PLEASE LOCK AND DELTE, MODS.

[deftonesly]

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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 widened her eyes, regarding the tom with something like fear and astonishment in her pale green gaze. He ranted at her - ranted at her! And once this little tantrum was over, he whisked right by her, threatening to expose her to Scrorchstar. Recovering quickly, she called after his retreating ebony male, her voice cutting and sharp and furious, "You! How dare you? He wasn't doing anything wrong! He was simply standing on our land! besides," she fibbed, then, "I chased him off, anyway, while you are knocked out - he won't be coming around here anymore."

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Scorchstar
Tomcat
Oriental Shorthair
Leader of DesertClan
Age: 36 moons (8 lives left)
Location: The desert - going to the Falls
Crush/ Mate: None
Tags: Mossleap
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Scorchstar stiffened, slowing down to a fast walk so that he too could taste the air. "You're right.." He growled, worried and anxious and fearful all at once as bounded up the last hill that led to the gorge. "I also smell.." There was no mistaking the salty, metallic odor. "Blood." As soon as he bounded up the hill, he spotted both apprentices, praise great Desert himself. There was his egotistical daughter, angrily yelling at Batpaw, who has ignoring her and walking towards the hill. There was no sign of the rogue that they'd smelled.. but Batpaw was bleeding heavily from the head and from a wound on his leg, and that concerned the nimble leader.

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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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What sort of cat is this..? Hawkcry thought, staring at him with blood dripping down his face as the white tom lectured him like some bewildered kitten. You can't keep playing this rogue's games, Hawkcry... his inner conscious warned him. He knows you're tough, sure, but against him.. you have nothing to offer. He's too skilled and manipulative. If he wasn't such a talker, he'd be dead at your feet by now. Make him trust you enough, humor him for now... and when Waspclaw takes over and runs the Clan with you at his side, you'll kill him as one.
Sounds good to me. Hawkcry responded to the voice. He'll see how much I learn in time. The voices in his mind temporarily made him ignore the male, but when the rogue brushed against his ear with a smile on his skinny maw, Hawkcry growled lowly in warning, having nothing to say that the older male couldn't counter and use against him. So he kept his broad muzzle shut.
When the male started waltzing towards the camp again, Hawkcry bolted into action, saying gruffly, "I'll take the lead, thanks.." Work harder, Hawkcry. Gain his trust.. even if it's just a little bit. You'll need it when you and Waspclaw plot your revenge against him. He flicked his ears at Hailpaw, telling her to walk behind the rogue. "As for our names, I'd rather prefer that you tell us yours first," the dark tabby grunted, playing along and obeying the voices. "After all, we are leading you to our camp.. You are a visitor."

[SchyBug]

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➳ name ;; hailpaw
➳ location ;; wastelands
➳ rank ;; apprentice
➳ crush ;; unknown
➳ tags ;; hawkcry, snow

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➳Arching her back and allowing her pale gray and brown pelt stand on end, Hailpaw hissed at the stranger. Frightened? Me? She thought, This tom's mousebrained. Flexing her sharp claws into the sandy earth below her, the molly was ready to leap back into the fight with the pearly rogue, I'll show him frightened. Following behind the large, tabby warrior, the apprentice glanced over her shoulder often as she didn't trust their new visitor. Not speaking, the tortie glanced up at the quickly pinking sky, the sun was going down and the desert heat would soon be dropping. Feeling hunger tug a bit at her stomach, she was quickly reminded of two things; the first being that they needed to remember the kill Hawkcry had made just before the discovery of the outsider and the second that she, despite her attempts, did not manage to feed her clan today. Blaming the new tom, she felt her pelt bristle with anger; however, the young she-cat held her tongue. Hawkcry was right, there'd be another time.

[AwkwardHipsterTrash]

Midnightpaw

Midnightpaw stretched and padded out of the sun. He lookedfor his mentor wondering if they could train. "Rosefeather?," he asked in a calm tone.

[crabodile]

Monkey;;Tom;;Softberry, Pearly, Tinypaw

The brown small tom stepped into the den. "H-hi!" He said, hearing Softberry.

Summer;;She-Cat;;Open

The she-cat swiftly ran near the border. She had been hunting for hours, and the only trail of prey was in the DesertClan border. "Maybe, I should just catch one or two fish and run before somecat sees me?" she said softly, taking a couple steps in the border.

[canadianhowl]

Graywhisker had already lost his patrol and decided he should go hunting for a bit. With that he started sniffing out any prey that was near him. He caught onto a scent of a lizard and started following it feeling his mouth water for he still hasn't had any food today. He drew close to the border stalking it but sniffed another scent near by. "A cat? One I've never smelled before. May as well find out." He then forgot a bit the lizard he was going to catch and started wondering to where the scent was. He wasn't a good tracker so the warrior did lose the scent sometimes.

"I-I don't really know of these no-fur creatures so I don't know if I s-should be scared or not. Now I actually want t-to hear the story." He stammered before turning to the new cat. Now starting to feel more shy Tinypaw curled up in his soft kitten fur before looking up at his mentor.

[* Macey *]

Mossleap
I gasp at the stench of blood, seeing Batpaw was injured. "There's no sign of the rouge" I meow. "But what happened?!" I stay close to Scorchstar, me pelt slightly brushing his. "Did the rouge do this? I skin him!" I hiss, lashing my tail.

[majora.]

x-- spidermask --x

A delicate calico made her way back into camp, going on a little walk to let
some stress off her back. She had somehow avoided the scent of blood that
aroused a few of her clanmates, including her leader. Looking around, her
tail perked up as she blinked her bright green irises. Somebody has to be wanting
another warrior around.

x-- tallfern --x

Large as a fox, the tom darted across the desert. Running was his specialty.
Abnormally long legs shifting past each other heart-beat by heart-beat, dust
flying behind him as he leaped gracefully over bushes and mounds of dirt.
Awkward, stumbly, and so large he nearly takes up three nests in the warriors
den, the tom loved being alone. Free. Despite loving his clanmates and sister,
he knew he was a burden in most ideals. Usually hunted alone, unless rarely
asked to be along a hunting patrol; his presence usually scares off prey, so
he hunts alone for his clan as well. Speaking of hunting; The wiry tabby abruptly
stopped his race with the wind, dust clouding around his paws. Prey? His nose
twitched, ears flattening against his head to block out any distracting noises.
He crouched within half a second, staying as low as possible. That's definitly
the smell of vulture. Tallfern also loved hunting alone, because he was big
enough to take down harder prey and didn't have to injure any other of
his friends.

[crabodile]

Summer»She-Cat»Open

The shezcat stalked towards the scent of a mouse. Seeing the creature, she caught a scent of cat. "Oh no!" She whispered.

[canadianhowl]

Graywhisker felt the scent growing stronger and he looked around for a cat. He bumped into something and fell down onto his back and looked up to see a she cat. "What are you doing so close to the borders?" He asked her with a small growl.

[crabodile]

Summer»She-Cat»Graywhisker

"Simple. I'm hunting!" She growled softly. "I'm hungrey."


(I want her to become prisoner. I'm making Monkey join the clan, too.)