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Scorchstar
Tomcat
Oriental Shorthair
Leader of DesertClan
Age: 36 moons (8 lives left)
Location: DesertClan camp - on his ledge
Crush/ Mate: None
Tags: Mossleap
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Scorchstar started when Mossleap bounded up next to hip and settled herself on the ledge next to him. It appalled him, and he couldn't stop himself from staring at her briefly. The last cat to have the nerve to lay here beside him was Sandfur.. other than with her, the oriental shorthair was uneasy about others sitting beside him on his ledge. Nonetheless he stifled his surprise and meowed, somewhat awkwardly at her comment, "I'm not that special. There are plenty of other cats she can look up to.. Like Waspclaw. He's a fine warrior - one of the best the Clan has.. Even so.. she's got a long path ahead of her if she wants to make me, and DesertClan proud."
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Flarepaw (Flareears)
She-cat
Oriental Shorthair
Apprentice of DesertClan
Age: 8 moons
Location: DesertClan camp - fresh-kill pile
Crush/ Mate: None
Tags: Spottedpaw
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Flarepaw had taken over her food to eat beside the Oasis lake when Spottedpaw, a long-legged, golden-and-brown-spotted female, bounded up to her. They were decent acquaintances, but they never really talked. The large-eared female closed her jaws with a snap, as she was about to eat before her Clanmate had spoken to her. "Hey. My day has been.. pretty boring. No stunts today.." Flarepaw snorted then, thinking of the Batpaw blind, "Oh yes, and, Batpaw got me in major trouble with my dad today... I have to do the elders' bidding for a full day tomorrow."
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Noeyes
Blind she-cat
Russian Blue
Elder of DesertClan
Age: 87 moons
Location: DesertClan camp - by the Oasis lake
Crush/ Mate: None
Tags: Foxfoot
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Noeyes got to her feet too and went to lap at the cool, gently rippling waters to soothe her aching throat as well. The Russian blue hadn't realized what time of day it must be.. nor how quiet everything was. There was a breeze and a bit of a chill - so Noeyes knew it must be after sundown. She heard some cats still ambling about in the camp, but most of them were meowing goodnights and heading off to their tunnel-dens. Great StarClan.. this day seemed to fly by! The blind she-cat thought as she plunged her muzzle into the lake. She heard her friend cough slightly, and meowed, a little concerned as he was older than her and getting sick could mean the worst for him, "Foxfoot? By Silverpelt, I hope you're not under the weather."
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Hawkcry
Tomcat
Dark brown tabby
Warrior of DesertClan
Age: 19 moons
Location: DesertClan camp
Crush/ Mate: None
Tags: Hailpaw and Snow
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Hawkcry bounded up one last sloping hill before he was within full view of the camp - there it lay.. beuaitful still, up close. At Hailpaw's quiet meow, he turned his head to face her, ignoring the male's baby-blue eyes that seared holes in his skin. The brute meowed, though his voice trembled with slight annoyance that she would suggest such, "Seeing the medicine cat can wait.. I wouldn't miss Scorchstar's reaction for the world." He couldn't stop himself from sneering back at the male as he slid through the thickly-intertwined brush, making his way into the camp at last. The branches prickly branches walked at his face and made his wounds bleed all the more, but the dark tabby couldn't care less.. You'll regret setting paw on DesertClan territory, my friend.. He thought, while he still smiled, at the rogue.
