*Shadowclan* accepting~

[effervescence]

Flowerpelt nods. Looking at the ground

[Bloop.]

Crowfeather: 'well I don't want to let my emotions grow on you, knowing that its never going to happen'

Dasherclaw: she padded past the Medicane cats den and stopped as she heard her brothers voice. she paused and backed up a little, hiding herself. she listened to their conversation 'wow..my brother liking another cat..never thought that would happen'

just to make things interesting c:

[Super Tortilla Chips]

Spottedpath crept into camp late at night. Most of the warriors were already in the warriors den. She approached Talonstar and gave a nod in respect to her leader, then squeezed inside of the warrior den to join her denmates.


(Goodnight you guys!)

[Bloop.]

Talonstar: he nodded back to spottedpath and went inside his den. He laid down and curled his long tail around his body and slowly closed his eyes, falling asleep

(Goodnight!)

[effervescence]

Flowerpelt she nods."your paw is done. Can you..leave?" She says looking at him.

[Bloop.]

Dasherclaw: she got up and quietly padded to the entrance of the warriors den 'poor Crowfeather she thought and watched the entrance of the medicane cats den

Crowfeather: his ears went flat and he got up 'fine I guess' he flicked his tail in irritation and turned around, padding out the den. 'Don't let this get to me. Shes just a stupid she-cat. There are plenty more in this clan he thought

[effervescence]

Flowerpelt didn't want to hurt him. So she had to go against herself and be mean. She bowed her head and her ears flattened

[Bloop.]

Dasherclaw: she watched him

Crowfeather: he lashed his tail and went to the fresh-kill pile, looking at the prey. he wasn't that hungry but he didn't eat all day so he grabbed a little mouse in his jaws and took it to a quiet spot near the entrance of the camp

[effervescence]

Flowerheart walks out to the fresh kill pile, her head hanging and her tail low. She grabs a small finch and takes it to her den

[Bloop.]

Crowfeather: he pricked his ears as he heard her soft pawsteps walk towards the fresh-kill pile. He thought about her in his thoughts, her soft pelt, how she looked, her soft voice, he then shook his head and bit into the mouse, eating it in one gulp

I think you mean flowerpelt c: lol