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Flarepaw (Flareears)
She-cat
Oriental Shorthair
Apprentice of DesertClan
Age: 8 moons
Location: By the Falls/ gorge
Crush/ Mate: None
Tags: Batpaw
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Flarepaw reared backward as she'd been struck, hissing loudly as the tomcat regained consciousness. The cocky she-cat snapped as he spat at her and got to his feet, "Cool it, Batpaw. I was only going to help." She lashed her tail, challenging him openly now, "Why are you so hateful and mean? What did I do to you? There's no need to snap when I want to help, y'know.."
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Scorchstar
Tomcat
Oriental Shorthair
Leader of DesertClan
Age: 36 moons (8 lives left)
Location: DesertClan camp
Crush/ Mate: None
Tags: Mossleap
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Scorchstar had somehow managed to drift off with the chatter of his Clanmates in his ears... but he had to admit that the coolness that sundown brought was welcomed and very much appreciated. At Mossleap's anxious meow, he raised his sleek head, got to his feet, and meowed, "Sorry." He then glanced up at the sky. It was becoming streaked with hues of pale pink, bright orange, and blood-red... the desert was indeed beautiful had sundown. He shook out his thin tabby fur and padded over to the gray tabby, saying, "Yes, of course. I want to see what's taking them so long... Let's go." With that, he raced out of camp, trusting that Troustsplash or some mature cat would watch over everyone - after all, the leader didn't need to justify where he was going and why. He trusted the DesertClan cats could handle themselves.
They exited the camp side by side and began sprinting across the open desert floor. Sand got caught in the oriental shorthair's paw pads, and the billowing, bittersweet wind that tugged at his fur made him feel alive. It had been a while since he'd been out of the Oasis..
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Hawkcry
Tomcat
Dark brown tabby
Warrior of DesertClan
Age: 19 moons
Location: The Wastelands
Crush/ Mate: None
Tags: Hailpaw and Snow
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Hawkcry felt a surge of triumph when Hailpaw shot from the cover of a shriveled bush, latching onto the rogue's back with such ferocity that it took the white male by surprise. When their adversary spat out the dark warrior's ear, he couldn't help but cringe at the sight of his former appendage laying on the ground, covered in his own blood as well as the rogue's. The brawny brute was about to leap back towards the white, blood-stained tom when, at last, he asked Hailpaw to stop. It wasn't exactly begging for mercy like Hawkcry preferred, but it was good enough.
But when he threatened to kill Hawkcry, the dark tabby, even in his bruised and bloodied state, couldn't help but purr dangerously at this, "You? Kill me? You may have taken my ear, old one, but I'll take much, much more in return. Oh.. I'll take you to Scorchstar all right, seeing as that's what you want, obviously.. And after he's done working you over for wounding one of the finest cats in the Clan? Then, I'll go for you. You see, my leader may be fair at times and he might just spare you.. but me?" He cackled. "I'm vengeful."
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Noeyes
Blind she-cat
Russian Blue
Elder of DesertClan
Age: 87 moons
Location: DesertClan camp - by the Oasis lake
Crush/ Mate: None
Tags: Foxfoot
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Noeyes leaned forward to hear him when he began to whisper. She murmured, thinking of the tomcat that was the talk of the Clan and the heartthrob for all the females, "Yes.. He gives me the willies. You're not the only one. I may not have any eyes but I do know that he's trouble.. and not a good-natured troublemaker like Flarepaw, if you know what I mean."
