatch continued to mumble to herself, heading towards Cloudpaw, Pigeonpaw, and an angry Applepaw.
"Have you apprentices had something to eat yet? If not, then feel free to take something from the Fresh-kill pile,
because I need you three soon. Meet me in the Training Hollow as soon as your done, please."

[tags: Stormwind, Pigeonpaw, Cloudpaw, Applepaw]

Applepaw stormed over towards Cloudpaw and Pigeonpaw. "Who does Crowpaw think he is,
just bringing a kittypet into camp! This could've been a trap!" She paused as Thistlepatch came over, then she nodded.
"Yes, Thistlepatch"

[tags: Thistlepatch, Cloudpaw, Pigeonpaw]

[NerdCat1071]

CROWPAW
"Thrislestar, I found.... a cat on our boarder while hunting with apple paw, and hickorypaw and brumblenose, his name.... is creek, he's in very poor condition, his ribs are showing" he meows to his leader. His icy gaze filled with sympathy for creek.
"I brought him back so.... you can decide what to do with him" he meows nervously after all he is talking to the leader

TAGS: THRISLESTAR, CREEK

[Drink]

" o-oh.. um no, its alright.. im just not used to seeing cats.. i havent met another one untill now.." he said awkwardly, his ears flattened from embarrassment. " i think i have heard about green-cough. You treat it with catnip, right? I know a place where that exists." He scanned the she-cat more closely, noticing she didnt look her best either. " crowpaws t-talking to thistlestar right know.. we can only wait and see what he says, i guess." He shrugged

[Esther~]

Pigeonpaw was about to reply to Cloudpaw when Thistlepatch came by."We'll be there soon."he told the she-cat before returning his attention to Cloudpaw. Then he flattened his ears, annoyed as Applepaw came by. All he had wanted was to spend time with Cloudpaw! He pushed the thought away, remembering that training was important."We might as well eat."he pressed his muzzle against Cloudpaw's cheek."Do you want to share?"

[lullaby]

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Female | 30 moons | Warrior | Tags; Open|

.:{+}:. Leopardshine gawked as the newcoming cat attacked Applepaw. Was this cat crazy?! She felt the need to get to her paws and confront the she cat, but soon thought better as Beechskip stomped angrily to her. She smoothed any ruffled fur. She hated being exposed as angry in view of other cats. She watched with a lukewarm gaze as Beechskip ranted on to her about the incident. .:{+}:.

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Male | 18 Moons | Warrior | Tags; Marina, open|

.:{+}:. Beechskip sat in a corner of the camp, surprisingly remaining quiet. He watched the recent events happen in silence as he ate a plump vole. Nothing distracted him much when he was eating. Except-
He had risen his head to have his face meet the splotched pelt or Marina, a tendril of meat from his meal still hanging from his mouth. He narrowed his eyes, instantly suspicious. It only made it worse that Emberstripe showed kindness to the cat. He stared in surprise as the mysterious cat suddenly grew hostile, throwing themselves at Applepaw. Attacking an apprentice? Really? He kicked the remains of his vole aside, padding to the she cat. "Hey?! What do you think you're doing attacking a cat like that?" He hissed. "You're a fox-hearted mouse brain if you think attacking a young cat is the best way to be accepted into a clan!" his tail bushes out as the apprentice padded to the Medicine den. Did this cat really hurt them?! .:{+}:.

🙾ＳＰＡＲＲＯＷＰＡＷ🙿

Male | 9 Moons | Apprentice | Tags; Scorch, Stormberry |

.:{+}:. Sparrowpaw lifted his Aqua gaze to Scorch and Stormberry departing from the camp alone. He was rather curious on what was happening..
Sparrowpaw leapt to his paws, bounding up to meet the two. Despite his age, he sometimes still acted like a young kit. "Where are you guys going?! Can I come too please?! Sitting in the camp is so boring! he hopped up and down, eagerly awaiting an answer. "I promise I won't be a bother! You won't regret it!" he pleaded. Whatever they were doing, he wanted to be apart of it. .:{+}:.

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Male | 20 moons | Warrior | Tags; Open |

.:{+}:. Goldenthistle grunted as his clanmates accepted Scorch as if he were a clanborn. It was disgusting. He killed the medicine Cat for Starclan's sake! He had been dragged out of his thoughts as a blur of three cats broke into a fight. After studying their pelts for a moment, realization hit that it included Bumblenose and Hickorypaw attacking..Scorch? The golden tom's eyes widened in surprise. Who was mouse-brained enough to attack a cat inside the camp? Nethertheless, he had been satisfied. Scorch desereved to beating. Especially now learning he had gone blind by the elder's loud screech. It had felt as if Slyshade's vengeance had been fulfilled. This was even better than killing Scorch, honestly. Forced to live a life without seeing anything. .:{+}:.

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Female | 27 moons | Warrior \ Tags: Open |

.:{+}:. Lavenderwish frowned as the two left the Elders den. She sighed, deciding to finish the job Stormberry had abandoned. She picked up the was if moss she had dropped on the floor and began padding Scorch's empty nest with it. "I'll be back. I need to go get some more moss and if I can any, some feathers." she gave a half-hearted smile before leaving the den. Honestly, she had been a it hurt. The two had just left without telling her where they were going- or inviting her. She knew it sounded rude in that way. But it did appear a bit..careless to abandon a cat who came to help to do their own thing. And now she was stuck doing a task she was supposed to be helping another cat with. She gave another long sigh, brushing through the entrance of the camp and entering the forest. .:{+}:.

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Female | 18 moons | Warrior | Tags; Hickorypaw|

.:{+}:. Bumblenose nodded vigorously, enjoying the plan that was coming into place. "Though, others may expect us to be up to something if we lead him into the forest.. especially since we attacked him in the camp earlier, it would seem a bit fishy." She began clawing a layout in the dirt. Just a small picture reference of what they'd do. "So, perhaps we can get another cat to go fetch him. Tell the cat to tell Scorch that perhaps his kin is here to greet him. But then what?" she lifted her now dirt-covered claw from the sketch and stared at it thoughtfully, tipping her ears forward as she listened for any suggestions the young tom had. .:{+}:.

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Female | 39 moons | Loner | Tags; Creampuff, Biscuit |

---Waiting for Cherry's response---