sтσямcιαи V.5 || The Final Battle || Important Poll!

[Cloverwoods]

(Got to go see you guys later!)

[crabodile]

Amberstar»

He sighed. 'This is my doom. Dying at the paws of Swiftstar, on my back.'

{Actually, you can kill him. He'll put up a fight. I am making another Dark forest leader now!}

[scarecrowz]

(should I harm Amberstar and let storm kill him?)


Oak

she looked up at her mom, will dad be ok? she asked.

[crabodile]

{No.no. let storm do it}

White birch»

"He'll be fine!" she answered. 'I hope!' she added silently.

[scarecrowz]

Shadowkit

he ran out the cave but was slower since his leg was broken.

Dawn

she grabbed Shadowkit and ran back to the cave and growled.


Oak

she whimpered and looked out the den waiting for her dad to return.

[Joyfeather16]

@Joyfeather16: Yup, I was thinking you would want that. :3 *magically reads your mind* Anywho, Fadedpaw can run into them?}
Greypaw scowled. "Hey, it was only my second try! Go easy on me!" he compalined to Stormpaw and climbed onto land, shaking his pelt out.

Fadedpaw was in the forest. He heard Greypaw's and Stormpaw's voices and quickly thought of an evil plan. Fadedpaw stepped out from the unwelcoming looking shadows and slowly approached the two apprentices. They seemed to be having fun... if only they knew what was about to happen.

(So sorry for late reply! Was away for the a few daeys!)

Stormpaw nosed his friend's welt shoulder after having been sprayed by the water from his pelt, "I was only playing." He reassured as he licked a loose tuff of his shoulder fur.

[storm coming.]

{I gtg for the night. See y'all tomorrow probably!}

[crabodile]

{Bye!}

[Vylad]

Ivytail leaped off and fled.

(Will be on in a few)

[agile]

[[joining mossclan

wintercloud.
twenty-three moons. female.
fearful. 'battle-mode'. defensive. camp.
aspenwhisker ♥ - mate. protective. firm.

wintercloud watched aspenwhisker run off, before her eyes lit up in surprise. another battle?! she ran after her mate, joining him in battle. "stay safe!" she growled through a tuft of fur, grabbing her jaws at a tom's scruff.