Stormclan don't be afraid to join!

[mentalbilly20142024]

ok spottedkit

[mentalbilly20142024]

Thunderstar sighed and padded near the warriors den again "Hawktail do you want to go hunt for the clan?" She said shaking her hot pelt.

[FireCalls]

Hawktail:
I feel a tad dizzy at her warm response. "Oh, uh, I'll hunt later, don't you want some company?" I ask sheepishly, and without waiting for an answer I follow her past the freshkill pile and crouch beside the warriors den. "I overheard you talking to Spottedkit;" I start, nervously, "If she's nearly an apprentice, it means the same for Blazekit and Whitekit, right?" I ask, quirking my head to the side. The truth of it is, I don't even want an apprentice. But I want to talk to Thunderstar.

Foxfur:
Walking along the carefully scented border, I pause at the scent of cat wafting from upwind. "That's odd..." I whisper, and start towards the scent warily.

[mentalbilly20142024]

"Yes they will be apprentices soon they are 5 moons old" Thunderstar purred warmly, as she sat down near Hawktail her long tail swaying beautifully..

[FireCalls]

Hawktail:
I let out an unintentional purr after her words, "Wonderful, we can definitely use some more brave warriors in camp." I say, completely forgetting my earlier disappointment in the lack of loyalty and bravery in kits these days. "It's been a prosperous Greenleaf, indeed." I add brightly, giving a self-conscious lick to my chest fur.

Foxfur:
As I draw closer to the scant trail of cat smell, I pause, opening my mouth for a deeper taste of what threat might be lurking in the heather ahead of me. Our border line is several tail-lengths behind me now, and I worry about strange cats who might claim this land. My deeply drawn breath betrays three cats; two female, one male - all quiet young. Possibly, even kits, but probably closer to apprentices.
I lower myself to my belly, and perk my ears forward, listening for any sound.

[mentalbilly20142024]

Jaymoon: pads to thunderstar and hawk tail interrupting them rudely "hi Thunderstar!!!"

Thunderstar: looks at Jaymoon and sighs "sorry" then gets up and leaves Hawktail

[FireCalls]

Hawktail:
Crestfallen, I rise to my paws and give a stretch; trying to appear nonchalant about being interrupted. Trying, and failing - I think to myself. But either way, I was on my way to hunt. Loping across the clearing, I bolt out the main entrance and race through the ferns, feeling brambles tug at my fur and prod my pads. But I ignore all of that, looking for the dark part of the forest, the corner that holds only thin, scarce prey; the place no one goes but me.

Foxfur:
With my belly flat to the warm soil, and my ears forward desperately, I hold my breath, whiskers twitching, at what I hear ahead of me.
"I can't wait for the raid!" one of the she-cats purrs almost hungrily.
"I know!" the other female agrees, and I hear a scrabble of claws that makes me imagine her leaping at a helpless leaf.
"Hush you two!" The male growls, his voice low and foreboding, even in it's jubilant youth, "It's time to get back to camp, our Trainers will be worried." The two she-cats give meows of disappointment, but soon their sound and scent is fading. I rise, turn, and dart quickly back across the border line.
I must tell Thunderstar. As that thought pounds my head, I race as fast as my paws will carry me, back to camp.

[mentalbilly20142024]

Thunderstar Purred while walking to the entrance of camp

JayMoon: purrs and walks into a log

[mentalbilly20142024]

Jaymoon: "I CANT SEE!!! HELP SOMEBODY HELP MEEEE!!" ((Jaymoon is blind just to remind you))

[FireCalls]

Foxfur:
As I reach the camp entrance, I nearly slam into Thunderstar, "Thank Starclan!" I growl, skidding to a halt nearly nose-to-nose with the leader, "Thunderstar, I've some urgent news from the Northern Border." I say formally, dipping my head, "I overheard three cats speaking of a raid; it sounded as if it was meant for today, and I know of no other clans that border that land - it must be about us." I pause, taking a shuddering gasp of air, "There's a raid coming to Stormclan!" I surmise desperately.

Hawktail:
Safely in my shady part of the woods, I drop to a hunters crouch and stalk a scrawny mouse that's picking at some dried seeds. It has no idea I'm here, has no idea I'm about to take it's life slowly, letting out my strange need and sating that burning hunger I can't explain. I do this only because I must, so that I can remain in my clan a useful, sane warrior. I do it for my loyalty. I do it for Thunderstar.
I pounce.