SunClan's Story [New Thread]

[TheCalicoTabby]

{Right, sorry! He's a bit too young to do anything interesting, but here;}

Smallstep pricked her ears and looked at one of her tabby kits. She thought for a moment before smirking and swishing her tail before it wrapped back around her other little kit. The she cat smiled. "B a r k k i t." she said with a smile and nuzzled her little kit with pleasure and pride. The kit's symbol was hyper ness and fate. The kit may just be too hyper and risky and mischief to even care about other's feelings or to be careful. Therefore he could lose and achieve a lot of friends on his journey of growing up. The she cat looked at her other little kit tucked around her tail and smiled softly. " H o w a b o u t O w l k i t." she said smiling and nuzzled her little kit. His symbol was shyness, but it never stops him from making friends. He is also curious which means he loves to learn new things which could be a colorful sweet personality.

Owlkit lifted his head, as if recognizing the sound of his name. His eyes still tightly shut, he turned towards the warm scent of his mother, burying his head into her fur and purring happily. His thin tail flicked gently behind him, his small paws kneading her belly as he began to suckle.

[E c h o]

When the tom only gave a small acknowledgement to Mintsplash, her heart fell a little. Perhaps she had said too much, or had overreacted. But she had never had an apprentice of her own, so maybe it was natural. Oh, why bother...it's the past now anyways. The warrior studied the way that Loudpaw listened and observed his surroundings. She nodded slowly, knowing that it was crucial to be alert for prey.

[E c h o]

Shadowpaw nods, overjoyed himself to be back at camp. It almost felt like...home. It was too bad that these grasslands would be behind their tails in a few moons. "I just hope Shiverwhisker isn't too busy..." the tom trails off, padding after Viperpaw. He hadn't seen the medicine cats' den yet, and in a sense, he was thankful that he hadn't. In his old FlameClan camp, he had visited the den as a kit, when he had leaped into a rose bush. The apprentice recalled the carefully sorted plants and supplies lining the den, and the powerful scent of herbs filling his nose. That was, at least, his definition of the den. By the smell of it, there were a few patients in the den. Shiverwhisker, Sprucepaw, Appleleaf, and Spiderpaw would surely be busy.

[leirah.]

Smallstep purred lightly nuzzling her bundles of kits with joy. She lifted her head and looked around then gazed at the sky." A clan." That's what she needed. The fear of being in a clan though. Last time she was in the clan. Fire. It was dreadful.

[SukarettoYanagi]

Loudpaw looked over at her, a tired look on his face. "I'm ready to go back to camp Mintsplash. My legs are tired." he mewed, blinking slowly. His amber eyes staired up at him pitifly and tiredly as he sat there, head hung low.

Shiverwhisker had finished with Stormkit and now sat at the entrence to his den, with nothing to do once more. He sighed and layed down, green eyes scanning the camp calmly.

[Shiko Hayashi]

{Hey! Sorry I haven't been on much lately; I got a new video game and I've been spending a lot of time playing it. I've been trying to keep up with this, even if I wasn't posting, so I think I know most of what I've missed, story-wise. But if possible, could anyone who's waiting for a reply from me--either to accept a form or in the RP--link to the form/quote the post? Unless it's on this page or the one before it, I think I can find those on my own. Thanks in advance, I'll try to get caught up with this when I get home tonight. }

( Have I been accepted Cali? My form is on page287. )

[TheCalicoTabby]

{He was accepted a while ago--he's on the front page. C:
I don't always remember to post to say someone's accepted, but if they're on the front page it's safe to say they are. ^^ }

[Shiko Hayashi]

H a w k
" W e all carry a burden within our hearts. Some are heavy, some are light. Others are laced with thorns and needles and tear at out insides. No matter what the burden is though, it is ours and ours alone. We cannot share it, or destroy it. It exists, simply to exist.
And so it shall be."
He stared sullenly at the squirrel sitting in front of him. Overhead, the sky was a mixture of purples and blues, the sun casting off a dazzling orange hue that lit up his fur, turning it into the color of molten lava. His mixed eyes gazed steadily into the beady black eyes of his prey. They had been staring at each other for what seemed like hours, none daring to move. Hawk's ear twitched irritably, his yellow and ice blue eyes narrowed in boredom. He could feel a yawn stretching past his throat, and he forced it down, knowing that it would break the tension between the two.

It had started out as a simple hunt. Cat spies squirrel, cat stalks squirrel, squirrel sees cat and tries to run.... Bam. It should of ended at that. Instead though, the squirrel had locked eyes with Hawk and begun the mental staring eye contest that continued at that very moment. Hunger gnawed greedily at the sides of Hawk's stomach, and he resisted the urge to mew in protest. There was no way this could go on for much longer. Sooner or later, the squirrel would accept it's fate. So he was more or less surprised when a flicker of orange faded in his peripherals. Refusing to turn was his undoing. The fox snatched the squirrel, running swiftly back into the underbrush with his now dead prey. Hawk yowled and leaped to his feet, chasing after the small fox. He was only a few inches larger than the scrawny fox, proof of his wild cat heritage.

He leaped through the air, using a sun warmed rock as his springboard as he landed onto the back of the fleeing fox. Yipping in surprise, the fox dropped it's prey and twisted around, viciously snapping it's jaws near Hawk's shoulder. Big as he was though, Hawk easily slipped past those teeth and dug his claws in the fox's back, his teeth sinking into the back of it's furry neck and meeting bone. It would only take a few bites. Just a few, and Hawk would have a meal that would last him a whole moon. Sighing, he released the fox and leaped off, circling his squirrel and hissing viciously at the now fleeing fox.

Sighing, Hawk licked his bloodied paws, staring down at the dead squirrel. It wasn't even that plump. Shrugging, he tore into it, purring happily as his once empty stomach now filled with warm meat. Maybe today wasn't so wasted after all. He had even managed to catch up to the Clan's scent after a few nights of searching. Now it was only a matter of time before he ran across another of the clan cats.

[suzhay]

Pebblerun glanced behind her. " Raccoonstrike, get Eaglestar to camp. Now!" She ordered. " Lightpaw." She turned her attention to her apprentice. " Help Raccoonstrike with Eaglestar. Try to find cobwebs along the way to stop the bleeding." She instructed. She got off of Grinner. " Get up, fox dung. You are coming to our camp." She hissed.

Sunpelt looked down at Leah. " What do you have to say for yourself?" He asked.

[E c h o]

"Okay Loudpaw; you do deserve a rest. You did great today. Now then, let's go show Eaglestar how great of a hunter you are!" Mintsplash meows happily. "Do you want to carry your kill? Or do you not have enough energy?" she continues, laughing lightly.