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[A-train]

(Yesh. ^.^; Just waiting for the others to get on - but they're right outside the camp! ^.^; And, cute, about your cat. :3)

[wolverine♥]

(Sorry I wasn't able to get on yesterday! D; Thanks a ton for waiting, Amber. ^^;)

Heartpound cackled at Hawkfang's remark and stood over the steep slope. "Yep," she growled. "These cats certainly aren't the slaves. Certainly stronger, so we have to be careful not to underestimate them." She started to pick her way down the slope dantily, assuming that Hawkfang and Dante were right behind her. "Y'know," she said, pausing on a rock and continuing. "I heard from an old slave patrol that they got a real good look at the Thunder Segment camp. The Apprentinces' are on the right side, I think, and are fairly open in the back. I think we should try and get an Apprentince or two today, with this humidity and all." Her eyes sparked jokingly as she glanced back at Hawkfang again.
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Brambleheart watched Jetstream leave with a nod. "Alright," he said, turning back to Darkberry. "So this is basically the Warriors' den. Pretty spacious, considering how many cats are in Bloodclan. That must be why there's two Warrior's dens, he thought. Bloodclan is huge. The tabby gestured to a nest in the corner. "I usually sleep there." He smirked. "And I would suggest -- don't choose a spot next to Bloodstrike. he snores like a bear!"

[Gezza]

Cat's Name: Oakfur
Gender: Tom/Male
Age: 22 moons
Position: Slave
Looks:
Personality: brave and strong-willed
Other: (HI Amberleaf!!)

Cat's Name: Doveheart
Gender: Female
Age: 15 moons
Position: Slave
Looks:
Personality: shy and quiet, loyal and protective-especially of kits
Other: friend of Oakfur

[wolverine♥]

(Oh my gosh. Is that Gezza? It's been awile! It's me, Wolfwhiskers! Ha-HAH!)

[Gezza]

(yeah I'm back! Sorry I've been away for such a long time!)

[ωιитєяfℓу]

"Of course not." Darkberry flicked his ears, and looked across the den. "It looks like there is plenty of space, but considering the size of the camp... Surely in here should be packed?" He asked, looking around at all the space around.

"That's because us Elite Warriors have our own den." Cloversong said as she picked her way daintily across the den. "And it's much nicer. I advise you to try and join us. There's absolutely tons of space and there is a spot open for a couple of Elite Warriors." She looked at Darkberry again. "I'm Cloversong, you should remember it. Well, you'd better remember it."

"Don't terrify the new warrior Cloversong." Smokestorm told her, his voice deep and gruff. "I'm Smokestorm, the only deputy. I get my own den to the side of the camp, but I'll share when we get a few more. I lead patrols and sort out who is supposed to torturing who." Darkberry saw a look of pain across Smokestorm's face but it was quickly gone. He thought that he'd imagined it. "I also sort out who's hunting and who's going to go capture more slaves. I'll have to sort you out to join a patrol soon, you need to learn the ropes." Then the larger tom padded out of the den, and then over to Storm Star.

"He's a real happy one." Cloversong said dryly, looking after the deputy. "I don't know how he got a mate, or how they had kits. If he was my mate, I don't know what I do." She looked at Darkberry's surprised expression. "Croweyes. Sister to Stormeyes, who's my mate, Eagle-eyes and Owleyes. Mother to Mistpaw, Mintpaw, Mosspaw and Mothpaw. Mentor to Mintpaw. Elite Warrior of BloodClan. Used to be a warrior of RiverClan. Mate to Smokestorm. She has a lot of influence in this camp, along with her siblings. I bet her kits will have a lot of influence too. Croweyes was friends with Gingertail back in RiverClan." She sighed at Darkberry's confused expression. "The medicine cat? You saw her with that slave, Greenpaw. She's the small silver tabby with a golden tip to her tail and hazel eyes. Croweyes matches her siblings and kits, dark silver with bright blue eyes."

"Uh, thanks." Darkberry stammered.

