C I N D E R P A W
apprentice โพ she-cat โพ feeling; crafty โพ 16 moons โพ mentor; Limeleaf โพ crush; Kestrelthorn โพ tags; Limeleaf
โ I am nothing like you, you are no one to me, stay away, be afraid, for I will fight to the death against you โ
Cinderpaw gulped, how could her mentor treat her like a kit, even though she was a apprentice and she was the leader of the rebellious group in which Limeleaf was a member of! If anything she outranked the she-cat. Cinderpaw calmly sighed.
"Limeleaf, don't forget I am leading the rebellious group, not a member." Whispered Cinderpaw into her ear, "I could help you win over Ashstar. It's obvious that you have a crush on him, the way you look at him, is, like the way Dappledheart looks at him." Cinderpaw looked into her mentor's eyes. When she became a warrior she could help all of her members accomplish whatever they wished.
"Once I become a warrior, your dreams could become a reality for you. Having Ashstar, your little kits would be running around and playing on top of him, one would be gnawing on his ear and the other would be playfully bating at his tail. This could be real, this could be your future."
Cinderpaw knew that if she told Ashstar about the uprising that she would be included, she would have to tell the whole story, about her being involved. If she did that she would have no chance at all to win over Ashstar.
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not far from camp ๐พ she-cat ๐พ 31 moons ๐พ crush/mate; none ๐พ rouge ๐พ tags;
Eclipse is currently hunting near camp- with two other rouges
W H I T E S T R I K E
warrior โพ tom โพ feeling; inquisitive โพ 22 moons โพ apprentice; โพ mate; Honeytuft โพ tags; Kestrelthorn, Flint, Demonpaw
Whitestrike scrambled after Kestrelthorn,
"Which in particular?"
He wondered why Limeleaf had been so angry with Kestrelthorn. As he and Kestrelthorn walked he picked up the scent of a cat, no, some cats. He heard paw steps, he whipped around and hissed. Jumping over the bushes and pinning a weird looking and smelling cat to the ground. He looked over to see Demonpaw.
"Why are you with this intruder?"
Whitestrike spat out the word intruder as if he had just eaten a mouthful of herbs. This cat smelled worse then dogs, like twolegs. So an apprentice was leading or following a rouge, how could this be any weirder? Unsheathing his claws he stared into the eyes of the cat.