PLEASE LOCK AND DELTE, MODS.

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Fallenpaw
He stood up and padded lightly
towards a nearby water hole.

[ℱ ᴀ ɪ ʀ ʏ Ƭ ᴀ ɪ ℒ]

Honeypaw snorted. "Why would I offer you anything?"

[Olivesaurus]

"Because," Sunpaw meowed, almost teasingly,"You have nothing better to do since it's after sunhigh and your mentor probably isn't too happy with you." He smiled. "That, and you surely want to go hunting with me."

Swallowpaw quiet followed Fallenpaw to water. When they arrived she sat down to lap at the water. It's cool taste made her feel a bit better, even though it wasn't too hot today.

[ℱ ᴀ ɪ ʀ ʏ Ƭ ᴀ ɪ ℒ]

Honeypaw snorted and looked up modestly. "Well my mentor hasn't come calling yet, have they Sunpaw? Though I suppose I should do some hunting. Not because I want to hunt with you though." She said in the sassy tone she often spoke in.

[ruui]

Fallenpaw
Fallenpaw lapped the water up slowly,feeling cool.
He felt energized,like going hunting,or playing.He slowly calmed
down by drinking,since his parents use to say he can't be immature but mature.

[Olivesaurus]

Sunpaw grinned, satisfied he had won her over to go hunting with him. "Fine." His golden striped tail flicked playfully and his grin got wider! "Race you to the falls!" He yowled and dashed out of camp, not giving her the choice of racing or not.

Swallowpaw sat up after her drink, and stared at the water hole. "What now?" Most of her time with cats hadn't been like this.

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Fallenpaw
He flicked his ear.
He felt like sneaking out of
camp for some reasons.
"Uh..what do you want to do?"He asked.

[ℱ ᴀ ɪ ʀ ʏ Ƭ ᴀ ɪ ℒ]

Honeypaw rolled her eyes and twitched her ears. "So annoying and kit-ish..." She mumbled to herself before padding after him and choosing not to run.

[Oliverstorm]

Softberry finished applying the herbs and sat back to lick her paws clean, following Batpaw's gaze to the ex kitty pet. "Oh! That's Pearly, he was left behind by twolegs and burnt horribly by the sun. He's been offered a spot in the Clan." Though even in her mind she doubted the kittypet's joining - especially with that thin white fur. It was as bad as her thick, long dark tabby coat. "I'd prefer if you stayed in the medicine cat's den for a few days but if you wish to return to the apprentice den then just be careful, okay?"

Tags;; Pearly Batpaw

[yeeee.]

Snow continued gazing at the sky, watching the hues fade away, dominated by the darkness that always won. The brightest stars need the darkest shadows to shine. Such a perfect night for such an ocassion, the pearl tom thought, feeling his claws flex once more. Casting a glance over his shoulder, the pearl tom had to withhold a chuckle. The young molly accompanying 'handsome' had begun to puff up, lips curled and fangs showing. In his most honest opinion, it was amusing. Downright amusing. So all it takes is my being merely falling into silence? You will enrage yourself and expend energy just like that? Regardless, Snow turned back to the front wordlessly, having long heard the massive tomcat before he'd arrived. As the tomcat came with that excuse, Snow locked his baby blue eyes on the tom, examining him again. The blood flow had started up again, if it had ever stopped, and he looked as if he'd rather be anywhere else. Can't blame the young one, can I? Life lessons aren't always easy to learn. Then, as if a silently issuing a challenge, Hawkcry broke into a fast trot. Immediately increasing his pace, Snow made sure to stay one tail length behind, enjoying the feel of the wind blowing through his soft pelt. But, he stopped dead once he saw the warrior's home.

It was beautiful. Perhaps the most beautiful thing he'd seen in a long time. Water. The camp was built around water. Usually, he had to travel miles for a drink. Not to mention the gorgeous light of the moon reflected off of it, giving it a somewhat eerie glow that reminded Snow of home. His first home. Now, the rogue wanted to get their even quicker. Feeling the gaze of Hawkcry upon him, Snow turned to him, meeting the warrior's gaze and offering him another sweet smile; the same time smile he'd offered before the fight had broke out. A jackrabbit, hmm? Not bad handsome- I wonder if you actually used your head unlike earlier or just got lucky. Come to think if it, I'm leaning towards the latter. I haven't seen a single lick of prey aside from that lizard. Oh, you have so much to learn. Then, as if on cue, Snow lifted his feathery tail high, baby blue gazed focus on the place. Magnificent. Such a wonderful view. Now, we need to get a move on, it's dark out. The predators like to hunt, for they are cloaked by the darkness. With our bloody reeking hides, we need are a sitting target, and I'm sure the last thing you'd like is for a coyote to come for your little molly accomplice.

Tagged ;; Hawkcry, Hailpaw

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Hawkcry
Tomcat
Dark brown tabby
Warrior of DesertClan
Age: 19 moons
Location: The Wastelands - heading back to DesertClan camp
Crush/ Mate: None
Tags: Hailpaw and Snow
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With a snort, Hawkcry kept moving, sensing the white tom's impatience, though he didn't know why he was so eager to arrive at camp.. Why does he want to get there so badly? Doesn't he realize that Scorchstar will most likely reject him? His urgency and need to get home quickened as the group of three made their way across the cool, vast Wastelands. Sand became stuck in the dark warrior's pads, and blood dripped from his face, a relentless river as they trudged up and over hills and avoided snakes and scorpions and spiders that occasionally crossed their path. The nighttime breeze was quote refreshing, though the dust it brought with it stung the brawny tom's wounds, and burned his eyes.. he clenched his jaws around his catch and dealt with the pain in silence.
When Hawkcry heard a coyote howl, he picked up the pace. Coyotes were a major menace to the desert and the cats within it... unless you wanted to suffer from their wrath, as they usually roamed in packs, it was best to be at the Oasis and safely inside it before they went hunting. It was quite frightening to hear their cries when deep inside the tunnels of the warriors' den.. and there had been plenty of sleepless nights for the dark tabby as he tried to block out the yowling and hollering. In fact.. because of the dangerous place they lived in, Scorchstar often issued curfew. The dark tabby suspected they were past it, but hoped his leader wouldn't mind when he saw his catch and the rogue they had with them.

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{Repost for Skybug c:}