"Try and get on their good sides. They're all Elite Warriors, and the kits are all Elite Apprentices." Cloversong looked out of the den to see Croweyes with her siblings and kits. "Like I said, a lot of influence. Croweyes has the most." She got up, and started padding out of the den. "I'm going to go and join a hunting patrol. I haven't hunted for ages!"
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"Croweyes, Mintpaw, Cloversong and Lightningtail." Smokestorm said, seeing the cats gather for patrols. "Hunting patrol. Then Croweyes and Mintpaw get back here for sunhigh, you're going to go train. Croweyes, you'll take Mistpaw, Mosspaw, Mintpaw and Mothpaw for training with Lightningtail. Owleyes, Eagle-eyes and Stormeyes, you'll go with Cloversong leading and go and take some slaves out hunting. Remember the leashes and collars, two slaves to a warrior. Take Blaze, Crowkit, Mousekit, and Snowkit with you. They need to get out of the camp, and need to learn how to control the slaves. They'll be apprentices soon." He directed, and watched as the cats nodded and departed. Smokestorm noticed a warrior pad towards the warrior den. "Bloodstrike! Go get Brambleheart, Crushed Soul and Thunder Storm. You'll go and do a patrol to see if any slaves have escaped, and show the two newbies, Crushed Soul and Thunder Storm, the borders. They need to learn." Smokestorm barked the order to the warrior, and watched as he dipped his head. "Be careful!"
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Robinpaw curled up in her nest, close to Dovepaw. They were at the back of the den, and it felt the safest to her.

((Remember to take Robinpaw as well!))

[splashfoot]

Dovepaw raised her head, seeing Robinpaw lying close to her. She murmured a greeting and shuffled closer to her friend, soon feeling her warm fur.

{ Nothing going on except friendship XD }

[wolverine♥]

(Yep. I thought you dissappeared off the face of the earth. )

Brambleheart watched the Elite Warriors pad out of the Warriors' den with his eyes slightly narrowed. "Elite Warriors are so full of themselves," he growled. "It's so annoying. They think they can boss us Warriors around, but we're basically the ones who hold up this Clan." He slipped out of the den at Smokestorm's words, and didn't pause next to the Deputy. He just padded straight out of camp, assuming that Darkberry and Jetstream were following him. The tabby tom stalked through the forest almost silently, his ears pricked for any movement or sound in the forest. You've been given a job, he told himself. If you want to become an Elite Warrior you have to work for it. The cat certainly had. Brambleheart had been trying, even when not in front of Storm Star, hard to prove himself. He was simply tired of being bossed around.

[A-train]

(Haha, nice. And you're ac'cep'py, Gezza! ^.^; I trust you will make up for your relative form shortness in posts. XD And, sorry I was away! Internet issues. Not to mention that my Dad's new router didn't work, and it may ALSO not be compatible for the Wii. So, we'll see. T.T;)

Hawkfang crept down the ravine. "Well, let's go get us some slaves, then." He flicked his tail when he heard the sounds of cats moving and talking down in the ravine. "Sounds like everybody's awake, even this early in the morning. I mean, it's barely after dawn!

(It's 7:39 AM here, so that's what we'll go by. ^.^; Oh, now, 7:40. XD But I've been up since, like, 5:55 AM (couldn't sleep) so.... ^.^;)

Storm Star nodded to Smokestorm. "Excellent work, Smokestorm. You're doing very well with the new arrival, and certainly with the patrols. The new Clan additions will take some work, and I think you're one of the best cats for the job! I'll also put in a good word for you with the slave masters; maybe they'll let you buy a slave for a lesser, discounted price." He winked.

(>:D)

Greenpaw lay in a den somewhere. Where, she did not know. All she knew was that there was soft moss under her body, and she was lying on her back... and, oh, the pain! The horrible pain of it all bombarded her as soon as she woke up from her temporary slumber, yet she knew there was no going back.
"Umm.... Clovertail," she called out, sitting up. She felt a sharp flash of pain as she tried to get her paws to support her, and fell back down with a terrible cry of pain. She wasn't even sure that her earlier words, the beginning of her question to Clovertail, had been at all in the least comprehensible, either.
"Clovertail," she tried again. "Can you get me some poppy seeds?" She spoke slowly, so it wouldn't come out garbled; her throaty voice was hoarse, as if she hadn't used it for several days, or maybe she'd been tortured to the point of screaming out her pain in the most throat-damaging manner possible - the latter was more likely, at least in BloodClan, she reflected.

(Okay....! :3 Gotta figure out what all the rest of my cats are, then I'll possibly RP some more! ^.^;)

[ωιитєяfℓу]

"It's Gingertail, and I was coming with poppy seeds anyway." Gingertail said kindly, coming over to Greenpaw. She shook out a couple of poppy seeds and whispered, "Don't tell Storm Star. Then I'll get into trouble." Winking, she left Greenpaw to eat the poppy seeds and went to go get some cobwebs. They were running low on them, the patrols would have to look out for them. Or she could ask Smokestorm to sort out a patrol of slaves to help her. That would be best.
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Jetstream listened to the patrols assigned, and was pleased to hear that he was with the nice tom that had shown them the warrior den earlier. He padded after Brambleheart, and saw the tom he assumed was Bloodstrike come as well. Darkberry followed at the rear.
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"Thank you Storm Star." Smokestorm replied, proud. "And I know which slave I'd like to get my hands on." He grinned, thinking of one of the she-cats.