SunClan's Story [New Thread]

[TheCalicoTabby]

Mousepaw's eyes widened as the kit raced into camp, followed closely by a fox. Mousepaw froze in fear; she'd never seen a fox before. The fox snapped, catching the kit by her hind legs. Without really thinking, Mousepaw dropped the brambles she'd been pulling out and raced towards the fox, fur bristling. She had to save the kit! She skidded to a stop, and working on instinct, slashed at the fox's nose.

[SukarettoYanagi]

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[Ɩ <3 ƤɛωƉιɛƤιɛ]

All of Crookedtail's attention turned to the lithe little form that raced into the camp clearing, followed by a black-nosed vermin that snapped it's jaws at the kit's hind-legs."You vermin! Leave that kit alone!" Crookedtail snarled, racing towards the fox, claws unsheathed. He attempted to land on the fox's back, but from his view, he may have overjumped it.

[TheCalicoTabby]

Springpaw looked around, his ears and nose twitching in unison. Springpaw snorted in disgust as he nearly stepped on a thorn. " Fox-dung!" The Tom spat lashing his tail. Springpaw was not up for this new camp. Hopefully something would chase them away, then he wouldn't have to look at it anymore. Springpaw was probably one of the weirdest cat of the clan. The tom never liked any clan, ever since the fire he hated every camp.

Leah crept quietly through the woods, grateful for the undergrowth that shielded her. The thick brambles of this forest made it much easier to trap her prey, even without claws. It was still difficult, of course, but she may actually be able to survive leaf-bare here. She paused, the strong scent of lavender drifting towards her. She looked down, spotting a small plant growing in the twisted roots of a tall tree. The flowers themselves had fallen by now, but the plant still held it's scent. The herbs that normally hid her scent were fading, so she carefully pulled a few leaves, twisting to rub them on her shoulder.

{Not sure if you replied after this, so I'm just reposting it.}

[leirah.]

Springpaw groomed his fur, the tom lashed his tail. Why did this fire happen? The Tom bristled, he was supposed to be scouting, but sitting around was so much more fun. Springpaw rarely listened, he was weird and strange. It didn't matter, he would never change. Springpaw sighed as he wrapped his tail around his paws, the fire did something to him. To his mind. The warm scent of a she cat hit his nose. His nostrils flared as he stood up. The scent was of a she cat yes, but a familiar scent. However this she cat wasn't in his clan.

Smallstep watched Owlkit scamper away. Her gaze turned back to Moonfeather her gaze was yet cold. The she cat was exhausted, she had traveled either kits back inforth. The last thing she needed was a rogue near her kit. Instead her mother instinct immediately told her to stop it. Smallstep only had her kits left she wasn't going to loose them.

( Here's his reply. ^3^)

[TheCalicoTabby]

The scent of the lavender filling her nose, Leah didn't notice him. She continued her work, obscuring her own scent with the smell of the flower. Her tail flicked rhythmically behind her as she worked.

[jasper ;]

Ferret scrambled away, nodding at the cats who saved her from a certain death. She tried to run back to the fox on two stubby legs, but found that she didn't have the strength to. The world swam in front of her eyes, and a wave of unconsciousness swept over her.

Ferret woke up to a starlit forest on one side, with a murky swamp on the other. "Woah...." she mewed in wonder. "Where am I?" From the swamp emerged a tall, lanky she-cat with brown tabby fur and stone-cold amber eyes. "Don't worry," crooned the old she-cat. The bags under her eyes could be seen clearly in the sharp light of the two overlapping terrains. "I'm your mother. Come with me, Ferret, I can teach you deadly moves."

From the starlit forest, another voice called. "Ferret, don't listen to her. She's trying to trick you! Don't go there! Follow your own destiny set by the stars, not by the darkness!"

The confused she-kit plodded herself down. "S-stop! I can't stand this! Leave me alone!" Steamy tears rolled down her cheeks. "I... I don't know who to trust anymore!"

[HopelessOutsider]

Name: Thornflower
Age: 15 moons
Gender: She-cat ♀
Rank: Warrior
Original Clan: RainClan
Image/Description: Thornflower, she also has a deep scar threw her blue eye.
Personality: She is a not always happy, she misses her family all the time.
Thorns mom died from some burns, she can't move when she sees fire. Rain, some cats
hate water, but Thorn loves it....she is always out in the rain. She is shy, but spunky!
Thorn is so smart, she helps a lot with hunting. Someday she dreams of being leader
but there is a long time to wate.
History : Thornflower was only a apprentice when the fire hit. She can't really remember
anything but death from that day. Everyone of her close ones died, her family, her mentor.
Like I said she has not been alive a long time.
Other: She is open to a apprentice(s).

((Calico I think you misted me. :) I didn't see her name on the Worrior's listing.
OH, the form It's on page 377. ))

[TheCalicoTabby]

{No, she's there. Second to last on the warrior's list.}

Mousepaw watched in relief as the kit got away. She looked back at the fox with a growl that died in her throat as the fox turned towards her. Its amber eyes seemed to burn, and Mousepaw abruptly remembered her many failed training sessions. She couldn't fight! She raised a paw, meaning to slash at the fox's nose again, but quickly drew it back as the fox snapped at her, its teeth gleaming. She could feel its hot breath as she stumbled backwards.

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Natural instinct to defend the defenseless filled Crookedtail with hatred for the creature before him. The kit was safe, tucked off to the side in deep unconsciousness, but now the fox had turned on Mousepaw. He growled, the guttural sound filling his throat as he leaped at the fox, barreling it over with his claws sunk into it's fur. He slashed his paw across it's face, drawing blood that made the creature howl.

He hissed as he felt the large canines dig into his paw, and he bit down on it's nose, clawing with fury. The creature bit down harder for a moment, but let go quickly. The creature stepped off, and he stalked towards it, but it tucked it's tail, and ran off back into the brambles it came from. Crookedtail, in turn, glanced at Mousepaw," Are you alright, Mousepaw?" He asked, concerned.