SunClan's Story [New Thread]

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{{Sure. Clawheart is open and ready to RP.

[Lady Masquerade]

❄ f r o s t w i n g ❄

{ warrior }

Frostwing gave a nod of approval as the apprentices rolled in the grass to mask their scent. Now, hopefully the prey wouldn't scent them and all run off, giving them no chance of getting anything. She flicked her tail, watching Lightpaw stalk towards something that caught her attention. Turning to Viperpaw, she nodded. "It sounds very promising. Perhaps you should try and catch it?" She suggested, glancing around. She scented some rabbits and her ears were pricked as she listened to the chirping of birds in the distance. Hopefully Viperpaw would be able to catch something. "Make sure your low to the ground, and don't let your tail drag." She then added.

[Chameleon]

{ Mintbreeze is open to RP. ;p }

[SukarettoYanagi]

(Ok! to you both ^w^)

~ * W O O L Y * ~
Wooly sighed, plopping down to groom the grass out of her grey and cream-ish tortieshelled fur. Her amber and blue eyes darted cooly around the area. She couldn't see much due to the hight and thicknessof the grass around her, but she could hear the noises of the cats she was following. No one cat seemed to stick out to her, but there were some pelts she half recognized from her mothers stories of the Clan from long ago. Wooly had Clan blood, but wasn't directly related to any. The stories her mother told her were the ones her grandmother told her mother. The sheep-like furred she-cat's grandmother was half Clan, but grew up as a kittypet.

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C L A W H E A R T
Clawheart's fur bristled on his back, recognizing the scent of a cat not from the Clans. From the loud noises she was making, he had a feeling it was a kittypet. Rogues knew their way around Clan cats and so did loners. He crouched down, nose sniffing for further scents. With a loud growl he turned back to the clearing, unsure of where she was. He was of course, still suspicious, but he felt like he was old enough to be an elder these days. His nose felt like it was failing him, and it was with great distaste that he finally found the fluffy-furred she-cat hiding in the bushes and grasses. Well, maybe the sappy texture of the grasses had mislead his nose and the grasses had prevented him from seeings anything. If so, he hated this horrid Clan. FireClan had been so much better. One Clan, all mashed up, would not make sense and soon it would explode in a figurative sense. He was sure of its failing.

[Chameleon]

Mintbreeze

Mintbreeze dropped the mouse softly on the grass, her ears swiveling. She opened her mouth to taste the air, recognizing the scent of kittypet that drifted to her via the breeze. Her ice-blue eyes narrowed and she abandoned the mouse in pursuit of the kittypet. She wasn't going to be very hostile; the land that SunClan was on wasn't exactly theirs so it wasn't right to demand a cat to leave. She crept through the grass as the scent grew stronger. Realizing that the cat was quite close to her now, Mintbreeze called out, "Who's there?" She flicked her feathery white tail, staying low in the tall grass. Suddenly, the scent of Clawheart hit her senses. He was here too!?

[Vespur]

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Duskpaw turned as a small rustle of a bush grabbed his attention, and his eyes narrowed while his body tensed in a attack-like notion. He was ready to fight. Yet, as the cat appeared his eyed went to normal as the large rusty colored tom padded up to him with flick his hind leg for a message. Duskpaw almost laughed out loud at the action that would have hurt his neck, but he laughed silently as his tail touched his mentor's side in a quick message. I am not deaf Raccoonstrike. You can speak normally, I don't mind since it is best to only use my form of message in groups. In secret, it is much more dangerous to have someone notice my power, he told. He was often very nervous of that, and usually only allowed a silent talk in a large group to make it seem normal. With only them, it was much more dangerous to find a cat with powers like his own could speak though minds. He has yet to even develop it fully, so it was dangerous to speak at times the way he was in secret. He turned towards his mentor again with his face a bit sad at the comment he made seconds before. I am sorry. Just, I am nervous if I get attacked. They will see my weakness, and kill me easily by my cut, he said with his tail moving away to flick towards his neck. He blinked his eyes softly before giving a small smile to his mentor and then bounding off towards a tree to focus again on his attack. He leapt up into the air straight up with his straight for balance, and then twisted his legs so they came in direct contact with the tree's bark as he slid down the side.

