Frostclan- replaced, please lock

[☆ jupiter]

Moonpaw's ears drooped a bit. "Oh, I know." The ivory and pale goldish-brown striped tabby tom tilted his head and narrowed his pale green, darker green-tinged eyes. "You sure you're okay?" He twitched his whiskers and his tail reflexively floated over to his own flank.

Featherfoot noted Willowpaw's slight hesitation. That's quite alright, though. she thought, jumping forward into another tree. Featherfoot skidded to a halt on the tree branch , the leaves rustling slightly as she landed. It didn't matter -what did matter was the fact that there was a smudge of black and white lying near the mangled old oak tree. Or rather, in it. Her heart almost leaped out of her chest to see an unfamiliar ivory and raven-spattered tom resting lazily on the branch, his tail swinging like a pendulum. "What in the good name of StarClan.." The aghast white she-cat hissed underneath her breath, her snowy fur bristling. "What are you doing on Clan territory?" Featherfoot growled softly, though it was to herself .

[Scei]

((I totally just realized Redpaw is their uncle. YUS. UNCLE LITTLE RED RIDING BOOTY COMIN' IN FOR A VISIT))

"I wouldn't mind going with you to Starpool- it sounds fun!" She meowed, her tone clearly betraying her excitement. At the tom's prompting, the bay-tinged apprentice stepped forward, scenting he tart-scented herb he'd referred to. After locating it, she carefully plucked the stems and after a quick few moments, gathered a bundle. Setting it on the ground, Blossompaw decided that now was as good a time as any to pin her questions on the older tom. "Speaking of Moonpaw and I..." She started innocently, "do you know anything about our dad?"

Darkswift
darkswift's eyes widened, he opened his mouth but closed it once more "Uh... well" he started, "He was a very strange cat..." Darkswift started, trying to find descriptive words for coppertail, instead he sighed, lowering his head. "Soo, i don't really know how much i'm allowed to tell you..." he finally said, "I sort of swore not to by..." he trailed off, remembering the moment it happened
(Sorta makin this up as i go xD tell me if none of it works with your own stories xD)

[Zarina]

Vixenleap

She purred as she finally reached the nearest boarder. She padded along for some time, scenting the air every now and then, when finally she caught scent of a rogue. She looked around and hissed," Who's there! I know your there! Come out!" She unsheathed her claws, ready to fight if needed.

Snowfall

She chuckled," I'm okay... Darkswift say's I'm expecting two or three..." She purred then mewed," So... I see your testing Vixenleap. She's a good cat, When we first met she was untrusting, sure but she good... and I can tell she's trusted by the clan. Personality I'd be surprised if someone didn't trust her with their lives." She chuckled.

[☆ jupiter]

Featherfoot hissed loudly. "Vixenleap, stop! We don't know how much of a threat they are!" She leapt out of the tree, sending Willowpaw an apologetic glance. "Sorry, love, this will have to be postponed for now." She turned her scorching glare back to the tree where the black and white blob of a rogue was hiding, a snarl forming on her lips.

[Zarina]

Vixenleap

She growled," Rogues are always a threat! All they do is fight us, and take prey that should be feeding the clan!" She glared up at the rogue. She sighed, a sudden calmness coming over her, she sheathed her claw's and mewed," Rogue... please come down here... I wish to talk."

[Scei]

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Ash is a small, lean bobtail she-kit with pale colored eyes, one being yellow, one being green. This she-kit has dark, ash colored fur


Cats Name;
Ash (XXXpaw/XXXSky) -will not be ashpaw, ashsky-

gender;
She-cat

Age;
6 moons

Rank;
Loner/Abandoned kit

Wanted Rank;
Clancat.

Personality;
Ash is a warm hearted she-cat who seems to get easily harmed, mentally that is. she has a strong physical state, despite her small stature. She has a strong fear she will be abandoned again.

History;
in her past kithood, she was forced to watch her mother murder her father for cheating on her. She was quickly abandoned in a nearby forest, barely able to hunt on her own.

Kin;
Varn- tomcat- father- deceased- unknown
Lilia- she-cat- mother- unknown- unknown
Darling- she-cat- Cheated on mother- unknown- kittypet

Crush/Mate/Kits;
maybe a hidden crush ;)

(Pineapples And Coconuts!
;D )

[scorpiongrasses]

(*sighs* recap since page 12 xD I'm too lazy to read it all)

Sparrowpaw was looking for something to hunt.

Flickerpaw was eating a mouse.

[vivacious_void. ☄]

Name: Smallstream
Gender: Tom
Rank: Warrior
Crush/Mate: None/None
Mood: Alarmed
Tags: Patrol, Moonpaw

He stopped abruptly in his tracks and flicked his tail out of annoyance. "I told you, I'm fine." His voice had a slight edge to it that could send chills down anyone's spine. The tom gazed around as a unfamiliar scent wafted into his nose. A small growl erupted from the warrior's throat and his fur began to stand on end.

[☆ jupiter]

Blazingpaw

Glaring at Moonpaw as his obnoxious snoring increased in volume, he arose to his stubby paws and padded out of the den after his brother, Flickerpaw, following his amber and coal-mottled fur with its silver tinges and undertones. Flickerpaw was much bigger than any of the apprentices; Cinderpaw was tall and lean as well. Blazingpaw's puny frame was embarassing as even that new apprentice Blossompaw appeared to be growing faster than he was. "What are you up to, brother?" he rose a brow as Flickerpaw leapt up a tree.

{ here ya go fenne... X3

Skitzofoot punished her kiddos, Vixenswaggittleap arranged a patrol with Russexystar's help, Blossombooty is out with Twerkswift and Sassystream and Moonswagpaw are patrollin owo

[.galaxy.]

(YOU omg. I JUST GOT THE STRANGEST LOOKS FROM PEOPLE DRIVING BY BECAUSE IM LAUGHING SO HARD.)
(Also, aren't cats only pregnant for about two or three months o:?)

The large russet tom smiled gently, nodding his head eagerly. "I'm glad your pregnancy has gone over well so far. With luck, we'll have a few new additions to the clan joining us." He purred, the satisfaction evident in his tone. Pride swelled in his chest every time the tom thought of how prosperous the clan was becoming- thriving even through winter.

Willowpaw could hardly keep the disappointment out of her eyes, but she nodded her head slowly. "I understand." She sighed, lowering herself into a sitting position and simply watching the rouge in the tree. He seemed to be totally at ease, as if he had not a care in the world. It both annoyed and worried her. Why is he so calm in the clan territory?

Blossompaw, who was hanging off Darkswift's every word about her father- however scarce or vague they were- with wide, expectant eyes. "Who told you not to tell us? I wanna know!" She pleaded, unable to keep the whine out of her voice. "I want to know his name at the least. I know you know him, mother told me that you three were friends!" Featherfoot went in and out of these weird states where claimed to either know something or have absolutely no knowledge of it. She'd mentioned on thing about her father during those times- the fact that both she, Darkswift, and several members of the original FrostClan knew him.

Clyde was startled into full consciousness by a sudden snarl, lifting his head slowly- in an almost lazy manner. His furry tail never stopped its pendulum-like movement. "Why must I come down?" He drawled in a low, silky tone. "We can both talk perfectly fine from he-" he stopped, whiskers twitching as a familiar scent hit his nose. "You three!" He bellowed, tumbling from the branch and landing quickly on his paws. "You smell like him!" He gasped, excitement glittering in his eyes, much like a kit. "Take me to him, she-cats! Take me to Harkin!"