SunClan's Story [New Thread]

[ferriswheelsdayoff]

I need Springpaw on a patrol, so no training. MUHAHAHA!)

[TheCalicoTabby]

{But the patrol's leaving now, and Springpaw's out in the territory. Cloverswirl will have to go without him.}

[ferriswheelsdayoff]

Okay.)
I sighed. "I can't find Springpaw, we'll have to without him." I flicked my ear.

[SukarettoYanagi]

"Then let's get to work clearing out this old stump. No need to make warriors do it when we're going to be the ones using the den." Shiverwhisker meowed, giving them a smile. He padded forward, gripping a bramble trendal in his jaws and tugging at it, working on pulling it free.

Shiverwhisker turned to face Cloverswirl. "I think my apprentices and I have this covered. Why not go see if you can join a patrol or something." he meowed, voice slightly blunt as he turned back to his work, tugging at the brambles again. He eventually managed to tug it free with a mighty heave and a grunt, sending the tom tumbling backward and into the small stream.

The medicine cat snorted, getting from the water and shaking out his pelt, sending sprinkles of water flying at the small patrol. He flicked his tail, turning back to the brambles and gripping another trendle in his jaws, grip firm. He began to tug harshly at them, wondering what was taking the apprentices.

(Kinda murge the actions I guess.. IDK ^^')

Wooly gulped, bending down and sinking her fangs into the squirrel,it was clear she was uncomforatable. She sat back up, licking blood from her whiskers. It still looked too much like a kitten for her to eat, no matter how good it tasted. She sighed, hungry and unable to eat it.

http://i50.tinypic.com/1exe36.png

Loudpaw's ear pirked as he listened to what was going on around camp. The ginger tom had busyied himself clearing out a space under a bunch of roots. It seemed secure and safe, just like a nursery. I'll suggested this as a possible nursery to Eaglestar. After I've finished this. he said to himself, ripping away at another over hanging root, dirt and small pebbles showering down onto his head. He hissed in annoyance, shaking the unwanted stuff off his head. "This is going to take a while..." he mumbled.

Cinder shivered. She was cold and hungry and tired. Where was her brother? Why did he leave her? She didn't know. The little grey kit closed her eyes tight, afraid. The scars that lines her body allowed even more cold in, being bare skin, and the one over her eye stung, almost as though it were fresh. But it wasn't. It had been a good three moons since her mother did that to her. Why her mother did that, she didn't know.

"Can I go with you on the patrol? I need to look for my sister." Kane mewoed, walking up to the cats who were forming the patrol. He flicked his tabby striped tail, worry flicking in his amber gaze. He'd become sperated from his sister during a fox attack while they were wondering through the grasslands. He didn't know what had become of her and despratly needed to know.

Swampy purred, enjoying the cold of the wind through his long fur. His silver eyes shown and glistened as he padded through the streets of twoleg place. He did plan on making his way to the grasslands and the forest, but for now, he'd enjoy his time here and meeting new cats. Maybe even a traveling partner.

[ferriswheelsdayoff]

I looked at Kane. "I don't see why not." I said warmly.

[Venatici]

Which patrol is this, TCT? c: The one we talked about, or just a regular one? ]]

[TheCalicoTabby]

{Just a regular one. C: I'll let you know when we're ready for that one; just want to set up one more small plot first.}

[Venatici]

Alrighty. oDo ]]

[Ɩ <3 ƤɛωƉιɛƤιɛ]

Crookedtail purred, delighted to be helping his clan. He continued on his path, following a somewhat loose path of brambles. Thorns ripped at his tail but he couldn't feel it's sting for the most part. The chit-chit of a cardinal bird was heard overhead, and Crookedtail couldn't help but get down into hunting position, his hindlegs shifting accurately before his spring. With claws outstretched, a flutter of wings and a sqwak brought down the bird. Crookedtail finished it;s misery with a quick bite to the neck, glancing around. I should head back to camp with my freshkill. He picked up the bird and followed his path back to the buried rabbit. He unburied it and, with a struggle, carried both things back to camp, head held high.

He trotted across the camp, his tail twitching to his side. He placed down both pieces of freshkill, and grabbed a small mouse for himself. He sat down a bit away and ate into it quietly, looking around.

[opti-mism]

Emberflight lifted her head from nuzzling her niece, her gaze landing upon Crookedtail. "Crookedtail, how's the territory?" The she-cat inquired curiously.

Minkkit gave a small purr, her four-moon old fur fluffed out as she leaned against Emberflight's leg slightly, hiding in the shadow.

Flutterpaw sighed, hanging from her predicament. "Wait, let me try again." She spoke to the she-cat which she assumed was Lightpaw, who was behind her and obviously, not in the brambles. The white and black apprentice flailed one last time with great difficulty, before flopping still again. "Yup. Completely stuck." She sighed.

{Please excuse my writers block, it won't go away. -.- }