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[Raccoonstrike({.zσкєтι.})[] Tom [] Mood: N/A [] Location: Camp[] Crushing on two Cats~ Viperpaw and Wolfpaw]

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Stormkit

Stormkit stopped a second before she continued at the question of what she was up to in the tree. In truth, she was up their to find some prey to attack though it seemed like best to say she was watching before attacking. It was not all a lie, but she didn't want to say she was hunting him or anything since he was already been so kind. "I was up their looking for prey. I heard a rustle and came down, and I landed on you instead," she said with a soft smile as her ears flicked forward to a few cat sounds ahead. She continued walking forward to keep up with Otterkit.

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[No Mentor[] She-cat [] Mood: A Bit Happy [] Location: Edge of Camp[] Single]

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C L A W H E A R T
"It's a kittypet," Clawheart growled, raking his claws in the grass. "A plump, fuzzy kittypet." His gaze swiveled around to Mintbreeze, watching her with great distrust. He wasn't about to trust a cat from a different Clan, even if they were supposedly a united Clan now. Tensions still ran deep, and the cats of 'Sunclan', as they called it, still harbored ancient grudges against the others. No one could trust anyone. That was why this Clan was doomed. It would never make a name for itself as a great Clan like FireClan. It would be forgotten as the Clan separated and waged war against each other once again. Then, there would be peace. It was like the cycle of life.

[SukarettoYanagi]

~ * W O O L Y * ~
She froze, seeing the movement of a cat in front of her. Her amber eyes searched the grasses over before she desided to stand, though she looked to be about a younge apprentice. Her fur was not fluffed up in anger or fright, it was just naturally poofy and fluffy looking. Her amber eyes caught site of another cat. Wooly knew she was out numbered and it wouldn't be good to fight. She spoke in a calm, confident voice, "I am not plump. I hunt my own food ya' know. It's my fur that makes me look this way."

[Wileyfangs]

Viperpaw nodded at the suggestion, having been wanting to hunt it in the first place. At the reminder, Viperpaw fought to roll her eyes, though it was in good nature as she quickly slid almost silently through the golden grass, ready to hunt. She knew FrostWing was just trying to help and honestly Viperpaw didn't have it in her to reject anycat's help. But sometimes things were just common sense. Still she did as FrostWing had reminded her and kept her tail from trailing low on the ground as well as making sure her belly was as close as possible without making a noise. Another birdcall. Viperpaw slunk ahead, like the huntress she was. Her golden eyes gleamed as she narrowed them in on her target. A rather large raven from the look of it. It looked big enough to feed two apprentices and a warrior and the thought made her mouth water a bit. She was hungry and hadn't eaten much at all, just like her clan. They were hungry afterall. Claws sliding out Viperpaw began stalking towards it while it wasn't alert. Her scent was masked just right as well so there was no way it could smell her. Her muscles tensed and she prepared to make a leap and leapt she did...

Like a tiger on the prowl Demon sprang, his dark bodymaking him hard to see, before he pounced on the raven, and had it in his claws and had been prepared to give it a death bite, just as a dark shape loomed over head and bowled him over. The Raven had been ready to take flight, to escape iin the mdst of confusion but a quick bite managed to kill it anyways thanks to Demon. Confused and spitting, Demon snarled as his body instantly got ready to attack. He couldn't see that well at the moment and the scent of whatever was attacking him was strange and smelled solely of grass as far as he could tell. Claws slid down his neck and he snarled and bit at the paw. A hiss of pain filled the air as the two cats began fighting, and scratching and growls sounded in the air. "Rowrr!"
"Hiiisss!"
And then just as quickly as the scrabble had started it stopped with the two cats breaking apart instantly. Dust clouds filled the air and just as Demon was prepared to spring again just as two gleaming golden eyes narrowed in on him and his own orange-amber eyes widened. With blood dripping from his ear and shoulder he gazed at her, his kit with wide eyes. "Kit?" A cool breeze blew by and the loner could clearly see her now, his young tortoiseshell kit almost grown up. Her golden eyes widened in surprise as well and she sat on her haunches quickly as though amazed to see him. "D-Demon?" Between them the raven lay dead as silence filled the area.

Otterkit hummed. That sounded logical to him. If he had been hungry he would've done the same. "Alright then, that makes sense." He mewed as he led the way. The tall grasses he'd slipped through to make it out of camp were just ahead. "Now keep quiet for a moment and follow me," he instructed as he poked his head out of the tall grass for a moment and then peered about. Didn't look like anycat had spotted him, in fact the clan looked a bit empty. But he could still scent the medicine cats so he knew the clan hadn't left which was a relief. "C'mon Stormkit, this way." He whispered before slinking into the camp site.